Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 827: The Origin of Meng Potian’s Name

“By the way, where’s Grandpa?” Meng Jingzhou waited half a day but didn’t see his grandfather. Grandpa dotes on me the most. If he were here, Dad definitely wouldn’t dare to beat me like this.

“He’s in seclusion. No telling when he’ll emerge.” Meng Potian added, “Alright, no matter what, Little Zhou returning home is a good thing. I’ve ordered people to prepare a meal. Let’s gather as a family.”

The “family” Meng Potian spoke of naturally included Lu Yang, who had joined at the last minute.

True to being the cultivation world’s number one ancestral clan, the Meng Family’s wealth was astounding. The table was laden with delicacies crafted from precious ingredients, many of which even Lu Yang couldn’t identify.

“Come on, help yourself. These are all beneficial for cultivation.” Meng Potian urged Lu Yang not to stand on ceremony and to treat this place as his own home.

“These are considered delicious? Let this immortal show the Meng Family some skills.” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy rolled up the sleeves of her imperial robe, ready to display her prowess, but Lu Yang hastily stopped her.

“Your Exalted Majesty’s body is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Since ancient times, there has never been a precedent for an emperor cooking.”

“There’s such a thing? How troublesome,” the Everlasting Immortal Fairy grumbled, considering whether to simply abdicate and let Xiao Yangzi become the next Dou Emperor.

But upon second thought, she felt that Xiao Yangzi was too young and inexperienced. It isn’t time for him to succeed the throne yet.

“Consider the Meng Family unlucky for missing out on this immortal’s culinary skills.”

After placating the Everlasting Immortal Fairy, Lu Yang could finally enjoy the meal in peace.

Lu Yang wondered what cultivation level the Meng Family’s spirit chef possessed. It was Lu Yang’s first time eating such sumptuous spirit cuisine. A single bite of venison warmed his whole body. Upon sensing it carefully, one could detect their cultivation slowly improving.

In fact, the effects of this spirit meal went far beyond that. Lu Yang’s cultivation talent was too high, and he had never encountered a bottleneck thus far. If a cultivator stuck at a bottleneck for a long time consumed this meal, their bottleneck would vanish without a trace, allowing them to advance to the next cultivation realm smoothly.

One could only wonder what other stories Meng Jingzhou had told his younger sister about Lu Yang. Meng Jingyu was especially curious about Lu Yang’s experiences, unable to resist constantly asking him questions even during the meal.

“Lu Yang-gege, can you tell me how you ended up joining the Everlasting Creed back then?

“Lu Yang-gege, I heard you formed your golden core faster than Elder Brother. What kind of golden core did you form?

“Can you really help people shave their heads?”

Lu Yang felt that he had been too lenient in assisting Meng Potian when he disciplined Meng Jingzhou earlier.

“Little Sister Jingyu, you have already drawn qi into your body?” Lu Yang noticed spirit energy fluctuations from Meng Jingyu. Although she wasn’t sixteen yet, starting cultivation a few months early was no issue.

“I’m already at the Qi Training Stage.” Meng Jingyu smiled proudly. Among her peers, she was the first to guide qi into her body. According to common parlance, she was at the Level Two Qi Training Stage.

After the welcome banquet concluded, Meng Potian ordered the servants to arrange a small courtyard for Lu Yang. Meng Jingzhou was next door, and beyond that was Meng Jingyu.

This clearly wasn’t the guest quarters but a place where only the Meng Family members had the right to reside.

“Your courtyard is quite clean.” Lu Yang smiled. Old Meng hasn’t been home for six years, yet the courtyard remains spotless, which goes to show the Meng Family’s care for him.

“Of course! After all, I am the Eldest Young Master. There must be someone cleaning here daily.” Meng Jingzhou grinned and walked into the courtyard, only to be deflected back by a force.

“What’s going on?” Lu Yang was surprised. Is the imperial city so dangerous? You can get attacked even within the Meng Estate?

“Damn it, who put a Spotless Incantation in my courtyard?” Meng Jingzhou was furious. This was clearly the effect of a Spotless Incantation, capable of repelling any foreign object from the courtyard.

Foreign objects included him, the owner of this very courtyard.

The fact that this Spotless Incantation could repel even me, a Double Infants old monster, indicates its high quality.

Meng Jingzhou tore off the Spotless Incantation posted at the entrance and successfully entered the courtyard.

The place Lu Yang stayed was likely cleaned daily. Not only was it clean, but it also didn’t have a Spotless Incantation.

Having settled their accommodations, Meng Jingzhou suggested giving Lu Yang a tour of the Meng Estate.

“This is the Martial Training Hall. Both direct and collateral branches of the Meng Family can cultivate here.”

On the arena stages, cultivators clashed with spells and mighty abilities. Although they couldn’t compare to Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, they were considered quite remarkable among cultivators of the same cultivation realm.

“These people are the future of the Meng Family. Our family has invested tremendous effort to nurture them, ensuring their cultivation bears fruit. Once their cultivation yields success, they can begin handling various family affairs, like loan issuance and debt collection.

“I heard my father and uncles also cultivated in this martial Training Hall back in the day. The lecturers here are all at the Fusion Stage.

“This is the academy. I possessed a lot of cultivation knowledge before joining the Dao-Seeking Sect, right? I learned it all here.”

The sound of students reading aloud echoed from within the academy. Through the window, Lu Yang saw Meng Jingyu swaying her head as she read, studying assiduously.

There were also places like the Pill Concoction Chambers, Artifact Refinement Chambers, and the Accounting Office. All the hundred arts of cultivation could find expression within the Meng Family, whose comprehensiveness was not inferior to the Dao-Seeking Sect’s.

“I can’t take you into this mountain; even I can’t enter.” Meng Jingzhou brought Lu Yang to the foot of the mountain. Its peak soared into the clouds and was no less imposing than Heaven’s Gate Peak.

“It’s said that this mountain is inhabited by the mighty experts of our Meng Family. I just don’t know how many are at the Transcendent Tribulation Stage.”

Before Meng Jingzhou began cultivating, he only knew that the Meng Family’s mighty experts stayed in the mountain, unsure of their cultivation realms. Now, with his broadened perspective and clear understanding of the Meng Family’s status as the number one ancestral clan, he believed the mountain housed Transcendent Tribulation experts, and more than one at that. Otherwise, given the Meng Family’s usual conduct, it would be difficult for them to establish a footing in the imperial city, let alone the cultivation world.

“Although I can’t take you in now, don’t worry. After I become the family head in the future, I promise to take you up the mountain for a tour.”

Lu Yang looked at Meng Jingzhou skeptically. “Someone with a Single’s Spirit Root can become the family head?”

A family head without a wife and children—how utterly selfless would that be?

Meng Jingzhou was extremely confident. “What are you saying? Once this young master becomes an immortal, why would a Single’s Spirit Root matter?”

“Single’s Spirit Immortal Root?”

“Get lost.”

“Speaking of which, your father’s name is quite domineering. Did your grandfather give it to him?” Lu Yang recalled that among the people he knew, no one had such an imposing name. They’re either called Huang Doudou or Bu Yaolian—names that clearly don’t sound like those of formidable powerhouses.

“It was indeed given by my grandpa, but the name’s meaning might be different from what you’re imagining.”

“How so?”

“My grandpa told me that on the day my father was born, the imperial city experienced a once-in-a-century downpour. My grandma also had a difficult labor and struggled to give birth to my dad.

“My grandpa couldn’t help out and could only pace around the courtyard. With the rain pouring then, his mood was particularly foul, and he cursed loudly, ‘Give me a break, Heaven! What kind of rotten weather is this?!”

“Coincidentally, right after my grandpa finished cursing, my dad was born.

“To commemorate that moment, my grandpa named my dad Meng Potian—break Heaven.”[1]

1. On the surface, the name Potian translates to “breaking the heavens.” The original Chinese sentence two paragraphs above is basically just “What kind of rotten weather is this?!” The character “po,” which means “to break,” can also mean “rotten/crappy.” The word for weather is “tianqi,” and “tian” means “sky” or “heaven.” In this particular sentence, the characters “po” and “tian” happened to end up side by side. Essentially, the reason for the name is completely different from what people would normally guess. ☜