Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Song Youping was a little surprised by Song Changsheng's directness, but he felt inexplicably relaxed and no longer as nervous as before.

He sorted out his thoughts and said calmly, "To the clan leader, my grandson has liked dealing with insects since he was young. After entering the Dao, he also raised many types of insects. The mist that my grandson used in the arena was also spit out by an insect that he got by chance."

Although he didn't know why Song Changsheng asked these questions, he did not choose to keep them to himself and told them everything directly.

"Bugs?" Song Changsheng's heart slightly moved, and he asked: "Did you bring it with you?"

"Yes." Song Youping took out a large glass jar, the interior of which was already filled with gray mist.

He carefully guided the mist out through the thin film with irregular golden patterns on the mouth of the glass bottle and put it into a small bottle.

"A space storage magic tool?" Song Changsheng glanced at the jade bottle in his hand, a little surprised.

This jade bottle of his is obviously a disposable consumable, and when refining a space storage type magic weapon, a certain amount of [Void Stone] needs to be added. This thing is not cheap. How can he, an underage Qi training cultivator, afford it?
Song Youping was very thoughtful. He immediately knelt on the ground upon hearing this and bowed his head, saying, "Patriarch, is my grandson guilty?"

"What crime?" Song Changsheng casually picked up the tea bowl beside him, his face expressionless, but he actually had some guesses in his mind.

"My grandson violated the clan rules and sneaked down the mountain five times in total."

"Why did you sneak down the mountain?"

"The first time, I went back to the mortal world because I missed my parents. But I failed to do so because the city gates were heavily guarded, so I returned at night.

The next three times I went down the mountain, I went to the Wangyue Market to look for poisonous insects and poisonous plants suitable for raising, and to sell the poisons and hidden weapons in my hands. After obtaining the spirit stones, I found a casual weapon master and had a batch of these jade bottles refined to hold poisons.

The last time was three months ago, when I went deep into the jungle to search for the thousand-year-old [Strychnos nux vomica], and was chased by a first-class monster. In a panic, I fled into an underground cave and captured this strange insect that can create fog. My grandson called it the [Mist Hidden Insect]. "

As he spoke, he handed the glass jar, from which all the mist had been drained, to Song Changsheng. Many tiny black dots could be vaguely seen inside.

Song Changsheng was furious and said, "Song Youping, you are so brave!"

When he first heard the previous paragraph, he actually didn't feel much anger in his heart. The matter of underage tribesmen sneaking down the mountain could be a big deal or a small matter. As long as there was a legitimate reason and a good attitude of admitting the mistake, he could still be forgiven.

After all, Cangmang Peak is not a cage, and they are not prisoners.

But when he heard about the vast jungle, Song Changsheng couldn't sit still.

That was a primitive jungle located on the border of Lingzhou, with many low-level monsters scattered in it. Even a cultivator who had established his foundation needed to be cautious there. Song Youping, who was only at the sixth level of Qi training, dared to go deep into the vast jungle alone. He was definitely courting death!

Why didn’t the Song family allow underage monks to go down the mountain?
First, it is because they lack experience, second, it is because their cultivation is low, and third, they are not mature enough mentally and cannot deal well with the temptations and dangers at the foot of the mountain.

Therefore, if Song Youping just returned to the mortal world or went to Wangyue Market, Song Changsheng would not be angry, because these places are located in the heartland of the Song family. If family members can get into trouble in these places, it is definitely not their problem. It only shows that the family governance is not in place.

But what is the vast jungle? It is a no-man's land, full of dangers!

Song Youping was playing with his own life, and he couldn't help but be angry.

"My grandson knows his crime, please punish me, clan leader!" Song Youping kept his head down, and had no intention of exonerating or defending himself, because he knew he had no excuse.

Making excuses will only leave a bad impression in front of Song Changsheng, so it is better to confess directly and strive for leniency.

Song Changsheng looked at him coldly and said, "Tell me, how did you avoid the law enforcement team and sneak down the mountain?"

"My grandson used the insects he raised to find a small path. After scouting the area several times, he asked for leave from the clan teacher due to illness. Then he used medicine powder to cover up his own smell and finally went down the mountain under the cover of night."

"You are sincere."

"My grandson dare not deceive the clan leader."

"Humph, with your courage, what else can you not dare to do?

According to clan rules, you must be whipped at least thirty times!"

Song Changsheng was also speechless. He originally just wanted to ask him about the source of the fog, but who knew he would dig up such a thing. He originally wanted to reward him, but now what reward could he give? It would be good enough if he didn't beat him to death.

Song Youping couldn't help but shudder when he heard this. Thirty lashes would be enough to make him lose some skin, if not die.

After glancing at him, Song Changsheng didn't say anything, but began to observe the insects in the glass jar.

These insects are shaped like ladybugs and are pitch black all over, but they are extremely small. If they do not form a certain scale, they cannot be seen by the naked eye. Even if they are seen, they will probably be mistaken for dust or sand.

He was about to reach out to remove the sealing film, but Song Youping hurriedly stopped him and said, "Chief, the [Mist Hidden Bug] tends to be hot, and if you are not careful, it will invade the human body through the pores. Please be careful."

Song Changsheng withdrew his hand and asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

Song Youping rolled up his sleeves, revealing his bronze arm, on which there was a scar the size of a bowl, with a large piece of flesh having obviously been scraped off.

"My grandson entered the cave by mistake and was attacked by the insect. I have been dealing with poisonous creatures for many years and know how terrifying these things are. I simply cut off the piece of flesh, and the flesh dried up in less than a quarter of an hour.

I found these bugs in that piece of flesh and used a glass jar to catch them. I brought them back for observation and eventually found that they could create a mist that blocked spiritual consciousness. So my grandson stayed and fed them with the flesh and blood of fierce beasts every day. "

"How can you bring such a dangerous creature back to the family? If you sneak out, you will be the sinner of the family!"

Song Changsheng really felt a little scared. Not everyone has the insight and execution ability of Song Youping. Once this thing spreads, the Song family will definitely suffer a devastating blow.

Fortunately, nothing has happened yet.

Throughout history, people who deal with poisons have indeed been extremely unstable factors.

Hearing Song Changsheng's roar, Song Youping's body trembled slightly, and he hurriedly said: "This [Mist Hidden Bug] can only survive in the mist they create, just like people need to breathe air. Once they are out of the mist, they will lose their activity and die within half an hour.

My grandson is not someone who does not know the importance of things. If it were not for this, I would never dare to bring him back to the family without permission. I hope the clan leader will calm down."

Song Changsheng looked at the glass jar and found that after Song Youping took away the mist, the insects inside were indeed less active than before, and a thin layer of mist formed on the bottom of the jar. At this time, he also saw clearly where the mist came from. There were two tiny tubes under the wings of these insects, and the mist was released from these tubes.

The amount released each time is very small, which shows that it is not easy to reach the concentration like that in the ring. No wonder he has never used it in previous competitions.

Moreover, as long as they are extracted in time, these [Mist Hidden Insects] will not be able to come out and cause trouble.

In this way, the anger in Song Changsheng's heart eased a little. He knew the severity of the situation and there was still hope. Song Youping was a man of great talent, and it would be a pity if he went astray.

Moreover, poison masters are a strategic-level force in this world, especially those who have reached the third level. Even the Jindan sects have to be wary of them.

Song Youping is very talented in this area and deserves to be cultivated vigorously, but we must be careful not to overdo it, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

"I will temporarily note your mistake, but if you want to raise these poisonous insects or prepare poisons in the future, you cannot do it in Cangmang Peak. I will order someone to find a separate place for you, and you need to report it. I will also send people to check regularly.

If there is any toxic escape or leakage, it must be reported immediately. This is not a joke. I hope you can realize the seriousness of this matter."

Song Changsheng's tone was more serious than ever. He originally thought that Song Youping was just making a small fuss, but now it seems that this is not the case at all. He has been thinking about [Strychnine] for thousands of years when he just started practicing Qi. This is a highly poisonous substance, and even the foundation-building cultivators can hardly resist its toxicity.

If we don’t put some restrictions on it, one day it might poison the entire Cangmang Peak.

Seeing that Song Changsheng had no intention of punishing him for the time being, Song Youping felt a little relieved. He picked up the glass jar and quickly retreated.

"Father, do you really want him to continue on this path?" Song Qingyun came out from behind the screen and asked.

"You have to sacrifice before you can gain. The family's top priority right now is to improve its strength, at all costs. A poison master can determine the outcome of a battle to a certain extent."

"But..." Song Qingyun seemed to be hesitant to speak.

“I know what you want to say. Poison masters are indeed not tolerated by the righteous path, but do you think that those major sects and religions that shout slogans don’t secretly train poison masters?
Humph, it’s what I say and it’s what I do.

Spiritual plants are also the pillar industry of the family. You should know that poisonous spiritual plants are much easier to sell than ordinary spiritual plants in the market. "Song Changsheng sneered repeatedly. Sometimes, the difference between the righteous path and the evil path is only in the literal meaning.

The foundations of some righteous sects may not be much cleaner than those of the evil sects.

Having lived for so many years, he has already seen through these things. Instead of worrying about whether the poison master is a righteous or evil person, it is better to think more about how to use his abilities in a righteous way.

After hearing this, Song Qingyun was slightly stunned. This was an area he had never touched before: "I understand, kid."

"By the way, do we need to send someone to keep an eye on Youping?"

"No, I believe he knows his limits. Find a place as soon as possible for him to raise those poisonous insects and prepare poisons. It should be at least 20 miles away from Cangmang Peak and hidden enough."

"Yes, sir." Song Qingyun hid behind the screen again.

In fact, Song Changsheng had something else to say. Since he had made up his mind to train her, it would be best not to make moves that could easily be misunderstood, as this would easily lead to a crisis of trust.

Moreover, Song Qingyun's status in the clan was rather awkward. If these words were to spread, it would be suspected of destroying family unity, even if his original intention was for the safety of the family.

Glancing at the window outside the door, he realized that it was already late, so he simply called Song Xinyuan and Song Youbai in.

Because he had just been angry, there was still some remnant of anger on his face. Song Youbai behaved himself for once, sitting obediently in his seat, watching his eyes and his nose.

But Song Xinyuan dared to raise his eyes and look at Song Changsheng.

Seeing this, Song Changsheng couldn't help but improve his evaluation of him. He directly left Song Youbai aside and said, "Yu Shi mentioned you to me before. After seeing you with my own eyes, I know that what she said is true. You have good talent. The family intends to let you enter the clan school for key training. What do you think?"

Hearing his words, Song Xinyuan couldn't help but have a hint of excitement in his eyes. He was indeed the best of the younger generation in Zhangye and enjoyed the best resources, but how could he compare with the elites on the master's side? This was a great opportunity for him.

However, his family had been very kind to him, and he still felt a little uncomfortable leaving like this.

"Thank you for your appreciation, Patriarch and family. I feel honored, but... I still want to ask the Patriarch's opinion first, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Youbai couldn't hold back any more and said, "No way, you want to reject such a good opportunity? I see that you don't have any idea..."

Seeing that he couldn't control his mouth again, Song Changsheng glared at him. Song Youbai smiled awkwardly and shut up immediately.

Song Xinyuan felt a little embarrassed by what he said, after all, he was moved.

Song Changsheng thought more highly of him and said with a smile: "Don't take what he said to heart. It's human nature for you to think this way.

However, I have already asked Yulong and Yushi in advance, and they have no objection. Now it is up to you."

"Junior is willing."

Having said that, Song Xinyuan stopped hesitating and agreed immediately.

"Okay, I'll give you ten days to say goodbye to your family and friends. After ten days, come to the Cangmang Peak clan school to report to the elder who teaches you the skills."

"As ordered."

Song Xinyuan glanced at Song Youbai beside him, then bowed slightly and said, "Junior will withdraw first."

Seeing that he was the only one left, Song Youbai immediately showed his true colors and said with a flattering face: "Chief, did you ask us to come here to give us some reward?"

"How do you know it's a reward and not a punishment?" Song Changsheng looked at him with a smile, which made Song Youbai feel uneasy.

Song Youbai smiled flatteringly and said, "I see that everyone is smiling after coming out of your place. This must be because good things have happened to them. You can't be partial to one and ignore the other. They are your grandchildren and I am also your grandchildren."

Song Changsheng almost sprayed a mouthful of tea directly on his face.

Although what he said was not wrong, why did it sound so wrong?
...(End of chapter)