Chapter 375: Live Well

Words : 1217 Updated : Oct 11th, 2025

"Ancestor, Chang'an has been blessed with a son. Please, Ancestor, bestow a name upon the child." There was also a small ancestral hall in the fishing village. When night came, Qingyu went into the ancestral hall and knelt before Li Wei. Li Wei watched from within the ancestral hall. Actually, during his years of cultivation, he would still occasionally come to this Fishing Village to take a look. Although Qingyu had taken Li Chang'an away from the family to live an ordinary life, venerating the ancestors each year was still a tradition. It was just that after so many years had passed, Li Chang'an still didn't know his identity as a member of the Li family. "Bestow a name?" Li Wei pondered for a moment. In the ancestral hall, the ancestral spirit tablet floated into the air, leaving three characters behind in mid-air. Li Xingchen. "Thank you, Ancestor, for bestowing the name!" Qingyu was overjoyed, her eyes brimming with tears. All these years of living an ordinary life in the small fishing village, the Ancestor had still been sheltering her and her child. She knew clearly that if the family wanted to stop them, based on the family's current power, they could find mother and son at any time. This time, Li Wei stayed here for several days. He watched this family's life; it was very ordinary, and also very warm. At this moment, Li Chang'an was in the room, happily holding the child. His wife lay in bed, watching the father and son tenderly. Sёarch* The Nôvelƒire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "Little Xingchen, Little Xingchen, you have a name now too! In the future, how about becoming the best fisherman in the surrounding villages, just like Dad?" Li Chang'an grinned at the child in his arms. Li Wei looked at this child's past experiences. The kid's aptitude was quite good; he had dual spirit roots. Qingyu also had a very intelligent nature and had educated Li Chang'an well, allowing him to cultivate techniques and martial arts, though he always kept it hidden from others. He was now at the sixth layer of Qi Refining. He was very honest, and known as the best fisherman in the surrounding villages. When he was only fifteen, the matchmakers from all around almost wore down the threshold of the small fishing village. But Li Chang'an was wholeheartedly devoted to Liu Xiaofang from the old Liu family, who lived two alleys away from his home. Now, they were very happily married. Although Liu Xiaofang had an ordinary appearance, her personality was extremely good. She didn't have the elegant sewing skills expected of girls raised in wealthy homes, but she was an exceedingly kind and gentle girl, even rescuing small injured animals in the fishing village. Just as Li Wei was silently blessing their family and about to return to the main family [base] to continue cultivating, he paused abruptly. He saw Li Chang'an, sleeves rolled up to his elbows and dressed in plain cloth, walk out of the small tavern. His demeanor was extremely calm and steady, taking after Qingyu's temperament. He walked to the tavern entrance, squatted down in front of the drunkard who was shouting and begging, and habitually handed a wine gourd filled with wine to the drunkard. The drunkard started to thank him with a beaming smile, but the next moment, his expression slightly froze. Li Chang'an was heard saying: "Old Senior, you were already here at the entrance when Chang'an was still a child. Chang'an has already grown up, and not a single person of your age is left in the village, yet you still look full of vigor and vitality. A pot of wine a day, never missed." "Good wine, good wine!" The drunkard simply took a fierce gulp of wine, pretending to be crazy and drunk. Li Chang'an remained calm. "From childhood until now, it's not that I haven't encountered dangers, but with you around, Old Senior, I was always able to turn peril into safety. Some years ago, the village was threatened by bandits. I led the village men to fight desperately. By the time we arrived the next day, the bandit stronghold had been wiped out. I asked around, and the villagers said you, old sir, had also left for a while." "There is never help without reason in this world; at least, I don't believe so. I started cultivating since I was young. Mother also possesses techniques and martial arts so precious others wouldn't even dare to imagine them. I can feel that Mother is hiding something from me, and so are you." "When I was little, I would ask why I had never seen my father. She absolutely refused to speak of it. Now I've grown up, and I want to know..." "What truly is my surname?" "..." Li Chang'an kept asking. Above in the small tavern, Qingyu frowned, looking down below. No matter how low Li Chang'an's voice was, it couldn't escape the ears of Qingyu, who had now cultivated to the mid-Golden Core stage. Downstairs, the drunkard continued to pretend to be crazy and act dumb under Li Chang'an's questioning gaze. However, none of them saw that on a nearby street, a coffin-carrying man was holding an exceptionally beautiful woman, lingering there for a long time. "Husband, let's just stay a few more days." Xu Cuihua's gaze was gentle. "Let's not disturb their family. Let them live peacefully and safely; they lack nothing here." Li Dalong smiled and nodded. "Perhaps ordinariness is true happiness. We didn't have a choice, but I hope they can always live without worries." People came and went on the street, as if the two of them didn't exist. That night, the drunkard squatting at the street corner was stunned. In the darkness, he saw the couple's figures. He was so agitated that the wine he had drunk over the past few days almost sprayed out. "It's been almost twenty years! Do you know how I've gotten through these years?" That night. Qingyu, holding Li Xingchen inside the small tavern, also flew up. Searching through the darkness, she didn't find the figures of Li Dalong and his wife. She only picked up a storage ring from the ground, which was filled with resources and treasures that could make a Nascent Soul faction go mad with greed, along with a slip of paper. [Live well] Qingyu knelt facing the southern border of the Azure Dynasty, weeping profusely. Before many days had passed, the old beggar squatting outside the small tavern left. A great thunderstorm raged in the sea region near Fishing Village, causing the villagers of Fishing Village to be greatly amazed. Not long after, having disappeared for a few days, the filthy old beggar returned to his original spot to beg again. --- Donate on Ko-fi ➡️ [https://ko-fi.com/darktea] ⬅️ Get Early Access to 40 Chapters: Search for "Dark Tea" on Ko-fi (Explore tab) and join my membership to read ahead!

Chapter 375: Live Well

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