I'm in the world of cultivation, and I get a system for becoming a wealthy urban tycoon?

Ding Ran listened to Ye Qianyuan's statement with a somewhat dazed and confused expression.

Even though Ye Qianyuan had personally said that he would cripple Chen Chuanmo's cultivation and expel him from the sect, it did not cause him much emotional fluctuation.

His mind was filled with thoughts of how, in just one night, the weak-looking beast egg in his hands yesterday, whose very existence was uncertain and whose hatching was not even certain, had transformed into the golden-haired little girl before him, who had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage…

This young master's methods are truly astonishing and awe-inspiring!

The more Ding Ran realized this, the deeper her sense of loss became.

Because he wanted to become this noble young master's servant, but the noble young master refused to take him in!

We missed the chance to latch onto a powerful figure!

He felt like crying but had no tears, yet he didn't want to think about it anymore, lest he feel even worse.

At least, the fact that the young master was willing to stand up for him is already an immense favor!

He took a deep breath, composed himself, and smiled. He bowed respectfully to Ye Qianyuan and said, "Everything is at the discretion of the Mountain Lord!"

Ye Qianyuan's gaze remained fixed on Lu Yang's face.

The noble young man in white robes stood with his hands behind his back, the morning light outlining the handsome profile of his face, his expression remaining calm and composed.

He didn't react much after listening to their conversation.

He gritted his teeth, nodded, and said, "Since that's the case, then let's handle it this way! Young Master, young friend Ding Ran, please wait a moment. I've already sent someone to bring Chen Chuanmo over!"

Lu Yang nodded slightly and chuckled, "I'm not in a hurry."

His trip to Tiangong Xuanzong in Jingzhou was merely to purchase high-quality sound transmission jade tablets; it wasn't some urgent matter.

He also harbored the intention of taking his time along the way.

Spending an hour or two at Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain is nothing.

When Ye Qianyuan saw that Lu Yang spoke without seeming to feel any dissatisfaction, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to look at the other elders.

The four elders who possessed the sect's guardian beasts were pale and flushed, their foreheads dripping with sweat.

Their divine senses fluctuated slightly, clearly indicating that they were secretly communicating with their respective natal spirit beasts.

Judging from their expressions, the communication didn't seem to be going smoothly.

Ye Qianyuan's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that our family's guardian beast is really going to be kidnapped?!

Absolutely not!

These are four powerful demons at the Nascent Soul stage!

If they were really abducted by this young nobleman, they wouldn't dare to cause him any trouble, so they could only accept it.

At that time, their high-end combat power in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain will be reduced by nearly half!

This would be a tremendous disaster for any top power!

Ye Qianyuan quickly coughed and spoke before the atmosphere became more awkward: "My fellow disciples, I will accompany the young master from now on. You should all go back to your cultivation. After all, there is no major problem anymore."

The elders, understanding the implied meaning of the song, nodded repeatedly and responded faster than the last.

"Absolutely! Absolutely!"

"I am still in a crucial period of comprehending the Great Dao, and it is indeed not advisable for me to linger here!"

"I am also at a crucial juncture in comprehending the cultivation technique; now is the time for me to return and practice!"

"..."

While they were talking, they would occasionally glance at Lu Yang to see if he had any complaints.

If this young master doesn't want them to leave, then they'll probably have no choice but to grit their teeth and continue standing here, forcing smiles and trying to appease their natal spirit beasts.

Fortunately, Lu Yang remained calm as always. He chuckled and said, "In that case, I won't trouble you seniors any further. Cultivation is the priority. I will leave on my own after I've dealt with this matter."

Upon hearing this, Ye Qianyuan and the other elders all breathed a long sigh of relief.

They even felt a tiny bit of emotion.

This young nobleman is indeed a person of extraordinary birth and noble status!

If he shows that he wants their sect's guardian beast, then there is a real chance that he will succeed!

However, this young nobleman paid no attention to these four Nascent Soul stage demons!

Whether it's because this young master looks down on their sect's guardian beast, or for some other reason...

For them, the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain was a huge loss they avoided!

Lu Yang was unaware of Ye Qianyuan and the others' thoughts; his own thoughts were actually quite simple.

After all, he had no grudge against the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, so it was somewhat unethical of him to take away their guardian beast for no reason.

He now has no shortage of Nascent Soul stage combat power.

Moreover, without the [Low-Level Spirit Beast Nurturing Card], he could at most sign normal spirit beast contracts with these four Nascent Soul stage demons, which wouldn't be of much use to him.

On the contrary, the four Nascent Soul demons were quite disappointed.

Judging from the young nobleman's nonchalant demeanor, he clearly didn't think much of them at all.

Indeed... With this young master's extraordinary abilities, he could easily cultivate a beast egg that is far superior to theirs.

How could we possibly hire those old fogies again?

For a moment, the four transformed demons all looked dejected.

The four elders were overjoyed and immediately began to communicate with their respective spirit beasts, offering words of comfort and promises.

The main strategy is to take advantage of a weakness!

The elders did not linger any longer.

They transformed into streaks of light, each accompanied by their respective guardian beasts, and hurriedly flew towards the depths of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

Under the morning light, several streaks of light streaked across the sky, moving even faster than when they arrived, giving the impression of having escaped from danger.

However, the four transformed demons kept turning back as they flew away, their expressions still quite disappointed.

Only Ye Qianyuan remained at the scene.

As the morning light rose higher, it cast his long shadow on the Spirit Floor.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm and composed, but he dared not relax for a moment.

Just then, two more streaks of light flew in from the depths of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

The speed of these two streaks of light was clearly not as fast as those Nascent Soul stage cultivators; they were about the same as the Golden Core stage cultivators.

One after the other, they swept past the churning gray-white demonic mist in the sky and flew straight toward the flying boat.

A few breaths later, they arrived in front of the group and revealed themselves.

Leading the group was an elderly man with white hair and a white beard. He wore a dark blue Taoist robe embroidered with several patterns of the Beast-Controlling Mountain. He had a square face and a solemn expression.

A young man followed behind him.

The young man appeared to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was tall and slender, wearing a dark brocade robe with a rather exquisite beast-taming bag hanging at his waist. His face was handsome, but there was a hint of arrogance between his brows.

This is Chen Chuanmo, a core disciple of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain.

As soon as Chen Chuanmo regained his footing, his gaze quickly swept around his surroundings.

His gaze immediately fell on Lu Yang, and his expression faltered for a moment.

The young man in white robes before me seemed to possess some indescribable aura. Just by standing there, everything around him lost its color, and the morning light falling on him formed a faint halo.

However, the young man quickly came to his senses, a look of horror appearing in his eyes. He hurriedly looked away, not daring to look any longer.

He then saw Mu Yunxue beside Lu Yang, and a look of amazement appeared in his eyes.

She was stunningly beautiful with a cool and aloof demeanor, dressed in white, her long, jet-black hair simply tied back with a plain white ribbon, which fluttered slightly in the wind.

However, he quickly looked away, not daring to look any longer.

The female cultivator and the white-robed youth were standing so close that their relationship was clearly quite close.

That male cultivator was clearly no ordinary person. He did like beautiful women, but he wouldn't be courting death.

His gaze then fell on the four inner disciples he had sent out, and on the somewhat nervous Ding Ran.

His gaze finally swept over the four inner disciples kneeling in the corner of the deck, their faces covered in tears and snot, and over Ding Ran, who stood not far away, his expression a mixture of complex emotions and a sense of relief.

Chen Chuanmo glanced at Ding Ran's expression and the expressions of his four junior brothers, and his heart sank.

He had a bad feeling.

Chen Chuanmo dared not think too much. He first bowed respectfully to Ye Qianyuan, his voice steady and his posture dignified: "Disciple Chen Chuanmo greets Mountain Lord!"

Ye Qianyuan looked at Chen Chuanmo, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

This Chen Chuanmo comes from the Golden Core Chen family. He has the talent for cultivation with top-grade spiritual roots, and what's even more rare is his considerable comprehension in the art of beast taming.

The sect spared no effort in training him.

He was never shortchanged in any way—cultivation techniques, elixirs, spirit beasts, and access to secret realms.

Over the years, he has had a smooth and successful career at Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain, and he is always surrounded by admirers wherever he goes.

Pity……

My luck was a bit off.

If Ding Ran hadn't met this noble young master, perhaps he really would have obtained the Nine Heavens Golden-Winged Roc Egg.

With the resources of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain for incubation and nurturing, combined with Chen Chuanmo's own talent, he might become a Nascent Soul stage Supreme Elder and a Nascent Soul stage Guardian Beast in the future.

The strength of Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain might increase even further.

Unfortunately, Ding Ran happened to meet this noble young master, and everything changed.

Thinking about this, Ye Qianyuan felt relieved.

No matter how strong one's talent, if one's luck is not good, one will still not have a smooth journey on the path of cultivation.

The more powerful a cultivator is, the more they value the concept of luck.

Which True Lord who has cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage has not encountered several opportunities to change their fate in their youth?

Meeting this noble young man was itself a calamity for Chen Chuanmo.

It's unavoidable.

Chen Chuan stood silently, watching Ye Qianyuan look him up and down. He didn't say a word for a long time, his face gradually turned pale, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead and slid down his temples.

His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and felt chilly against his skin.

not right...

Normally, the mountain lord was quite close to him, and every time they met, he would ask about his cultivation progress and occasionally give him some pointers on beast taming techniques.

It's definitely not the silent, scrutinizing look it's giving us today!

What exactly did those four good-for-nothings do?!

Who exactly is that man who looks so unusual?!

Those four good-for-nothings wouldn't have messed with him, would they?

They can't even handle such a small matter as snatching a beast egg from a scion of a minor noble family. What use are they?!

Utterly foolish!

Damn it!

Am I going to be severely punished?!

If that's the case, once his punishment is over, he will definitely give those four good-for-nothings a good dressing down!

Chen Chuanmo's mind was churning with thoughts, but he dared not show them on his face.

He still bowed with his hands clasped and his eyes lowered, his posture becoming increasingly humble.