Witch, please have some self-respect!

While chatting with Shen Qiqiang, Shen Yun learned that a strange fragrance was rising from the Qianlong Mountains, which was so refreshing that it attracted all the forces in the city.

The head of the family has not yet returned. Chang Buduan and his group of old guards left last night, led by the fourth master of the Feng family.

If it weren't for Shen Qiqiang being kept on hold by his "godfather," no one would have revealed this to Shen Yun.

It's not bad to express the idea of ​​taking in a godchild.

These guards are usually very arrogant and look down on the other servants in the mansion.

"The movements in the Hidden Dragon Mountains are getting bigger and bigger. Is some great treasure about to emerge?"

Shen Yun was somewhat worried; would this affect the peace within the Immortal Seeking City?

He hasn't started developing yet.

"thump"

Suddenly, a sound interrupted the two of them.

A tall, strong young man knelt there, looking at Shen Yun with longing and shouting.

"Master Shen, Li Bu has been a wanderer since childhood. Meeting you today, I feel an immediate connection. If you don't mind, I would like to become your godfather!"

Shen Yun could tell at a glance that this person was trying to steal his gold coins.

However, judging from the child's robust health, he was probably not far from reaching the next level, and he even managed to lower himself to face the situation.

He's a talented person, so it's not appropriate to refuse him directly.

"Xiao Bu, I need to consider the matter of taking on a grandson, especially since Xiao Qiang came first."

Shen Yun, with her back hunched, stepped forward to help him up and said kindly.

Although Li Bu was tall and strong, he was very clever and quite shameless.

He immediately changed his tune: "Uncle Yun, I don't want to be your godfather anymore. You look very young, and I'd rather have you as my godfather."

"My godfather is still closer to me!"

Shen Qiqiang, whose face was already full of hostility, looked at Li Bu with fire practically spitting out of his eyes.

Li Bu didn't care; they were competitors.

Only the winner can become Grandpa's only child!

Shen Yun looked pained; these two things didn't sound like anything good just from their names.

"This is a big deal, Grandpa needs to consider it carefully."

Shen Yun stroked his white beard and coughed twice before speaking.

"Master Shen, I heard you've also learned Rolling Stone Fist. I'll show you how, and I'll definitely be able to protect you in your old age."

"Look at me, Master Shen. I'm much better than that skinny Xiao Qiang."

Shen Yun, leaning on his crutch, watched the two men demonstrate their rolling stone punches with concern, as if to say, "Stop fighting!"

And you know what? Ever since the news of him taking in godsons and grandsons started circulating in the mansion again, these little brats have become much more respectful of him.

After acting out a scene with their two grandsons for a while, they went on patrol.

Fortunately, they had something to do, otherwise they would have been bothering him all the time, which would have given Shen Yun a real headache.

Today was his day off, and since the city was still safe, he was planning to go out for a while.

Shen Yun went back to get some things and carefully put the land deed and silver notes away from his body.

After leaving the mansion and circling around to make sure no one was following, he changed his clothes, dyed his hair and beard black and white, and put on a human skin mask.

Straightening his back, Shen Yun transformed into a man who looked to be in his forties or fifties.

No one could reconcile him with the image of the elderly man from before.

The city of Seeking Immortals has very few cultivators skilled in alchemy, talisman making, weapon forging, and other arts, and relies heavily on purchasing various resources and elixirs from outside.

There is only one legitimate place that sells items for spiritual practice—the Sacred Treasure Pavilion.

So there are people watching him all year round, and he doesn't want to be discovered.

Shen Yun didn't rush to the Sacred Treasure Pavilion; instead, he went to the real estate agency first to sell his house.

Although the location was so-so, just a single-courtyard house, it could still sell for a thousand taels.

As the only major city within a radius of several thousand miles, the houses in Mi Xian City are half rented and half sold.

There are few houses available for sale, so there's no worry about them selling.

No buyer is needed; the brokerage firm will take it immediately after inspection.

If Shen Yun were willing to wait, he could sell it for 1,100 taels, but he didn't want to bother.

He plans to stay home less in the future, as he might go to the Holy Sect with the young lady. Dealing with things sooner will save him a lot of trouble.

It can't really be left to one's godson or godson.

With more than two thousand taels of silver notes in his hand, Shen Yun walked along the main street.

The shops on both sides mostly sell ordinary goods, and the city is mainly frequented by ordinary people.

The outer market town established by the major sects is the holy land where cultivators are everywhere.

The St. Paul's Tower at the end of the street is not tall, only three stories high.

Shen Yun walked in. There weren't many people there today; it even looked a bit deserted.

"What would the customer like to buy?"

A servant came forward and, despite being a stranger to Shen Yun, greeted him with a warm smile.

"Blood Essence Pill".

"How much would you like, sir?"

"Twenty!"

Upon hearing such a large quantity, the servant bowed even lower, his smile widening.

"Senior, are you going to the Hidden Dragon Mountain Range outside the city to seek opportunities? Would you like a protective talisman stone?"

"How much does a single runestone cost now?"

Shen Yun was somewhat tempted; the protective talisman was very effective.

"A high-quality rune stone can withstand a full-force attack from a level seven Body Nourishing cultivator, and costs only 1,600 taels."

Seeing Shen Yun frown and remain silent, the attendant then introduced, "Ordinary talismans can withstand the fifth level of Body Nourishing Realm... one thousand taels."

"It's more expensive than usual," Shen Yun said.

The attendant explained, "These past few days, spiritual plants have been appearing frequently in the Hidden Dragon Mountains, attracting many people seeking opportunities. With so many buyers, the supply is insufficient, so..."

Shen Yun nodded, unconcerned.

He can't afford the inferior quality ones now.

He followed the attendant to the special trading hut, asked for a few more body-nourishing pills, and paid for the goods in cash.

In the delivery room, no one knows what the customer bought, which protects privacy and security very well.

He walked slowly through the city, not relaxing even though fighting was forbidden in Seeking Immortals City, constantly gripping the dragon head of his cane in his sleeve.

To prevent someone from making a move in case.

His dragon-head cane was specially made; the staff part can activate hidden weapons, but he didn't bring it with him when he went out today.

The main feature is that a fine protective talisman stone is hidden inside the dragon's head.

Back then, for safety, the talisman cost 1,500 taels and the walking stick cost 200 taels.

A house in the city.

Since there are cultivators in this world, Shen Yun naturally had to spend a lot of money to create a trump card to protect his life.

You can, but not without.

It's only been a little over a decade, and I don't know how much of the effect of the premium protective runes has remained.

After leaving Shengbaolou, he bought some cosmetics and spent almost all of his savings.

In the afternoon, Shen Yun returned to the Feng family home with a hunched back.

Back in the room, I hid the Blood Essence Pills in several different places.

night.

Su Wan'er looked at the rouge and face powder her husband had given her with surprise; she had never expected her husband to give her such a gift.

[Su Wan'er's Intimacy Level: 89]

"Wan'er, your husband achieved a breakthrough in his cultivation yesterday."

Seeing Su Wan'er's surprise, Shen Yun revealed another bombshell.

He originally wanted to wait for Wan'er to ask, but she was very obedient and didn't ask any more questions if Shen Yun didn't say anything.

I have no choice but to speak up myself.

"My husband has reached the next level!?"

Su Wan'er looked at Shen Yun in shock, her mouth agape in an "O" shape.

"Of course." Shen Yun nodded, channeling his qi and blood to flow through his body. "However, this matter should not be revealed to anyone for the time being."

Looking at the radiant blood and qi, Su Wan'er was initially shocked, but then delighted.

It's so rare for a husband to reach such a high level at his age; he should live to be a hundred.

She remembered learning breathing techniques when she was young, but she couldn't recall how to practice them.

I might remember it if I think about it carefully later, and then I'll give it to my husband.

The maids of the Feng family had no opportunity to cultivate, while her husband, though a cultivator, was much older than her.

They might really be able to walk hand in hand through life.

Acupressure massage brings +1 blessing.

[Emotional exchange, Su Wan'er's exclusive blessing +9]

As intimacy increases, and following the principle of rounding up and down, one receives a little more exclusive blessing.

......

After chatting, I finished my daily routine of enjoying ancient scrolls.

Call ~

Shen Yun went to the side room and sat down cross-legged to practice the Purple Thunder Breathing Technique.

To enjoy life better in the future, we must work hard now.

After practicing several times, Shen Yun realized that the trickle of blood left over from the blood offerings was insufficient to sustain his cultivation.

A declining body can't produce much vital energy to nourish itself; forcibly squeezing it out will only damage its foundation, allowing the body to return to its former state.

After taking another Blood Essence Pill, his condition improved. He practiced the breathing technique for half an hour and then practiced the Rolling Stone Fist again.

After careful consideration, Shen Yun concluded that breathing techniques were the most effective way to regulate qi and blood and nourish the body.

Rolling Stones won't work.

Even though he has reached a certain level, it doesn't change the fact that he is an old man.

The Rolling Stone Fist technique involves using stone locks to wrap around the body and roll them around, which puts a great strain on the body.

It would be more appropriate to allocate future merit points to the "Purple Thunder Breathing Method".

"I'm too old to fight. The most important thing is to learn some ways to make a living."

Shen Yun thought about his savings of over ten taels of silver and began to contemplate the future.

It would be best to learn a skill related to spiritual practice.

The Nourishing Body Pill had little effect on him, while a Blood Essence Pill cost one hundred taels.

Without the aid of elixirs, it's impossible to make progress at this age.

My salary is only enough for one health-preserving pill a year, so there's no hope.

"Headache..."

Having no immediate ideas, Shen Yun secretly noted them down, intending to pay close attention.