My Wife Is The Final Boss-Chapter 49 - 047 Midnight Farmer (Two-in-One)

The Muyu Peak was bustling tonight, originally full of "idle" female cultivators who didn’t need to sleep, spending their days playing chess, dancing, and plucking the zither... upon hearing that the only youth on Muyu Peak had successfully reached the Open Source Realm, the news spread like ripples.

In a delicate pavilion, several women sat around a table, all appearing young, some just past adolescence, the oldest around thirty.

In fact, they were all old women.

They engaged in various activities; some were fiddling with needles and threads, others reading books, polishing swords, plucking the zither, or applying makeup.

You could see they were quite leisurely; if given a set of mahjong tiles, they could likely play for a long time.

Muyu Peak was expansive, with gentle factions naturally accompanied by forceful ones, and these top cultivators could decide seventy percent of the matters on Muyu Peak.

To gather this group of women peers of Zhu Pingniang usually indicated major events in the Cultivation Realm, yet now it was because of a young boy who had just reached the Open Source Realm, someone unaware might think Xu Chang’an was Sect Leader Chaoyun’s eldest son.

"They say to let Xu the kid go on a trial and choose what to learn himself... what do you think?" someone asked.

A woman in a red robe said, "At the Qi Refining Realm, he can view the Inner Realm as if it’s nothing. Also, the latest news is that he can quietly listen to Zhu Tongjun’s entire Dusk Rain Melody, have any of you ever seen someone like this?"

The woman sitting in front of the Seven-Stringed Zither plucked the strings, causing a discordant sound, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly: "...Absurd."

Zhu Tongjun, also Zhu Pingniang, came from the Hehuan Sect and practiced the most wicked charm technique, with cultivation second only to the Sect Leader and Pill Master in the Chaoyun Sect... her performance of the Dusk Rain Melody could stir the Sea of Consciousness’s evil thoughts even if the head of a Zen Sect subbureau were present.

Not to mention someone who has never cultivated.

Yet Xu Chang’an, a young man, could withstand it; he didn’t even try to resist, entirely unaffected.

"How did he manage that? Even if Ms. Zhu didn’t activate her True Yuan, it’s absolutely impossible."

"It’s bewildering... but the fact remains."

"Do you think he might be naturally devoid of desires, like the legendary pure constitution within the Zen Sect?"

"He has a wife and lost his virginity early on, could he lack desire?"

"Ah, is he already not innocent?" a woman widened her eyes, clearly not very familiar with Xu Chang’an, but a boy having lost virginity living among women on Muyu Peak was previously unthinkable.

"Ahem."

Someone noticed the conversation veering off track and coughed lightly.

At this moment, the woman in white, having polished her sword until it shone, sheathed it and seriously said, "In any case, we can’t let him choose on his own, such talent... if not used properly, it would be a waste."

A waste that deserves lightning strike.

The main thing is, Xu Chang’an is a disciple who has just reached the Open Source Realm and knows very little about cultivation, letting him choose his future path at this time is certainly unsuitable.

"I agree."

"I agree too, he can choose, but within Muyu Peak’s cultivation techniques."

Xu Chang’an possesses a unique talent in Qing Province, if utilized well, he will certainly not be inferior to Sikong Jing of the Profound Sword Bureau.

"Open a Water Mirror and let me see him, it’s the first time I’ve heard of such an oddity on our Muyu Peak," the woman plucking the zither curiously said.

As the last word fell, someone snapped their fingers, and after mist spread, several strands of Spiritual Qi unfolded in the air, a large Water Mirror appeared at the front, showing the mesmerizing night scenery of Muyu Peak in the mirror.

The scene shifted to the small courtyard at the mountain foot.

Unlike other places on Muyu Peak, there were no vividly blooming flowers and gorgeous scenery, only sparse vegetation and clusters of elegant petals, indicating that the room’s owner tended to the place regularly.

Hanging from the eaves were strings of wind chimes, tinkling crisply in the night breeze.

In the image, a remarkably large Spirit Fruit stood out prominently, with a youth in a steward’s robe holding a hoe and working in the field.

A woman was startled and then said, "Hoeing at night, what’s wrong with this kid... wait, did he always look this good?"

"It’s my first time seeing him, but a change in temperament post-Open Source Realm is nothing to be surprised about," the woman plucking the zither remarked, looking at the hoeing youth with admiration and amazement.

Even with a hoe in hand, Xu Chang’an’s every move was full of youthful charm.

"This kid... he’s just too extraordinary," another woman seeing Xu Chang’an for the first time couldn’t help standing up.

In her eyes, the youth attentively tending the orchards was incomparably earnest, his features gentle as water, like a Classic of Poetry waiting for the right person to peruse.

Upon closer inspection, Xu Chang’an seemed integrated with the environment, his passive harmony with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was an invaluable treasure in the eyes of Muyu Peak’s people, perfect for cultivating techniques like Qimen.

"Such a child, when he ascended the mountain you all actually neglected him, didn’t you have eyes?"

"I said, he didn’t look this good before, and he used to give me a sense that he was discordant with the world."

Changes from reaching the Open Source Realm vary from person to person, but a complete transformation like Xu Chang’an’s... remains rare.

No wonder Zhu Pingniang said he would soar to unimaginable heights post-Open Source, did she anticipate Xu Chang’an’s transformation even?