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Chapter 35 Mi Lang
Mi Lang never cared what others said about him.

He is used to these envy, praise, and even jealous voices. He has walked his life step by step. Only he knows the ups and downs in it. Others will never understand.

Mi Lang has always been a man with clear goals. Now he has only two goals in his mind - first, to finish the affairs of Yishan City as soon as possible and contribute to the family becoming an aristocratic family, and then to return to the sect to continue his hard training and prepare for the future state examinations.

The weather is already getting a bit cold.

Standing on the street of the market city, the wind blowing past already had a bit of a piercing smell. But when he thought of Jiuxiao Sect, Mi Lang's heart became hot.

Mi Lang was born in a poor family and often had no food or clothes when he was a child. It was not until he showed his talent at the age of twelve that he gradually received attention from the family.

Four years ago, when Mi Lang entered the Leiyun Sect as the first in the county exam, he became the pride of the Mi family and the future star that all the clan members were eager to befriend. Not only was he cared for and valued, but his family also lived a good life.

But it is precisely because of such experiences that Mi Lang understands better than anyone that identity, status and wealth are all obtained through strength.

But everything I have now is not worth boasting about, and is not even stable.

Because all of this is just someone else's advance investment in his talent. A 22-year-old seventh-rank warrior may be a genius. But if he is still standing still at the age of 27 or 28, then in the family, he is just a captain of the guard.

Thinking of this, Mi Lang became a little anxious. He really didn't want to waste any time.

Originally, at this time, he should have been practicing hard in Leiyun Sect, but unexpectedly, an order from the family called him back.

Mi Lang knew that now was the critical moment for his family to strive for the position of a noble family.

As long as this step is taken, the entire family will benefit from it in the future, and the benefits will last for decades or even hundreds of years.

For example, if they become a noble family, they will be qualified to transport and store food freely. They don't have to hand over the lifeblood of the entire family to those noble families as they do now. Normally, there may not be much, and when they need food, they can just go to the grain station and buy it according to the fixed amount.

But if it comes to war time and the You clan attacks the city, the family will become a victim of the aristocratic families.

Guess who the last load of food left in the city will be given to, guess who will be sent to the city wall as cannon fodder, and guess who will be given the last chance to survive?
Since the collapse of the order of the old era, the world has become increasingly chaotic and cruel. The primitive jungle law of the survival of the fittest and the rule of the strong prevails has been practiced bloodily. But because of this, the hierarchy of this world has actually become more and more strict!
Among the memories related to the aristocratic family, the one that Mi Lang remembers most vividly is the day when he was allocated spiritual millet when he was first listed on the family warrior list at the age of twelve.

Lingsu is a kind of millet that is full of spiritual power from heaven and earth in the old era. An ordinary person can eat a few grains to sustain themselves for a few days without feeling hungry. If a warrior can refine spiritual power, he can greatly increase his training speed.

Originally, this kind of spiritual creature was impossible to grow in this era. But who would have thought that when the world-destroying catastrophe came, time and space were shattered, and many places became secret realms floating in the turbulence of time and space. When the ghost tribe invaded, these secret realms were not eroded by the ghost fire.

Over the past hundred years, the entrance to the secret realm has appeared from time to time on the mainland. Some people have obtained the secret manuals of martial arts, some have obtained natural treasures, and some have gained nothing or even lost their lives.

The greatest gift that the spiritual realm brings to the new era is spiritual millet.

However, almost all spiritual millet resources were in the hands of Fengyuan Sect and the imperial court, and were distributed according to a strict hierarchy.

Mi Lang remembered that he got five grains of spiritual millet that day.

Yes, five.

Each one is about the size of a soybean, white, crystal clear, and exudes an alluring aroma. Without any cooking, you can put it in your mouth and swallow it, and you can feel the incomparably pure spiritual power, which brings more internal energy and blood, which is more than three days of hard practice.

It is said that Su Daoyu of the Su family receives half a pound of spiritual millet every month!

That was the first time I couldn't sleep at night because of jealousy.

I heard that two years after I was admitted to the Leiyun Sect, Su Daoyu was also admitted to the Mohu Sword Sect. Two years later, he has even become the direct disciple of the head of the Mohu Sword Sect.

Mi Lang knew very well that talent played a large role in whether one could become a direct disciple, but it was not absolute. Unless the talent was so high that it was shocking and people could not give it up, otherwise, the leader of a sect would only choose the disciple he trusted and liked the most.

Su Daoshan's advantage lies in his status as the eldest son and grandson of the Su family, as well as the close relationship between the Su family and the Mohu Sword School that has existed for decades.

To put it bluntly, he was originally the nephew of the leader of the Mohu Sword Sect.

As a member of the Mi family's side branch, he was naturally excluded from this class - which head would give him such a position as his own son? Just like they could encourage any poor child, but would never recruit a son-in-law who was not suitable for them.

But Mi Lang often couldn’t help but wonder, what if it was the Mi family instead of the Su family that had always been sitting in this aristocratic family position?
What if I could produce half a catty of spiritual millet every month... no, even one or two catties? With my talent and hard work, could I change my fate? Have I already truly made the leap to a higher position?
Therefore, Mi Lang actually found it a little difficult to understand the Su family.

He didn't understand why such a degenerate, corrupt, and even smelly family dared to resist and occupy the position of aristocratic family.

I won't talk about Su Daoyu, let's look at the other people in the Su family...

As he was thinking, Mi Lang narrowed his eyes slightly. He saw a short man walk out of Jinfeng Building, cross the street, and walk quickly towards him along the street.

"Sir, Su Daoshan is out." The short man reported. Mi Lang turned his head and glanced at the men around him. The men understood and dispersed.

Mi Lang turned his gaze back to the gate of Jinfeng Tower. When the dull-looking figure appeared in his sight, a hint of coldness and disgust flashed across his eyes.

What he hated the most was this kind of useless waste who was born with good fortune and countless resources!

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“It seems that the Su family is in some trouble.”

At Qingzhaoju, Fan Caiyi stood in front of the window, watching the carriages of the Su and Mi families leave one after another in front of Jinfeng Building downstairs, and said softly.

"I don't know whether the Su family is in trouble or not," Xie Xunbai stood beside him, drinking a cup of tea while glancing at Fan Caiyi, "I only know that we are probably in some trouble."

As he said this, he put down his teacup unhappily and asked, "Xiao Caiyi, did you not get your fortune told before you went out this time?"

Fan Caiyi rolled her eyes at him.

"Look, the Dao Seeds we spent so much effort to snatch have been given away to others," Xie Xunbai said in a gloomy tone, "Now I'm counting on my fingers. If I'm not wrong, the troubles of the Su family will obviously fall on us... Don't you feel wronged?"

Fan Caiyi's face turned dark. Although he knew that Junior Master was teasing him, it was true.

Who knew that he was just borrowing Su Daoshan's Tao seed temporarily, and he was merged with it without any hesitation.

The matter was done, and he had no choice but to ask his master for permission and accept this bastard into his sect. But Su Daoshan became Han Gu's direct disciple, and the Su family's troubles naturally became Han Gu's troubles - Han Gu couldn't just watch his direct disciple's family fall apart, right?
"I think that guy will come here soon," Xie Xunbai said, stroking his chin, "How about we let Mingsheng and the others put a bag on him and beat him up first?"

Xie Mingsheng is Xie Xunbai's nephew and also a disciple of Han Gu.

But this time they followed Xie Xunbai and killed a lot outside the city and hadn't entered the city yet.

Fan Caiyi rolled his eyes at his uncle who was not very serious and said, "Uncle, you should think about how to let this kid pass."

It was a big problem for the Su family, but it was obviously not a problem for Han Gu. There was no need for Han Gu to come forward directly. Xie Xunbai only needed to privately pass on a message to the person in charge of the nine major sects who came to Yishan City.

But the matter is simple, but the reason is hard to find.

Han Gu has never had any connection with the Su family, but he suddenly jumped out to speak for the Su family. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that something was wrong.

Moreover, with Hangu's height and intelligence channels, Fan Caiyi and Xie Xunbai knew very well that the root of the Su family's problems was not in Yishan City.

But in Kyoto!
It is said that a great man was drinking tea and chatting with people one day. When he heard people talking about the Su family, he said in surprise: "The Su family is still a noble family. I thought it had declined a long time ago."

This one sentence is enough to decide your fate.

Han Gu is certainly not afraid of that man, but after all, there is such a thing in the way, so he needs a more sufficient reason to intervene.

Both the master uncle and nephew frowned.

"In fact, the easiest way is naturally this county exam," Xie Xunbai said, "but now it seems that time is not enough."

"Don't even think about his martial arts strength," Fan Caiyi shook his head. "He is now in the cultivation period of his Dao Seed. Even an extraordinary genius like Han Xiang took twelve days to cultivate. For most other people, being able to complete the cultivation period within three months is considered an exceptional talent."

"I don't quite understand," Xie Xunbai said, stroking his chin, "Since this kid has such talent and spirituality, his martial arts skills shouldn't be so low. He's nearly seventeen years old, but he's only at the lower ninth rank... What has he been doing every day these years? Just idling around and waiting to die?"

Fan Caiyi frowned, also puzzled.

The two looked at each other, as if they had thought of something, their eyes suddenly froze. Xie Xunbai flicked his slender fingers on the windowsill and asked, "He's not pretending, is he?"

"No way," Fan Caiyi said uncertainly, "Last time in the carriage, his sword..."

The girl frowned and gestured as she spoke. She was nicknamed the Snow Fairy because she was born in a cold valley, had skin as white as snow, and was rated as one of the four fairies among the rookies by the gossipers in the martial arts world, and also because of her clear temperament and cold as an iceberg.

At this moment, she frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and her eyes showed a look of serious thought, and her pretty face seemed somewhat delicate and cute.

"If you stab like this, no matter how strong or how fast..." Fan Caiyi hesitated, took his hand back and repeated it again, and finally confirmed, "It's only the ninth rank strength."

She looked up at Xie Xunbai: "At this moment of life and death, he won't still be pretending, right?"

"Hearing you say that, it's unlikely." Xie Xunbai was also a little confused. At this moment, his eyes fixed, "That kid came out."

(End of this chapter)