Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Seeing that he still knew to avenge his elders, Feng Wuji's expression became a little better. He put away the pressure he had released and snorted coldly, "Of course the sect's blood feud must be avenged, but the details still need to be carefully considered."

Feng Xiao rubbed his swollen cheeks, stood up, and approached Feng Wujin with an apologetic smile, saying, "He's just a pretty boy. Even if he has some strength, you can easily catch him with your cultivation level. Why do you need to take him so seriously?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Wuji's face suddenly darkened again, and he angrily said, "Ignorance! Do you know who that person is?"

"How would my grandson know who he is?" Feng Xiao shrank his neck, with a wry smile on his face. He had spent all these years trying to seduce women, so how would he know who Song Changsheng was?

But judging from the appearance of my old man, he should not be a simple person.

“Humph, he is the current patriarch of the [Wangyue Song Clan] in the Great Qi Cultivation World. He is not even as old as you, but he is already a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator. He has killed several Purple Mansion cultivators. How can such a person be judged by common sense?
When will you change your blind arrogance? I can protect you for a while, but not for your whole life. After you go back this time, you should stay in seclusion. Don't come out to see me until you break through to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment!"

"【Wangyue Song Family】, is it very strong?" Feng Xiao asked blankly.

"It was naturally not a concern in the past, but now... the strength of those in the pavilion is not much stronger than theirs." Feng Wujin snorted coldly, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

If it were during the heyday of Ziyun Pavilion, the Song family would not be worth mentioning at all.

However, Ziyun Pavilion has been on a downward trend in recent years, having lost two Purple Mansion cultivators and a large number of foundation-building period mainstays in succession. Its prestige and power have been greatly reduced, and it is in urgent need of training new Purple Mansion cultivators to deter its old enemies.

He placed all his hopes on his only grandson, but he was just a piece of mud. Even after enjoying the best resources of the family and practicing for more than a hundred years, he was still only in the late stage of foundation building.

Because of this incident, many voices of opposition have been heard in the cabinet, but he used the power he had accumulated in the cabinet over the years to forcibly suppress them.

But this is not a long-term solution after all. Feng Xiao still needs to work hard on his own to silence the gossips.

So when he learned that Feng Xiao spent 200,000 spirit stones to buy a snake-man woman, although he felt heartbroken, he still gritted his teeth and paid the money. For no other reason, it was because the snake-man woman was a natural cauldron who could allow Feng Xiao to break through to the great perfection of foundation building at the fastest speed.

As long as Feng Xiao breaks through to the great perfection of foundation building, he can use this opportunity to negotiate terms with the higher-ups in the pavilion and strive for a place for him to break through to the Purple Mansion.

If Feng Xiao could break through the Purple Mansion, the grandfather and grandson could work together to make Ziyun Pavilion the Feng family's one-man show, just like the Peng family did, and pass it down from generation to generation.

Unfortunately, Feng Xiao could not understand what he did at all, which made him so angry that he almost died. If he had no other choice, he would have slapped to death this bastard who insulted his ancestors.

Feng Xiao could also tell that his old man was really angry today. He sat there quietly with his head down, more docile than a sheep.

Just as Feng Wujin was thinking about how to deal with Song Changsheng, Song Changsheng was also thinking about how to deal with Feng Wujin.

After this test, although he could not be 100% sure that the person who had been spying on him in secret was Feng Wujin, it at least proved one thing: the other party knew his identity.

This is an irreconcilable blood feud. Even if he doesn't take action, the other party will take action sooner or later. It would be better for him to strike first.

"There are no conditions for action in the city, maybe we can lure the snake out of its hole?" Song Changsheng thought secretly. Feng Wuji's cultivation is not weak. Once they start fighting, it will definitely be a tough battle.

However, he has a lot of trump cards in his hand. Not to mention the top-grade third-grade [Five Thunder Heavenly Evil Talisman], the fully refined [Hundred Evils Qiongqi Cauldron] can have a decisive effect.

Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the Jinyu Pavilion suddenly closed, and the pavilion suddenly became dark, but that was only for a moment, and it became bright again soon. It turned out that a fist-sized pearl had appeared on the top of the pavilion at some point, releasing dazzling light, like a small sun.

A middle-aged monk dressed as a Confucian scholar appeared in a box on the third floor. He was gently waving a folding fan in his hand. His appearance was 70% similar to Peng Zhengyan, whom Song Changsheng had met before.

"I really didn't expect that so many fellow Taoists would take time out of their busy schedules to come here. I am really flattered. If there is anything that is not good enough in our hospitality, please feel free to let me know. I will do my best to resolve it and strive to make sure you all have a great time."

Peng Zhengying had a gentle smile on his face, his every move gave people a soothing feeling, and his words were also beautiful.

"Sixth Master is so polite."

"Yes, Master Liu has finally taken the lead in organizing a trade fair. No matter what, we naturally have to come and show our support."

Everyone agreed. For the vast majority of people present, being able to deal with the Sixth Master of the Peng family was something they had always dreamed of.

Not to mention a mutually beneficial trade fair, even if you just come to give gifts, there will definitely be a lot of people rushing to give gifts.

Not to mention the Peng family standing behind Peng Zhengying, just the properties under his name are all goose that lay golden eggs. As long as you get in touch with him, even if you can get some extra money through the gaps between your fingers, it will be a big deal.

Peng Zhengying had been tired of hearing compliments since he was a child. To him, they were all meaningless nonsense. He calmly changed the subject and said, "I believe everyone has understood the rules of the trade fair. Your time is precious, so I will not waste your time by repeating them.

The trade fair is now starting, and Peng will be the first to throw out some ideas. "

As he spoke, he took out a crystal emitting a hazy golden light from his sleeve. It was about the size of a thumb and from a distance it looked like a water drop with countless reflective surfaces.

Peng Zhengying looked at everyone with a smile and said, "This is a grain of [Xuan Yang Golden Crystal] that I accidentally obtained a few years ago. It can be used to refine tools to improve the quality of magic weapons. It is also very useful as the main material for smelting the Purple Palace. This size is rare in the world.

I want to exchange this item for a water-attributed third-grade high-quality spiritual material. I wonder which Taoist friend can help me fulfill my wish?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people present showed signs of interest.

[Xuan Yang Golden Crystal] Although it is just an ordinary third-grade medium-quality spiritual material, its size is indeed extremely rare, which makes its value more than doubled.

Whether it is used to upgrade the grade of magic weapons or used for smelting the Purple Mansion Furnace by one's own descendants, it will be very suitable. Who doesn't have a few beloved descendants?

Exchanging such a large piece for a piece of top-grade third-level spiritual material with water attribute is no different from giving it as a gift.

"I have a piece of [Hanshui Mysterious Iron], I wonder if Brother Peng would like it?"

An old man wearing a tall crown opened the window screen of the box and displayed an irregular piece of metal the size of an egg in his hand in front of everyone. Even though the distance was far, everyone could still feel the chill released by the metal block.

"Fellow Daoist Gao, what Sixth Master wants is a water-attributed spiritual material. Your [Cold Water Mysterious Iron] is mainly cold and yin, so you'd better not show it to others.
This piece of [Guishui Xuanjing] I have on hand is more in line with Sixth Master's needs. "As soon as these words came out, the old man who had spoken earlier suddenly looked unhappy, snorted coldly and silently took back the [Hanshui Xuantie]. Strictly speaking, this one did not quite meet the requirements, and he took it out just to try his luck.

Unfortunately, there were too many people participating in the trade fair this time. There were no less than twenty Purple Mansion cultivators alone, so the competition was too fierce.

Song Changsheng actually had a piece of water-attributed third-grade top-grade spiritual material that he had seized before, but it was much inferior to the [Guishui Xuanjing], so he did not take it out.

Later, several people took out spiritual materials with water attributes, but none of them suited Peng Zhengying's taste. He finally chose the [Guishui Xuanjing].

Peng Zhengying started the speech, and then everyone spoke in order of their seats in the box.

The person in Box No. 1 was a prestigious casual cultivator. He took out a low-grade gold-attributed magic weapon and wanted to exchange it for a low-grade earth-attributed magic weapon that was more suitable for him. Unfortunately, he failed to get his wish in the end. There were people willing to buy it with spirit stones, but after thinking it over again and again, he finally declined.

His choice was within Song Changsheng's expectations. No matter what, a magic weapon was still a magic weapon, and it would not be worth exchanging it for spirit stones.

As time went by, he went from one box to another. Some wanted to change their skills, some wanted to change their elixirs, some wanted to change their spirit stones, and so on. During this time, many rare treasures that were hard to find on the market did appear. Unfortunately, none of them were useful to him. He could only be considered to have gained some knowledge.

At this moment, an old woman in Box 8 next to Song Changsheng took out a three-foot-tall purple spiritual plant that looked like a Podocarpus, and said in a hoarse voice: "A pot of [Yin Yang Purple Tree] seedlings, only spiritual stones, the highest bidder wins!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a slight commotion.

But soon someone sighed: "What a pity it's just a seedling."

Many people also sighed.

The heart of the [Yin Yang Purple Tree] can increase the success rate of a foundation-building cultivator breaking through the Purple Mansion by 30%. Its value is naturally unquestionable. It is difficult to find on the market, and even the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce does not always have stock.

But what the old woman took out was a seedling, and it was a real seedling, which had only been a few years since it broke through the soil.

The growth cycle of the Yin-Yang Purple Tree is more than five hundred years, and the lifespan of a Purple Mansion cultivator is only about five hundred years. Many people cannot even live to five hundred years due to various reasons.

It is too difficult to wait for it to mature.

And it doesn't mean that it will grow into something useful if you plant it. There are risks no matter what kind of spiritual plant you plant.

The combination of various factors caused the value of this seedling to drop significantly, and almost all the independent cultivators present chose to give up.

There is no way. They themselves will most likely not live to see the day when this sapling grows into a mature tree. And after they pass away, this thing can only bring disaster to future generations.

However, these problems were not problems at all in the eyes of other people present. A few hundred years was not a long time for a Zifu sect or a Zifu family.

Someone immediately offered a hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, but the price was quickly suppressed.

Song Changsheng was also very excited. He still had 270,000 spirit stones on hand. If it was just a seedling, he would have a chance to get it. If not, he could also exchange some unused items on his body for spirit stones and get some.

With everyone's competition, the price of the [Yin Yang Purple Tree] seedling continued to rise, and soon reached 150,000 low-grade spirit stones. For a seedling, this was already an extremely high price, and most people stopped competing.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Song Changsheng immediately bid 160,000 low-grade spirit stones.

This time, two more people were eliminated, leaving only the people from Mingqi Sect still competing with him. However, when the price reached 180,000 low-grade spirit stones, the people from Mingqi Sect obviously became hesitant.

"The Mingqi Sect is really useless. That's not good enough. Where did the arrogance you had when you were fighting with me before go?"

In Box No. 17, Feng Xiao was so angry that he jumped up and down. He turned to look at Feng Wujin and said, "Grandpa, are we just going to watch him succeed?"

Feng Wujin frowned slightly. He had already had a goal in mind when he came here this time. If he went to compete with Song Changsheng for the sapling, it might not be enough for him later. After all, he had already spent 200,000 spirit stones on Feng Xiao.

"Forget it, it's not a loss to take a picture of this sapling."

After hesitating for a while, he finally decided to join the fight.

In fact, his idea was very simple, he just wanted to disgust Song Changsheng.

He felt that it would be difficult to defeat Song Changsheng by himself. In that case, it would be nice to disgust him a little. Even if he couldn't win in the end, he could at least make him bleed more!

At this time, Song Changsheng had raised the price to 185,000 spirit stones. The Mingqi Sect no longer hesitated and chose to give up directly. This price was really not worth it just for a sapling, and it was not a necessity for them.

Seeing them give up, Song Changsheng was delighted. Although the price was inflated, this sapling was of great significance to the Song family. It was a huge transformation from nothing to something!

Just when he thought the dust had settled, a lazy and disgusting voice suddenly sounded: "My Ziyun Pavilion will offer 200,000 spirit stones!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present immediately cast surprised glances towards the box where Feng Wujin was. Two hundred thousand plus a little more was enough to directly buy a piece of [Yin Yang Purple Tree Heart].

But when they saw who was bidding, a look of understanding appeared on their faces at the same time.

Feng Xiao's character is well known to everyone. If he can spend 200,000 to buy a foreign woman, what's wrong with spending another 200,000 to buy a sapling?
In comparison, this can at least be considered a serious matter.

Feng Xiao proudly waved the folding fan in his hand, looking at Song Changsheng with provocation in his eyes: "Do you have the courage to continue following me? I will accompany you to the end!"

After these words were spoken, everyone except the old woman looked at Song Changsheng with sympathy.

Anyone would have a headache if being targeted by this playboy.

...(End of chapter)