Daily Divination: I Seek Longevity Through Steady Progress

"He participated in the Xuanqing Sect's Yuzhou selection, ranking 377th, and gave up his status as a menial disciple..."

"Huh? You're ranked over 300th, and you still qualify to be a menial disciple? Why did you give up?"

The clan chief sat up abruptly, wanting to see the specific reason, but there was no further information.

He glanced at the elders arguing heatedly, hesitated for a moment, and then interjected:

"Fifth Elder, isn't it only the top 100 who are qualified to participate in the selection of menial disciples?"

Why does it say that Chen Lu ranked over 300th, meaning he could be a menial laborer without participating in the selection process? And why did he give it up?

The family heads who returned from the Xuanqing Sect back then all started as menial disciples.

After returning, they all became powerful figures who dominated Maple Forest Village. Without them, our Wang family would hardly have such a large fortune. Why did Chen Lu give up?

The Fifth Elder was so engrossed in arguing that he had no time to pay attention to the young clan leader sitting in the main seat.

The clan chief asked several times before impatiently turning his head away:

"He was unwilling to go, saying that even rogue cultivators could achieve the Great Dao."

The city lord of Chizhu Immortal City is quite powerful, isn't he? He's a city lord who started as a rogue cultivator, but even now, no one dares to say that.

And he, a twelve-year-old brat back then, was so ignorant and arrogant that he dared to say such things.

This statement is no different from the proverb "not eating meat porridge," and I'm afraid that if I write it down, future generations will laugh at me.

The Fifth Elder sneered and returned to the battlefield to continue fighting with the other elders.

The clan chief fell silent, then suddenly recalled his childhood: "At twelve years old, I was twelve. What I was thinking about was what to eat tonight, whether Afang liked me or Ahao."

I was thirteen years old and didn't want to cultivate, which made my parents so angry that they beat me every day. I only started cultivating so that they could beat me back as soon as possible.

Chen Lu, at the age of twelve, dared to dream that even a rogue cultivator could achieve the Great Dao.

Advancing to the seventh level of Qi Refining at the age of thirty-two not only signifies good aptitude but also demonstrates the hard work he has put in over the years.

His peers could master a low-grade secret technique in a month and a half at the fastest, but he was only a week slower, which shows that his comprehension was not a problem.

If things continue like this, he should be able to reach the Foundation Establishment stage around the age of forty-five, with unlimited potential.

He possessed both talent and comprehension, and in his youth he also had grand ideals.

This is almost identical to those family heads who led their families to rise to prominence.

He makes sense. The plan can be tested internally first, and if it works, it can be promoted. The worst-case scenario is that we will only lose the rent from 10,000 mu of spiritual fields.

But as long as the escort agency remains and the clients are not lost, the Wang family still calls the shots in the entire Fenglinfang market.

As long as we get rid of these people and maintain our low-price strategy, any future competitors won't be able to compete with us.

The elders were still arguing, spouting moral righteousness outside while uttering shamelessness inside.

He couldn't understand why, if the family as a whole improved, they would also improve.

But they only care about their own little corner of the world. If the lips are cold, the teeth will be gone. These elders should understand this.

"Elders! Who agrees with Chen Lu's proposal? Who opposes it? Let's vote now!"

The elders immediately stopped arguing, and some stared at the clan leader with amusement, as if they had been waiting for this moment.

They reached a consensus on the pros and cons the moment they heard the suggestion.

If it were truly all beneficial and without any harm, they would have done it directly without needing to hold a meeting.

The meeting was just a formality for the clan leader, so that he could enjoy the feeling of being the clan leader. Otherwise, what if he got sick from holding it in?

"Chieftain, since you agree, we agree. After all, the clan rules state that only the chieftain can make decisions."

Although the competition is fierce right now, at least we still have a position and the market is still under our control.

"If this plan goes wrong, the escort agency will collapse instantly, and Fenglinfang will no longer belong to the Wang family! You will be the greatest sinner of the Wang family!"

The clan chief remained expressionless, but no one knew what emotions he was feeling inside.

"I agree. As long as the elders are willing to lend their assistance, I will bear the consequences alone; if we succeed, the elders will be the greatest contributors!"

The family should really rely on the younger generation; it's always good to listen to their opinions.

The Wang family patriarch spoke with great conviction. He believed in Chen Lu, and based on intelligence, he knew that a man like Chen Lu would never be so unrealistic; his choice must have been made after careful consideration.

Moreover, the plan is very detailed and can be implemented directly after careful refinement.

Even if they really lose and the escort agency is gone, Chen Lu is still a person worth employing, at least he is trying to save the entire family.

The fact that he doesn't have the surname Wang is easy to solve. Anyway, he has Wang family blood, so he's no different from other people with the surname Wang. Just make him change his surname.

However, based on Chen Lu's intelligence, he would absolutely not agree.

The Fifth Elder stood up, rubbing his lower back, and said nonchalantly:

"Alright, clan leader, we'll get on with it. It will be fully implemented within the clan in three days."

But the Fifth Elder did not leave the room. Instead, he turned to look at the Transmission Elder, his expression serious and somewhat apologetic, and said:

"Elder Chuanjing, you are the one to relay this message, but I will have to trouble you to tell Chen Lu in person."

There are a lot of things to take care of at home, so I won't be going.

"It's alright, the Fifth Elder's matter is more important."

The elder waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care.

After surveying the group of elders and confirming that there was nothing else to discuss, the Elder Transmitting the Scriptures was the first to leave.

Then came the Fifth Elder, and finally the Clan Chief.

The Wang family patriarch watched the departing figures of the elders and sighed helplessly.

Within the family, the one with the highest cultivation and the strongest strength is the Elder of Transmission.

He is the one who should be in this position, not me.

Unfortunately, he was so engrossed in cultivation that he had no interest in interfering in family affairs.

Otherwise, no elder would dare to disobey his orders.

Inside the Sutra Repository, Chen Lu, who had spent another day training his physique, collapsed to the ground.

Catching his breath, he put his arms back into the medicinal liquid.

Feeling the warmth, he couldn't help but shiver comfortably.

To achieve the best results, after numerous divinations, Chen Lu determined the limit to his daily physical training.

As long as you don't get hurt while practicing, practice with all your might until you reach your limit.

After a few days, the results were remarkable, showing a significant change from before.

Unfortunately, these two civets were too clever and failed to trick them into giving them more jerky.

A few days later, they suddenly realized that the interruption of enlightenment that day was a lie.

However, they had no choice but to remain silent so as not to actually hurt him.

Only after he has finished his cultivation, used up the medicine, and is completely alright will they come over and scare him.

They crouched low, hissing at him with murderous intent.

He got used to it in a couple of days, and the more he looked at them, the cuter they seemed.

Of course, he wouldn't touch them again.

He can still distinguish between teasing and courting death.

Just as he continued to study the contents of the booklet, the two cats suddenly stood up.

She jumped off the warm crimson sand, glared at Chen Lu, and then ran off with a look of surprise on her face.

Seeing this, Chen Lu roughly knew that Elder Chuanjing had returned.

Chen Lu felt a little uneasy, wondering what answer the Transmission Elder would give.