Jianchen ate lunch with Rothko's family at an old wooden table in a clean wooden hut. The food was extremely simple. There were only a few plates of vegetables they had grown and a small plate of wild beast meat.
There were only four people in Rothko's family. Other than the two of them, there were only two ten-year-old children.
The couple constantly chatted with Jianchen at the table, but they did not mention Jianchen's injuries or family matters. They only asked Jianchen about the current situation on the Tian Yuan Continent and some interesting matters. After all, the Tian Yuan Continent was extremely dangerous. Rothko's wife, Fang Hui, had grown up in a mountain village. She had basically never ventured out in the past few decades. As for Rothko, he had once been a mercenary, but ever since his Saint Weapon shattered and he became a cripple, he had remained in the mountain village for over a decade. He had never ventured out during that time, so he was extremely curious about the outside world.
Jianchen had only ventured out for a year or two on the Tian Yuan Continent, and he had stayed in a small, remote town during that time, but he did not hide anything from the couple. He would answer their questions from time to time as well.
After the meal, Jianchen strolled around the other parts of the village under Rothko's lead. He got to know many of the people who lived in the village, and he gained a better understanding of the place.
This was a village called the Huang Clan. It was said that it had existed for over a hundred years. It had been founded by a person with the surname Huang a hundred years ago. In the beginning, it only had a few people living in a small courtyard. Although it had developed over a hundred years ago, it had only expanded to around thirty households. The total population was only around a hundred people. Excluding the elderly, children, and frail women, there were only thirty or forty strong young men.
All the people in the village made a living by farming. Occasionally, there would be a few young men who would go to the nearby river to hunt some wild beasts or catch some fish from the nearby river. This was how they made a living, living a life that did not involve themselves in worldly affairs.
Rothko walked through the entire village with Jianchen in the afternoon. He basically introduced everyone in the village to Jianchen, and they only finished in the evening.
At night, Rothko returned home with Jianchen. The five of them sat at the same table and ate dinner. The dinner was extremely simple, consisting of a bowl of rice and some vegetables.
At this moment, a boy beside Jianchen suddenly raised his head and looked at Jianchen. He said timidly, "Brother Jianchen, I heard from my father that you're very powerful, right?" The girl beside Fang Hui also raised her head when she heard the boy's words. She stared at Jianchen curiously with her large, black eyes.
The boy's name was Luo Jia, and the girl had the exact same name as the boy — Luo Jia. They were Rothko's two children.
Jianchen immediately turned to the boy upon hearing this. He smiled, and said, "Little Jianchen, the outside world is very big, and there are countless people who are more powerful than me. Once you become more powerful, you'll be able to see the outside world."
As soon as Jianchen finished speaking, Rothko's daughter, Luo Jia, couldn't help but ask, "Brother Jianchen, who is more powerful than my father?"
Rothko chuckled when he heard this. He looked at his two children with a gentle gaze and said, "Jiajia, don't underestimate brother Jianchen. He may not be as old as me, but he's much more powerful than your father."
Fang Hui's eyes immediately lit up when she heard that. She said to Jianchen, "Jianchen, if you don't mind our poverty, why don't you stay here? The Tian Yuan Continent is just too dangerous. Although life here is dull, it's still safe. I'll go to the village next door to find you a younger and prettier girl so you can get married."
Jianchen bitterly smiled when he heard Fang Hui's words. Fang Hui's words were becoming more and more ridiculous. "Thank you for your good intentions, sister-in-law, but I still have many things to do outside, so I can't stay here for too long," Jianchen bitterly smiled.
"That's enough. He has his own matters to attend to. A young man like him should spend more time on the Tian Yuan Continent because that's the stage for men. Stop wasting time here," Rothko said. After all, he was once a mercenary who had roamed the Tian Yuan Continent before, so he was much more open-minded.
Fang Hui angrily glared at Rothko. She also felt rather disappointed inside. She had thought that if she could keep Jianchen, who was stronger than her husband, in the village, the men of the village would be able to hunt even more in the future.
After dinner, Jianchen returned to the wooden hut he had stayed in for a few days to rest. The hut had originally been used to store miscellaneous items, but Rothko had cleared it out due to Jianchen's arrival. He had even prepared a bed for Jianchen to rest on.
Closing the rather old wooden door, Jian Chen returned to the somewhat sturdy wooden bed and sat down. He then took out a few Class 3 Monster Cores from his Space Pouch and held them in his hands, immediately beginning to cultivate.
In the past half a month, Jianchen had completely removed the hidden problems within his body, so he could increase his strength as much as he wanted now. He no longer needed to worry about increasing his strength too quickly and causing the problems within him to worsen.
The energy within the monster cores was absorbed by Jianchen at an extremely terrifying rate. As soon as the energy entered Jianchen's body, the berserk factor within the energy was immediately absorbed by the two specks of light in his dantian, along with at least eighty to ninety percent of the energy.
Perhaps it was because Jianchen was absorbing the energy much faster than before. Although the two specks of light in his dantian had absorbed most of the energy from the monster cores, Jianchen was able to receive ten to twenty percent of the energy. It was no longer like when he had just become a Saint, where he could only receive one percent of the energy.
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