Cultivation: I can see the proficiency level

About half an hour later, a slender figure riding a flying shuttle rushed into the Dao Mao Dian, carving a ravine in the dense Dao Mao forest. After the shuttle stopped by the stream, it transformed into a beam of light and disappeared into the storage bag at her waist.

With her boots crunching on the green grass, Su Fuyao approached Wang Mian, who was fishing by the stream, a smile spreading across her face: "Fellow Daoist Wang, your carefree and leisurely life is truly enviable."

Living in a hut, fishing by the stream, boiling water to make tea, and accompanied by a magical pet, it has a sense of seclusion in the mountains and forests, detached from worldly affairs.

Unexpectedly, when they met again, Wang Mian, who was being pursued by the immortals, was not in any disheveled state, but rather quite content.

"You flatter me, fellow Daoist, that I am a wanderer and a wild crane. It is true that I am a stray dog ​​and a rat crossing the street." Wang Mian handed over the brewed spiritual tea: "This desolate place is simple and I am unable to entertain you. I can only ask you to condescend to sit on this stone bench."

Upon hearing this, Su Fuyao shook his head in denial.

She saw no trace of the dejection or wretchedness on Wang Mian's face, but rather his nonchalant and easygoing demeanor.

"What do you mean by condescending? Whether it's a wooden bench or a stone bench, my bottom isn't that delicate." Su Fuyao sat down on the stone bench, her words direct.

Her bluntness left Wang Mian speechless, unsure how to respond. He recalled their first meeting when she was just as outspoken, claiming it was her true nature as a man, without a trace of embarrassment on her face.

"Please have some tea, Fellow Daoist Su." It's not appropriate to talk about such trivial matters among fellow Daoists, so Wang Mian could only point to the spiritual tea and change the subject.

Su Fuyao showed no sign of wariness, picked up her teacup and took a sip, speaking only in polite conversation, but not mentioning the purpose of her visit.

She didn't talk about it, and Wang Mian didn't ask.

Bai Jiuniang had been watching her closely for a long time, but she didn't sense any malice from her. So she continued grilling fish, keeping a few thoughts of vigilance in mind, and listening to the two of them chatting.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, aren't you curious about why I've come here?" Su Fuyao wasn't one to mince words, and since Wang Mian was so composed, she couldn't help but ask first.

"I'm just curious. Aren't we waiting for Fellow Daoist Su to speak?" Wang Mian replied truthfully.

One doesn't visit a temple without a reason; when a cultivator comes to visit, it's generally categorized into two types: good news and bad news.

If it weren't for the kindness she showed him with some medicinal herbs on Chicken Head Mountain last time, even though she was the young patriarch of the Su Clan, Wang Mian wouldn't want to see Su Fuyao, as it would only cause him more trouble.

"Before I came here, I heard that you were wanted by the Lü family. I had some thoughts of inviting you to marry into the Su family. Now that I have seen your demeanor, this thought has only intensified," Su Fuyao said slowly.

She did indeed have a desire to take advantage of opportunities; the Su family had always coveted young talents.

When they first met a few months ago, Wang Mian was still a Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator when he asked for medicine. Now he is a Qi Refining Level 4 cultivator, and his cultivation level is faintly approaching the Qi Refining Level 5, making him comparable to her.

With such rapid progress in cultivation, exceptional talent, and a willingness to fight, he was able to defeat a Qi Refining Level 6 cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Su Fuyao was even more eager to bring him into the Su Clan.

"Does Fellow Daoist Su also need to find a son-in-law?" Wang Mian asked with some curiosity.

He is now single-mindedly pursuing the Dao, hoping to reach the late stage of Qi Refining as soon as possible, and is also obsessed with the Foundation Establishment stage. He has no interest in romantic relationships and avoids the topic of offspring like the plague.

Upon hearing this question, Su Fuyao, holding her teacup, looked serious and asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you taken a fancy to me?"

If you take a fancy to your cousins, that's easy; but if you're interested in her, it's a bit more complicated.

Upon hearing this, the simple-minded Wang Mian looked helpless. Although Su Fuyao was exceptionally beautiful, he had never thought about such things, and Wang Mian did not believe that the noble lady of the Su family would be interested in him.

Even if she takes a liking to him, it's for the sake of having offspring. If she doesn't want offspring, then it's not impossible to consider him.

"Fellow Daoist, you are overthinking this. The cultivation method I practice is special, and it is forbidden to lose one's vital essence or have offspring," Wang Mian fabricated a reason, unwilling to discuss the matter further.

Su Fuyao chuckled; she knew a little about Wang Mian's thoughts.

"Your master Cangsongzi, your grandmaster Qingsongzi, your grandmaster Changsongzi, and your ancestor Shousongzi all practiced inferior Qi-refining methods. What's so special about them? You simply don't want to have children and only want a one-night stand, don't you?"

"Am I right?" she asked with a hint of mockery.

The recent incident involving Wang Mian has caused quite a stir. The group from Luopo Mountain has dug up information about his ancestors, even revealing what color underpants his ancestor Shou Songzi liked to wear.

It claims its cultivation method is special, but it's just a low-level Qi-refining technique. What's so special about it?

Is cultivation particularly slow?

Wang Mian: "......."

Fellow Daoist Su, you've gone too far! What do you mean, "only wishing for a one-night stand"? Are you comparing me to that lecherous man?

"I am a man of integrity, and I have never had such vulgar, filthy, or irresponsible thoughts. Fellow Daoist Su has misunderstood me," Wang Mian explained to himself.

This made Su Fuyao chuckle.

Wang Daoyou is not an honest man either. He truly doesn't give her a penny, yet he tries to take all the benefits. She, a woman of the Su family, seeks offspring, not wild birds, and doesn't use them to relieve loneliness.

"This matter is most likely beyond our reach. Fellow Daoist Wang, how about we discuss something else?" Su Fuyao said.

Bai Jiuniang served grilled fish as a tea snack.

Wang Mian nodded, poured the brewed spiritual tea into a teacup, and adopted an attitude of attentive listening.

"My Su family has an enclave in Shechan'ao, which is dedicated to medicinal fields and produces the spiritual medicine Baihaozhen. However, because it is far away from Jitou Mountain, the profits are not very high. The previous garrison commander died, and we are looking for a mid-stage Qi Refining garrison commander."

"After much consideration, Fellow Daoist Wang should have some free time now. We can offer him forty percent of the annual profits. Would Fellow Daoist Wang be willing to condescend to come?"

Su Fuyao recounted the whole story and waited quietly for Wang Mian's reply.

The snake-entwined herb field yields five or six hundred spirit stones annually, but it is far from Chicken Head Mountain. To the Su family, it is like a chicken rib—tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away.

Just then, the previous manager was attacked and killed by a monster, leaving a vacancy for a replacement. Su Fuyao heard that Wang Mian was embroiled in legal troubles, so he thought that Wang Mian might be suitable.

It's a win-win-win situation: it does him a favor, solves his problem, and allows him to avoid trouble.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Fellow Daoist Su. But where exactly is the Snake-Entwined Ravine?" Wang Mian had never heard of this place, but he was quite interested in Su Fuyao's suggestion.

Su Fuyao's actions were a timely help to him, allowing him to avoid disaster and focus on his cultivation by staying away from Luopo Mountain.

Even if he didn't go to the snake-entwined pass, he still appreciated the sentiment.

"Fellow Daoist Wang should know about Qiulong Peak," Su Fuyao said. "South of Qiulong Peak, not far outside its territory, lies Sheqian'ao, where the gains are meager, and there has been no trouble for many years. Fellow Daoist, you need not worry about this."

She came out of courtesy; if there were any disputes, she wouldn't have made this suggestion.

"Who doesn't know the Wang clan of the Foundation Establishment Immortal Clan?" How could Wang Mian not know the great name of Qiulong Peak? Almost every cultivator knows the Wang clan of Qiulong Peak.

Currently, within a radius of several hundred miles, only the Wang family possesses Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"I wonder if you would be willing to condescend to accept this proposal?" Su Fuyao asked him.

Wang Mian pondered for a moment, first thanking Su Fuyao for his kindness, and then said, "Then the profit sharing is unnecessary. I can go to Snake-Entwined Pass to guard it for a year or two, but I have a request."

A hundred or two spirit stones are negligible to him now, and avoiding disaster is only a temporary measure, not a long-term solution.

Although he is in a dangerous situation, he is not without other options. He understands Su Fuyao's intentions, but they cannot affect his path.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, please speak freely."

Wang Mian replied, "I need a Spirit Nourishing Mushroom, or a clue about it."