I'm an Immortal Descendant

Upon opening the painting, Zhang Xuan realized that they were actually very healthy objects.

The children played games.

The children do housework with their mother.

The children were on a spring tour.

Sister Lee said to Wang Yu in a soft voice: "Now, even I am watching her closely so that she won't draw some strange things."

So it was banned by the Sister Lee.

This was understandable. For a child to draw those things, even for a mother to be worried about them, it was normal to forbid her from painting.

"Mom, what's the painting for today?" Xiao looked at Sister Lee.

"Can you draw our new home?"

"Alright."

Sister Lee's face was filled with worry, she softly said to Wang Yu: "A few days ago, Xiao drew a very terrifying murder."

"Murder?"

Wang Yu said: "Is that painting still there?"

"I tore the picture out." On that day, Sister Lee couldn't help but tear the painting from the painting booklet and give a good beating. She would then set a rule and decide what to paint in the future.

"Can I have a look?"

"I'll find it for you."

Not long after, the Sister Lee returned.

"That's it."

Sister Lee had wanted to take this painting out for Wang Yu to see, she was worried about Xiao's condition.

The picture depicted a person lying in the void, with a dagger stabbed into his chest, blood flowing out.

Wang Yu looked at it and immediately felt dizzy.

He was shocked. It was the awakening of divine retribution.

What was going on? This was only a painting drawn by Xiao, but it had aroused the Heaven Calculating Awakening?

Was it the relationship between the contents of the painting?

Wang Yu hurriedly looked at the picture again, but the more he wanted to see the result, the more dizzy he felt. In the end, he could only give up.

It was indeed the awakening of the Divine Arithmetic.

"Yu, you scared too?"

Wang Yu shook his head lightly. He couldn't even see clearly, how could he be frightened?

He was just feeling a bit uncomfortable after activating the Heaven's Divination.

He might even have felt his anger drop again.

Ye Zichen called up the data and looked at it.

VIP: Level 4.

"Qi Sense: 3220/16480"

He really did drop it. It should have dropped 1000 points.

One awakening.

Heaven's Gaze: 5 points.

"Hmm? Why did it increase by 5 points? "

Previously, Wang Yu had never paid attention to the number of people looking at the sky.

What was going on?

Could it be that an ancient treasure not being part of the calculation of the heavens, would stimulate the Heaven Calculating Awakening Ability to become stronger?

How else could he explain it?

The more he thought about it, the more Wang Yu felt that it was possible.

Once for a cat, once for a Skill Storing Sword, once for Feng Rou's clothes. This picture of Xiao's happened to be drawn four times, which was an increase of four points.

Wang Yu's heart was filled with joy. He finally knew how to raise Heaven's Will …

However, he still had to find an ancient item in order to confirm his suspicions.

In addition, Wang Yu also noticed a change that he did not notice before.

A heavenly calamity had awoken.

Lightning Punishment: 104 points.

The Lightning Punishment's power had also increased by 4 points.

These 4 points are linked to the 4 points increase in Heaven's Calculus. There seems to be a faint connection between these two points.

One type of awakening power would increase, and the other type of awakening power would increase as well. This was the case even if one wanted to awaken their mind and create an awakening. Once the awakening increased, the power of the mind cutting technique would also become stronger.

This discovery was quite a pleasant surprise to Wang Yu.

There was such a connection between Heaven Calculating and Heaven's Punishment.

In the future, as long as one ability can be upgraded, the other one can be upgraded as well. This greatly increases the efficiency of one's cultivation, and it is even more exciting than having the effect doubled.

"Yu, what do you think we should do? Should we find a therapist?" Sister Lee had a worried look.

"It can't be."

Xiao was definitely not mentally ill.

"Mom, I've finished painting."

Sister Lee took it and looked, Wang Yu also went over.

The drawing was very rough and lacked spiritual energy.

Of course, the greatest spirituality of a child was strangled, and the things drawn were obviously rubbish.

However, Sister Lee would rather Xiao not have the talent to draw, than to have Xiao draw all that mess.

In the evening, Wang Yu brought Sister Lee to eat a buffet with him.

Xiao's darling liked to help herself.

It was a great feeling to be able to take what one saw.

On the other hand, Wang Yu was sitting and chatting with Sister Lee.

"Yu, when are you going to start studying soon?" Sister Lee asked.

"School?"

What are you still studying for? I'm rich now, and I'm married to a rich woman.

What many people struggle for all their lives to obtain.

He actually had them all before he was 18 years old.

Money and money, women and women.

Life is as lonely as snow!

"Yeah, I'm in college."

However, it didn't seem like a good idea to eat and play all day long. He might as well go to university and roam around for a bit.

In the future, he would also have a diploma from Dongjiang University.

Moreover, the key to this matter was to coax the wealthy woman.

But up until now, other than those two times, the wealthy lady had not allowed him to sleep.

This was very dangerous.

As a pretty boy, the most important thing to make a rich woman happy was to make her sleep comfortably.

Well, that's dangerous.

That same day, Wang Yu made a move when he returned home, and secretly opened Feng Rou's wardrobe.

He wanted to hide Feng Rou's clothes, or even throw it away.

After that, he took the opportunity to make Feng Rou sleep. No, sleeping with him was more comfortable for him now.

"Wang Yu, did you see my training clothes?"

Wang Yu was seriously swiping his phone, his heart beating wildly.

How and how?

A lie? Say I didn't see it?

I hid it.

Wang Yu said: "I'm hiding."

When a man should lie, he would not be vague, but he could not lie about trivial matters. If he lied too much, he would lose all credibility.

"Oh?" Feng Rou nodded lightly. At least you know your place: "Where are you hiding?"

Wang Yu said, "Since you're hiding, why would I tell you?"

"Come on, Boss Feng Rou, use whatever method you have, in any case, I won't return the clothes to you even if I'm beaten to death."

Feng Rou was a little dumbstruck.

Stealing someone's clothes and still acting so righteously?

What the hell was this cheap husband's brain made of?

"If you like it, you can keep it."

With that, Feng Rou walked out of the room and headed towards the cultivation room.

Although his clothes were gone, he couldn't stop his cultivation.

But on the same day, Feng Rou returned, her entire body was filled with all kinds of scars, there were sharp blades, there were even scratches left behind by the rocks, and there were even burning wounds.

Wang Yu was curious in his heart, what exactly was the situation inside the cultivation room, and how did he train it to a point where he was covered in wounds.

On the second day, Wang Yu returned the training clothes to Feng Rou.

This training uniform was very mysterious, impervious to water and fire. It was also very tough, and it had a very strong defense when worn.

Feng Rou was dressed in her training clothes and when she came out again, her body was in perfect condition.

"Why did you give it back to me?" Feng Rou asked.

Wang Yu said, "It doesn't matter whether you wear it or not."

In any case, he wasn't wearing it, so facing her beautiful back, Wang Yu didn't have the guts to do so.

As a result, that night, Feng Rou changed into her training clothes when she went to sleep.

She didn't wear it either.

Wang Yu felt that this rich woman, Feng Rou, was simply too wicked.

All of these meant to humiliate others.

You think I don't dare to force you to sleep?

We are husband and wife, if I were to force you to sleep, what can you do?

Thus, Wang Yu's hand, stretched out and rested on Feng Rou's soft and small waist …