Fellow Daoist Entrusts His Child: Immortality Begins with Nurturing a Demoness

Chapter 56 Returning Home, Making Friends (3rd Update)
After passing through the bustling inner ring, Luo Fanchen spent five spirit dusts to buy more than ten catties of the finest meat of a first-grade low-level demon beast from a rogue cultivator. He also bought some materials for refining talismans and spirit crisp candy to satisfy Mo Xue's cravings.

It cost a total of one spirit stone, but I didn't feel as heartbroken as before.

"No wonder rogue cultivators curse demonic cultivators, but those with real skills often work as demonic cultivators themselves."

Luo Fanchen sighed softly, thinking that killing and robbing to earn spirit stones was too fast.

"Master Luo, you're still as extravagant as ever."

Mo Xue pouted and mumbled, but she had half a piece of candy in her cheek, enjoying the sweetness.

Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly with satisfaction, while her peripheral vision was fixed on the meat in Master Luo's hand, and she kept swallowing.

I've been away from home for over a month, enduring wind and rain, and haven't had a proper meal in a long time.

Her cultivation level improved significantly, and she was able to vent her bloodlust and pent-up frustration. Her sword techniques and combat skills were tested and validated, and her combat prowess reached a new level. She reaped considerable rewards.

"Master Luo, will we still go on bandit suppression missions in the future?"

Mo Xue couldn't forget it; killing bandits and upholding justice was much more interesting than staying cooped up in the mansion cultivating.

"Things have been a bit unsettled lately, and I won't be leaving Feiyunfang for quite some time."

"Is it because of the people from Jubaoge? Tsk. Those guys don't know what's good for them. If I had Master Luo's cultivation, I would definitely make them suffer."

"I am no match for someone in the late stage of Qi Refining."

Luo Fanchen smiled and gently brushed his fingertips against Mo Xue's nose. The girl hummed softly, turned her head away, and muttered something.

"Master Luo is still underestimating himself. That镖头 Yun was so rude to you. If it were me, I would have skinned him alive to vent my anger."

"Eighth level of Body Tempering, you could kill me with a single slap? You really have a lot of confidence in me."

Luo Fanchen gave Mo Xue a sharp rap on the head. The girl covered her forehead, whimpered softly, and angrily stomped on the tip of Luo's shoe.

"With my assistance and Qiu Yun's help, and by taking the initiative, we have a good chance of reaching the eighth level of Body Tempering."

"Silly girl, cultivation is not about fighting and killing."

Luo Fanchen was quite helpless; Mo Xue was inexperienced in the ways of the world and ultimately couldn't understand the intricacies of the situation.

Unless there is absolute military suppression, compromise and forbearance are inevitable. Mo Xue's innate swordsmanship endows her with unparalleled combat and killing power, but it also makes her more inclined to solve problems with killing.

Upon hearing this, Mo Xue, unusually, did not refute it. Instead, she frowned and carefully considered the matter.

Luo Fanchen went to the steward's room first to hand over the mission. As soon as he entered, he saw Shou Rufeng's bloated figure pacing back and forth, his brows full of worry.

"Is this Fellow Daoist Ling? Please invite him in quickly."

When the fat butler saw Luo Fanchen return, his small, beady eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

"Of course, of course. Fellow Daoist, your cultivation has progressed, it seems you have gained a lot."

"I wonder how many missions Fellow Daoist Ling has completed? As long as you wipe out five bandit dens, I will host a banquet for you at Tianxiang Restaurant!"

"I have just returned and am very busy. I'm afraid I will have to disappoint you."

Luo Fanchen politely declined with a smile. Shou Rufeng's expression changed slightly. He thought to himself that this person was ungrateful. He wanted to befriend him, but he didn't give him any face at all.
However, when he saw the bandit leader's token and the mission token that Luo Fanchen took out, the displeasure on his face immediately disappeared.

"Of the twenty tasks, can you complete fourteen?"

Shou Rufeng, his voice trembling, carefully checked the item. After confirming that everything was correct, his face immediately lit up with wild joy.

He actually made up for the task targets he had missed for nearly three months all at once?

His fat face trembled, and he looked at Luo Fanchen with astonishment. He grabbed Luo Fanchen's hand without hesitation, his joy evident on his face.

"Good, good, good. I knew I hadn't misjudged you, brother. Someone, settle Brother Ling's reward right here and now."

Logically, after the task is handed over, the steward's office should send someone to verify it before issuing the reward. The process would take anywhere from a month to half a year. However, Shou Rufeng immediately settled the matter after seeing the bandit leader's belongings, which clearly indicates that he wanted to befriend Luo Fanchen.

"Brother's skills are truly admirable."

Shou Rufeng was full of praise and his desire to befriend Ling Wudao grew even stronger. This Ling Wudao was clearly a capable person.

From now on, any difficult or complicated tasks can be entrusted to him, which will save a lot of effort.

“I hit it off with you the moment we met, and I must invite you to this memorial banquet. You are very busy, so you can set the time, and I will personally host the banquet.”

"No need for you to spend any money, sir."

Shou Rufeng's face darkened upon hearing this, but he was truly reluctant to give up this coveted opportunity.

He lowered his stance, intending to continue his efforts to win him over, when he heard Luo Fanchen say, "Tomorrow I will host a banquet at my residence as a welcome-back feast. If you don't mind, Steward..." "Very well! I was just about to make your acquaintance, brother. I will definitely visit you in person tomorrow!"

Shou Rufeng was overjoyed, as the tasks assigned to the deacon's office were now the foundation of his position.

In the entire Feiyunfang, when it comes to bandit suppression, few are as fierce as Ling Wudao.

"Is this your esteemed disciple, fellow Daoist?"

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Shou Rufeng turned his gaze to Mo Xue, who was obediently serving him, with admiration in his eyes.

"Indeed, I treat her as my own daughter. I hope you will take good care of her in the future."

After saying that, Luo Fanchen gently rubbed the girl's head and said softly, "Mo Xue, why don't you pay your respects to Steward Shou?"

"Greetings, Senior Shou. I am Moxue. I wish you a smooth path in your cultivation and that you will soon achieve enlightenment."

Mo Xue narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, knowing there was good in it. She obediently performed a curtsy, her sweet voice winning over the latter's favor.

Shou Rufeng nodded repeatedly. Seeing that the girl had fair skin, was full of energy, and had abundant blood and qi, she was obviously well cared for. His impression of Ling Wudao improved even further. After all, there were too many people in Feiyunfang who treated their disciples like servants.

Ling Wudao, at least, is a person with principles and good intentions, making him a perfect partner.

“From now on, just call me Uncle Shou. I see you are carrying a sword, so you must be quite interested in swordsmanship. It just so happens that I recently acquired a sword manual. Although it is a poorly copied version, I can still understand some of its principles.”

"Consider it a belated gift from me, as an elder, to make up for our previous meeting."

Shou Rufeng had a kind expression on his face. He took out a yellowed scroll from his storage bag.

Mo Xue took it with both hands, her pretty face slightly stunned, her eyes full of surprise.

It turned out to be a mid-grade sword technique. Although it was just a rubbing of a piece of paper from the mortal world, lacking spiritual essence and difficult to study, it was not too difficult for her to comprehend with her aptitude for swordsmanship.

These kinds of rubbings are mostly hastily made by those who steal the law, and are extremely rare.

“Practice diligently, and when you make further progress, Uncle Shou will reward you.”

Shou Rufeng was able to sense Mo Xue's extraordinary talent and kept a watchful eye on her. If Mo Xue were to achieve something in the future, it would be a good thing.

It's just a copy of a mid-grade sword technique. Although it's worth one spirit stone, it's hard to sell and only has some use for geniuses with exceptional sword talent.

He's just taking up space in his storage bag anyway. If Mo Xue can comprehend this method, she'll definitely be someone he can invest in and win over, and he won't be stingy with her in the future.

"Fellow Daoist, please take your leave. I will certainly attend the banquet on time tomorrow."

After Mo Xue expressed her gratitude, Luo Fanchen exchanged a few more pleasantries with Shou Rufeng and subtly inquired about some information.

When he left, Shou Rufeng personally saw him off and quietly pulled Luo Fanchen aside, whispering in his ear, "Fellow Daoist Ling, your disciple is no ordinary person. You must keep a close eye on him. That wicked old man Wang next door is no pushover. You must keep a close eye on Mo Xue."

"Thank you for telling me, fellow Daoist."

“No problem. After I hand over the task, I will personally inform my senior brother and ask him to expel Old Man Wang from Feiyun Workshop.”

Since Shou Rufeng has decided to befriend Luo Fanchen, he will naturally help him within his capabilities.

They, as members of the direct lineage, had long suspected that the old man Shangwang was secretly selling children with spiritual root aptitude. Now, they could conveniently eliminate him and also do Ling Wudao a favor.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."

“No problem. From now on, you can call me brother, and I will call you brother. We will help each other.”

After Shou Rufeng saw Luo Fanchen off, the spirit servant beside him timidly stepped forward and asked in confusion.

"My lord, this person's cultivation is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Is it worth it for you to lower yourself to win him over?"

The old servant who spoke had already reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, but he had long since sold himself to the Qinghe Sect and was no longer free.

"Foolish. A mere fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator can wipe out fourteen bandit dens in a month. Even my Qinghe Sect's inner disciples would have a hard time doing that. With his fifth-level Qi Refining cultivation, killing you would be as easy as slaughtering a chicken."

Shou Rufeng snorted and muttered, "This person must be from a prominent family. We should befriend him properly. Even when I'm not around, he must not be neglected."

After saying this, Shou Rufeng turned around and went back. Having lived at the grassroots level for a long time, he was naturally worldly-wise.

Although Luo Fanchen's cultivation level was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, his true essence was upright and powerful, and even his senior brothers in the inner sect were no more than that.

Although the dragon is currently hiding in the wild, it will eventually rise to power. By forming a good relationship, it might save one's life in the future.

A servant is just a servant; she has little knowledge and understanding.

(End of this chapter)