Calabash Fairy

In Fang Yan's perception, Rabbit's thoughts had begun to continuously comfort Black Crow...

"Hei Yan, you are just like Tu Duo'er. You can cultivate diligently on the mountain in the future."

After Fang Yan finished speaking, he turned around and returned to Qingfeng Secret Realm, without making any promises.

Although Hei Yan was somewhat disappointed, his attention was soon drawn to the darting rabbit, Tu Duo'er. The two little creatures, who had not yet refined the transverse bone in their throats, began to frolic in the forest...

It looks like this mountain is going to get quite lively from now on...

Fang Yan found it quite interesting upon returning to the secret realm. After watching for a while, he withdrew his divine sense and returned to the stone bed to rest.

During this time, Fang Yan did not enter the Sword Tower, because he discovered that the area around the Sword Tower was filled with a powerful sword aura.

Practicing swordsmanship under the immense pressure of this sword aura greatly benefited his understanding of the way of the sword, which is why he stayed for several months to solidify his foundation in the way of the sword once again.

In terms of cultivation, he opened the furnace three more times during this period. After failing once, he refined three thousand-year-old demon cores into one ordinary Great Pure Yuan Pill and one superior Great Pure Yuan Pill.

Fang Yan refined the superior Great Pure Yuan Pill without hesitation. Unfortunately, because the Great Pure Yuan Pill's effects diminish with continuous use, he only increased his cultivation by twenty-five years this time.

Fortunately, the quality of this pill is excellent, and the refined spiritual energy is still very condensed, so there will be no situation where the spiritual energy is weak or unstable.

Fang Yan speculated that if he took the Great Pure Yuan Pill for the third time, he would probably only be able to improve his cultivation by five years. For this spiritual pill, which was worth five hundred Wanbao coins and was priceless, it would be a real waste.

In addition, with the help of the Condensation Pill and his own cultivation method, his cultivation also progressed by leaps and bounds.

In particular, the Condensing Essence Pill, which condenses the essence of the sun and moon, is of a very high grade and is of far greater help to his cultivation than the Nourishing Spirit Pill.

All of these factors have led to his current cultivation level reaching 970 years, approaching the 1,000-year mark at a visible speed.

At this moment, Fang Yan could sense more and more clearly that his tribulation lightning was gradually approaching...

"Brother Jun once said that the stronger a demon's bloodline and foundation, the stronger the tribulation it will encounter when breaking through to a higher realm. However, it will also gain more benefits after passing through the tribulation."

"Regardless, I'll do my best to improve my abilities before breaking through the tribulation..."

That night, Fang Yan did not cultivate, but prepared to rest for a day to conserve his energy so that he could enter the Sword Tower the next day.

But before he could rest for long, he heard a series of terrified cries for help.

"Mountain God! Mountain God, save me!!"

................................

Outside a secluded house on the west side of Xiahe Village, two underworld officials stood in the courtyard. Their black chains pierced through the house, standing ramrod straight, as if they were locking something. One of the officials spoke in a cold, indifferent voice:

"Xu San, your lifespan is over. Come with us."

"No!! I'm not dead yet! You vengeful ghosts, get out of my way!"

"Help! Help!!! Mountain God! Mountain God!"

Inside the house, accompanied by a series of terrified and shrill screams, Xu San's figure was also pulled out of the wall by the chains.

No matter how loudly he shouted, the village remained silent, with only the occasional bark of a dog.

The tall, thin underworld official frowned impatiently at the scene. He tightened the chain in his hand, and the black chain instantly turned into a cloud of black mist, firmly enveloping Xu San's ghost. It then flew back into his hand as a palm-sized black cage.

They had no reason to be polite to such a philanderer; in fact, it would be bad if Xu San disturbed the mountain god.

The two underworld messengers exchanged a glance, slowly nodded, and led Xu San's ghost away from Xiahe Village...

On the mountaintop, Fang Yan was quietly watching this scene.

On the road to the underworld, there are no young or old.

This Xu San was only in his thirties, in the prime of his life, but now his soul has returned to the underworld.

He had previously met with Judge Wei Zheng in the underworld, and learned some things about the underworld from him.

A womanizer like Xu San, who is notorious for his womanizing ways, not only ruins his own health, but also makes it very difficult for him to be reborn as a human in the future.

This is the path Xu San chose himself, so there's no room for regret.

The next day, before dawn, a woman's terrified scream echoed from the house, waking the entire Xiahe Village, where Xu San's body was discovered...

...................................

Inside the house, Yang Sheng put down his calligraphy brush and looked at Yang Dongdong opposite him, saying:

"Have Xu San's funeral arrangements been completed?"

Yang Dongdong looked helpless and shook his head, saying:

"Father, everyone in the village knows about what happened between him and his wife."

"He was already very unpopular, and his children were still young. If it weren't for Brother Xu wrapping him in a straw mat and burying him, his body would still be lying outside that door, with no way to arrange his funeral."

Upon hearing this, Yang Sheng nodded slightly and then ignored him, picking up the book beside him and handing it to Yang Dongdong.

The Mountain God of Qingfeng Mountain, Volume Two

Yang Dongdong's eyes lit up when she saw the book in front of her. She quickly took it and started flipping through it, saying excitedly:

"Father, you've finished writing the second volume!"

You should know that the book "Qingfeng Mountain God, Volume One" compiled by my father was a book that the mountain god had blessed and promised to be spread.

Although few of the nearly 10,000 people in Xiahe Village are literate today, through word of mouth, everyone knows the stories in the books, especially those who experienced them, who talk about them with great excitement.

If the parents had free time, the children would pester them to tell more stories about the mountain god. Even today, the village children can tell a few stories from the book.

A rare, slightly tense smile appeared on Yang Sheng's aged face as he shook his head and said:

"We haven't yet gone up the mountain to pay our respects to the mountain god, and we don't know if he will agree to spread this book, so it can't be considered a success yet."

Although he also had a statue of the mountain god in his home, he still had to go up the mountain to the mountain god temple to ask the mountain god for instructions on this matter, so as to show respect and be proper.

"By the way, how are the preparations for your academy going?"

Yang Dongdong was taken aback upon hearing this, and shook his head repeatedly, saying:

"Father, this is nothing. Everyone's lives have only just started to get a little better, and there are still many things to be resolved. It is obviously not the right time to propose building an academy now, and it will definitely cause everyone to be resentful. Why don't we wait a little longer? Besides, I am not ready for this matter either."

Upon hearing this, Yang Sheng nodded in understanding without any surprise.

"So that's what Koyama was planning. Not bad."

Yang Dongdong's expression froze, clearly stung by his father's words, and he could only nod with a wry smile.

Yang Sheng was quite pleased.

He believed that his eldest son was not in a hurry, but who else could understand the key to it so clearly besides his third son helping his elder brother?

Seeing his three sons living harmoniously and lovingly, with a peaceful and loving family, truly brought him joy...