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

Faced with the gazes cast upon him by a group of Golden Core cultivators, Jiang Feng's heart was naturally filled with bitterness.

He understood his situation better than anyone else.

At most, his lifespan will be completely exhausted in three years.

However, none of the younger generation in the clan were capable of holding their own.

Once he passes away, the resources accumulated by the Jiang family over hundreds of years will be like a piece of fat meat thrown into a pack of wolves, to be divided and eaten clean.

He had already prepared for the worst. After a while, he would pack up the portable spirit stones and valuables, and lead his people to quietly leave the Taibai Mountains to find a remote place with less spiritual energy and weaker surrounding forces to start over.

As for the market town, spiritual fields, and cave dwellings that cannot be moved, we can only reluctantly give them up.

He happened to be handling some asset transfer matters in the market today when he witnessed Young Master Lu's arrival at Taibai Market.

A hundred-foot-long flying boat, guarded by Golden Core cultivators, and greeted by seven True Immortals!

The scale of the event was astonishing!

After hearing that the Wang family was hosting a banquet, he clung to a sliver of hope and, along with three younger cultivators from his clan, shamelessly came to try his luck.

To be honest, Jiang Feng wasn't very confident.

The young generation who were able to attend this banquet were all outstanding geniuses from various powerful forces, and even the worst spiritual roots were at least of the middle grade.

But the Jiang family must have committed some terrible sin, because not a single member of their younger generation has ever produced a mid-grade spiritual root. They searched high and low and couldn't find a single promising talent.

Compared to these geniuses, the Chiang family's offspring are far inferior.

His only thought was of Jiang Shiqing, a direct descendant of the clan.

Jiang Shiqing's talent may be mediocre, but her face is indeed superior to that of other young female cultivators from other families.

If Jiang Shiqing could be valued by Young Master Lu, even if she were just kept by his side as a maid serving tea and water, with Young Master Lu's status and power, the Jiang family could preserve its foundation after Jiang Feng's lifespan was exhausted, and might even have a chance to rise to a higher level.

Of course, to be honest, Jiang Feng knew in his heart that this was just wishful thinking.

Although Jiang Shiqing is outstanding in appearance, the gap between her and the other female cultivators present is not so great as to be insurmountable.

However, the gaps in other aspects, such as spiritual roots, cultivation level, and talents, are completely insurmountable.

He also knew that the chances of Jiang Shiqing being chosen by Young Master Lu were extremely low.

It was just a desperate measure, a chance to try our luck.

While he was feeling uneasy, his footsteps had already led him to the main table.

The gazes cast by Fang Xun and other top experts from the Taibai Mountains—some scrutinizing, some disdainful, some calm—weighed heavily on his shoulders.

The gazes of the row of Golden Core stage servants behind Lu Yang sent chills down his spine. Their cultivation levels far surpassed his, yet their eyes were as indifferent as if they were looking at an object.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the tension surging in his chest, and raised his glass.

A respectful and eager smile spread across his weathered face, his posture extremely humble, showing none of the condescension or arrogance a Golden Core cultivator would show when facing a Qi Refining cultivator.

"Young Master Lu, I am Jiang Feng, and I would also like to offer you a cup of wine today."

His voice trembled slightly, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the cup protruded, covered with the dark brown marks characteristic of the elderly.

Lu Yang smiled slightly, raised his glass in a gesture of greeting, took a small sip, and said in a gentle tone, "Hello, Senior Jiang."

Seeing that Lu Yang's attitude was so gentle, not only did he reply, but he even took a sip of wine, the expressions of the cultivators who had been secretly watching this place immediately changed.

The way they looked at Jiang Feng changed subtly.

The scrutiny and disdain from before subsided somewhat, replaced by a cautious reassessment.

Jiang Feng naturally noticed this change as well.

His heart trembled violently, filled with immense excitement.

This is the status and influence of Young Master Lu.

Such a small gesture was enough to change the way those fellow Daoists who were originally quick to forget him looked at him.

and……

Young Master Lu's attitude was much better than he had imagined!

A sense of excitement welled up inside him.

Could it be that I have caught Young Master Lu's eye?

The moment the thought popped into his head, he was flattered and so excited that even the dough glowed red.

He steadied himself and stepped aside to let the three young men behind him pass: "These three are my incompetent juniors. Shi Qing, Yuan Gong, Ren Ping... you three, why don't you quickly offer a toast to Young Master Lu!"

The three of them looked up at Lu Yang with some nervousness, and quickly raised their wine glasses respectfully.

The spirit wine in the cup swayed slightly, reflecting the light of the spirit lamp above, and flashed out a few fine golden rays.

Lu Yang then got a clear look at Jiang Shiqing's appearance.

Jiang Shiqing has a rather dignified appearance: her eyebrows are thick and long, her eyes are big and bright, and her eyes naturally have a bright radiance; her nose is high and straight with a well-defined profile; her lips are full and red, and they seem to be slightly upturned even when she is not smiling.

She is the kind of striking beauty who makes a deep impression at first glance and is unforgettable.

However, Jiang Shiqing's expression was quite tense at this moment, her face was slightly flushed, and her gaze was somewhat unfocused.

Taking advantage of the moment of toasting, she secretly raised her eyes and glanced at Lu Yang.

The light from the lamp fell perfectly on his profile, outlining his handsome features flawlessly.

She actually knew what the ancestor meant.

But she knew even better that she was just a cultivator with a low-grade spiritual root, with no talent for alchemy or the skill of weapon crafting. It could be said that apart from her barely presentable face, she was almost useless.

There are so many beautiful female cultivators in the cultivation world that she isn't particularly dazzlingly beautiful.

Moreover, appearance is not actually that valuable to cultivators.

Resources, talent, background... which one isn't more important than a face?

So she never imagined that this incomparably noble Young Master Lu would take a liking to her.

I'm just here to go through the motions.

However, upon closer inspection, this young master Lu is indeed very handsome.

Moreover, he was truly good to his Daoist partner...

Such a male cultivator would probably be the dream partner of countless female cultivators, right?

As the spirit wine entered his throat, a warm sensation spread from his throat to his chest.

She felt a little drunk.

Perhaps due to being quite drunk, she actually saw Lu Yang turn his head to look at her, a gentle smile on his face, and softly ask, "Jiang Shiqing...is that right?"

Jiang Shiqing's mind went blank for a moment, and she was completely stunned.

Am I dreaming?

Young Master Lu... is he talking to her?

She then noticed that countless eyes were fixed on her.

Those gazes were incredibly sharp, filled with surprise, scrutiny, and undisguised jealousy.

The two young ladies from the Song family who hadn't exchanged contact information with Young Master Lu had particularly cold gazes, as if sharp needles were piercing her.

Jiang Shiqing's body suddenly jolted, and she instantly sobered up from her tipsy state.

Her heart suddenly raced, pounding in her chest, making it difficult to even breathe.

Her voice trembled uncontrollably with excitement: "Yes, yes! Shiqing has met Young Master Lu!"

Young Master Lu really is greeting her!

This... she wouldn't even dare to dream of it!

It should be noted that throughout the entire banquet, Young Master Lu has only been relatively gentle with those few disciples from the Golden Rainbow Sword Sect.

As for the other younger generation, even those whose talent and abilities far surpassed hers, Young Master Lu merely nodded in acknowledgment without uttering a single word.

Now, he actually greeted her!

Fang Xun and the others looked somewhat confused.

They observed Jiang Shiqing discreetly.

He has a low-grade spiritual root, a Qi Refining stage cultivation level, an ordinary background, and no special skills.

This woman... I can't see anything special about her at all.

Why is Young Master Lu's attitude towards her no less than that towards geniuses like Xiang Jin and Fang Jingzhi?

Jiang Feng was also stunned for a moment.

Immediately, a tremendous surge of anticipation welled up from the bottom of his heart, turning his entire old face flushed red.

Young Master Lu actually took the initiative to speak to Shi Qing?

Could it be... there's really something going on?!

Seeing Jiang Shiqing so nervous she could barely speak, he gritted his teeth and steeled himself.

do my best!

His smile grew even warmer and more eager as he respectfully cupped his hands and said, "Young Master Lu, although Shiqing's talent for cultivation is not great, she has been clever and sensible since childhood, and she is also quick and efficient. If she could stay by your side as a maid and take care of some trivial matters in your life, that would be a great blessing for Shiqing."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xun and the others couldn't help but chuckle to themselves.

Are you kidding me?

At the banquet just now, so many beautiful and talented female cultivators volunteered themselves, and some of them subtly expressed that they would be willing to be even a maid.

However, without exception, Young Master Lu politely declined them all.

Compared to those female cultivators, Jiang Shiqing was far inferior in both spiritual root and cultivation level. How could Young Master Lu possibly agree to Jiang Feng's request?

Just as they were inwardly scoffing, Lu Yang's calm voice rang out.

"Jiang Shiqing, would you be willing to help me with some odds and ends?"

Fang Xun and the others: "??????"

The expressions on their faces froze simultaneously.

Fang Xun's wine glass froze in mid-air, and Wang Qing's smile was so stiff it looked like she'd been acupunctured.

Holy crap?!

Is that really the case?

No... why should I?!

So many talented female cultivators lined up to become young master Lu's maids, but young master Lu didn't even bother to give them a second glance.

Why is Young Master Lu interested in this female cultivator from the Jiang family who doesn't even have a mid-grade spiritual root?

Even Lin Ying was quite surprised at this moment.

She shifted her gaze from Lu Yang's face, turned her head, and took a serious look at the woman named Jiang Shiqing.

Her gaze lingered on Jiang Shiqing's face for a moment.

She is bright and elegant, and quite good-looking.

Sure enough... my junior brother is a big pervert!

She felt a slight pang of sadness; as a woman, she naturally hoped that her man would love only her.

However, Lin Ying also understood that given Lu Shidi's appearance, status, and personality, this was simply impossible.

There are plenty of outstanding women who will flock to Junior Brother Lu.

If Junior Brother Lu truly only loves one person, Lin Ying has absolutely no confidence that she can protect him.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness in her heart, and her gaze towards Jiang Shiqing softened.

Actually, this is not bad, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to stand it when Junior Brother Lu bullies her.

If she continued at that intensity, she felt she would die sooner or later.

More people means at least more helpers.

Thinking of this, Lin Ying lowered her head slightly, her pretty face flushed.

Jiang Shiqing didn't expect Lu Yang to ask that question.

She stood there, frozen in place, her mind blank, her lips parting and closing slightly, unsure of what to say.

The wine glass swayed slightly in her hand, creating delicate ripples on the surface of the liquid.

Jiang Feng was so excited that his face turned red. Seeing Jiang Shiqing standing there dumbfounded, he wished he could speak up for her.

He quickly transmitted his voice, his tone urgent and rapid: "Shiqing! Shiqing! Agree quickly! The Jiang family is counting on you this time!"

Jiang Shiqing suddenly came to her senses, her chest heaving violently.

She nodded vigorously, her voice trembling with barely suppressed excitement: "Young Master Lu, Shiqing is willing to handle matters for you!"

The soft glow of the lamps in the banquet hall fell gently on her slightly flushed cheeks, adding a new, bright radiance to her still-present tension.

Jiang Feng stood behind her, quietly clenching his fist in his sleeve, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

The old cultivator, nearing the end of his lifespan, grasped at the last straw in his desperate situation, and his body trembled uncontrollably.