Witch, please have some self-respect!

In the Immortal City, Shen Yun didn't sleep all night.

While practicing breathing techniques, pay attention to any rustling or movement in your surroundings.

Be ready to run away with Su Wan'er at any time.

To everyone's surprise, the Feng family mansion opened wide the next morning, and everyone returned in triumph.

Behind them followed a series of horse-drawn carriages, carrying the gold and silver looted from the Huang family.

The accumulated wealth of a family could amount to several million taels of silver.

With a wave of his hand, the head of the family ordered all the servants and guards of the Feng household to receive a reward of at least ten taels of silver, and some as much as five hundred taels.

Shen Yun and the fourth master of the Feng family were distributing money in the accounting office, and they were so busy that their feet barely touched the ground all morning.

Shen Yun also received a reward. He and Su Wan'er received a total of three hundred taels of silver, with him receiving two hundred and Su Wan'er receiving one hundred.

After a lively morning, he felt a little unreal.

The Hidden Dragon Mountains are over!

The major families within the city and the city lord's mansion have reached a truce!

From now on, the Feng family may become the most respected family in the city!?

The news was more explosive than the last.

Within the Immortal Seeking City, the story of how the eldest daughter of the Feng family annihilated the Huang family with a single sword strike was later spread to the point that Feng Luoyi breathed on the Huang family and caused their complete demise.

The more it's spread, the more bizarre it becomes.

Regardless of how the rumors spread, the Feng family was the biggest winner of the trip to the Hidden Dragon Mountains.

"The changes are too great. The young lady is back. Is she that strong?"

Shen Yun found out the details of what happened last night and was still somewhat incredulous.

With sword aimed at the seven patriarchs, a single strike annihilates the sea of ​​blood!

Thinking of Feng Luoyi, Shen Yun unconsciously looked towards the corner of the accounting room.

She used to enjoy listening to Shen Yun tell stories, from fables to his modified versions of ancient myths.

The little girl who sat quietly in the corner listening to his stories fifteen years ago has now reached this state.

What did others do in fifteen years? What did he do in fifteen years?

After Fourth Master left, Shen Yun couldn't wait to go to the other side to ask Old Man Feng for confirmation.

"Old man Feng, young lady..."

When they opened the door, they found Old Man Feng sitting there, tears streaming down his face.

"...What happened?"

She looked as if she had aged ten years, her original gray hair had turned completely white, and her face was filled with weariness and sadness that she could not hide.

"Old Shen, Xiao Tian is ruined. His cultivation is gone, a third of his bones are broken, and he'll never be able to stand up again!"

Old Man Feng stared blankly, muttering to himself.

"What! Feng Tian, ​​he..."

Shen Yun thought of the honest and kind-hearted Feng Tian, ​​whom he had held when he was a child and told him strange tales.

Feng Tian later became a cultivator and a squad leader, and he always respected him.

Knowing that he liked tea, the city lord's mansion had sent him several packets of tea as a gift.

"This morning, someone knocked on the door..." Old Man Feng murmured.

Shen Yun listened quietly to his old friend; what Old Man Feng needed now was someone to listen to him.

As for why Old Man Feng still came to work, it's very simple.

Feng Tian collapsed, but Old Man Feng couldn't lose his job in the manor, so he endured his grief and continued to work.

After a long silence, Shen Yun comforted him, "At least you've saved your life. Being alive is more important than anything else!"

"Go ask at the Sacred Treasure Pavilion; they might have elixirs to strengthen bones and reshape the body!"

Shen Yun kept the two hundred taels of silver that hadn't even warmed up yet. This was a world beyond the ordinary; there might be a way.

"That's right, the Sacred Treasure Pavilion!"

After being reminded by Shen Yun, Old Man Feng, as if grasping at a last straw, stumbled and ran out during his lunch break.

Shen Yun was poor and couldn't help, so he didn't go along.

As they walked from the accounting office to the training ground, most people in the manor were happy, while many others, like Old Man Feng, were worried.

The closer they got to the training ground, the stronger the sadness became.

One-third of the guards died or went missing. Ordinary guards received a pension of three to five hundred taels of silver, while rank-up guards received a pension of one thousand or one hundred taels of silver.

At the martial arts training ground, the head guard, Chang Buduan, was nowhere to be seen, and a member of the Feng family was temporarily taking over the role.

"My son..."

Several women and old servants were weeping, clutching the tattered clothes and long sword.

Most of the guards' remains have not been found.

Seeing this scene, Shen Yun took it as a warning.

I've made up my mind that unless I have the overwhelming strength of a young lady, I will never risk getting involved in this kind of fun.

When Shen Qiqiang saw Shen Yun leaning on his cane, he quickly came over.

"Master Shen, Li Bu is gone. Luckily I didn't go, otherwise you probably wouldn't have seen me either."

He said with a look of relief on his face.

"They used to laugh at me for being timid and not daring to seize opportunities."

"If it were about material possessions, I would certainly dare to do it, but this is risking my life!"

"You only have one life."

While Chief Steward Chang was clearing the way forward, he was killed by the city guard leader.

The ordinary guards were only affected by the flying cultivator, yet several died on the spot.

If these guards were injured and couldn't keep up with the main force, being scattered and falling behind would also mean death.

Life is as worthless as grass.

"We're recruiting another batch of caregivers today. The head manager said we're the veterans and should set an example for the newcomers."

Shen Qiqiang was quite emotional; he had only been at the Feng residence for less than a month, yet he had already become one of the old guards.

Where can I go to seek justice?

"Don't be afraid. I've been in this manor for decades, and this is the only time I've encountered something like this."

Seeing Shen Qiqiang's unease, Shen Yun offered words of comfort and helped him calm down.

This kind of large-scale competition for opportunity was something he had never experienced in decades.

The world of cultivators is truly cruel.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen!"

After speaking out, Shen Qiqiang felt much more at ease.

Thinking about it carefully, this seems to be a good thing for him.

Having fewer people actually makes them more important.

The battle for the Hidden Dragon Mountains has ended. The Feng family, along with other major families and the city lord's mansion, have reached a truce, and all parties have returned with their spoils.

Meanwhile, ordinary parents weep, clutching their tattered clothes, while outside the city, on the scorched earth scarred by wounds, no trace of their children can be found.

"We still need to play it safe!"

Shen Yun kept reminding himself that only by living can there be a future.

As Shen Qiqiang said, you can gamble for money, and if you lose it, you can earn it again.

If risking my life won't work, then I have only one option: I can't afford to lose.

Even those who were close to the late stage of Body Nourishing Realm are dead, so what is he, who is only at the first stage of Body Nourishing Realm?

This old man is better off retiring and enjoying his retirement.

Master Shen couldn't bear to see people suffer, so he simply returned to his courtyard.

Su Wan'er did not go out. The First Madam had told her that there were arrangements to be made and that she should wait.

Shen Yun told her about the situation of Old Man Feng and the guards in the manor today.

Finally, he awkwardly said, "I was planning to give you my money to keep safe, but when I saw Old Man Feng, I couldn't resist."

He had agreed that Wan'er would keep the family money, but he really had nothing of value.

He spent all his money on Blood Essence Pills and even sold his house.

"We don't spend any money at the Feng residence. With the hundred taels I received today, I already have a thousand taels in savings, plus a lot of jewelry that the Madam gave me. If my husband needs money, just tell me."

Su Wan'er smiled gently, her beauty pitiful, and she took Shen Yun's arm, slowly approaching him.

After they had more intimate conversations, their relationship improved.

Shen Yun was a little embarrassed, never expecting to be able to live off a woman in his old age.

It smells so good!

After lunch, Shen Yun took a nap while holding Wan'er.

Breathing exercises cannot replace sleep; I didn't sleep much last night.

[A midday nap brings +1 blessing]

"Fighting and killing are not my path!"

Energetic, Shen Yun looked at the ancient scroll, and his restless heart calmed down.

Once he arrived at the accounting office, he felt a bit bored looking at the ledgers and began to look forward to the day when the First Madam said she would go to the sect with Feng Luoyi.

I don't know if it will work out.