Chapter 93: Offspring Issues, Vitality Breaks Three (asking for monthly ticket)

"Master of the house."

Zhou Shiqi suddenly opened his eyes, lowered his head slightly to look at Zhou Qingshan, and shouted.

"Seventeen, how do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?" Zhou Qingshan asked.

Zhou Shiqi spread out his hands and said in a loud voice: "Master, I don't know either."

He looked back and took two cautious steps in the small courtyard. The house next to him shook slightly. He lowered his head to look at the quilt covering his lower body.

“I don’t feel any discomfort in my body, and I’m incredibly strong. It’s just that my clothes can’t fit into me anymore. I can’t even squeeze into the door of my little room.” Zhou Shiqi looked down at his torn clothes and added with a wry smile.

Zhou Qingshan heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this and comforted him:

"The best news is that you are in good health. As for clothes, just ask Xie Meng's wife to sew you some clothes that fit you. As for a place to live, it shouldn't be a problem to build a tent in the yard for now."

"Giant bloodline?"

Mo Yanqiu, who rushed over after hearing the news, couldn't help but show surprise when he saw Zhou Shiqi's appearance.

Zhou Qingshan and Uncle Zhao turned around and gave him inquiring looks.

Mo Yanqiu explained: "There is a subsidiary tribe of the Long Ears Clan that focuses on warfare - the Mountain Giants. They are dozens of feet tall, with bronze skin and iron bones, and are extremely powerful. However, their numbers are extremely rare, and they were almost wiped out by the Flying Eagle Clan in a great battle."

The Flying Eagle Clan is the two largest vassal clans of the human race and serves as the human race's auxiliary troops.

One is the Flying Eagle Clan, and the other is the Dog-Tooth Clan. Together they are known as the eagle-dogs of the human race.

"Madam, I... I am a foreigner?"

Zhou Shiqi was shocked by this sudden truth. He fell to the ground in horror, his voice trembling.

Because of his great force, this action made Zhou Qingshan and Uncle Zhao feel a slight tremor in the ground, as if the entire ground was shaking the moment he sat down.

"Shiqi, calm down, don't worry, you are just a human with the blood of mountain giants." Mo Yanqiu knew that his words had scared the big guy, so he immediately spoke to comfort him.

"If you can condense the source blood, you are considered a human!"

"Source blood is formed by the condensation of human spirit, will and aura, which resists all external evils. The cultivation methods of foreign races can only condense into divine power, fighting spirit, magic power, magic power, etc., instead of the fusion of soul and flesh like our human race. Among the human race, there are many people with extraordinary talents like you, and they are not aliens."

Zhou Qingshan also took a step forward, walked to Zhou Shiqi's side, gently patted his broad shoulders, and encouraged:

"Seventeen, remember, no matter what your bloodline is, you are one of us."

Uncle Zhao also nodded in agreement: "Yes, Seventeen, your strength will surely shine in the defense of the territory."

Zhou Shiqi listened to their words, and the fear and confusion in his heart were gradually replaced by courage and determination. He slowly stood up, his three-meter-tall body standing like an iron tower, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

"I understand, Madam, Master of the House, Uncle Zhao. I will use my strength to protect our homeland and our people." His voice was firm and powerful.

Mo Yanqiu, Zhou Qingshan and Zhao Shu smiled at each other.

"Okay, Seventeen, go and adapt to your new body first," Zhou Qingshan suggested.

Zhou Shiqi nodded in agreement, and walked out of the courtyard carefully, fearing that his huge body would accidentally destroy everything around him. He passed through the gate of the outer courtyard and came to a wider open space.

The other people in the yard also followed out curiously, looking at Zhou Shiqi, who looked like a little giant, with amazement. In their eyes, there was no fear, only curiosity.

Some brave children recognized it was Brother Seventeen and ran forward excitedly, scrambling to climb onto his shoulders.

Faced with the children's approach, Zhou Shiqi dared not move, for fear that his actions would accidentally hurt these little ones.

It was not until Mo Yanqiu got the black gold mace of the rabbit tribe's deputy captain and let Zhou Shiqi feel his own strength that the children came down one by one and ran to their mothers.

"Madam, it's just right." Zhou Shiqi gently picked up the black gold mace and swung it briefly.

"This mace weighs about three thousand pounds, and Seventeen Qili should weigh over six thousand pounds." Mo Yanqiu judged.

"Seventeen, as soon as he condensed the source blood and awakened his bloodline, he has such strength. This mountain giant bloodline is really unique." Zhou Qingshan sighed.

Mo Yanqiu said: "There is no need to be envious. In fact, the alien races envy our human race's growth potential. This powerful race has bloodline restrictions, grows slowly, and rarely surpasses their ancestors. The tribe becomes weaker from generation to generation, and most of them will gradually disappear in history."

The alien races that have the methods of practicing cultivation are extremely powerful groups, with many masters, while the races that rely solely on the power of blood can only become vassal groups and can barely survive.

"Can Seventeen's mountain giant bloodline be further improved?" Uncle Zhao turned around and asked.

Mo Yanqiu thought about it and said affirmatively: "Master Zhao, the source blood can slowly stimulate potential. This bloodline should be able to continue to improve, but with Seventeen's bones and wisdom, it will be much slower."

Uncle Zhao understood.

He knew that Zhou Shiqi had huge potential.

Zhou Qingshan stepped forward and tapped Zhou Shiqi's stiff muscles, recalling the headache he once had trying to teach Zhou Shiqi how to read and write.

Seventeen is an abandoned baby that his father found in the wilderness fog. He has the worst spirituality, is stubborn, and has terrible martial arts skills. Unexpectedly, he is a hybrid of a human and a mountain giant. "Seventeen, although your path of cultivation may be full of challenges, the power you possess has surpassed that of an ordinary warrior in the realm of strongmen."

Mo Yanqiu said, with a hint of encouragement in her voice.
"If you have the right weapons, you can even fight against warrior-level opponents easily. Moreover, through the human race's training methods, once you are able to reach the level of a warrior, your strength will far exceed that of your peers."

Zhou Shiqi touched the back of his head and showed an honest smile on his face: "I know that I am not smart and learn things slowly, but I have strength and determination. I will work hard to practice and not let everyone down."

"Don't worry, next time I go to Black Cloud City I'll buy you a book on hammer, stick, axe and other simple real skills for you to practice."

Zhou Qingshan finished speaking with a smile, gave some encouraging words, and called the women in the family to help sew several large pieces of cloth together. Then he and Uncle Zhao built a three-meter-tall tent for Zhou Shiqi.

After doing all this, Zhou Shiqi stayed outside the yard alone to adapt to his suddenly increased strength.

Zhou Qingshan was about to turn around and return to the inner courtyard to continue his archery practice, but was stopped in time by Uncle Zhao.

Uncle Zhao pulled him aside and seemed to have something to say.

"Uncle Zhao, what's wrong?" Zhou Qingshan asked with a hint of confusion.

Uncle Zhao looked around cautiously, then lowered his voice and asked solemnly, "Master, when do you and the mistress plan to consider having an heir?"

Zhou Qingshan pondered for a moment and replied, "Well, there is no definite plan yet."

Uncle Zhao lowered his voice even lower, his expression revealing a seriousness that could not be ignored:

"Master, if Third Madam and Zhou Chengshan go with you on your next trip to Black Cloud City, you will be the only heir left in the family. The inheritance of the Zhou family's incense is a top priority and should not be taken lightly."

Zhou Qingshan frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he responded:
"Uncle Zhao, you also know that the territory has been undergoing many changes recently. Yan Qiu and I are responsible for protecting it and we dare not slack off. We have a plan. Once either Er Hu or Gao Fei Xue reaches the warrior realm, we will start considering having an heir."

Uncle Zhao's worry did not subside. He retorted anxiously, "It is so difficult to reach the warrior realm. It will take two or three years to achieve it. But the future is unpredictable. If something unexpected happens, the Zhou family needs a bloodline to carry on the legacy."

Zhou Qingshan patiently explained: "It won't take two or three years. With Feixue and Erhu's current talents and sufficient resources, they should be able to reach the level of warriors in a year if they practice every day."

Uncle Zhao still argued in a low voice: "Even so, plus the birth of an heir, wouldn't it take two years?"

He hesitated for a moment, then suggested: "Why don't the master marry another wife and concubine and add another room? Miss Feixue is very smart, but she is an outsider after all, and she knows the master's secret..."

Zhou Qingshan's face was solemn. He interrupted Uncle Zhao and said, "Uncle Zhao, I have my own considerations on this matter."

Uncle Zhao realized that he might have been too anxious and apologized quickly: "Master, I spoke out of turn."

Zhou Qingshan gently waved his hand, signaling Uncle Zhao not to blame himself: "Uncle Zhao, I understand what you mean, but marriage is a serious matter, not a joke, and should not be decided rashly."

Uncle Zhao saw that Zhou Qingshan had wavered, so he stopped talking and just looked at him deeply. Uncle Zhao bowed and quietly withdrew, leaving Zhou Qingshan some space to think.

He planned to mention this matter to Xiaoxiao and the mistress again.

……

……

A month passed quickly.

After practicing diligently every day, Zhou Qingshan finally made a breakthrough today and successfully condensed the source blood.

His mind moved slightly, and he immediately opened the chess piece panel, and a series of information appeared in front of him:

【Chess piece: Zhou Qingshan (only one).】

[Bonds: Unrivaled (Gold/Activated), Soul Lotus (Silver/Activated). ]

【Spirit, energy and spirit: 3.5558 (source blood).】

[Skills: Pharmacist (0/100), Seventy-two Moves of Flying Swallow Blade (Break Limit: Extreme Speed), Butterfly Step (47/100)]

【Essence: Seventy-nine pieces.】

……

With the help of the two major bonds, he made rapid progress, and his chess master's panel was different from that of other chess pieces.

Progress "one" is equivalent to getting started, progress "ten" is equivalent to minor success, and progress "ninety" is equivalent to major success. There is no bottleneck in martial arts yet.

Especially the Butterfly Flying Through Flowers Step, the progress "47" has reached the minor success level and is the best among the "Flowers".

With the help of the [Unparalleled] bond, even if his energy and spirit are only at level three, he can still fight for hundreds of rounds with Zhou Hu and Gao Feixue, two powerful warriors who are about to enter the warrior realm, without losing the upper hand.

Zhou Qingshan couldn't defeat the two men in a short time, and the two men couldn't defeat Zhou Qingshan either. You have to know that both of them were top-notch fighters who were only one step away from entering the realm of warriors, possessed great martial arts, and understood the profound meaning of martial arts.

This was even though the two were extremely familiar with Zhou Qingshan's martial arts. At the beginning, both of them had suffered great losses at the hands of Zhou Qingshan.

Zhou Qingshan said to Mo Yanqiu:
"Yanqiu, you will set off for Black Cloud City with the people from the Yunhe Chamber of Commerce tomorrow. I feel relieved that Erhu and Shiqi are at home."

(End of this chapter)