CHAPTER 100: CHAPTER 100: RETURNING THE FAVOR

This all seemed lengthy, but in fact, it happened in a blink of an eye as Fu Changsheng emerged from the underground and stood still.

The waiting Fu Changli immediately approached with curiosity, asking:

"Patriarch, is there something underground?"

Knowing more people meant more risk of exposing the secret beneath, and since he wasn’t sure what was below, he shook his head instead and instructed:

"Fourth Sister, you and Molan should return to Luofeng Mountain now, pack up your belongings, and move to Moon Lake on Niushou Mountain. Also, tell Grandmaster Yu to temporarily stop inscribing the Spirit Testing Platform and come to Niushou Mountain."

"Yes, Patriarch."

Molan and Fu Changli accepted the order and left.

After a while.

Grandmaster Yu, groggily, was nudged to Moon Lake by Fu Changli. Fu Changsheng cupped his hands and said:

"Grandmaster Yu, could you kindly check whether there are any flaws in this Mountain Protection Array of Niushou Mountain? Also, can the protection arrays of Luofeng Mountain and Niushou Mountain be combined into one?"

Niushou Mountain and Luofeng Mountain were originally one.

Back when the Shangguan Family allocated the territory, due to insufficient Spirit Veins, they were split into two.

Grandmaster Yu yawned:

"The Seven-Star Quicksand Array on your Luofeng Mountain was an ancient large protective array used to safeguard sects, not to mention including Niushou Mountain; it could even encompass the outside Changliu River, but to rearrange the array, especially as an Array-in-Array, it would take about a year or two."

"A year or two is nothing; I’ll trouble Grandmaster Yu to set up the array after completing the Spirit Testing Platform. Additionally, I asked Miss Hongyu to bring some fine Spiritual Wine for you from Wanning Marketplace, which I’ll present to you accordingly after she leaves seclusion."

Hearing about the wine.

Grandmaster Yu’s drowsiness vanished instantly, and he smiled, saying:

"Young Friend Fu, it’s a deal then."

After arranging with Grandmaster Yu.

Fu Changren, who arrived upon hearing the news, was moved to tears at the sight of the ninety acres of Spirit Field on Niushou Mountain:

"Patriarch, if our ancestors know that you have secured such a legacy for the Fu Family, they can rest in peace!"

Unfortunately.

He couldn’t help; even with the help of a Tier One Puppet, with the dozens of acres on Luofeng Mountain, it would be over a hundred acres, and managing them with just a puppet was overwhelming.

He never thought there would be a day with more Spirit Fields than he could handle.

He was both crying and laughing for a moment.

Fu Changsheng pondered for a moment and said:

"Big Brother, you continue to manage the Spirit Field on Luofeng Mountain; I have another candidate for the ninety acres here on Niushou Mountain."

Fu Changren, being mana-less, contributed nothing to the attack on the Zhang Family, so he dared not question Fu Changsheng’s words. He simply followed any instruction given, often worried about doing poorly and burdening the clan.

Assigning clan miscellaneous affairs to Molan.

When Fu Changsheng descended from Niushou Mountain.

He heard the sound of hoofbeats approaching; it was the newly appointed Mayor Fu riding a Thousand-Mile Horse, a prominent martial arts master in the secular world with full Innate cultivation.

After Fu Changsheng took over as patriarch.

He specifically selected a group of clansmen with martial arts talent from those without Spiritual Roots, cultivated them, and granted them Spirit Medicine once the family’s situation improved. Now, nearly a hundred Innate Experts existed.

The steed stopped from afar.

Mayor Fu dismounted swiftly, walked quickly over, and cupped his hands to Fu Changsheng, saying:

"Patriarch, the direct line of the Zhang Family is entirely confined, and the collateral family members are being watched by others. Please instruct what should be done next."

Fu Changsheng moved his lips.

Mayor Fu trembled slightly after hearing it, then left with his orders.

With only about a year left until Qingcheng Mountain opens, Fu Changsheng did not want to waste time on miscellaneous affairs, but he personally needed to find the right person for Niushou Mountain’s ninety acres of Spirit Field.

Most importantly, the clan’s Contribution Points were already depleted, and he needed to gather enough Merit Points before entering Qingcheng Mountain to exchange for critical intelligence at crucial times.

Riding on the Flying Ship.

About three hours later.

The Flying Ship landed on a Qiuli Mountain.

The mountain had thin Spiritual Qi, which, although not as good as a Tier One Spirit Vein, was much stronger than that in the secular world.

Qiuli Mountain was under the stewardship of Fairy Lady Cai and her husband.

On Qiuli Mountain, three or four Purple-horned Deer could be seen leisurely grazing on fresh grass.

At the mountain’s summit stood a wooden house.

Surrounded by a simple Defense Array.

Inside the array.

Chen Dazhu, with a bitter expression, said:

"I say, you old gal, we’ve been planting Red Marrow Rice all our lives, and now you want us to join Old Qiu’s hunting team... I’m afraid we might go there alive and come back dead."

Fairy Lady Cai was packing her belongings.

Paying no heed to Chen Dazhu’s complaints.

Annoyed by the nagging, she sternly retorted:

"If we don’t hunt, what else can we do?"

"Continue helping others grow Red Marrow Rice, of course."

"You’ve been saying that for five or six years now, and we’ve been idle for just as long, yet I haven’t seen you find a Main Family willing to take us in. Continuing like this, the two of us drinking the northwest wind is one thing, but do you want to make Jade Lotus suffer with us? Jade Lotus’ medicine cannot be stopped, you know that, so while we two old ones can still move, hunting on the mountain can help Jade Lotus save up a little foundation, and when our end comes, at least Jade Lotus won’t be without Spirit Stones to buy medicine."

Mentioning Jade Lotus.

Chen Dazhu’s face became even more forlorn.

Their daughter had been sickly since birth, having seen countless doctors and consumed numerous Spirit Medicines and Spirit Pills with no improvement. Otherwise, the couple wouldn’t have spent so diligently all their lives, only for their cultivation to remain at the third or fourth layer of Qi Cultivation, as all their earnings had been poured into the bottomless pit of Jade Lotus.

Reflecting carefully.

He realized there hadn’t been a single easy day in his life:

"Why is my life so bitter!"

He tacitly agreed to form a hunting team with Fairy Lady Cai and Old Qiu.

While lamenting the unfairness of life, he suddenly shuddered, "Old woman, is that not a Flying Ship docked outside?"

Fairy Lady Cai continued preparing the provisions for their mountain trip.

Without lifting her head.

Their desolate Qiuli Mountain, an open place even Tribulation Cultivators would ignore, wouldn’t likely attract someone with a Flying Ship.

This old man is clearly daydreaming.

As she was busy.

Suddenly.

A familiar yet strange voice came from above:

"Is Fellow Daoist Cai home?"

Fairy Lady Cai’s body trembled, and she quickly lifted her head.

Indeed, there was a Flying Ship parked outside the small wooden cabin, and the young man atop the ship was none other than Fu Changsheng, the Patriarch of the Fu Family, who had once helped them avoid disaster.

Fairy Lady Cai quickly wiped her hands, cast a Technique on the Defense Array, and walked briskly to greet:

"I didn’t know our benefactor was coming; forgive us for not welcoming you earlier, please forgive us!"