Starting as a spiritual plant master, may I eventually become the master of all lands.

Chapter 97 Hometown

"Did you hear the fighting coming from the clan chief's courtyard?"

"It shouldn't be a fight; they might be teaching Song Jun a lesson."

"The courtyard was filled with swirling lights; is that how he teaches Song Jun a lesson? Besides, does he even dare to teach Song Jun a lesson?"

"Whatever, what does the main lineage's affairs have to do with us? A Foundation Establishment family? I've had enough of that. I've decided to go out and become a rogue cultivator."

"If the child weren't still so young, my husband and I would have left the Song family too, and waited until the child was a little older."

"Forget it, is it so easy to be a rogue cultivator? If Song Jun can reach the Foundation Establishment stage, the Song family will have two Foundation Establishment cultivators, and things might get better."

"Hehe, I thought you weren't stupid, and at the fifth level of Qi Refining, there's no such thing as going into qi deviation. I never expected you to say something like that."

"I have not kept a single bit of the spiritual fields I cultivated; they all have to be handed over. This has been going on for many years."

"That's because you're honest. If you had asked an elder to speak on your behalf, you might have some left over."

"Forget it, those elders can't really say anything."

"This Foundation Establishment family is even worse than a Qi Refining family, sigh!"

"Our ancestors didn't care about these things."

"Those were their ancestors, not ours!"

"Shh, do you want to die?"

Song Chuan walked through the family's land, listening to the discussions in every corner, all of which were more or less the same.

I never imagined that after so many years away, the Song family would have become like this. Perhaps the family was like this even before I left, but I just didn't realize it.

Being forced to leave back then turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

He arrived at his great-aunt's courtyard and listened to the conversation of her descendants inside for a while. His face suddenly darkened.

My great-aunt passed away four years ago! That was the year I came out of the Kongsang Mountains.

Even the one person I wanted to see is now out of reach.

He remained silent in the soil for a long time, inhaling the scent of his hometown earth, yet this scent also made him feel quite uncomfortable—

适。

Back in my hometown, I couldn't adapt to the local environment.

He took down a storage bag, and with a burst of magic, the bag burst from the ground and landed in front of his great-aunt's house.

After that night, every household in the Song family opened their doors and received an "unexpected surprise."

There were spirit stones, pills, talismans, and some even received magical artifacts. One cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining even received a high-grade magical artifact!

Next to these items was a note.

"Song Chang is dead, and the main branch has been slaughtered. Quickly relocate from Biquan Mountain and find a suitable new home. Do not covet this second-tier spiritual vein, or disaster will befall you!"

Three days later, Biquan Mountain, which had been occupied by the Song family for decades, was completely deserted.

In a grove of trees hundreds of miles away, a group of Song family cultivators were resting in twos and threes.

There were more than ten people sitting together, talking in hushed tones.

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"Dad, uncles, I was just chatting with you all and I noticed that the things our family received are quite different from what others received," a pretty woman said curiously.

"Sister, you're only finding out now? I asked you about it a while ago. Do you think it might be because of Grandmother?"

"That can't be, right? Although Grandmother was the most skilled plant cultivator in the family, she passed away several years ago. What does that have to do with this?"

"Do you remember your cousin, Song Chuan?" an older man asked thoughtfully.

"Song Chuan? I remember him. Wasn't he sent to Wisteria Valley?"

"Your grandmother once mentioned this person to me, saying that he was forced to leave. At that time, she gave Song Chuan a life-saving talisman and a magic artifact."

After the older man finished speaking, his eyes flickered a few times.

"Brother, is this Mother's Wood Release Talisman? I was saying that after Mother passed away, I didn't see that talisman and thought it had been given to you."

"Hmph! Do you think I'm Song Shan? If I took it, would I not tell you?"

"Father, you mean Song Chuan came back and did this? How is that possible? Our ancestor was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and Song Chuan is only in his thirties, younger than me. Besides, why would he kill his entire lineage?"

"Who knows? But his whole family isn't good people, there's probably some hidden story."

"Has the guy figured out that bamboo skewer thoroughly?"

"I roughly understand now. It's extremely powerful, a very special kind of lightning-type object. Let me tell you, if I'm not mistaken, this thing can severely injure a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

"What? Brother, you must be joking?"

"The hexagram symbol on this is the Zhen (Thunder) hexagram. Have you heard of the Four Pillars School? I suspect it's from that school."

"The Four Pillars Sect is a top sect in the Qi Kingdom. If it is from this sect, they might actually be able to seriously injure a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

"It's precisely because this thing is so valuable that I wondered if it was Song Chuan repaying a debt of gratitude. Otherwise, why would that person have wiped out Song Chang's entire lineage?"

"That makes sense. Song Chuan is really different from his family. But it's also strange that someone who just reached the Foundation Establishment stage could kill Song Chang, who has been at the Foundation Establishment stage for decades?"

"That's different. If it really is Song Chuan, once he establishes his foundation in a major sect like Vine Flower Valley, he will be different from ordinary foundation-establishing cultivators."

"That's true. I heard that people at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining in the Suspended Gourd Pavilion can instantly kill those of the same level."

"Alright, whether it's Song Chuan or not, since he's unwilling to show his face and has already divided up the Song family's main branch, let's not say anything more. Don't mention this name in front of others in the future."

"What a pity! If only my cousin Song Chuan could come back and be our ancestor, we wouldn't have to move away."

"You silly girl! Many people in the family have long wanted to break away from the main branch and separate from the family. Now is the perfect time."

Song Chuan would only return to claim ancestry and become an ancestor if he had no future in Teng Hua Valley. He's still so young; he definitely wants to advance further.

Now that we have these resources, we can find a peaceful place and focus on our spiritual practice!

Xueye Lakeside.

The lake is vast, with waves rising and falling, and water splashes everywhere on the shore.

A young man stood there, looking down at the lake, his face reflected in the water. He was not handsome, but his face was quite pleasing to the eye.

However, the expression on his face was somewhat strange. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he smiled, sometimes he looked reminiscing, and sometimes he seemed relieved.

A gentle breeze, carrying moisture, rustled against his clothes. After standing by the lake for three days, Song Chuan squatted down, feeling both young and old.

I scooped up a handful of lake water and washed my face.

"Hmm, it's quite sweet!" he muttered.

I didn't know that before, but I found out later when I looked up information about spiritual objects in Vine Flower Valley that there used to be a material called "Snow Jade" with both ice and soil attributes under Snow Wild Lake, and a spiritual plant called "Snow Jade Flower" would grow on this Snow Jade.

Snow Jade Flower is a second-tier spiritual plant, but it is extremely precious. Its value is no less than that of ordinary third-tier spiritual plants. It is an ingredient in a high-level elixir called "Frost Pill," but it is now almost extinct.

Both snow jade and snow jasmine are pure and immaculate, yet they are rooted in the mud at the bottom of the snowy lake, which is quite peculiar.

It feels so unfamiliar to my hometown! I'll have to come back and explore the bottom of Xueye Lake again sometime.

I wonder if Zhuang Xiuya and the other two are still practicing that "sense of life" in Daicheng. I'll check when I pass by later.

Song Chuan stepped onto the Azure Shuttle and never looked back at Gu Yang Town. As for Bi Quan Mountain, what kind of love and hate would unfold for the Foundation Establishment families who moved there later?

A flash of blue light, and it disappeared into the sky.

It is:

As the rain falls gently on the day of Jingzhe (Awakening of Insects), spring buds sprout in Guyang Town.

The young man, burdened with the sorrow of parting, traveled alone to the ends of the earth.

In the fragrant garden, one makes a home in the earth; in the empty mulberry mountains, one competes with wondrous flowers.

He had been away from home for ten years, and no one cared about him. He returned under the moonlight only to be murdered!

End of this volume.