Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

Fu Shaoping nodded: "I bribed that rogue cultivator, and I also had the images fabricated. The purpose was simply to buy time and force the real culprit to reveal themselves."

Zhou Yuanqing looked at him, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"You've got some nerve. Do you know what the consequences will be if Wang Zhenshan and Li Canghai find out?"

Fu Shaoping said calmly, "I know. But they won't find out."

Why?

"Because the real killer will strike again soon."

Zhou Yuanqing's gaze sharpened.

Fu Shaoping continued, "That man killed Wang Yuanba to incite conflict between the Fu and Wang families so he could profit from it. Now that his plot has been exposed, he must be resentful. He will make another move next."

"And his next target..."

Fu Shaoping looked into the distance, his gaze deep.

"It should be me."

Zhou Yuanqing remained silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

"Well done, Fu Shaoping. No wonder Fu Qingshan gave you the position of heir." He patted Fu Shaoping on the shoulder. "I'd like to see who the murderer really is."

After saying that, he strode away.

Fu Shaoping stood there, watching his back, his face calm as still water.

But in his heart, he had already begun to make plans.

Who exactly is that person?
Why instigate a conflict between the Fu and Wang families?
What is his purpose?
These questions will be answered soon.

Because that person will come looking for him soon.

And he was ready.

As night deepened, Qingyang City fell into slumber.

In Fu Shaoping's small courtyard, only a solitary lamp still flickered. He sat cross-legged by the window, holding a jade slip in his hand, seemingly studying it, but in reality, his mind had already wandered, enveloping the entire courtyard.

It's been three days.

Three days have passed since Wang Yuanba was killed. The city lord's investigation has made no progress; the so-called "rogue cultivator" had already been arranged to leave Qingyang City, and the trail had completely died down. Although Wang Zhenshan was unwilling, he dared not act presumptuously in front of the city lord and could only remain inactive for the time being.

But Fu Shaoping knew that the real murderer wouldn't be long in coming.

The man's meticulously planned conspiracy was thwarted by his few words, and he must hate him to the core. His last words, deliberately putting himself in danger, were a ploy to lure the snake out of its hole.

"It's time," he murmured.

Before he finished speaking, a very slight noise suddenly came from outside the courtyard wall.

The sound was so faint that even a Foundation Establishment cultivator might overlook it. But Fu Shaoping's spiritual sense had already enveloped the entire courtyard so completely that no movement could escape his perception.

"coming."

He remained calm and continued studying the jade slip.

A moment later, a dark figure silently scaled the courtyard wall and landed in the shadows of the courtyard.

The figure was thin and dressed in night clothes, with a black cloth covering his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes. His aura was extremely well concealed; if Fu Shaoping hadn't been prepared, he would have hardly noticed it.

The shadowy figure observed in the courtyard for a moment, and seeing that Fu Shaoping had no reaction, quietly approached the window.

He held a short sword that gleamed with an eerie light in his hand, the tip of which was pointed directly at Fu Shaoping's back.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Just as he was about to thrust out, Fu Shaoping suddenly spoke:
"Li Qingxuan, you've finally arrived."

The dark figure froze, a look of horror flashing in its eyes!

Without a second thought, he turned and ran!
But Fu Shaoping was prepared. He raised his hand and waved, and a blue contract rune shot out, hitting the black shadow in the back!

Bluestone seal!

The dark figure let out a muffled groan, staggered, but still desperately tried to escape, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

Fu Shaoping did not pursue.

He stood up, walked into the courtyard, and looked in the direction where the dark figure had disappeared, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

"Li Qingxuan... it really is you."

……

The next morning, a large crowd gathered outside the gate of the Fu residence.

Li Canghai, the head of the Li family, knelt before the Fu residence with Li Qingxuan, their faces deathly pale.

Li Qingxuan trembled all over, like a leaf turning in the wind.

Fu Shaoping walked out of the mansion, followed by Fu Qingshan and a group of Fu family elders.

Upon seeing him, Li Canghai kowtowed heavily: "Young Master Fu! I have failed in my duty to raise my son, allowing this unfilial son to commit such a grave mistake! Today I have brought him here to plead guilty and submit to Young Master Fu's judgment!"

Fu Shaoping looked down at him, his gaze calm as still water.

"Li Canghai, your son killed Wang Yuanba and framed me. Are you aware of this?"

Li Canghai nodded repeatedly: "I know! I know! This unfilial son has confessed!"

Fu Shaoping continued, "He murdered and framed someone to incite conflict between the Fu and Wang families so that your Li family could profit from it. As the head of the family, do you really not know this?"

Li Canghai trembled, his forehead touched the ground, and he dared not raise his head.

"I...I truly had no idea...it was this rebellious son who acted on his own..."

Fu Shaoping looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Li Canghai, you might fool others with what you're saying. But fooling me? That's not enough."

He crouched down to be at eye level with Li Canghai and said, word by word:

"Your son's cultivation suddenly broke through, and you really didn't notice anything unusual? He went out in the middle of the night, and you really knew nothing about it? Could he have planned such a big thing without your tacit approval and secret support?"

Li Canghai's face grew paler and paler.

Fu Shaoping stood up and looked at Zhou Yuanqing, the Lord of Qingyang City, who was standing quietly in the crowd.

"Lord City Lord, please decide how to handle this matter."

Zhou Yuanqing stepped forward slowly, his gaze sharp as lightning, sweeping over Li Canghai and his son.

"Li Canghai, for failing to properly educate his son and allowing him to commit violence, is guilty of two crimes: knowing the truth but failing to report it and deceiving the city lord. He is to be punished for both crimes, with half of the Li family's property confiscated and him expelled from Qingyang City, never to set foot there again!"

“Li Qingxuan, murdered and framed, instigated conflict, his crime deserves death! Considering his father’s voluntary confession, he will be given a lighter sentence, his cultivation will be abolished and he will be expelled from Qingyang City!” Li Canghai and his son were ashen-faced and collapsed to the ground.

The onlookers were buzzing with discussion.

"Serves them right! Who told them to try and harm the Fu family!"

"Young Master Fu is truly amazing; he thwarted this conspiracy in no time!"

"We'd better be careful from now on; the heir of the Fu family is not someone to be trifled with..."

Fu Shaoping ignored the discussions and turned to walk into the Fu residence.

Behind him, Fu Qingshan patted him on the shoulder, his eyes full of satisfaction.

"Shaoping, you did a great job."

Fu Shaoping shook his head: "Patriarch, this matter is not over yet."

Fu Qingshan was taken aback: "It's not over yet?"

Fu Shaoping looked into the distance, his gaze deep.

"There are others behind Li Canghai and his son."

……

That night, Fu Shaoping left the Fu residence alone.

Following the sensation of the bluestone seal, he arrived at an abandoned house in the east of the city.

The house was dilapidated and had clearly been abandoned for many years. But the seal's indication pointed to the depths of the house.

He pushed open the slightly ajar door and went inside.

After passing through the overgrown courtyard, we arrived at a similarly dilapidated side room.

There was light in the side room.

Fu Shaoping pushed open the door and entered.

Inside the room, an old man dressed in a black robe sat cross-legged on a prayer mat. In front of him was a solitary lamp, its flickering light illuminating his wrinkled face.

The old man's aura was actually that of the early stage of the Golden Core realm!
"You've come." The old man opened his eyes, looked at Fu Shaoping, and said calmly.

Fu Shaoping sat down opposite him and looked at him calmly as well.

"Are you the mastermind behind Li Canghai and his son?"

The old man nodded, then shook his head: "You could say that, and you could say that it isn't."

Fu Shaoping didn't press him further, but simply watched him quietly.

The old man continued, "My Daoist name is 'Qingmingzi,' and I am Li Canghai's master. Li Qingxuan is also my grand-disciple. I know about what they have done and have tacitly approved of it."

Fu Shaoping asked, "Why?"

Qingmingzi looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Because I also want to see what abilities you, the heir of the Fu family, really have."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the night outside.

"I have lived in seclusion in Qingyang City for thirty years and have seen countless geniuses. Some were exceptionally talented, but their brilliance was too exposed, and they died young. Others were patient and low-key, but they missed opportunities and lived mediocre lives. Only you..."

He turned his head and looked at Fu Shaoping.

"You are neither flamboyant nor stoic. You do things methodically and with discretion, acting when necessary and remaining patient when appropriate. This is the mark of a true genius."

Fu Shaoping said calmly, "You flatter me, senior."

Qingmingzi shook his head: "It's not an overstatement. I've come to see you today to tell you something."

Fu Shaoping looked at him.

Qingmingzi said slowly, "Qingyang City is just the beginning. The outside world is far bigger and more dangerous than you think. With your talent, you shouldn't be trapped here."

He took out a jade slip from his pocket and handed it to Fu Shaoping.

"This is a map I obtained during my travels in my early years. It marks the location of the 'Qingyun Sect,' one of the three major sects in the Eastern Region. If you wish to go there, you can follow the map."

Fu Shaoping took the jade slip and probed it with his divine sense.

The map is very detailed, marking the route from Qingyang City to Qingyun Sect, including all the dangerous places, markets, and teleportation arrays along the way.

He put away the jade slip and looked at Qingmingzi.

Why did you help me, senior?

Qingmingzi smiled, a smile tinged with a sense of vicissitude.

"Because I, too, was once a young man. I too once wanted to leave this small world and see the outside world. Unfortunately... I missed that opportunity."

He looked at Fu Shaoping with deep eyes.

“You’re different. You’re still young, you still have a chance. If I help you, it’s like… fulfilling my past self’s wishes.”

After saying that, his figure slowly became transparent.

Fu Shaoping stood up and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, senior."

Qingmingzi's figure vanished completely, leaving only a faint sigh.

Fu Shaoping stood there, silent for a long time.

Then he turned and left the abandoned house.

……

When I returned to the courtyard, the sky was already beginning to lighten.

Fu Shaoping sat by the window, looking at the jade slip in his hand, lost in thought.

Qingyun Sect...

One of the three major sects in the Eastern Region, it is said to have a late-stage Nascent Soul ancestor presiding over it, and countless geniuses within its ranks. Entering it would indeed provide access to better cultivation resources and a broader stage for development.

But leaving Qingyang City also meant leaving the Fu family and the land where he had lived for more than a decade.

"The time is not right." He put away the jade slip and murmured.

Only after establishing the foundation can one leave.

Now, what he needs to do is break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. (End of Chapter)