Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 118 The Hatred of Impotence

The area with vendors selling their wares was much livelier than the area with shops, filled with shouts, bargaining, and friendly greetings.

A row of stalls were set up on the ground, some covered with an old cloth, others simply laid out on the ground.

The items were dazzling, ranging from dull fragments of magical artifacts to pills of questionable color.

Here, the prices are naturally much cheaper than in the shops.

However, whether something is good or bad depends entirely on one's eyesight, and one must also weigh the authenticity for oneself.

Jiang Fu'an knew the place well and walked straight toward a stall filled with all kinds of porcelain bottles.

Behind the stall sat an old man with a deeply lined face and droopy eyelids, wiping the bottle with an old cloth. Regular customers called him Old Sun.

Hearing footsteps stop in front of his stall, Old Sun looked up and his cloudy eyes instantly lit up.

He stood up briskly, his face crinkling with wrinkles, and laughed, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, it's been quite a while since I've seen you!"

"Haha, I bought a lot last time, so it will last longer."

Jiang Fu'an smiled and agreed.

Most of the Qi-nourishing pills he used to take were bought from Old Sun, so he was a regular customer.

Old Sun chuckled, his withered fingers pointing to the few white porcelain bottles most prominently displayed on his stall: "So, this time, the same old routine, two bottles, please?"

Jiang Fu'an nodded and readily said, "Okay, as usual, two bottles."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out fifty low-grade spirit stones from his storage bag at his waist.

The market price of a top-grade Qi-Nourishing Pill is usually equivalent to one low-grade spirit stone.

One bottle contains thirty pills, so two bottles should have cost sixty spirit stones.

But Old Sun was a shrewd businessman. For regular customers like Jiang Fu'an who bought two bottles at a time, he only charged fifty.

This affordability is the main reason why Jiang Fu'an has been a regular customer for many years.

As for the quality, Old Sun has been setting up his stall in this area for at least ten years, and his reputation is quite stable; he hasn't had any major problems.

After the money and goods were settled, Jiang Fu'an was in no hurry to leave.

He asked casually, "Old Sun, you've been here all year round and you're well-informed. Have you ever heard of an alchemist surnamed Ning?"

"He's very young, looks like he's only in his early twenties."

Unexpectedly, upon hearing "the one surnamed Ning," Old Sun's smile turned somewhat strange: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, did you also buy 'All-Encompassing Mysteries Pills' from him?"

Jiang Fu'an felt relieved. It seemed that Ning Zhiyuan had indeed been active in Yueling Market before, and was quite famous.

His face immediately contorted with just the right amount of surprise: "How did you know? To be honest, he persuaded me quite a bit the other day, and I did buy some."

Old Sun shook his head, a hint of amusement in his eyes, and lowered his voice: "6"

Old Sun's eyes revealed a hint of schadenfreude: "That kid's alchemy skills are extremely poor. The miraculous pills he made contain a frightening amount of poison."

"That's not all. The worst part is that as soon as the medication stops, he immediately becomes impotent!"

"During this period, people came to settle scores with him almost every day!"

"Infertility?!"

Jiang Fu'an's face was full of shock.

No wonder that kid said he couldn't make it in Moon Spirit Market.

This is more than just offending people; it's creating a grudge that's far more insidious than simply blocking someone's way.

How many male cultivators can tolerate such a destructive act?

Seeing Jiang Fu'an's changing expression, Old Sun assumed he was worried about himself, so he softened his tone and comforted him, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't worry too much. If you haven't taken too much, and you take good care of yourself for a while, you'll recover."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fu'an breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you can recover. Thank you for reminding me, Old Sun."

After he finished thanking him, his face immediately darkened, and his tone became indignant: "That Ning fellow is truly hateful! He only cares about making spirit stones for himself and doesn't care about the lives of others at all."

"Old Sun, do you know where he's gone now?"

Old Sun shook his head: "Can't find him! That kid has offended a ton of people, he's long since slipped away and disappeared without a trace!"

"In my opinion, he will definitely not dare to return to Moon Spirit Market in the short term."

Hearing that even Old Sun didn't know Ning Zhiyuan's exact whereabouts, Jiang Fu'an had no more worries.

In this way, as long as Ning Zhiyuan stays at Qinglu Mountain, no one will be able to find him.

Then, he tentatively asked about some of Ning Zhiyuan's other deeds.

It was discovered that apart from being incompetent at alchemy and offending many people, this person had no other egregious behavior.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Fu'an decided to keep the man for now.

No one is perfect. Although his miraculous elixir may temporarily cause impotence, pursuing the matter is not a heinous crime.

As for his alchemy skills—

It's a mess right now, but with more experience, we can always improve.

If not now, I'll just be a spiritual plant tender in the medicinal herb field for now.

After chatting casually with Old Sun about some recent interesting news from the market, Jiang Fu'an bowed and took his leave, turning to join the bustling crowd and heading straight for the market exit.

He had come to Moon Spirit City prepared for all sorts of dangers, but he never expected things to end so peacefully.

Although the process was somewhat unexpected, the result was not bad at all.

The sun climbed to its zenith, shining brightly on the mountain path.

When Jiang Fu'an returned to the Qinglu Mountain area, he could see the mountainside from a distance through a bamboo forest.

Shi Tou was huddled together with Ning Zhiyuan, seemingly discussing something.

Before he could get close, Stone seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head.

Upon seeing his father's return, a smile immediately spread across his face. He left Ning Zhiyuan aside and rushed down the mountain to greet him. "Father! You're back! Was the journey smooth? Did Qiankun Pavilion cause you any trouble?"

"We can talk when we get home."

Jiang Fu'an gestured for him to follow with his eyes, and kept walking.

As he passed by Ning Zhiyuan, he said politely, "Fellow Daoist Ning, if you encounter any inconvenience at Qinglu Mountain, please feel free to come and find me."

"I will do my best to help in any way I can."

As for the Myriad Wonders Pill that the other party had refined, he planned to find an opportunity to give them a good warning.

He still had things to discuss with Stone, so he didn't mention it.

Ning Zhiyuan quickly cupped his hands in a respectful manner: "Thank you for your care, Patriarch. Everything is fine at the moment. Thank you for your concern."

Jiang Fu'an said no more and led the stone through the gate of his own house.

Only then did he turn to his son: "What were you and Ning Zhiyuan talking about just now?"

Shi Tou pulled a white porcelain bottle from his pocket: "He just gave it to me, saying it's some kind of 'Miraculous Elixir,' which is beneficial for men in that area."

Jiang Fu'an was speechless. This Ning Zhiyuan really spared no effort in promoting his half-baked, quack pills.

He took the porcelain bottle from Shi Tou's hand and warned, "There's something wrong with this medicine. Don't believe him."

"If he offers you any more pills in the future, refuse them outright and don't touch them."

"I understand."

Stone nodded obediently, seemingly unconcerned.

He was young and healthy, full of energy and vitality. His only worry was that he had excess energy with nowhere to release it, so he didn't need such external things.

His mind was still preoccupied with the troubles of the Qiankun Pavilion, and he couldn't help but ask again, "Father, has the Lingfu Pavilion been targeted by the Qiankun Pavilion?"

"Don't worry, the storm has passed. Zhao Linlan, the one who hired someone to kill you, has already been killed—"

Jiang Fu'an spoke in a relaxed tone, slowly recounting the news he had heard in the market and his own deductions to his son.

Upon hearing this, Shi Tou clenched his fists, a look of satisfaction spreading across his face: "Good! This is what they call 'good begets good, evil begets evil'! The one who hired a killer will ultimately meet a violent end!"

Jiang Fu'an stopped talking about the matter and changed the subject, asking, "By the way, what exactly is going on between you and that female cultivator named Bai Lan?"

Why did she suddenly appear and risk her life to save you?

He had questions about this matter last night, but he was preoccupied with the Qiankun Pavilion matter and didn't have time to ask in detail.

Stone scratched the back of his head, a look of confusion on his face: "This child doesn't really understand either."

"Bai Lan said that it was because I spared her life at Qinglu Mountain last time, and she came here specifically to repay the favor."

Jiang Fu'an didn't believe a word of what he said.

He pressed further, "After she saved you, did anything else happen between you?"

"Nothing else happened."

Stone's gaze flickered for a moment before he subconsciously looked down at the ground.

Jiang Fu'an saw his son's reaction and realized that the boy wasn't telling the truth.

His face darkened: "To be honest! That woman is no pushover."

"If you hide this from me now, and she sells you out later, you'll probably be happily counting spirit stones for her!"

Seeing that his father was angry, Shi Tou dared not hide it any longer. His face turned bright red, and he stammered, "In that cave, after she healed my wounds—we had physical intimacy."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fu'an's expression immediately became somewhat strange.

He did not blame his son for having such thoughts in a dangerous situation; it is normal for young people to have difficulty controlling themselves.

What puzzled him was whether this woman had developed feelings for him after losing her virginity to the stone last time.

"Who initiated it at the time?" Jiang Fu'an pressed.

Shi Tou's neck turned red; he hadn't expected his father to ask such detailed questions.

He hesitated for a moment before finally managing to stammer, "It seems like they're all—a little bit—"

Seeing this, Jiang Fu'an's last bit of doubt disappeared.

He looked at his son with a newfound respect.

This kid seems to have a natural talent for dealing with women.

However, he remains pessimistic about the prospects of these two.

Judging from the way Shi Tou looks, he's probably fallen for her.

Jiang Fu'an bluntly asked, "How do you plan to treat her from now on?"

"Is this the end of our relationship, treating it as nothing more than a fleeting affair?"

"Should I take her as a confidante? Or perhaps become her spiritual partner?"

Stone was stunned; clearly, he had never thought about this in depth.

He frowned and pondered for a moment before hesitatingly saying, "Bai Lan is actually not a bad person. She saved my life again this time."

"If she is willing, and if you, Father, do not object, I would like to become her Daoist partner."

Jiang Fu'an sighed softly and reminded him, "You've taken a liking to her, but it's hard to say what she thinks of you."

"As you said before, she had the opportunity to warn you of the danger earlier, but she gave up because she was afraid of exposing herself."

"To act only at the last minute—you need to carefully consider the depth of that loyalty."

Shi Tou hurriedly defended himself: "Father, you can't blame her! We were enemies back then, and the fact that she finally came to our rescue is already a great kindness."

"It's too much to ask her to risk her life for me."

"Of course I know this is human nature."

Jiang Fu'an nodded: "I'm reminding you because I'm afraid you'll get too deeply involved."

"This woman's feelings for you may not be as deep as you imagine."

"Perhaps it's just because you're young, and it's just a passing fancy."

"Once her interest wanes, or she meets someone better, she will abandon you without hesitation."

Stone opened his mouth, but this time he didn't refute it.

He had only known Bai Lan for a short time, and spent even less time with her. He knew almost nothing about her temperament or past.

The father's concerns were not entirely unfounded.

Seeing that he had taken it to heart, Jiang Fu'an continued, "Bai Lan is quite a bit older than you. She has been out and about for many years and has met all sorts of people."

"You don't even know if she's had any other men in the past—"

"She has no one else! I asked her!"

Shi Tou suddenly interrupted his father, hurriedly explaining, "And that night at Qinglu Mountain, she—it was her first time, I saw the virginity."

These words slightly changed Jiang Fu'an's impression of Bai Lan.

He recalled the first time he met this woman; she had lied and claimed to be Lu Xuanchen's mistress, stealing the Wang family's spiritual soil.

At that time, she gave people the impression of being charming yet calculating.

So be it.

Jiang Fu'an decided to say no more.

The warning bells that needed to be rung have been rung, and the key points have been pointed out.

Ultimately, the son must walk his own path. If he suffers a loss because of this woman in the future, he can only take it as a necessary lesson in life. Whether it is a calamity or a blessing, only fate will tell.

He stopped dwelling on the matter and instead patted the storage bag at his waist.

A faint light flashed, and a palm-sized celadon porcelain bottle appeared in his palm.

He handed the porcelain bottle to Shi Tou: "Inside is a first-grade longevity pill, which can add twenty years to your lifespan. Take it."

This elixir came from the cave dwelling of that Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he had always kept it carefully.

Although the hidden injuries that the stone suffered could be slowly healed through "dietary therapy," that method was too slow.

When a cultivator has only twenty years left to live, their vital energy will begin to decline, and their strength will be difficult to maintain at its peak.

Upon hearing this, Shi Tou's eyes suddenly lit up!

Add twenty years to your lifespan!

This means that we will have more confidence when using the Blood Burning Curse in the future!

He reached out his hand with delight, but just as his fingertips were about to touch the bottle, he suddenly stopped and hesitated, saying, "Father—you are older than me, it would be more appropriate for you to take this elixir."

"You'll submit when I tell you to!"

Without a word, Jiang Fu'an shoved the porcelain bottle into his hand: "If you really want me to live longer, then you'd better run the Spirit Talisman Pavilion well from now on."

"Once you've earned enough spirit stones, buy me another one."

Shi Tou gripped the slightly cool jade bottle in his hand and nodded emphatically, "Father, rest assured! Your son will do his utmost to manage the Spirit Talisman Pavilion well and purchase the Longevity Elixir for you as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he couldn't hold back any longer and carefully uncorked the bottle.

Instantly, a refreshing and pleasant medicinal fragrance filled the air, invigorating the senses.

A pill the size of a jujube, milky white in color, rolled into his palm, its surface shimmering with a subtle glow.

Shi Tou took a deep breath, tilted his head back, and swallowed the pill.

Then, he sat cross-legged on the bluestone slab in the courtyard, began to practice his cultivation technique, and guided the medicinal power to help it dissolve and be absorbed.

Jiang Fu stood quietly to the side, his gaze fixed on his son, a sense of anticipation rising in his heart.

For ordinary people, a first-grade longevity pill can extend their lifespan by twenty years.

With the "Body of Devouring," would this longevity pill be even more effective?

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