Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Chapter 463: Benefit Distribution, Ugly Eating

Hearing Song Changsheng's question, Jiang Shuming sighed and said, "Daoist Zixu, it's all due to greed. Daoist Baixu and I just finished exploring the battle site, and since it's getting late, we plan to return directly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I got here, I saw a dazzling beam of light. Thinking it was a rare treasure left by the predecessors, I decided to come over and check it out.

When we arrived, two of your tribesmen were there too. They were already controlled by the evil creature, but we didn't pay much attention to them. We were caught off guard as soon as we approached them."

Hearing this, Song Changsheng couldn't help but look at him. He and Bai Xu were both veteran Purple Mansion cultivators, so how could they make such a low-level mistake?
Not only did they not conduct any prior testing, but they were captured alive without any resistance. This was wrong no matter how you looked at it.

Perhaps noticing Song Changsheng's gaze, Jiang Shuming said with a little embarrassment: "I was blinded by the strange treasure for a moment. I am ashamed, ashamed."

In fact, the real situation was somewhat different from what he said. The reason why they did not conduct a test was because at that time Song Lutong and Song Qinghu were already very close to the metal Rubik's Cube.

They wanted to intercept, and in their haste they did not notice there was a quagmire-like barrier outside. They were trapped inside as soon as they entered, and then paralyzed by the lightning released by the metal cube and fell into a coma.

It would be fine if it was someone else, as the treasures in the world belong to those who are capable. But he really couldn't say these words in front of Song Changsheng.

Although he was somewhat surprised, Song Changsheng did not doubt the truthfulness of Jiang Shuming's words. Instead, he turned to look at Song Lutong and the other man and asked, "How did you get stuck in this?"

At this time, the two had adjusted themselves. Hearing this, Song Lutong said dejectedly: "After Changxi fell, we were ready to go to the exit and wait. Unexpectedly, when we passed through this desert, we were affected by a strange force and walked here in a daze.

Facing that thing, we had no ability to resist at all and fainted directly. We know nothing about what happened afterwards."

"You mean to say that you came here because you were influenced?" Song Changsheng raised his eyebrows slightly. Song Lutong was not a person who would shirk responsibility, so what he said should be true. In other words, the metal Rubik's Cube would not only absorb the life essence of the cultivator, but also secretly influence the cultivator's thinking.

However, this force should not be strong, at least he did not feel anything. Seeing that Jiang Shuming and Bai Xu also had confused expressions, it can be known that they did not have this feeling either.

At this time, a foundation-building disciple of the Tianmai Sect stood up and said, "Elder Bai, I also had this feeling when I approached here."

"Yes, I have too."

A group of foundation-building cultivators spoke up to support Song Lutong's statement.

Things are clear at this point. This metal Rubik's Cube can only affect the thinking of cultivators below the Purple Mansion level. This is still reasonable. If it can even affect Purple Mansion cultivators, it would be a bit scary.

At this time, Bai Xu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Daoist Fellow Zixu, I wonder where that evil creature is now?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

This is a somewhat impolite question.

Song Changsheng was calm and said calmly: "I have it in my hands, what can you do, Brother Bai?"

This thing cannot be concealed. Instead of hiding it, it is better to admit it generously. You will have to hand it over later anyway.

That's right, he had no intention of keeping that thing in his hand. If the [Bai Sha Qiong Qi Ding] was a weapon of killing, then this metal cube was an evil weapon. There was no benefit in keeping such a thing in his hand, so it was better to hand it over quickly.

As for what would happen if it fell into the hands of other people, that was not something he should consider.

Perhaps realizing the inappropriateness of his words, Bai Xu shook his head and explained: "Don't misunderstand, fellow Taoist, I have no other intentions. I am just worried that the evil creature will escape."

Hearing her say this, Jiang Shuming on the side breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Bai Xu would fight with Song Changsheng for that thing. One was a friend of many years, and the other, although their friendship was shallow, had saved his life.

It would be really difficult for him to be caught in the middle then.

Moreover, they are extremely weak now. Even if they are all tied together, they are most likely no match for Song Changsheng. Fortunately, Bai Xu still has his sanity.

Song Changsheng nodded slightly and said, "The Blood Ruins Realm is about to close, so let's say goodbye now."

"I have saved you twice, and I am deeply grateful for your help. If you need me to do anything in the future, I will do my best to help you." Jiang Shuming said in a deep voice.

"You are welcome to visit Tianmai Sect in the future. We will definitely make sure to welcome you." Bai Xu did not pretend to be dead. Some favors must be repaid, otherwise his thoughts would not be clear and his heart would not be at peace.

Song Changsheng replied, "I will definitely visit you two if I have the chance."

After thinking about it, he decided to give a reminder: "That evil creature has the ability to extract the essence of cultivators. After you go back, you must find a way to make up for it."

After these words were spoken, Jiang Shuming and Bai Xu looked normal. As Purple Mansion cultivators, they knew themselves very well. They had discovered this problem when they just woke up. Fortunately, it was not very serious. Considering their status in the sect, it was not a big concern.

Compared to the calmness of the two of them, a group of foundation-building disciples felt as if the sky had fallen. They were disciples who were not valued much in the sect, and it was impossible for them to get the treasure that could make up for their origin.

It can be said that from today onwards, their path will be cut off and their lifespan will be greatly reduced.

They can already foresee the day when they will be completely marginalized.

In the future, they will most likely be assigned to various places to manage the sect’s industries, and eventually return to the sect to wait for death when their life span is coming to an end.

This is already a relatively good destination. What I fear most is that you will be thrown aside and ignored, and finally pass away in an unknown place.

Thinking of this, the legs of several people went weak and they sat down on the ground dejectedly.

Seeing them like this, Song Lutong and Song Qinghu felt sympathetic, but it was not to the point where they could not accept it.

After all, the Song family is different from the Jinwu clan. Even if they are destroyed, there will be proper arrangements for their second half of life and their direct descendants, instead of leaving them to fend for themselves.

This is the biggest difference between a sect and a family. A family is a place that emphasizes blood ties and human touch.

Song Changsheng looked calm. He had seen many more tragic things than this, and it could no longer affect him.

After saying goodbye to them, Song Changsheng took the two of them to the exit to meet up with Song Qingxing and the others.

Seeing that only three people returned, everyone had some guesses in their minds, and for a moment, the atmosphere was a little depressing.

There were no casualties in the melee outside the boundary, but who would have thought that when the harvest came...

Niu Dazhuang reached out and patted Song Changsheng on the shoulder, sighed and said, "My condolences."

Then he said viciously: "We also lost three people here. Damn it, don't let me know who did this."

Killing people for treasures is extremely common in the world of cultivation, not to mention in an ancient battlefield full of opportunities. Even the Jinwu Sect and the Tianmai Sect suffered more or less casualties.

You said we were in danger?

Who would believe it? It was just done cleanly, and no one can say anything without evidence.

The elders and disciples of each sect returned one after another. When the ten days were up, the space vortex opened on time, and everyone lined up in the order they came in and returned to the Blood Ruins Valley.

At the exit, people from the three major Jindan sects had already been waiting. Every time someone went out, they would check the storage bag on the spot and estimate the value.

The way they ate was a bit ugly, but since it was already agreed upon long ago, no one had any objections, so they just handed it over honestly.

Song Changsheng gathered all the storage bags in everyone's hands and handed them over personally.

He took a look at it in advance and found that it was basically some low-level ores, fragments of magical instruments and the like. The majority of them were scriptures and books he moved out from the Jindan ruins. Although most of them were in pieces, they were still valuable.

With the help of the elders of Luoxia City, the people from Jinwu Sect and Tianmai Sect did not bargain hard and finally offered him 2,000 merit points.

These merit points were jointly certified by the three major Jindan sects. One point was equal to one hundred low-grade spirit stones. In addition to being used to exchange for the treasures obtained from the ruins this time, the three major Jindan sects would also jointly take out a portion of the treasures for them to exchange.

Since only half of the actual value is calculated, two thousand points is already a lot.

The only controversial thing was the metal Rubik's Cube. The elder in charge of the appraisal of the Jinwu Sect only planned to give it 500 merit points on the grounds that it was of unknown grade and was an evil heretic.

Song Changsheng naturally refused to do that. That thing was at least a first-level magic weapon. Even if it was an evil item, it was impossible for its price to drop so drastically.

The elder of Tianmai Sect was better, thinking that he could offer up to one thousand points, but it still did not meet Song Changsheng's expectations.

Everyone insisted on their own opinion and the situation was deadlocked, so in the end they had to invite the leaders of the three parties to come.

After listening to Song Changsheng's narration, Cheng Muqiu, the great elder of the Jinwu Sect, said decisively: "Clan leader Song, how about transferring 2,000 merit points to my sect?"

Hearing this, Song Changsheng was quite excited. Two thousand merit points were already a lot.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Di did not want to let Cheng Muqiu get his wish, and said bluntly: "I think this item is worth 2,500 points. What do you think, Brother Cheng?"

"You!" Cheng Muchu glared at him immediately.

Zhao Di seemed not to notice his expression and said calmly, "If you don't want it, I'll take it away."

Cheng Muchu was caught off guard by these words, so he had no choice but to accept the result and said, "Hmph, 2,500 points is 2,500 points."

This price was beyond Song Changsheng's expectations, so he naturally agreed to it happily.

After Cheng Muqiu took the things and left, Song Changsheng bowed to Zhao Di who was standing beside him and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhao."

Zhao Di smiled and said, "I just don't want that old man to succeed easily, you don't have to thank me.

It was you who saved Bai Xu's life in the Blood Ruins Realm. Our sect will never forget this favor. I will report this matter to the Grand Elder truthfully."

Bai Xu is the most outstanding member of the Tianmai Sect's Bai Yan Zhenren. After she knew what Song Changsheng had done, she would probably make some comments.

"It's just a coincidence." Song Changsheng said modestly.

Although he said this, he did not act like a big shot and refuse. After all, Master Bai Yan was famous for his magnanimity, and he was not crazy.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries before finally bowing and saying goodbye.

Soon, everyone's gains were counted, and the leaders of each faction were gathered together. Cheng Muqiu cleared his throat and said, "After counting, the total value of the gains in this secret realm is 37,000 points."

As soon as these words were spoken, Song Changsheng couldn't help but roll his eyes. He could tell with his toes that there was definitely something fishy about this data.

He had 4,500 merit points in his hand, and because he only counted half of it, the total value should be 9,000 points, which is nearly a quarter.

Unless those people from the three major Jindan sects who went in were just there for show, he didn't believe that this was all they gained.

He estimated that the gains of the disciples of the three major Jindan sects were directly put into their own pockets. The 37,000 points that were counted were actually the sum of the five families: the Song family, the Tianjian sect, the Baicaotang, the Huansha sect, and the Fumo Palace.

Although this was an open matter, the five persons in charge all tacitly pretended not to notice it. For things like this, it is best to accept them silently until you have the ability to change them.

Cheng Muqiu was very satisfied with everyone's silence, and said calmly: "It was said before that whoever obtains the control token of the formation can take 10% of the total profit in the Blood Ruins Realm, which will now be converted into merit points, which means 3,700 points per party. Do you have any objections?"

If he just wanted to roll his eyes before, now Song Changsheng just wanted to curse. It would have been fine if the total harvest did not include the gains of the two sects and one city, but they also wanted to take away 30% of it, which greatly reduced their share. The Song family and the Tianjian Sect suffered a huge loss.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to hide the valuable treasures, otherwise he would have no place to cry.

After a few chops, the total number of merit points in Song's hands was only 8,200, nearly a quarter of the total.

In addition to him, the Tianjian Sect also had a lot of merits on hand because they had snatched a formation token, about six or seven thousand.

Further down are Baicaotang, Fumo Hall, and Huansha Sect.

The smallest Huansha Sect may have less than 3,000 merit points.

In comparison, the Song family already has a lot, which is equivalent to more than 800,000 spirit stones, and can greatly enhance the strength of the Song family.

"I don't know what I can exchange for." Song Changsheng thought secretly.

He was not very interested in the things found in the ancient battlefield. There were not many good things to begin with, and they had to be picked through by the two sects and one city first. By the time it was his turn, there would probably only be some junk left.

Therefore, these merit points will most likely be spent elsewhere.

I just hope that the two clans and one city, who have eaten too much this time, can be more generous and not just use some junk to fool people, otherwise they will really have no face at all.

At this time, Niu Dazhuang, who was sitting next to him, quietly stuffed a jade slip into his hand and winked at him.

Song Changsheng probed his spiritual sense into it and found that it was actually an extremely detailed list. Needless to say, this must be what the two sects and one city were preparing to give them in exchange for consuming merit points.

After a quick look, Song Changsheng's originally depressed mood suddenly calmed down a lot. After all, they still have to have some face...

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(End of this chapter)