Han Clan Immortals: I have a hundredfold energy-gathering bottle

Following Han Chiting's footsteps, Yuan Chengju entered the formation and rode the clouds up the mountain.

Once they reached the top of Jianzhu Mountain, Yuan Chengju sat down and saw two people emerge from the back of the courtyard.

One of them was dressed in a green robe with a calm expression and a sword hanging at his waist; he was at the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Behind them was a young cultivator dressed in a blue robe, surrounded by water vapor, who seemed to be only at the initial stage of cultivation.

"I suppose this man in blue must be Han Jinwei, the head of the Han family. As expected of a sword cultivator, he is truly impressive."

Although it was Yuan Chengju's first time visiting the Han family, he was able to recognize the visitor's identity with just a quick glance.

The blue-robed cultivator behind him should be Han Jieliu, the elder of the Han family who returned from the upper sect.

I have paid special attention to this person, and I fear that he has extraordinary talent since returning from the upper sect.

However, seeing that he hadn't made any moves in the past two years, only cultivating silently and still not reaching the mid-stage of Qi Refining, they lowered their guard and treated him as an ordinary person.

"Patriarch Han, Young Master Han."

Yuan Chengju stood up and said politely.

Although the three families had a "co-governance oath" back then, their relationship was not very good, especially between their own family and the King of Han's family.

But today he came to discuss important matters on orders from his family, so he had to be somewhat respectful.

Han Jinwei looked at the gray-robed cultivator in front of him. He was at the early stage of Qi Refining. He recognized him as a descendant of Yuan Yingtuan, the patriarch of the Yuan family. He was from the main branch of the Yuan family and had good talent.

Now that he has reached the first level of Qi Refining and is thirty years old, equivalent to a member of his own "Jie" generation, he responded softly.

"Young Master Yuan, what brings you here today?"

Yuan Chengju cupped his hands in greeting, said nothing, and took a bag off his waist.

The bag was round, and when the brownish-yellow cloth was lifted, a terrified human head rolled out.

The head had been processed; it fell to the ground with little sound, and there was no trace of blood inside or out, yet the expression remained lifelike.

Han Jinwei recognized this as one of the disciples of Xiling Sanren in Donglu Market. He was surprised that the Yuan family had already brought his head here, which meant they had succeeded.

With a smile on his face, Yuan Chengju glanced at the expressions of the two people in front of him and said slowly.

"Master Han, we recently received news that the Hermit of Xiling in Donglu Market has been missing for quite some time."

"Only two disciples remained in the formation, pretending that he was still there. After sending someone to test the waters, the truth of the matter was confirmed."

"This market is extremely profitable, so naturally it should be occupied by the virtuous. Therefore, my family broke through the formation a few days ago and temporarily took over the Donglu Market. We killed these two people and are preparing to rebuild a market dominated by the three families of Huannan. We will send three Qi Refining cultivators to take turns guarding it. What do you think, Patriarch Han?"

Although the Yuan family was slower to discover it, their actions were roughly in line with what I had initially thought.

Han Jieliu looked at the head staring blankly at the beam, and immediately made a plan in his mind, but shook his head and said.

"Since the nobles have this wish to revitalize Donglu Market, my family naturally has no objections."

"It's just that my family doesn't have as many noble cultivators as we do, so we really can't spare any manpower to guard the market. We can only offer our support verbally."

Yuan Chengju paused, somewhat surprised, not expecting Han Jinwei to choose not to get involved in this matter.

The profits of a small market town may not be as high as the income of a celestial clan, but it is simpler.

Maintaining order and stabilizing the formation can yield a profit of over a hundred yuan a year, which is quite considerable for a Qi-refining family like ours.

Otherwise, that hermit from Xiling wouldn't have become so wealthy, not to mention that there's a mid-stage Qi Refining Formation and a sacred mountain in Donglu Market, which are quite precious.

"Although the Han family has fewer Qi Refining cultivators than the Yuan and Wang families, they are not so poor that they cannot produce even one. I wonder why they are unwilling to get involved in the market."

Yuan Chengju reacted quickly and didn't dwell on it any longer. He just pondered for a moment before continuing.

"Since Patriarch Han is unwilling, but since the Donglu Market is located on Huannan Ridge and is a matter for the three families, we will leave 10% of the profits to the nobles, with my family taking 50%, the Wang family taking 30%, and the remaining 10% to be given to the elder of the Shangzong who was once the backer of Xiling Sanren."

Han Jieliu recalled the shock Xiling Sanren felt when he first recognized his identity in the stone chamber, realizing that he might have connections in the upper sect.

But now that he has been dead for a long time, the elder has not reacted at all, which is probably just a matter of self-interest.

Han Jinwei heard this and, although he didn't know why the Yuan family was being so kind, he was puzzled.

Seeing that Yuan Chengju had arrived empty-handed and pale-faced, it seemed that his words were merely a temporary measure. Once the market order was restored, how much he would give his family would be up to him.

So he nodded slightly.

"In that case, my Han family will thank you."

The two chatted for a while longer, mainly about the Hao family, the temple's affairs, and recent changes in Linjiang County.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Yuan Chengju breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands, and rose from his seat.

Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something and turned to ask Han Jinwei.

"By the way, Patriarch Han, a year ago, a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining suddenly appeared on Jiaoyu Road. He rode on clouds and exhaled Qi, and it seemed that he was cultivating the [Pure Qi] path."

"After investigating the Wang family in Linjiang Lake, he went straight to Guanglu Lake to find the Zhou family, for reasons unknown."

"All we know is that he fought a great battle with the Zhou family's ancestor in the end. He was very powerful and managed to kill three mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators from the Zhou family and escape unscathed. He even declared that if the Zhou family did not give an explanation, he would personally wipe out the entire Zhou family if he reached the Foundation Establishment stage."

After Yuan Chengju finished speaking, he casually asked a question.

"Master Han, do you know his background?"

Han Jinwei and Han Jieliu exchanged a glance and remained silent, not expecting that the Liu siblings they had killed had such a powerful background.

His father was not only a talisman master, but also a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and even dared to claim that he had achieved Foundation Establishment.

However, Han Jinwei was also a cautious person and was certain that no one had found him on the lake at the time, and that the body had been sunk into the lake and disposed of cleanly.

It had long been devoured by the demons lured by its bloodlust, leaving no trace, he replied softly.

"My family has been living in seclusion in the mountains for many years, so we've never heard of these things before, and naturally we know nothing about them."

Yuan Chengju nodded slightly. He was just asking casually. Back then, the cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining had really frightened his mountain quite a bit when he came along the way.

So he took his leave and followed Han Chiting down the mountain.

Han Jieliu frowned as he watched Yuan Chengju leave and spoke up.

"The Yuan family's external actions have become sharper again, quite different from a few years ago. Could it be that Yuan Yingtuan has successfully broken through?"

Han Jinwei nodded in agreement.

"That's quite possible, but I know Yuan Yingtuan. He's a loner and indifferent person. Perhaps it's because of the cultivation method he practices. He's more like a rogue cultivator than a clan cultivator."

Even if he succeeds in breaking through, he probably won't tell the clan. The Yuan family's move to occupy Donglu Market is probably just a test of our two families, and also an attempt to expand the clan's income.

Han Jinwei looked north.

"In previous years, when we paid the offerings, our family would send a steward to deliver them. To be on the safe side, we would also go with the Wang family cultivators."

"But now the lake is frozen solid, and the Wang family's fishing industry, on which they rely, has suffered great losses. They may even have trouble making offerings. They are in a state of panic and have not come looking for my family. You must be careful on your journey."

Knowing the younger generation's nature, he was very prudent and self-protective, so I didn't offer any further advice.

Han Jieliu nodded, cupped his hands in greeting, and headed out of the mountain.

Han Jinwei was still sitting in the courtyard, and the place suddenly became quiet.

Only the head on the ground was stirred by the draft, gently turning its direction, its eyes wide open, seemingly also looking towards Leijun City to the north.