I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 88 Breaking the promise
It took Principal Liu three full days to go from being shocked to accepting reality.

Three days later, he finally realized that he had become a mirror.

He is no longer in his own grave, but in the ancestral hall of the Liu family.

Over the past three days, he has been getting used to the situation here while observing his surroundings.

I have been gone for three years. Since I left, the Liu family seems to have hit the jackpot and become richer.

Not only was the ancestral hall rebuilt, but they even bought several plots of new land.

His grave was moved to a new location, and some of the burial items were removed and enshrined in the ancestral hall.

As an ancestor of the Liu family, he was the only one with a memorial tablet in the ancestral hall.

Although everyone says the Liu family is just lucky, Principal Liu knows that's not true.

It's this mirror.

This mirror possesses incredible power; it devoured its own soul, merging with it and thereby enhancing the Liu family's fortune.

It constantly thirsts for wealth and blood, transforming these into fortune and potential, thus tempting Liu Xiao to continue offering sacrifices.

From the moment Liu Xiao obtained the mirror, the entire family became inextricably linked to it.

From then on, they had to keep moving forward. If others discovered the mirror's secret, they would all be uprooted, just to gain the mirror's protection.

Closing his eyes, Principal Liu felt extremely regretful, but there was no time to dwell on it.

When her eldest son came to pay his respects again, a beam of light burst forth from the mirror and fell in front of her eldest son.

[My son, I am your father, Liu Xiao, and I am currently trapped inside the mirror. Don't ask too many questions; I can't explain everything to you. I found a body-refining technique inside the mirror. Practice it quietly, and come back to me when you have a sense of Qi.]

Upon seeing the body-refining method emerge from the ground, the eldest son was overjoyed.

He quickly wrote down the words, bowed respectfully to the mirror, and then left.

After seeing the other party off, Principal Liu felt extremely tired again.

The mirror contains everything, and many of its functions are still under development.

Each time he finishes using it, he feels extremely tired and needs to replenish his energy gradually afterwards.

I wonder how long this slumber will last before I wake up again.

However, as long as the method of body tempering is passed down, the quality of the family's children can be improved, and perhaps some of them will be able to refine Qi and establish their foundation in the future, thus officially embarking on the path of cultivation.

With his eyes closed, Liu Xiao fell asleep instantly, only to wake up slowly after hearing the prayers.

Upon seeing the person prostrate before him, Liu Xiao observed through the mirror that the person possessed abundant qi and blood, and although he had not yet entered the Daoist path, he was still full of energy.

But before he could be happy for long, he discovered that the person below him was not his eldest son, but his second son.

Looking around the room, he placed the text down in confusion: "My son, where is your brother?"

Upon seeing the words, the second son was startled, then excitedly exclaimed, "Father? It really is you! My brother didn't lie to me!"

Where's your brother?

The second son was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "A passing Taoist priest saw that my brother had a lot of vitality, so he took him to cultivate."

【Fine. No, wait, you lied to me! Where is he?!】

The mirror's power was demonstrated when Principal Liu inquired about the whereabouts of his eldest son. The text inside the mirror changed automatically, revealing the eldest son's name and his current status: dead.

Seeing that he could not hide it any longer, the second son could only say, "That Taoist priest just happened to need a powerful medicine that replenishes qi and blood, so brother... However, the Taoist priest did give away a few spiritual pills, and several children in the clan who were about to die were saved by the spiritual pills. Brother... did not die in vain."

Liu felt as if he had been struck hard by a hammer, and wrote in a frenzy: "That's my son!"

"He's my elder brother too!" the second son roared in grief and indignation, tears already streaming down his face. "That Taoist priest is incredibly powerful, a master of Qi Refining. We can't defeat him! He's already been very kind to give us elixirs instead of taking our lives!"

Liu Xiao was struck dumb, the mirror trembled, and his heart was filled with grief. The death of his eldest son had allowed the mirror to gather some more energy, unlocking new functions within it, allowing him to see the names of everyone in the clan and their aptitudes.

After trying to recall what his eldest son looked like, he sadly realized that he couldn't even remember what the other person looked like, only that he had said, "Father, why are you up so early?"

Then why did you leave so early?
He sighed, examined the aptitude of the clan members, and then said, "Bring Liu Xuan here."

After a moment's hesitation, the second son said, "Father, you're currently residing in a celestial artifact, and the fewer people who know about it, the better. Why did you bring Xuan'er here?"

He possesses spiritual roots, and is the only one in the clan with them. Let him come over.

The second son cried out in disbelief, "Father, Xuan'er is only eight years old!"

[We can't wait! That Taoist priest has his eye on us! How could he be so kind? He clearly suspects we have some extraordinary treasure and is planning to use a long-term strategy to catch us! Now that he's preventing Xuan'er from cultivating, are you planning to kill our entire families?]

"……I see."

The innocent child was brought in, and a new cultivation technique was taught to him. The accumulated fortune gathered on Liu Xuan, raising his spiritual root by five points, which was more conducive to his cultivation.

After doing all this, the familiar feeling of exhaustion returned.

Staring at his second son kneeling on the ground, Liu Xiao said, "[Lie low, then endure. Our family is blessed with good fortune; one day, we will rise again, and your elder brother's revenge must be taken!]"

"Yes, Dad."

Next year, the sacrificial ceremony will be held...

"Okay daddy!"

With his eyes closed, Principal Liu took one last look at Liu Xuan, who was kneeling.

Xuan'er, I'm sorry.

Close your eyes, then open them.

When he opened his eyes again, he immediately looked over and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Liu Xuan had grown much larger.

When he didn't find his second son, he was suddenly startled and hurriedly asked, "Xuan'er, where's your grandfather?!"

"Grandpa went out to do business last month and hasn't come back yet. Grandma, is that really you? Xuan'er misses you so much."

Relieved that her second son was alright, Principal Liu wrote: "Grandma misses you too, but now is not the time for catching up. Tell me about what's been happening at home lately."

Through Liu Xuan, Principal Liu learned a lot.

In the past year, four more children were born, and the Liu family now has thirty members.

Among the newborn children, one also possesses spiritual roots, and one can gather fortune within him to help him cultivate.

When an elder passes away, the deceased clansmen transform into fortune, which falls into the mirror and becomes part of the family.

The Taoist priest would visit occasionally, but recently he had become increasingly impatient, probably because he hadn't found what he wanted.

Knowing that the other party's cultivation level was at the third level of Qi Refining, Liu Xiao realized that the other party was probably nearing the end of his lifespan and needed to be nourished with powerful medicine.

His eldest son allowed the other party to live a few more years, making him think that he could continue to leech off his family. Unfortunately, he did not expect that the real cultivator in the family was Liu Xuan, and the others had not entered the path.

[Bear with it, Xuan'er, just a little longer. Next year, bring your younger brother Liu Hao here; I want to personally instruct him.]

"Understood, Grandpa."

【Yes. Hold back. Even if someone in the clan dies, don't get angry. You must stay alive. You are the clan's hope; you must survive.】

"Okay, Grandma."

Unfortunately, Liu Xuan failed to keep her promise.

When I saw Liu Xuan again, she was missing her left arm.

(End of this chapter)