Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 851: Chapter 331: Zhu Shun, Huang Tianxi, the Third Cold Yuan Banquet of Great Xia, and Xia Yuzong

Upon hearing the excited sound of his nephew running towards the gate, Zhu Shun couldn’t help but reveal a joyful smile.

Hoo…

The gate opened, and a small fist suddenly punched straight out, aiming squarely at Zhu Shun’s chest.

Zhu Shun raised his eyebrows, not blocking it with his hand, but instead relaxed his pores slightly, lowering the defense of his skin membrane, and smilingly used his chest to catch the fist.

Pa…

This ordinary punch naturally couldn’t cause any harm to Zhu Shun.

However, after catching this punch, Zhu Shun’s expression instantly froze, as he looked down at his less-than-nine-year-old nephew Huang Tianxi, his face full of shock.

“Eight thousand nine hundred pounds, good kid!”

Huang Tianxi was bare-chested, wearing only cotton pants, clearly having been cultivating just now. Seeing the shock on his uncle Zhu Shun’s face, a hint of pride appeared on his, he chuckled and said, “I told you, Uncle, you’d definitely be surprised this time!”

At this moment, Zhu Shun was not merely surprised; he knew very well what less-than-nine-years-old with 8,900 pounds of basic strength meant.

The current record for breaking through the Earth-digging Realm at the Martial Arts Academy is ten years and one month, according to Director Qiu’s words, breaking the ten-year record seems very difficult, currently no seedlings can be found throughout the camp.

If he remembered correctly, Huang Tianxi still had four months to go before turning nine, which meant his nephew had a full sixteen months to break the record.

This is practically a sure thing!

So those seedlings Director Qiu mentioned included his nephew.

“Good kid, how did you cultivate so fast?”

“With the lord’s grace and my father’s legacy, before breaking through to the Earth-digging Realm, not only do I have three days each month to cultivate at the Martial Arts Academy, but I can also receive three Beast Spirit Pills from the Camp Supply Department, and without having to serve, I can focus exclusively on cultivation, so this speed is to be expected.”

At this moment, Huang Tianxi’s demeanor had already returned to normal. Though young, he could switch his attitude effortlessly, and when he mentioned the lord and his father, a solemn expression appeared, forming a stark contrast to his previous impetuousness, making Zhu Shun, the uncle, somewhat uneasy.

But after listening to his nephew, Zhu Shun pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, “These are all external aids; your own talent and diligence are what’s most important. Your eldest cousin Zhu Shen, I can also send him to the Martial Arts Academy three times a month, and I often exchange Beast Spirit Pills and Beast Meat, refined salt for him at the Camp Supply Department. Yet he just broke through the Earth-digging Realm last month. Compared to you, he’s far behind!”

Zhu Shun wasn’t saying this to comfort his nephew.

His eldest son Zhu Shen is fourteen this year, just broke through the Earth-digging Realm; his second son Zhu Yun is twelve, with only 7,800 pounds of basic strength; his youngest daughter Zhu Wen just turned six, and her talent is still unclear.

These three children of his, in terms of their peer group in Xia City now, are indeed quite good, but compared to the top tier, they are evidently lacking.

His nephew Huang Tianxi’s talent is clearly comparable to the top tier.

Huang Yong truly has successors!

“Brother, why have you come?”

While Zhu Shun was sighing, his sister Zhu Mei had already walked out from the inner quarters.

Upon seeing Zhu Mei wearing the Ninth-rank Lady’s formal attire, Zhu Shun was momentarily stunned, then quickly reacted, asking with delight, “You also received the notification from the Camp Supply Department?”

“Xi’er is about to go to the main building for a banquet, and I’ve already prepared the clothes for you, quickly go change.”

“Got it, I’m going now.”

Zhu Mei motioned for her son to change his clothes first, then smiled and nodded to Zhu Shun in response, saying, “Received it; Director Qiu sent someone to notify us that all individuals with rank may bring family members to the banquet.”

With Zhu Mei’s confirmation, Zhu Shun’s face was instantly full of joy.

Huang Yong’s Ninth-rank Dark Feather Marquis title was posthumous, since he wasn’t around anymore, strictly speaking, the Huang Family didn’t hold a title, only Zhu Mei bearing the Ninth-rank Lady title. It’s normal for the Camp Supply Department to overlook this fact, yet who would have thought that Qiu Peng would extend such a considerate invitation to her.

The fact that a widow and her son can receive such importance undoubtedly increased Zhu Shun’s loyalty to the Great Xia. Though he is at Cold Resistance Level, he often risks his life outside, who could guarantee that he wouldn’t end up like Huang Yong someday?

Now knowing that even if he died in battle, his family would still receive attention and care from the camp made him feel far more comfortable.

Seeing that his nephew would need some time to change clothes, Zhu Shun paused for a moment, lowered his voice, and said, “A Yong’s inheritance and pension were considerable, but you and your son still need to continue living. The Camp Supply Department has just stipulated that after death, a title’s stipend can only be claimed for three more years; the mourning period is about to end in half a year. My previous suggestion, you…”

“Brother, don’t bring this up again!”

Zhu Mei’s expression suddenly sank, directly interrupting Zhu Shun, not allowing him to finish.

Zhu Shun’s countenance first froze, then anger surged on his face, continuing, “The lord made it clear during the Xia Li that once the mourning period is over, you can remarry. This is clearly targeting your situation; you’re only twenty-nine years old this year, do you really plan to live alone for the rest of your life?

Even if you can’t forget A Yong in the short term, at least give me an attitude, three years from now, five years from now, something, otherwise how can I be at ease?”

Zhu Mei’s face was full of stubbornness, lightly trembling lips, seeming to be intimidated by Zhu Shun’s anger, lowered her head and remained silent.