After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 926 Nie Liangyun's ancestral craftsmanship, Chen Yang's scheme!

"Grandmaster?"

Chen Yang heard no sound from the other end and thought the connection had been lost.

"Hold it in."

A sharp rebuke came from the other side, giving off a sense of exasperation.

"What?"

Chen Yang paused and said.

Xuan Jing said, "Hold it in. It's fine if your mental state breaks through, but your cultivation level can't break through any further. If you're going to break through, you have to do it after you come out of the Nine Elders Cave. The Nine Elders Cave rarely opens, so don't waste this opportunity. Do you hear me?"

The voice was unusually stern, as if he could reach over the phone and spank Chen Yang if he didn't agree.

"I'll try my best..."

"Not just try, definitely."

"Okay, definitely, definitely."

Chen Yang nodded in agreement, then asked with a puzzled look, "Master, what's the situation inside the Nine Elders Cave? What opportunities are there? Isn't it just a place for self-reflection and meditation?"

"You don't know anything about chickens. Don't ask, you'll find out when the time comes."

Hyun Jung swore and hung up the phone without saying another word.

"sweat!"

Chen Yang's forehead was covered in black lines; this monk was truly unpredictable.

Could it be that he knows I'm about to break through to the Dao True Realm and is jealous?
Indeed, jealousy can distort a person beyond recognition.

It seems we'll have to hold off for a while.

Hyun-jung told him herself, how could he not keep it to himself?
But can you really suppress something like this?
"Oli Gei is already blocking the doorway, are you going to hold back any longer?"
Some things are beyond our control; once our emotions reach a breaking point, we can't help but push through.

Unless, from now on, I stop cultivating.

But who knows when Jiulao Cave will open?
Anyway, let it be. What's meant to be yours will be yours, and what's not meant to be yours, you can't force it.

As for opportunities, it seems that the best thing about his journey has been opportunities.

……

-

The following day, Fushuang Town.

Fushuang Town belongs to Emei Mountain. It is close to Huangjia Village, but a bit far from Jiapigou.

People from Jiapigou usually go to Pingqiang Town for the market, while more people from Huangjia Village go to Fushuang Town.

Both Fushuang Town and Pingqiang Town hold a market every two days, but one operates on odd-numbered days and the other on even-numbered days.

Today is July 19th, an odd-numbered day, which happens to fall in Fushuang Town.

The town was bustling with people, full of lively atmosphere.

Huang Can also came, driving his newly bought car, with his sister's family in to visit relatives in Hongshi Village, Sipanshan, to see his second uncle, Xu Dadong.

Most likely, they just want to show off.

Chen Yang parted ways with him in town and went to the Nie family's funeral shop.

Fushuang Town is small, with only a few streets running horizontally and vertically. Nie Liangyun's funeral parlor was located on East Street, not far from the town's only township hospital.

Nie Liangyun, holding a bowl of noodles, squatted on the curb slurping his noodles. He seemed to spot Chen Yang in the distance, so he quickly got up and went back inside, about to lower the roller shutter.

Chen Yang got out of the car, took a quick step forward, and used one hand to stop the descending roller shutter door.

"Old Nie, what are you doing? Aren't you welcoming me?" Chen Yang was truly dumbfounded. Was there really someone in this world who would turn away the God of Wealth?
Nie Liangyun's old face twitched, thinking to himself, "You know that already, why are you asking?"

But he still feigned a hint of surprise on his face, "It's you, kid. I thought it was someone else?"

The kid was strong, and he couldn't beat him at all. He loosened his grip, and the lowered roller shutter was pushed up again.

Nie Liangyun walked inside carrying the bowl, saying, "What are you doing here? Once something leaves my shop, there's no going back, and a refund is out of the question!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It turns out the old man was worried that I would ask him for a refund.

The old man made a fortune renting the mountain-driving whip from him last time; hundreds of millions of dollars were already in his pocket. Given the old man's money-grubbing nature, how could he possibly give it away again?

Chen Yang said, "What money are you asking for? Did I come here to give you money?"

"Give money?"

Nie Liangyun paused, turning back to look at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang looked at him with a smile, "Do you want money or not?"

Nie Liangyun's pale eyebrows shot up, and he slammed the bowl of noodles on the table beside him. "I don't have anything good to give you anymore..."

This little guy is truly both lovable and infuriating. He comes by every now and then, and each time he comes, he always manages to take something from him that he shouldn't have taken out. But this little guy is rich, and he keeps using money to exploit his weaknesses, forcing him to make decisions against his ancestors time and time again.

He didn't have much left from his ancestors, and he's sold it all off.

"Old Nie, don't make our relationship sound so vulgar. Just because I give you money doesn't mean I have to take anything from you. Can't I just give it to you for free?" Chen Yang said with a smile.

"You're not my grandson, why are you being so filial to me for no reason? I think you just have too much money to burn, trying to make fun of me first thing in the morning!"

Nie Liangyun rolled her eyes at him, "Hurry up and tell me, what do you want this time?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang stopped joking with him. "I heard from my uncle that your family has a family tradition of making 'ghost money'..."

"Not for sale."

Before Chen Yang could finish speaking, Nie Liangyun stretched out his neck and uttered two words with a firm and resolute attitude, cursing, "That Huang Daolin, his mouth is even looser than mine, he says everything..."

This kid has even set his sights on our family's traditional crafts. Is this something that can be passed on to outsiders so easily?

As the saying goes, "Teach your apprentice and you'll starve yourself." This is all the knowledge passed down from our ancestors. Do you think I can be won over by a little favor from you?
Nie Liangyun gritted his teeth, determined to stick to his principles and uphold his bottom line this time.

Chen Yang chuckled dryly and said, "Old Nie, let me finish. I was just asking, I didn't say I wanted to buy your craft..."

"Not buying?"

Nie Liangyun raised an eyebrow and looked at Chen Yang with some surprise.

"Not buying."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Seeing Chen Yang's resolute expression, Nie Liangyun felt a little disappointed.

Chen Yang said, "Isn't this the Yin month? I'm asking you to buy some specially made Yin money to use for ancestral worship when I go back..."

He hadn't even determined what would bring feedback to the fire offering technique, whether it was money made by Nie Liangyun, so how could he hastily buy Nie Liangyun's method of making yin money?
Knowing the old man as he did, Chen Yang figured he could bribe him with money until he agreed, but the old man would definitely ask for an exorbitant price. What if he spent a lot of money to buy something useless? Wouldn't he be a sucker?

He has money, but he doesn't spend it like this.

So, let's get some goods back and test them first.

If it proves to be effective, then we can discuss the future.

"That's it?"

Nie Liangyun looked at Chen Yang with suspicion. This kid came over so early in the morning, was he really just here to buy some ghost money?
Why does it feel like it's not that simple?

Chen Yang spread his hands, "I don't want regular ghost money, I want the special kind you make..."

Nie Liangyun was still somewhat skeptical, but he said anyway, "Sure, but we're out of stock right now. If you want it, you'll have to wait a few more days..."

"Uh, no stock?" Chen Yang looked at him in surprise.

Nie Liangyun nodded, "The price is too high, no one buys. I only make a small amount each year, keeping some for my own family and selling the rest to discerning regular customers. This month is an unlucky month, so it's all sold out..."

"Oh……"

Chen Yang paused, this was unexpected, and immediately asked, "If we do it now, how long will it take to get the goods?"

"Making this kind of 'ghost money' is troublesome. Just tell me how much you need, and I'll get it for you. If it's a small amount, it'll take three to five days; if it's a large amount, it's uncertain. However, it won't be cheap..."

"How much is considered 'too little'? And how is the price calculated?"

"The price is one-to-one with cash, one yuan of cash for one yuan of 'yin' banknotes. I also have to charge a processing fee, so you'll have to give me two yuan for each 'yin' banknote. Making this stuff is very mentally taxing, as you know. I don't have much cultivation, it's all handmade, so my abilities are limited. It takes three days to make a batch, and I can only make a maximum of one million. After that, I'll need to rest for at least half a month to recover my strength. So, you also have to give me some 'nutritional fee'..."

"Also, if it's ingots, then we'll charge according to the normal gold price, and calculate the price by weight. A shipment of ingots will weigh about two jin (1 kg), and it will take about three days. This is my limit..."

……

Chen Yang's mouth was slightly agape as he listened to the long, rambling explanation of processing fees and nutrition fees—every word revolved around money. "So? Still want it?"

After Nie Liangyun finished speaking, he looked at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang snapped out of his daze and closed his mouth.

This old man is really obsessed with money.

However, for Chen Yang, this is a good thing. If something can be solved with money, then it's not a problem.

He was too lazy to haggle with Nie Liangyun and said directly, "I'll give you five million. Give me some Yin paper money and some silver ingots, you can decide the quantity yourself. Get them out for me as soon as possible, okay?"

It was originally intended for experiments, so Chen Yang didn't care about the quantity, as long as the old man didn't behave too badly.

"Ah."

Nie Liangyun nodded. "I need to go to the provincial capital in the next few days..."

What are you going to the provincial capital for?

"My granddaughter-in-law is giving birth, I need to go and take care of her..."

"Hey."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang chuckled, "You're really something. Your granddaughter-in-law is having a baby, what can you, an old geezer, do to take care of her?"

“Taking money to take care of him is still taking care of him. Can’t I go see my great-grandson?” Nie Liangyun glared at him.

"Go, go, go."

Chen Yang shrugged. "Then I congratulate you in advance. But don't forget about my matter, old man..."

"Okay, I'll pick up the goods in ten days at the latest, and I'll call you then."

Nie Liangyun ignored Chen Yang, picked up the remaining half bowl of noodles on the table, slurped a couple of mouthfuls, waited for a while, but seeing that Chen Yang showed no sign of leaving, she asked, "What else do you want?"

Chen Yang grinned, revealing eight teeth. "Old Nie, you're already so old, and you've earned a lot of money. Why are you still running this shop? If I were you, I would have closed it long ago and gone out to eat, drink, have fun, and travel..."

Upon hearing this, Nie Liangyun glared at him and said, "What do you know? How could we possibly lose a business passed down from our ancestors?"

Chen Yang chuckled. When this old man sold off his ancestral property, he did so without making a sound. Now, he's taking his ancestral business so seriously. He really is a complicated old man.

"You're already so old, and you don't have any cultivation anymore. Even if you live to be a hundred, you'll only have twenty-odd years left at most. You're already worth hundreds of millions. Why not spend your money and let it rot in the bank? How long can you keep this shop? After you pass away, who will take care of it? Who will pass on your skills? Your son, grandson, great-grandson? In this day and age, who would want to take care of a shop like yours?"

"Kid, you want to make things difficult for me, don't you?"

"No, we were just having some free time, so we thought we'd discuss it!"

"Don't think I don't know, you're just after my meager savings. All this talk is just to say you think I have no one to carry on my legacy, so you're passing on your skills to me. Hey, you little devil, you're so cunning..."

"Then you've really misunderstood me. I was just advising you to enjoy life while you can. After all, you're different from my uncle. My uncle has already broken through to the Dao True Realm, and if nothing unexpected happens, his lifespan will reach four hundred years..."

Nie Liangyun's face twitched slightly upon hearing this.

Although he had no cultivation, he was still considered half a person from the Panshan Realm and was very clear about the realms of cultivation. Naturally, he knew what the Dao Zhen Realm that Chen Yang mentioned meant.

Huang Daolin actually realized the truth.

Hearing this news is like my friend winning a fortune; as a friend, it's worse than killing him.

"What's so great about him? Even if he's at the Celestial Realm, he still has to call me 'brother' when he sees me."

Seeing Chen Yang's expression, he got angry and couldn't help but say sarcastically, "Besides, a lifespan of four hundred years is only possible if he can actually live to be four hundred years old. Don't you know that in the cultivation world, the higher the cultivation level, the lower the average lifespan?"

Although there was a hint of jealousy in his words, it was indeed the truth.

The path of cultivation is too difficult and too dangerous. Not only do you have to take risks for various opportunities, but you are also prone to making enemies and being killed or robbed. You may live today but not tomorrow. The higher your cultivation level, the greater the probability of encountering danger. Therefore, although many people are powerful, very few can actually live to their natural lifespan and die peacefully in their old age.

Chen Yang smiled and said, "Elder Nie, if I can help you with your cultivation, what would you say?"

"you?"

Nie Liangyun frowned.

Chen Yang nodded. "Although the Dao Realm is too realistic, it's still easy for me to help you break through to the Creation Realm before your lifespan expires."

Nie Liangyun was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "You brat, what are you talking about? Aren't you afraid the wind will blow your tongue away..."

Chen Yang spread his hands, "If you think I'm just bragging, then so be it. Anyway, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity..."

Nie Liangyun shook his head helplessly. "Kid, if cultivation were as simple as you say, wouldn't the world be full of people with less than a dog's fortune? There would be Dao Zhen everywhere. Give me a break. Before my grandfather died, he left an ancestral instruction forbidding his descendants from embarking on the path of cultivation. My father didn't follow it, and as a result, he didn't live past fifty. Ancestor instructions cannot be disobeyed..."

Ancestral teachings?

If this old man had kept his ancestral teachings in mind, he wouldn't have had to sell off his ancestral property.

Chen Yang didn't say anything more to him. He took out a black porcelain bottle from his pocket and gently placed it on the table in front of him.

Before Nie Liangyun could ask, Chen Yang said, "Four drops of the Three Corpse Divine Water. Find some time to try it, and you'll know if I was exaggerating. Don't worry, it's free. Also, this stuff is sensitive to light, so be careful when you take it..."

"Alright, I'm leaving now. I'll come back to pick up the goods in ten days..."

Without waiting for Nie Liangyun's reply, Chen Yang turned and left with a flourish.

The old man loves money, but Nie Liangyun is not short of money now. Simply using money makes him harder to control, especially when it comes to issues that touch on certain bottom lines.

It's clear that this old man has some wealth. If we cultivate a good relationship with him and plant a seed for him, once he tastes the sweetness of success, he'll naturally be capable of doing things against his ancestors.

Four drops of the Three Corpse Divine Water would be enough to strengthen Old Man Nie's physique to the fourth level, but not enough to help him break through to the Spirit Realm. If he got stuck there, it would only be more painful.

……

After Chen Yang left, only Nie Liangyun remained in the funeral parlor.

His gaze fell on the bottle left behind by Chen Yang.

Three Corpse Divine Water?

He'd never eaten pork, but he'd seen pigs run, so he must have heard how precious it was.

This kid just gave me something so precious so easily?

At his age, he naturally knew that Chen Yang gave him this thing to prepare a fishing spot for catching fish.

He understood the saying "He who eats another's food is bound to him, and he who takes another's money is bound to him," but this thing was indeed very tempting.

If you don't accept what God has given you, you will suffer the consequences. Since you've given it to me for free, why should I refuse it?
After hesitating for a moment, Nie Liangyun reached out and grabbed the bottle. Without saying a word, he closed the roller shutter and went into the small dark room at the back.

About two hours later, Nie Liangyun came out of the back room again.

At this moment, his face was radiant, his white hair had thinned considerably, and he looked several years younger.

Good heavens, just a drop of spiritual liquid, yet its effects are this good?
As expected of the legendary Three Corpse Divine Water, a single drop restored my frail and aged body to health and vitality, making me feel even better than when I was young.

At this moment, Nie Liangyun felt energetic and full of strength.

My physical strength should have reached the first-grade level by now, right?

He clenched his fist, overjoyed.

There are still three drops left to take. Judging from the effect, I should be able to directly reach the fourth rank after using them, and might even be able to break through to the Spirit Realm.

What that kid said might not be impossible.

He immediately took out his phone and called Chen Yang.

……

-

When he received the call, Chen Yang was still in Fushuang Town, having lunch at a stir-fry restaurant.

He knew Nie Liangyun would contact him, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

After a quick lunch, we returned to the funeral parlor.

Nie Liangyun looked at him with more eagerness, "Can you really help me break through to the Creation Realm in my lifetime?"

Chen Yang sensed the aura emanating from the old man and knew that he had already used the Three Corpse Divine Water. This old man kept spouting ancestral teachings, but in reality, he didn't take them seriously at all.

"It's not difficult."

Chen Yang smiled calmly.

Cultivating someone to the Creation Realm is indeed not difficult for him; he can simply use medicine to build up that level, even with the worst talent.

Nie Liangyun stared at Chen Yang for a long while, "Your Three Corpse Divine Water is indeed a good thing. I won't take it for nothing. Come with me, I'll show you something..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the back room.

(End of this chapter)