Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 81 Flies
To welcome Li Qianhe home, the father and son had a private talk that lasted four or five hours before parting ways.

With the establishment of the Shijinfang District imminent, Li Qianhe, who has long been in charge of Pushuifang District, is naturally a strong contender for the position.

Li Xiangming also hopes that his father can be successfully elected, so that by cooperating with him, both sides can enhance their voices.

Unfortunately, as the chief scribe of the Changlin branch, he needed to avoid suspicion and could not personally handle Li Qianhe's writing.

He had no choice but to tell Li Qianhe some of the secrets he knew and the suggestions he had come up with.

Whether or not Li Qianhe can win this position depends on himself.

After leaving the central courtyard, Li Xiangming decided to visit Qingyang Temple.

There's still some time before the clan meeting; if we wait until it ends, we might not have time.

He knew that Li Qianxiong intended to restructure the family organization, including the Shangjifang branch.

Without delay, Li Xiangming immediately headed to Changyang Valley.

Changyang Valley is the headquarters of the Service Institute, where non-Li family cultivators who work for the Li family gather from time to time.

To ensure safety, Li Xiangming asked Nie Rong to stay here temporarily.

However, with Li Qianshi taking the helm of the Logistics Department, Nie Rong's existence became superfluous.

Li Xiangming simply took it with him.

"Where are you taking my senior brother?"

As soon as Li Xiangming left, Tang Xueyan appeared.

Since Li Xiangqian went to Xulong Township, Tang Xueyan was also switched back and is currently in the honeymoon period with Nie Rong.

Although Nie Rong had been turned into a human puppet, his human emotions had been almost completely worn away. He could neither be happy nor sad, and he was unable to respond to Tang Xueyan.

However, he was able to distinguish between good intentions and bad intentions, and in the past two years, he has not refused Tang Xueyan's contact.

Tang Xueyan became much more cheerful as a result.

After all, being able to talk to her senior brother was something she had always dreamed of.

"Qingyang Temple, do you want to come with me?"

Li Xiangming did not object to the two of them being together.

In his mind, Nie Rong, who could speak and cultivate, was more like a person than a puppet.

"I'm going!"

Tang Xueyan made a resolute decision without the slightest hesitation.

"Then you can come along."

Li Xiangming did not set off immediately, but instead found Li Qianshi and informed him of Nie Rong's departure.

"Go ahead without worry. With me in Changyang Valley, things won't get chaotic."

Li Qianshi waved his hand, then looked at Nie Rong with a hint of apprehension. This person was dangerous; he had seen it from the very first Small Tournament of Combat. He wondered how Xiang Ming had managed to recruit him.

Li Xiangming also noticed Qian Shishu's gaze, but he didn't say anything.

Since Nie Rong is his protector, his identity cannot be revealed casually.

Among the Li family, only a few people, such as Li Qianxiong and Li Chengkang, knew Nie Rong's secret.

Most people thought Nie Rong was a rogue cultivator recruited by the Li family.
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Qingyang Temple.

"Master, those people are here again."

Li Xiangshu tiptoed into the alchemy room and whispered a name.

The Taoist Qingyang, who was engrossed in reading the alchemical manual, frowned.

"Isn't the door closed?"

"It's off, but they kept banging on it, and Xiaoyan even cried."

Upon hearing this, Qingyang Daoist revealed an angry expression, put down the book in his hand, and strode away.

When he walked out of the Taoist temple, there was no one outside.

Only the messy footprints proved that Li Xiangshu was not lying.

Just then, a middle-aged cultivator wearing a yellow robe and sporting a mustache emerged.

"Master Qingyang, it's me, Old Zhao!"

Qingyang Daoist glanced at the other party, his expression still unpleasant.

"Zhao Jintou, you've been hanging out with that group of people?"

"I'm innocent! Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

Zhao Jindou shouted and walked in front of Qingyang Daoist, pointing outside and cursing, "Those are all hooligans, thugs, and bandits who eat people without spitting out the bones."

“I, Lao Zhao, am different. I’m a legitimate businessman. Tell me, who in either of the two prefectures hasn’t heard of my name?”

"Your nickname, Zhao Banjin, isn't necessarily better than theirs."

"It's all slander from our peers and misunderstanding from the world!"

Zhao Jindou quickly explained, "In my transaction with you, Abbot, how could I have shortchanged you?"

"Alright." Qingyang Daoist waved his hand, not wanting to listen to his nonsense.

"Speak, what brings you here this time?"

"Hehe, how many pills has the abbot refined recently? Don't worry, we'll buy them all at market price."

"I'm afraid I'll disappoint you, but I haven't been refining any pills lately."

"Haha, Master, please don't take offense. I genuinely want to do business."

"I already said, there are no pills available."

The Taoist Qingyang's tone already showed a hint of impatience.

"I don't think so. If the abbot doesn't refine pills, how can he attract the Sun brothers to stay and not leave?"

Zhao Jindou narrowed his eyes.

"Greed corrupts the heart."

The Taoist Qingyang said coldly.

The so-called Sun brothers are cultivators from Daishan. One of them is at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and the other is at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Their cultivation levels are quite impressive.

In addition, he has four or five underlings.

These people, for reasons unknown, lingered on the outskirts of Puyin Mountain and stumbled upon Qingyang Temple.

This was quite a sight. The Qingyang Temple only had the Qingyang Taoist priest and a few little children, and from time to time, a faint fragrance of elixirs wafted out.

The Sun brothers quickly deduced that Qingyang Daoist was an alchemist.

Now, those who lacked cultivation pills couldn't sit still any longer.

At first, they pretended to be believers who came to the Taoist temple to offer incense and to check out the layout of Qingyang Temple.

The Green Sheep Taoist was puzzled, but relying on his cultivation level, he did not oppose them.

But as more and more people came, Qingyang Daoist noticed something amiss.

Who would live in this desolate wilderness and then regularly come to Qingyang Temple to offer incense?
Under Qingyang Daoist's persistent questioning, the Sun brothers' scheme was exposed, and they revealed their true intentions, directly demanding the elixir.

If the Sun brothers offer a suitable price, Qingyang Daoist might consider it.

Unfortunately, this group of people had even emptier pockets than faces, and couldn't even produce a handful of spirit stones, yet they wanted to buy each of them a bottle of Yellow Sprout Pills.

How could Qingyang Daoist possibly accept this?
These people were immediately driven out.

Because of Qingyang Daoist's cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Refining, the Sun brothers dared not speak out against their anger.

After leaving the Taoist temple, I became angrier the more I thought about it.

Unfortunately, his banditry took hold, and he stayed at Qingyang Temple, causing trouble from time to time.

They were determined to get the elixir at all costs.

Being entangled with a villain, Qingyang Daoist was naturally furious and embarrassed.

However, he was worried that these people would harm his young disciples in the temple, so he dared not leave the temple without permission.

The Sun brothers did not want any casualties, so they stopped short of causing any damage, and the two sides remained in a stalemate for two or three months.

As for Zhao Jindou, he was a traveling merchant who came from Dahuang Town two years ago.

This person frequented the markets of Yeshan, Daishan, and Pushui.

Once, after traveling from Daishan into the Puyin Mountains, I arrived here by chance and discovered Qingyang Temple.

They then set their sights on the elixirs on Qingyang Daoist's person.

Compared to the Sun brothers, Zhao Jindou was wealthy; the Qingyang Taoist had even sold him pills half a year ago.

However, Zhao Jindou's required share was too large, so Qingyang Daoist had some concerns.

After all, most of his spiritual materials were purchased from the Li family, and according to the agreement between the two parties, most of the pills refined by Qingyang Temple should also be sold to the Li family.

“Master, please consider this carefully. I have many big clients who are very satisfied with the pills you make. This is a rare opportunity.”

Zhao Jindou sighed and then shook his head: "Once we miss this opportunity, these customers will be able to find new alchemists immediately, and then Qingyang Temple will no longer be of interest to them."

"Qingyang Temple doesn't even look down on them."

Just then, Li Xiangshu suddenly spoke.

"Oh?"

Zhao Jindou glanced at Li Xiangshu in surprise, not expecting that this child would actually contradict him to his face.

However, he only thought that his disciple was speaking up for his master and didn't take it to heart.

In his mind, Qingyang Temple was located deep in the wilderness, and no matter how good the quality of the pills it produced was, it would be difficult to find a market. His arrival was just in time.

Seeing that Qingyang Daoist remained silent, Zhao Jindou assumed that the other party was worried about the Sun brothers' entanglement. He glanced into the distance and said in a low voice, "As long as you agree to cooperate with me, I can ask someone to help you get rid of this trouble. I suppose you're tired of them too?"

The Sun brothers were like flies, hovering around Qingyang Temple. He didn't believe that the abbot of Qingyang Temple could keep putting up with this.

This is also the purpose of his stay here. Qingyang Daoist has something to ask for, and so does he. As long as he is patient, facilitating cooperation between the two parties will not be a problem.

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