Hybrid Spiritual Plant Cultivation

Chapter 32 Plan, what? The plan succeeded?
The outer city area of ​​the city.

Chen Mansion.

"The ambush is ready. Next, we need to expose their weakness."

Chen Ding discussed with the elders of the clan how to counter the ambush.

Ever since Yang Xing reported to him last time that the neighbors were ready to take action against the Chen family, Chen Ding has been planning a counter-ambush in order to eliminate the threat and obtain the Feng Lingqiao secret method from the Yang family.

Now that everything is ready, it's time to find an opportunity to fight a good battle and intimidate these tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves!
at this time.

Suddenly, a servant came to report that Yang Xing wanted to see him.

"Oh? Yang Xing is here at the wrong time. Go and tell him that the Chen family is not seeing guests today." After instructing the servants, Chen Ding turned around and said to everyone, "This Yang Xing is really impatient. He is so impatient that he wants to bite a piece of meat off my family?"

Everyone in the Chen family looked angry.

Everyone thinks that the Chen family is easy to bully. This is outrageous!
"Let's defeat the people from each family and let Yang Xing know that if the Yang family didn't have an old man, the gap between them and our Chen family would be like heaven and earth!"

"If the Yang family is willing to help in times of need, we may be able to form an alliance and help them in the future. I don't like the fact that they are waiting for a price right now!"

Members of the Chen family expressed their dissatisfaction one after another.

at this time.

The servant came again and said, "Master, Yang Xing refused to leave and insisted on coming to see you. He also brought gifts with him."

"Oh? Reveal."

Chen Ding was puzzled, wondering what Yang Xing had done all of a sudden. When he saw the gift clearly, he couldn't help but gasp.

What lay in the gift box was actually a very exquisite flying sword.

Flying swords, elixirs, spells, etc. are all divided into grades. The nine grades of official positions in the former Divine Dynasty were reversed. The first grade is the lowest, corresponding to Yunling, and the second grade corresponds to Tongqiao.

Magical weapons like flying swords are at least of the second grade. The flying sword that Chen Ding bought for Chen Jing is a second-grade flying sword.

At this time, the flying sword in the gift box was red all over, like a piece of exquisite crystal, emitting powerful spiritual fluctuations.

Third grade!

"A third-grade flying sword? A gift? Ah?" Chen Ding was stunned.

This kind of thing definitely could not be accepted like that, so he immediately ordered the servant to invite Yang Xing in.

Before Yang Xingren even entered the house, he shouted enthusiastically, "Brother Chen, Brother Chen has a strategic mind and is as steady as a mountain. Your son is very capable and talented. I admire you. I, Yang, admire you!"

"?" Chen Ding didn't understand, but his expression didn't change. He said calmly, "Brother Yang, you are joking. My Chen family is a small family. We don't deserve such praise. And this gift, without reason, I will never accept it!"

"Brother Chen is really good at cultivating his Qi. No wonder he didn't take it seriously when I called the police last time. Now it seems that I was worrying too much. Your son was out there alone, fighting eight people, and he killed all those rats without leaving a single one alive. I envy him so much for being such a gifted child!"

What?
What does it mean to fight one against eight?

When did I have an illegitimate child outside and not bring him back?
The more Chen Ding listened, the more confused he became. He could only drink tea to hide his confusion. He dared not say anything and just kept smiling.

Seeing Chen Ding's humble and calm appearance, Yang Xing felt even more upset. The failure of his own calculations was secondary. The real hurt was that he felt stung by other people's excellence.

If the Yang family had such a genius son, they would have to speak more harshly. But look at Chen Ding, he looks so calm, as if he doesn't care at all. Sure enough, his parents must be somewhat extraordinary to be able to raise such a child.

"Brother Chen, I won't be polite with you anymore. Do you think this flying sword is a perfect match for your second son?"

"Well, what does this mean?"

"My Yang family has a daughter who is exactly eighteen this year. If Brother Chen is willing to become a relative of my family, this flying sword will serve as a dowry..."

"Let's not talk about Jing'er's marriage for now!"

Chen Ding refused directly.

My son is going to be trained and sent to the Qing Nang Sect. Although there seems to be a problem with the Qing Nang Sect at present, we have to make sure that there is really no hope. Once it is confirmed that he can enter the Qing Nang Sect, the price can be even higher!

Yang Xing shook his head repeatedly: "How can my daughter be worthy of Master Jing? How about the eldest master?"

"The eldest son will be the head of the family in the future. According to the ancestral precepts of our Chen family, we can only marry ordinary women." Chen Ding shook his head.

There are two advantages to marrying an ordinary woman.

For one thing, there is no need to worry about getting into trouble by getting too involved with other families.

More importantly, the probability of monks having children is a bit low. Although the children born will have better talent in cultivation, it is ultimately not conducive to family inheritance.

Moreover, giving the dowry to the second son and marrying to the eldest son, what kind of logic is this?

As soon as you hear it, you know it's not a serious social gathering, it's just an opening statement.

"In that case, why not settle for the next best thing..." As expected, Yang Xing changed the subject and said, "In that case, how about my family exchange this red glass sword for a batch of cultivation resources and a favor from the Chen family?"

"What do you mean?" Chen Ding showed an interested look.

"Just..."

……

Chen Jing stood at the door, holding his clothes and sniffing them again and again to make sure there was no smell. Then he nodded in satisfaction and pushed the door open to go home.

The house is quiet.

He walked lightly back to the house, but was stopped when he passed the front hall.

"Come here!" Chen Ding said in a deep voice.

"father?"

"Have you been in trouble outside again?"

"Ah? Did something happen outside?" Chen Jing tried to quibble, but soon, his face straightened and his tone changed as he was able to read people's expressions.

"Okay, I'll be honest. This is what happened. I've been doing good things every day recently, but I was targeted by a group of people with bad intentions. I tried to persuade them with my love, hoping that they would wake up and change their ways...

But this group of people, fucking interrupted me... No, what I just said is that they are stubborn, they are terminally ill, and there is no hope for them!"

At this point, Chen Jing let out a long sigh.

I said helplessly, "They forced me to do it."

"You're fighting eight people by yourself?"

"Dad, there were eight people beating me up... I'm the victim!"

"..."

Chen Ding leaned back slightly, "I can see that my son has special skills and can always send away all those who bully and harm you, right?"

"Dad, I accept the punishment! I really won't go out this time!"

"That's fine."

Chen Ding waved his hand and said, "You have achieved much more than your father. Although I am old, I have never shed blood on my hands at the age of 18, but you are different. I only hope that you can think twice before doing anything in the future, and don't act rashly. The Chen family can still help you now."

"……father."

"Okay, you got a lot of benefits by accident this time. Go back to the house and see the new gift I prepared for you."

Chen Ding waved his hand and sent his son away.

(End of this chapter)