Cultivating Immortality: Starting from Ferrying Passengers

Chapter 115 Her Family Background
Legend has it that there are cauldrons in the black market that can help people break through bottlenecks. When the two are combined, they can absorb the pure essence accumulated by the other, thus having a high probability of breaking through the bottleneck in one fell swoop.

In addition, there are rare and precious materials such as Breakthrough Pills, Enlightenment Bamboo, and Dragon Transformation Fish, which can help cultivators break through barriers and bottlenecks.

These items are strictly controlled by outsiders and are monopolized by Foundation Establishment families. If independent cultivators want to obtain them, they must work for them and honestly accumulate merit.

Fang Jingxuan didn't want to be someone's dog, being ordered around and only getting a few scraps in the end.

Even Foundation Establishment families are powerless in the black market; their influence cannot reach there.

The next day, Fang Jingxuan prepared a meal and waited for Wang Xinyu to arrive.

Four years of living together had instilled in Fang Jingxuan a habit of preparing meals for two people every noon.

After waiting for a long time without seeing Wang Xinyu, Fang Jingxuan thought for a moment and then got up and walked towards her residence.

Upon arriving at the door, Fang Jingxuan knocked. A few moments later, Wang Xinyu opened the door with red eyes.

Seeing that Wang Xinyu's expression was unusual, Fang Jingxuan paused for a moment, then carefully asked:
"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

In Fang Jingxuan's memory, Wang Xinyu had always been a carefree and bold person. He rarely saw her like this, acting like a little girl.

"It's nothing, I just don't have an appetite today and don't want to eat."

Fang Jingxuan glanced at Wang Xinyu's thick arms and thought she was lying through her teeth. He had previously suspected that Wang Xinyu was practicing body cultivation, which was why she ate so much.

But it turned out that she simply had a good appetite.

As someone who gets hungry if he doesn't eat, Fang Jingxuan didn't believe such an explanation; he was certain that Wang Xinyu was hiding something from him.

"Then let's eat a little less. Everything's ready, we can't waste it, and the meal is quite plentiful today. Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

After Fang Jingxuan said that, Wang Xinyu actually felt a bit hungry. She originally wanted to be more assertive, but looking at Fang Jingxuan's expression, the words that were on the tip of her tongue turned out to be:

"Then I'll only eat a little bit, just a little is enough."

After the dishes and cups were scattered everywhere, Fang Jingxuan looked at Wang Xinyu, who had 'accidentally' eaten too much, and then asked:

"What happened? Can I know?"

After being soothed by the delicious food, Wang Xinyu's mood improved considerably, though her tone remained melancholy:

“A message came from my family. My mother had misdirected her internal energy and suffered internal injuries. She wanted me to go back and check on her. I was worried and that’s why I was a little flustered.”

When Wang Xinyu mentioned her family, Fang Jingxuan became curious. For so long, he only knew that Wang Xinyu came from Qiyun, but he didn't know anything about her family or how many brothers she had.

"Is your mother also a Qi Refining cultivator? When cultivators meditate, they will sometimes lose focus and misuse their magic power. It's nothing serious; she'll recover after a period of rest. There's no need to worry too much."

Fang Jingxuan tried to comfort her with a few words, saying that the higher the level of the cultivation technique, the more complex the energy circulation path. Wang Xinyu's mother must have practiced a high-level cultivation technique.

“My mother is a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, how could she have gone astray? Sigh, anyway, I’ve been away from home for five years, it’s time to go back and visit.”

"Are you really going back? When are you coming back?"

Fang Jingxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a vague unease. He had a feeling that after this, it would be difficult for him to see Wang Xinyu again.

Is this a sudden premonition, or just my intuition?

“Back then, I had a fight with my family and left for Baishan in a fit of anger. Over the past five years, I’ve often thought about it and I don’t know why I was so willful. But when it comes to marriage, I don’t want to listen to their arrangements. I just want to find someone I like.” Wang Xinyu stared intently at Fang Jingxuan, which made Fang Jingxuan feel a little guilty.

"Have you found someone you like yet?"

Wang Xinyu turned her head away and muttered:
"So what if we find it? My father will not agree. He is a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and the head of the third branch of the Langya Wang clan. In fact, our Langya Wang clan in Qiyun can be traced back to the generation of our ancestor Wang Xuan."

Ancestor Wang Xuan was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. During his Foundation Establishment stage, he had six sons. His fifth son, Wang Qi, eventually became a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

Afterwards, Wang Qishizu established his business in Qiyun Haoming Mountain, and then branched out into eight more lineages.

Over the next thousand years, these eight branches experienced their own ups and downs, but their lineage never ceased. The reason for this was that Patriarch Wang Xuan had not yet ascended to immortality, and others, out of respect for him, did not want to truly cause trouble for the Langya Wang clan.

After listening quietly to Wang Xinyu's words, Fang Jingxuan felt a mix of emotions. Previously, based on Wang Xinyu's family background, habits, and the words she inadvertently revealed, he had formed a complex understanding of her situation.

He guessed that Wang Xinyu came from a prominent family, but he didn't expect her to be so powerful.

This is a cultivation family that has been passed down for thousands of years by cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage. Now it seems that Wang Xinyu's status is more prominent than anyone else in Red Leaf Pavilion.

Compared to Qiyun, Baishan is like a stinking ditch; its status is comparable to that of Afghanistan and Dongda.

Wang Xinyu came to Baishan to live in seclusion out of spite, but that doesn't mean she will stay there for the rest of her life.

I should have expected it. Wang Xinyu is so rich, spending thousands of low-grade spirit stones at a time. I thought she was a rich woman, but I didn't expect her to be a heiress. These spirit stones might just be her previous pocket money.

At this moment, Fang Jingxuan thought of a question: Did Wang Xinyu really think that the food he cooked was delicious?

Or was it just because she didn't want to cook, and she was deliberately praising herself as an excuse to freeload a meal?

After all, in Qiyun, as a noblewoman of the Langya Wang clan, what delicious food hadn't she eaten?

Fang Jingxuan kept this question to himself, but if there was a next time, he would definitely ask it.

But now, he didn't know what to say to persuade Wang Xinyu to stay in Baishan and Hongyefang.

He himself couldn't bring himself to say these words.

"While I'm gone, could you water the flowers and plants in my yard and replenish them with some spiritual elixir? I'm counting on selling them for money."

"Ah, oh, I understand, I understand."

Wang Xinyu looked at Fang Jingxuan, who had suddenly become dumbfounded, and suddenly snorted.

“I’m just going home, I’m not going to die, why are you so down? It’ll be half a year at most. If I’m still not back, remember to come and see me.”

"I will definitely go. After all, we've been eating together for four years, so there's bound to be some friendship between us."

Fang Jingxuan said this with a smile, and Wang Xinyu smiled as well.

"Yeah, I never thought I'd end up eating with you for four years, haha. If you ever go to Qiyun and you ever go hungry, I'll take care of you."

Fang Jingxuan and Wang Xinyu exchanged a glance, then looked away. Some things are better left unsaid; they should remain in one's heart.

(End of this chapter)