Witch, please have some self-respect!

Shen Yun didn't really have much to hand over.

Anyone could fill the position of steward; the key is gaining the trust of the head of the family.

After finishing his instructions in the afternoon, Shen Yun looked around the various corners of the accounting room, each one carrying memories.

The hardwood sideboard was filled with his treasured teas, which he had kept for many years.

I picked out a few of the best boxes to take with me, leaving the rest for the next person.

Having stayed in the Feng family for so many years, I have developed a deep affection for them.

"Does Uncle Shen wish to stay in the clan to retire, or would he like to come with me to the Holy City to guard the spirit fields for me?"

Just then, a voice suddenly came from behind.

Startled, he dropped the tea leaves from his hand.

"Feng Luoyi".

Shen Yun came to his senses and made a judgment.

His voice sounds much more mature, but this cool and calm tone has remained unchanged.

He turned around, and behind him, the door remained closed. A woman in red appeared out of nowhere, ethereal and otherworldly.

Shen Yun was slightly taken aback; it really was her.

"Greetings, young lady. I am willing to accompany you to the Holy City."

Despite their childhood relationship, Shen Yun immediately bowed and paid his respects.

"Appearing silently in the room, is it through the wall? When will I reach that level...? Don't you know how scary it is? When I have the strength, I'll definitely scare you back." Shen Yun's thoughts raced.

"Uncle Shen, there's no need for you to bow to me. You've taught me a lot in the past."

Feng Luoyi spoke in a cool tone, then reached out and easily helped him up.

Out of consideration for their past relationship, she came to give Shen Yun a chance to choose.

"I dare not talk about teaching, I just made up some absurd stories."

Shen Yun quickly shook his head in denial.

This young lady may seem aloof and indifferent to everything, but she is actually a very thoughtful person.

"Once you go to the Holy City and come into contact with the real cultivation world, I believe Uncle Shen will be able to fabricate even more good stories."

Feng Luoyi carefully examined Shen Bo, whom she hadn't seen for over a decade. He was an ordinary old man who had relied entirely on blood food and blood essence pills to advance his cultivation.

His greatest strength is his loyalty to the Feng family; he has rarely embezzled money over the years.

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Luoyi's figure gradually faded away and drifted off.

"Respectfully seeing off the young lady."

Once Shen Yun was certain that Feng Luoyi had left, he straightened up and continued packing his things.

Fortunately, he didn't have any secrets he was afraid of being seen, and even his breathing technique was beneath Feng Luoyi's notice.

Even if you show her the largest, most hidden ancient scroll, she still won't be able to see it.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

If you're poor enough, be honest about it...

Even if we become rich in the future, we should still learn some detection and surveillance techniques.

That night, the head of the family and his wife summoned Shen Yun and his wife again, and said some things like to handle things properly.

Shen Yun naturally knew what the two wanted to hear, and first expressed his reluctance by bursting into tears.

Then he pledged his loyalty, promising to serve the young lady well once he arrived in the Holy City.

Do your best and die!

Feng Zhi and the First Madam nodded repeatedly, as Shen Yun was the one who pleased them the most.

Shen Yun had long since figured out how to fool the master and mistress.

He wasn't the most loyal, but the things he said were so eloquent that he sounded like the most loyal and capable one.

What do you mean, "My master is heaven, my heart will always be with him"? I'll serve you for life, following your every command... I'll go through fire and water... I'll give my life... I'll support you with all my might...

Some of these words don't even exist in this world. The host felt that Shen Yun was expressing his feelings, so how could he not be moved?

It can only be said that in this world of cultivation, isolated cities stand in the wilderness, lacking cultural depth.

Moreover, Shen Yun has indeed been loyal to the Feng family for decades, and few have more seniority than him.

"Old Shen, you're kind-hearted. I heard that the two hundred taels of silver I gave you yesterday were all given to Old Man Feng. You're going to the Holy Sect to do something for the young lady. I heard that expenses there are mainly in gold. So, this hundred taels of gold..."

In this way, Feng Zhi not only did not make things difficult for them, but also gave the couple one hundred taels of gold as a settlement fee.

After the Huang family was searched, the head of the family became much more generous.

Shen Yun then realized that the Holy Sect also consumed gold and silver.

As currencies, gold and silver have their own inherent value.

Cultivators can extract refined gold and mithril from it to forge magical artifacts.

"My lord, what do you think the Holy City will be like?"

Back in the courtyard, Su Wan'er moved with light, graceful steps, her dress fluttering in the breeze.

There was no sadness of parting, only anticipation and joy for the future.

"After we have children, we won't have to be slaves to the Feng family anymore, and we'll even have the opportunity to join the Holy Sect!"

Shen Yun heard from his wife that the Holy City was a market town established by relying on the outer sect of the Holy Sect, with everything revolving around cultivation, and it gradually developed into a large city.

It is said to have a population of tens of millions, far exceeding that of the Immortal Seeking City.

Shen Yun was also looking forward to it; that was the true holy land for cultivation.

In a city like Mixian City, which has only a few hundred thousand inhabitants, there is only one shop selling cultivation items.

After returning, Shen Yun asked Su Wan'er to put the gold away. He thought about it and decided not to cultivate.

It won't make a difference if we stay in these two days.

The two lay in bed at night, and Su Wan'er spoke mysteriously.

"Actually, Wan'er learned a breathing technique when she was young. When she arrived in the Holy City, she remembered it and passed it on to her husband."

[Su Wan'er's exclusive blessing +9]

"Really? Wan'er has such a background."

Shen Yun feigned a shocked expression and looked at Su Wan'er in disbelief.

That evening, Su Wan'er, unusually, talked to Shen Yun about her childhood.

She described them not as a large clan, but as a wealthy family that owned a pharmacy.

She was young at the time, and girls rarely went out. She remembered that the city was called Ziyang City, and there were two locust trees in front of the pharmacy.

She didn't know why the city had fallen; her father had gone out to gather herbs, and her grandmother had taken her with her.

Then she heard a loud bang, the house collapsed, and when she regained consciousness, her grandmother was dead. Later, she was sucked up by a large ship and sold to the Immortal City.

The breathing technique was given to her by her father when she learned to read, so that she could remember it and learn.

You cannot formally practice cultivation before the age of fifteen, but it is beneficial to practice once every ten days when you are young to lay a foundation.

She was also instructed not to tell anyone or show it in front of other children.

After arriving at the Feng family, she grew up and learned the value of the breathing technique, so she dared not reveal it.

I almost forgot.

Now that Ziyang City is gone, she is not old-fashioned. Her husband loves cultivation, and as his wife, she is willing to lend him a hand.

She hadn't practiced for too long and couldn't remember some things clearly; she needed to think about them carefully.

The methods of spiritual practice must not be wrong or omitted.

【Intimacy Level: 93】

After that night, the two opened up to each other, and their intimacy increased once again.

The next day, Shen Yun only said goodbye to a few people he knew well.

Old Man Feng found hope for his son to stand up again at the Sacred Treasure Pavilion, which was good news.

It's a pity that I won't be able to cultivate myself anymore in the future.

As for Shen Qiqiang, upon hearing that Shen Yun was going to leave with the young lady, he offered his blessings with a bitter face.

He tidied up the house again, sold off what he could, and exchanged all the silver notes for gold.

Silver notes from the Immortal City are generally not valid in the Holy City.

All his belongings, two hundred and thirty taels of gold, were carefully stored away, layer upon layer.

Don't bring too much luggage, two bags are enough, Luo Yinghong specifically instructed.

Shen Yun was busy, and the mansion was also very lively.

Previously, Feng Luoyi had demonstrated absolute strength in the Qianlong Mountains.

In the past few days, Feng Mansion has become the center of Seeking Immortals City, with people from all walks of life coming to visit and give gifts.

The city lord's mansion, the other major families, and even forces from the surrounding towns.

The Feng family is a large clan, and many clan members and elders came to visit the Feng residence as a group.

I can't remember who gave what, but I did write down who didn't.