Gou Zai Qingluo Cave Heaven Cultivation

Looking at Zhou Changming's family, who were brazenly coming to his door to freeload, Zhou Baoqing couldn't understand how there could be such shameless people in the world.

Why should you be entitled to the spirit stones that others have earned by working hard from dawn till dusk?

If they can't borrow the money, they might even turn around and accuse you of being selfish!

It's clear that novel writing requires logic, but reality doesn't need logic at all!

Fortunately, Grandpa Zhou Changgeng was a sensible person and would not be morally blackmailed into becoming a sucker just because of blood ties.

Upon hearing Zhou Changgeng's words "Get out," Zhou Changming was stunned for a moment, and then his face visibly turned a deep liver color.

He was used to running rampant in Nanwan, and because his parents favored him and he got a great deal when they divided the family property, he was allocated several acres of medium-sized ponds to grow lotus roots.

This lotus pond is different from fish farming. You can grow lotus for one year and keep it for several years. You only need to fertilize regularly and prevent pests. It doesn't require much effort and the money is stable.

With ample funds and a strong sense of self-confidence, he always acted superior to Zhou Changgeng.

Now, being scolded by his poor older brother whom he has always looked down upon, how can he swallow this humiliation?

"Brother, what do you mean by that?!"

Zhou Changming jumped up and down, accusing, "We're brothers, blood is thicker than water! Now that you've made a few bucks, you've turned your back on us, haven't you?"

His wife and daughter-in-law, hands on their hips, began to wail in unison:

"Oh dear, this is outrageous! Now that you've made your fortune, you look down on us poor relatives. You even snatch a piece of cake from your own nephew's plate, and you won't even lend a hand to your own brother if he needs capital. Your money will just grow moldy and sores!"

This loud, unruly outburst was bound to attract the attention of all the neighbors. Fortunately, the Zhou family had set up a protective array in their courtyard, which prevented them from disturbing the peace and quiet of the neighborhood.

Zhou Changgeng made a gesture as if to cast a spell, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to surge violently. "I wouldn't lend you my money even if I threw it into the Azure Scale River. Get out of here right now!"

This action really startled Zhou Changming, who quickly shielded his grandson Zhou Youfu in front of him.

It should be noted that Zhou Changgeng had been wandering around in his early years. Although his cultivation level was not very high, his practical experience far surpassed that of himself.

If a fight really breaks out, I'll only get beaten up!

Seeing that there was no hope of borrowing money, Zhou Changming simply tore off all pretense of civility and spat viciously.

"What's the point of keeping the money? Do you want to let your precious grandson throw it away?!"

He gave Zhou Baoqing a sinister look, sneering repeatedly, "Brother, you still treat this kid like a treasure! You have no idea what he's been up to at school!"

Overprotective of her son, Madam Chen immediately retorted angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting! My son Bao has always been diligent and studious at the clan school!"

"Diligent? Hahaha, that's laughable!"

Zhou Changming seemed to have seized on something, spitting as he spoke, his face full of vengeful pleasure.

"Your whole family has been fooled by this kid! I heard it from the headmaster of the clan school himself. Your precious grandson sleeps all day in school, and he got the lowest marks on both of the last two quizzes! Everyone's saying that the Zhou clan school is about to kick him out!"

He grew increasingly smug, his finger almost poking Zhou Baoqing's face: "Only your whole family are idiots, actually thinking he could cultivate into some kind of immortal in the academy? Bah! You wasted spirit stones on a good-for-nothing, and wouldn't even lend them to your own brothers, you deserve to be poor your whole lives!"

Upon hearing this, the previously heated argument in the courtyard fell silent.

Zhou Yulan's face turned pale, Chen was so angry that she trembled, and even Zhou Changgeng subconsciously looked at his grandson.

Although they believed Bao Ge'er wholeheartedly, Zhou Changming's account was so detailed and persuasive, even including details like "getting the lowest score in two small tests," that it was hard not to feel a chill.

Looking at Zhou Changming's smug face, Zhou Baoqing felt nothing, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Without saying a word, he slowly walked back to his room.

Seeing Zhou Baoqing's behavior, Zhou Changming assumed he was being exposed and was trying to hide out of guilt, so he became even more arrogant: "What? You're too ashamed to show your face after I hit the nail on the head? Brother, look at the good grandson you've raised!"

Zhou Changgeng, his face stern, snapped, "If you slander my Bao-ge'er again, I'll take you to the village head!"

A moment later, footsteps sounded again.

Zhou Baoqing returned from inside the house, carrying a roll of yellow paper that still smelled of ink.

"Second Grandfather, words are not enough; spreading rumors will get your tongue pulled out."

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist and, with a "whoosh," unfolded the yellow paper in his hand in front of everyone.

It was a list of results from the clan school!

This thing was originally pasted on the white jade screen wall outside Qingjin Hall. Today, the results were announced, and Zhou Changping passed the exam. Overjoyed, he took the list down, taking advantage of the school's tradition of "posting the results as a memento".

He kept the bottom half for himself and gave the top half to Zhou Baoqing, euphemistically calling it "witnessing the peak moment of my brother."

"The list is clearly written in black and white, and it is stamped with the red seal of Zhou Xuezheng of the school."

Zhou Baoqing pointed to the top of the list and said firmly, "I wonder if my name, Zhou Baoqing, is written in the second place?"

Zhou Changming's face stiffened, and he subconsciously craned his neck to look closer.

The bright red seal of the "Zhou Clan School" gleamed with an aura that could not be faked.

And right below the top spot on the list, there were the three big characters "Zhou Baoqing"!

It was followed by a series of eye-catching "upper, upper".

"That's impossible!"

Zhou Changming's face was filled with disbelief. "You're clearly at the bottom, how could you possibly be second? This list must be fake!"

"If Second Grandfather doesn't believe me, he can go to Qingjin Hall tomorrow to confront the old master."

Zhou Baoqing casually gathered the list together. "But if it disturbs the peace of the school and angers the teacher, I wonder if Second Grandfather's health can withstand the teacher's exorcism spell?"

Exorcism?

Zhao Yuanqiu couldn't help but burst out laughing. Her cousin's words were really filthy!

But to their own family, Zhou Changming is nothing short of "evil"!

The situation has now become extremely clear.

Zhou Changming, unable to borrow money, slandered his cousin!

The rest of the family also realized what was happening.

Like a victorious hen, Madam Chen triumphantly declared, "The list is right here! What else do you have to say? You all don't know, do you? Master Gan has already accepted Bao-ge'er as his disciple!"

Zhou Changming's family naturally had nothing to say.

Or rather, they felt uneasy.

Don't worry about Zhou Changgeng, he's old and can't pull off any new tricks.

But if Zhou Baoqing truly has such excellent results in the clan school and is also a disciple of Master Gan, wouldn't his future be soaring?

Thinking of this, Zhou Changming's expression changed several times, and he cried out, "Big brother, don't misunderstand! I didn't lend you money before because I really didn't have any!"