Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

Chapter 902 Strange Gaze

“Wow! He can understand you?” Chang Yue’er shouted in surprise, looking at Han Huang with fondness.

This kid was indeed cute.

As if understanding Chang Yue’er’s words, Han Huang actually flew out of Han Jue’s arms. Unfortunately, he grabbed his foot and pulled him back.

Han Huang frowned and reached out to grab him.

“This kid is quite fierce.”

Xuan Qingjun laughed. Han Jue slapped Han Huang’s butt loudly.

He could sense that Han Huang’s intelligence was not high. It was at most like a two- or three-year-old. However, his physical talent was high and he could instinctively control the changes.

Han Huang didn’t cry after being beaten by him. Instead, he stared at him with a very angry expression.

Han Jue was amused and slapped him again.

This kid still didn’t cry after ten consecutive slaps. He still stared at him.

“Oh my, what are you doing!”

Xing Hongxuan took Han Huang and glared at him.

Xuan Qingjun and the other two also started to blame him.

Han Jue was helpless and didn’t dare to refute.

Xuan Qingjun and the other two left after playing with the baby for a while.

Han Jue brought Xing Hongxuan and her son to the third Dao Field to see Qingluan’er and Han Qing’er.

“My second brother was born?” Han Qing’er shouted in surprise. Then, she went in front of Han Jue and looked at the swaddled Han Huang. Her eyes instantly lit up and she reached out to take him.

Qingluan’er held Xing Hongxuan’s arm and asked about the delivery.

Han Jue reminded her, “Be careful. Your second brother is a Freedom Sage. He might hurt you.”

“What? Freedom? Wasn’t he just born?”

Han Qing’er was shocked. The hand holding the swaddle trembled.

“After all, it has been nurtured for so many

years.”

“But this is…”

Han Qing’er couldn’t accept it. She had always thought that she was extremely talented, but she was simply inferior compared to Little Second.

Han Huang seemed to be amused by her expression. He chuckled and raised his two small hands, wanting to scratch her face.

Han Qing’er could only forcefully calm down upon seeing how cute he was.

She began to tease Han Huang.

Qingluan’er exclaimed, “Born as Freedom. He should be the number one in the Chaos,

right?”

Xing Hongxuan smiled. “Probably. Speaking of which, my cultivation level is also thanks to him.”

During the period when Han Huang was about to be born, her cultivation level also increased rapidly.

“Sister is really lucky.”

“No, Qing’er is so obedient. Although this kid is talented, he will definitely be a restless person in the future.”

“Bring him over if you have nothing to do in the future. I think Qing’er likes him very much.”

“I’ll stay here and see this kid grow up.”

“That’s great.”

Han Jue ignored the two women’s conversation and looked at Han Huang.

Han Qing’er raised him in the air and made him laugh even more.

The newly born Han Huang was already like a two-year-old. He looked innocent, but Han Jue felt that this kid was strange.

Not to mention the future he saw in the illusion, he didn’t cry when Han Jue hit him earlier. Instead, he stared at him without fear. That gaze was something.

This kid would probably scare others until their legs went weak when he grew up.

Han Jue thought silently.

He decided to accompany Han Huang as he grew up. He wouldn’t cultivate first. Anyway, twenty years was the blink of an eye for him.

Qingluan’er brought Han Huang to the other disciples to play. In the end, not long after, Han Huang accidentally injured a disciple. Fortunately, Han Jue was there. Otherwise, that disciple would have been slapped until his soul dissipated.

Han Jue was even more surprised.

Could it be that this kid could already tell his family apart?

Facing Han Qing’er, he was like an ordinary baby. Facing other disciples, his movements were heavy and he subconsciously wanted to use his Connate Dharmic powers.

Han Qing’er was shocked by Han Huang’s attack and did not know what to do.

Han Jue raised his hand and sucked Han Huang over.

Han Huang bared his fangs and brandished his claws. He was very dissatisfied to be grabbed by Han Jue after returning to his arms.

Xing Hongxuan walked over and frowned. “Husband, you have to discipline this kid well…”

She had also seen the scene just now. If not for her son, she would probably be as shocked as Han Qing’er.

Han Jue said, “I know.”

He looked around at the nearby disciples. All of them looked terrified and did not dare to approach.

Han Jue was helpless.

Indeed.

This kid was really a little overlord.

It was impossible for all children to be gentle towards him.

Just like that, Han Jue began to personally take care of Han Huang. Xing Hongxuan pulled Qingluan’er to the side of Han Jue’s Daoist temple and prepared to open a new Daoist temple. She couldn’t always cultivate under the tree. In any case, Xing Hongxuan did not like that.

Time passed quickly.

Two years passed in a flash.

Han Jue had always been staring at Han Huang, afraid that this kid would hurt someone.

He did not restrain Han Huang and usually let Han Qing’er play with him.

After two years, Han Huang looked to be three or four years old. He spoke in human language and his intelligence had reached the ten-year-old mark. He could communicate normally.

On this day.

Han Huang and Han Qing’er were under the old tree. Han Qing’er recounted what she had seen in the Immortal World. Han Huang lay in front of her, holding his cheeks with both hands and shaking his legs.

The two-year-old Han Huang wore a golden silk white robe. His pupils were purple, and he was cute and divine.

After growing up, he saw that Han Jue’s pupils were red, so he no longer hid his purple eyes.

Han Huang was puzzled upon hearing the story.

“Qing’er, why does that person want revenge?” Han Huang asked.

Han Qing’er smiled. “If someone kills me and our parents, would you want to kill that person?”

Han Huang tilted his head and said, “How can anyone kill you guys?”

Han Qing’er was stunned. “What if?”

“That’s not possible.”

“Why?”

“Because I will protect you.”

“There are many people stronger than you in the Chaos. Besides, you can’t stay with us forever.”

“Then, I’ll kill all the Chaotic lifeforms. This way, no one can kill you.”

“You…”

Han Qing’er was so angry that she raised her hand to hit him. However, on second thought, he was the elder brother. How could a younger sister hit her elder brother?

She then said, “You already want to kill without grudges, let alone him who has a blood feud.”

“No, he’s not worthy.”

“Why not?”

“He’s so weak. Why does he want to kill someone stronger than him and want others to help?”

“What nonsense are you saying? Should the weak be bullied by the strong?”

“What else?”

“Hehe. Then, what if you’re bullied by stronger people?”

“No, no one can bully me.”

Han Qing’er almost died of anger.

This kid was asking for a beating and had a problem with his brain.

At this moment, Han Jue walked over and said, “Huang’er, are you bullying your sister again?”

Han Huang hurriedly jumped up and scratched his head. “No way. How can I bully her? She’s the one who bullied me.”

He was most afraid of his father because only he dared to hit him. He couldn’t fight back, and it hurt every time.