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

The air in the banquet hall fell silent for a moment.

The light of the lamp filled the hall, illuminating everyone's expressions in minute detail.

All eyes turned to Jiang Shiqing, their gazes filled with a mixture of emotions.

There was resentment, confusion, and above all, a cold and sharp jealousy.

At the previous banquet, many female cultivators had also subtly mentioned similar ideas.

I'd be content just to have him by my side and handle some miscellaneous tasks for Young Master Lu.

However, Lu Yang declined them all without exception.

If everyone is turned away, that's fine; no one is any better than anyone else.

But now Lu Yang has actually agreed to Jiang Shiqing's request?!

The Jiang family has clearly fallen to rock bottom. As soon as the Jiang family patriarch closes his eyes, this family will not even be considered a Golden Core level power.

Why her of all people?

Even Fang Jin and Song Lingyi couldn't help but frown slightly at this moment.

The two women were proud of themselves and never mentioned being maids.

But seeing Jiang Shiqing so easily get the chance to get close to Lu Yang, I still felt a little uncomfortable.

However, their expressions quickly relaxed.

In terms of natural talent, the two of them far surpass Jiang Shiqing.

A maid is, after all, just a maid.

As long as she spends more time with Lu Yang in the future, she will eventually become closer to him than to a mere maid.

Jiang Feng was so excited that his hands were trembling slightly, his old face was flushed red, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes smoothed out.

He repeatedly clasped his hands in greeting, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement: "Young Master Lu, rest assured, Shiqing will certainly not disappoint you!"

Lu Yang smiled and nodded: "Yes. The New Year is almost here. Shiqing, since you are a cultivator from the Taibai Mountains, you should stay with Senior Sister Lin for now. If she needs anything, you can take care of it for her. After the New Year, when I come to pick up Senior Sister Lin, I will take you with me."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shiqing's heart tightened.

After all, she had taken the initiative to get close to Young Master Lu, and in front of Young Master Lu's legitimate Daoist partner, she instinctively felt guilty and afraid.

They are a Daoist couple, while she is merely a maid.

If this Daoist partner has a bad temper and wants to punish this maid who has taken the initiative to cling to her, then the days ahead will be difficult.

Her mind was in turmoil, but she dared not show it on her face.

She quickly turned to Lin Ying, carefully cupped her hands in greeting, and said in as gentle a voice as possible, "Greetings, Madam Lin. If Madam Lin has any instructions, please feel free to speak to Shi Qing."

Seeing this scene, the female cultivators in the distance all smiled and looked on with anticipation.

This is Young Master Lu's proper Daoist partner. How could he possibly treat a vixen who takes the initiative to come to him well?

Want to become Young Master Lu's maid? It's not that simple.

However, the smiles on their faces froze the next moment.

Lin Ying smiled gently as always, nodded slightly, and said in a calm and natural tone, "Yes, from now on, Shiqing, you will be with me."

Everyone was stunned.

Jiang Shiqing herself, in particular, had already prepared herself for the cold shoulder and even rehearsed in her mind how to deal with being harassed.

But she never expected that this lady would be so much gentler than she had imagined.

There was no hostility on that beautiful and gentle face, and her tone suggested that she was genuinely accepting her.

She was flattered and nodded quickly, her voice filled with gratitude: "Thank you, Madam!"

Lu Yang turned his head and looked at Lin Ying beside him.

Her smile was gentle, and her profile appeared exceptionally beautiful in the glow of the lamp.

A pang of guilt welled up in Lu Yang's heart.

Ultimately, his purpose in taking Jiang Shiqing as a maid was to cultivate a lover.

Ultimately, he's still quite a scumbag.

Lin Ying's gentle acceptance of Jiang Shiqing made him even more embarrassed.

He gently squeezed Lin Ying's small hand, his fingertips quietly drawing circles on her palm.

Lin Ying's delicate body stiffened instantly, and the smile on her gentle face almost crumbled.

She transmitted her voice with a hint of helplessness, her soft voice ringing in Lu Yang's mind: "What are you doing, Junior Brother Lu! There are so many people here."

Lu Yang remained unfazed and cheerfully replied, "Nothing, I just suddenly realized that my Senior Sister Lin is truly a beautiful and kind fairy."

Lin Ying's lips curled up slightly uncontrollably, but she forcibly suppressed it.

She playfully transmitted her voice, "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking... you big perverted junior brother."

Lu Yang immediately adopted a righteous and stern tone: "It seems that Senior Sister is still a little unhappy. In that case, Junior Brother will have to comfort her properly tonight."

Lin Ying's expression froze: "N-No need..."

She was really scared.

On her way home, she felt her consciousness becoming blurred.

Jiang Feng cupped his hands in greeting again, his tone now tinged with even more gratitude than before: "Madam, after returning home today, I had Shiqing prepare everything. Tomorrow morning, I will personally escort her to the Lin family residence!"

Lin Ying nodded, her tone gentle and polite: "Then I'll have to trouble Senior Jiang."

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all..." Jiang Feng waved his hand repeatedly.

He led the three members of the Jiang family in a bow and took their leave, then turned and walked towards the inconspicuous little corner they had previously visited.

Along the way, Jiang Feng and his companions clearly felt that the way the surrounding cultivators looked at them had changed.

Originally, because Jiang Feng was about to die, many cultivators from Golden Core families only maintained a superficial politeness towards the Jiang family, lest this old fellow completely let loose before his death and drag an unlucky fellow down with him.

But in reality, all parties have already begun to distance themselves quietly, and their attitudes are quite indifferent.

Now, in just a few steps, several cultivators who had previously been too lazy to even greet him were now giving Jiang Feng warm smiles, and some even raised their wine glasses in the distance.

This change had an immediate effect, like a spring breeze rippling across water, gradually stirring up the long-suppressed emotions of the Jiang family members.

They straightened their backs and their steps became much more steady.

After the Jiang family members left, several more Golden Core cultivators led the younger generation forward to offer toasts, their expressions even more enthusiastic than before.

Clearly, Jiang Shiqing's experience rekindled a glimmer of hope in them.

If even the daughter of a fallen family like the Jiang family can catch Young Master Lu's eye, wouldn't his own precious daughter have an even better chance?

However, Lu Yang's attitude was very indifferent.

This greatly disappointed the group of cultivators.

The banquet was finally coming to an end.

The wine was finished, the dishes grew cold, but the lights in the hall remained bright.

Fang Xun and his companions personally escorted Lu Yang to the entrance of the restaurant. Before parting, each of them took out a storage bag that they had prepared in advance from their sleeves, presented it with both hands, and respectfully handed it to Lu Yang.

"Young Master Lu, it's rare for you to visit Taibai Market. We've prepared a small token of our appreciation, and we hope you'll do us the honor of accepting it." Fang Xun's smile carried a hint of caution, as if he was afraid of being rejected.

Lu Yang was slightly surprised, his gaze sweeping across the faces of the group.

After thinking for a moment, he reached out and accepted all the storage bags.

He felt that if he didn't accept their offer, Fang Xun and the others probably wouldn't even dare to cultivate tonight, their minds filled with thoughts of whether he would turn around and destroy the entire Taibai Market.

Accepting these gifts would actually put them at ease.

Consider it a small amount to calm the nerves.

"Thank you all for your kindness." Lu Yang smiled slightly and put the storage bag into his sleeve.

Then, Wang Da's spiritual energy surged up, transforming into a gentle and steady invisible force that gently lifted Lu Yang and his group off the ground.

A night breeze caressed their faces, carrying the lingering liveliness of the market. The group slowly rose into the air, flying towards the luminous flying boat that floated quietly in the night.

We need to wait until Guan Qiu has prepared the pills, talismans, and magical artifacts tonight before we can set off tomorrow.

Therefore, Lu Yang planned to rest on the flying boat tonight.

Although the Wang family's restaurant below is considered luxurious, it can't compare to the comfort of sleeping on the Flowing Light Flying Boat.

The concentration of spiritual energy brought by that spirit-gathering array was something that even the Fang family's cave dwelling might not be able to match.

Back on the deck of the airship, the night was already as dark as ink.

The clouds drifted slowly along the sides of the ship, occasionally revealing a few scattered stars.

Lin Mingyue and the other two were still immersed in the afterglow of the banquet they had just attended, excitedly exchanging their experiences.

When Jiang Shiqing was mentioned, the three of them paused in unison and then secretly glanced at Lin Ying's expression.

Lin Jin then proactively sent a telepathic message, her tone tinged with a cautious reassurance: "Sister Yingying, please don't be angry with your brother-in-law... You saw it yourself, all those women were staring at him today. They were the ones who approached him; it has nothing to do with him!"

Everything that happened at the banquet today had a significant impact on the young minds of Lin Jin and the other two.

So many exceptionally talented women, the kind they would never even see normally, were so eager to get close to their brother-in-law tonight, even willing to serve as his maids.

This shocked them, made them feel guilty, and even made them a little scared.

She was afraid that one day her older sister would be pushed out by another woman.

Lin Ying glanced at Lin Jin silently, her face expressionless.

That gaze was calm and undisturbed, yet it sent a chill down Lin Jin's spine. He quickly forced a fawning smile and wisely shut his mouth.

Lu Yang, holding Lin Ying's hand, turned to look at Lin Mingyue and the other two who were still excited, and chuckled, "You three go cultivate now. Wang Ba, take them there."

The three men's excited expressions froze instantly, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them.

no……

Cultivation again...?!

The three of them were on the verge of tears, but dared not offer the slightest resistance.

The turtle appeared behind them expressionlessly, and the three of them had no choice but to follow it away dejectedly.

Lu Yang withdrew his gaze, took Lin Ying's hand (whose face was already red to the roots of her ears), and walked step by step up the spiral staircase to the top floor.

The white jade steps echoed crisply beneath their feet, and the spirit lamps lit up one after another with each step, then slowly extinguished behind them, leaving the corridor in a gentle darkness.

Click!

The sound of the door closing was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

Outside the window, the sea of ​​clouds surged, and the stars hung low.

Lin Ying raised her head, about to say something, when her lips were forcefully kissed.

Her back pressed against the cool wall, and Lu Yang's aura enveloped her completely.

"Waaah..."

Lin Ying's pretty face was flushed, her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes trembled nervously.

Under Lu Yang's gentle advances, her hands, which had been helplessly pressed against his chest, slowly moved to gently climb onto his shoulders, responding cautiously.

After a short while, the two separated slightly.

Lin Ying's breathing was still a little erratic, her cheeks were as red as boiled shrimp, her eyes were full of shyness, and her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Junior Brother Lu... let's rest for a while tonight..."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yang revealed a mysterious smile: "Tonight won't work. I have a cultivation technique here that I'd like to discuss in depth with Senior Sister Lin."

As he spoke, he slowly took out the book "The Record of Co-creating Creation".

The manual is made from the skin of a mythical beast, with a warm and smooth cover and a heavy feel.

Lin Ying was somewhat confused: "What... kind of cultivation technique is this?"

Lu Yang smiled and said, "We'll see when we get there."

The two huddled together and opened the book.

The quiet room fell silent for a moment, with only the soft rustling sound of pages turning.

The light from the lamp fell on the pages of the book, illuminating the meridian diagrams and densely packed cultivation techniques clearly.

The beginning was fine, but the content gradually became more explicit later on.

As he watched, Lu Yang's breathing gradually became rapid.

He turned the pages one by one, his eyes widening as his expression of undisguised shock spread across his face.

Holy crap...!

These monks really know how to have fun!

Compared to this, all the tricks on Earth are nothing!

The young Lu Yang was deeply shocked.

He silently turned to look at Lin Ying beside him, whose face was also flushed. The moment their eyes met, Lin Ying quickly looked away, her earlobes so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

"Senior Sister Lin," Lu Yang cleared his throat, his tone serious, "cultivation of martial arts emphasizes the unity of knowledge and action."

Lin Ying buried her face in his chest and whispered in a voice barely above a whisper, "...Bad junior brother."

Outside the window, the sea of ​​clouds continued to surge gently in the night breeze, tenderly embracing the flying boat.

The light from the lamp in the quiet room had been dimmed a bit, leaving only a warm glow that cast two figures leaning against each other onto the wall, creating an indistinguishable silhouette.