Pill Saint, Weapon Emperor, Array God, Unparalleled in the World

The next day, just as dawn broke, Luo Chen was practicing his sword in the courtyard when Zhao Meng and Fang Hai returned.

The two men were covered in dust and dirt, their clothes torn in several places, but their eyes were full of light, and they walked with a brisk pace.

"Master! Master! We're back!"

Zhao Meng shouted from afar, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Luo Chen sheathed his sword, glanced at the two of them, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Did you get it back?"

Zhao Meng nodded vigorously, took out the storage bag that Luo Chen had given him from his pocket, and handed it over, his hands trembling.

"We've brought them all back! Thirty sites, not a single one was lost! Patriarch, please check if this is correct!"

Luo Chen took the storage bag and focused his mind.

Instantly, a pile of spiritual materials appeared: spirit stones, medicinal herbs, minerals... all in fairly good condition.

Although they are not particularly rare, the quantity is there. If someone else were to try to collect them, they would never be able to gather this many, no matter how hard they tried.

Luo Chen put the storage bag away and nodded.

"Great job, thank you for your hard work."

Zhao Meng quickly waved his hand and chuckled.

"What's the trouble! It's all thanks to the great map the patriarch gave us! There were a few places guarded by demonic beasts, but they weren't very strong, and we took them all out in one go!"

Fang Hai chimed in from the side, his voice hoarse.

"Exactly! There was a den of three Ironback Wolves, and Brother Zhao almost bit them. Luckily, I was quick enough to stab them with my sword!"

Zhao Meng glared at him.

"What are you showing off for! If your sword hadn't missed by half an inch, would it have been able to bite my trouser leg?"

Fang Hai scratched his head and chuckled.

"That's because I'm still getting used to it. I promise I won't miss next time!"

Luo Chen watched the two bickering without saying a word, but there was a smile in his eyes.

He had been keeping an eye on these people during the past few days they were away, using the view mode of the Burial Pavilion.

Zhao Meng led the team, Fang Hai brought up the rear, and the seven of them had a clear division of labor. When they took the items, they were clean and tidy, and no one hid anything or slacked off.

They weren't afraid of encountering monsters, and after finishing their work, they didn't forget to look after each other.

Most importantly, despite the considerable haul, none of the seven people took a single penny; they filled their entire belongings with storage bags.

The fact that Zhao Meng was able to do this shows that he had taken his words to heart and could keep his subordinates in check.

"Come with me."

Luo Chen turned and walked towards the main hall.

Zhao Meng and Fang Hai exchanged a glance and quickly followed.

Upon entering the main hall, Luo Chen sat down in the main seat, while the two men stood obediently at the lower end, their backs straight, but their eyes couldn't help but glance at Luo Chen.

Luo Chen didn't dawdle; a booklet had appeared in his hand without him noticing.

It's thin, with a yellowish cover and a faint shimmering effect.

He put the booklet on the table.

"Good deeds deserve reward. You did a good job this time. This booklet is for you."

Zhao Meng was stunned, and Fang Hai was also dumbfounded.

"Master, what... what is this?"

Luo Chen's lips curled slightly.

"A spirit-level cultivation technique. Take it and see for yourself."

A Spirit-level cultivation technique?!

Zhao Meng thought he had misheard, so he turned to look at Fang Hai, who was also staring at him. The two of them stood there like wooden stakes, not moving for a long time.

Throughout the entire Great Wilderness City, let alone spirit-level cultivation techniques, even high-grade mortal-level techniques are priceless treasures.

The Zhu family relied on a mid-grade mortal-level cultivation technique to maintain their prestige, which allowed them to roam freely in the Great Wilderness City for decades.

A spirit-level cultivation technique?

That's something I wouldn't even dare to dream of!

Zhao Meng swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"Master, Master! This...this is far too valuable! I...I dare not accept it!"

Fang Hai then knelt down with a thud, his forehead almost hitting the ground.

"Master! My life was given to me by you, how could I dare to accept such a treasure!"

Luo Chen glanced at the two of them, his tone indifferent yet undeniably authoritative.

"I've said it before, as long as you're loyal, I won't treat you unfairly. Now that you've followed me, Luo Chen, you're part of the Luo family. If my men are too weak, it'll be a disgrace to me."

He pushed the booklet forward.

"Take it, stop talking nonsense."

Zhao Meng's eyes welled up with tears, and his lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Fang Hai kowtowed three times, his forehead turning red.

"Thank you so much for your generous gift, Patriarch! I... I will definitely cultivate diligently and never let you down!"

Zhao Meng reached out with trembling hands and carefully picked up the booklet, as if he were holding a mountain.

The booklet was warm to the touch, with a faint spiritual aura flowing through it. Zhao Meng's hand trembled, and he almost dropped it. Fang Hai quickly steadied him.

"Brother Zhao, hold on tight! This is a Spirit-level cultivation technique!"

Zhao Meng took a deep breath and pressed the booklet tightly to his chest.

"Rest assured, Patriarch! Even if I, Zhao Meng, break my bones trying to master this technique, I will never allow it to be tarnished!"

Luo Chen waved his hand, his expression indifferent.

"Alright, no need for pledges of loyalty, I see it all. You've all worked hard these past few days, go home and rest."

Zhao Meng nodded quickly, then seemed to remember something and spoke up.

"Patriarch, we have tallied all the spiritual materials we brought back this time. The total is 302,000 spirit stones, 273 medicinal herbs, and a certain amount of minerals..."

Luo Chen interrupted him.

"No need to report, I understand. Liu Feng and the others are handling things at the spirit mine, so you don't need to worry about it."

When Zhao Meng heard that Liu Feng had gone to the spirit mine, he was first taken aback, then grinned.

"That Liu Feng is a meticulous fellow; he'll definitely be able to give the family head a satisfactory explanation."

Luo Chen didn't reply, but simply nodded slightly.

The two bowed again, expressing their deepest gratitude, and left.

As Zhao Meng left the main hall, his hand still trembling as he held the booklet.

Fang Hai would glance at him every few steps he walked, as if he were looking at some rare and precious object.

"Brother Zhao, pinch me, let me see if it hurts."

Zhao Mengzhen reached out and pinched him.

"Ouch! That really hurts! It's not a dream!"

Fang Hai grimaced as he rubbed his arm, then couldn't help but grin.

"A spirit-level cultivation technique, Brother Zhao! Have we brothers finally met our match?"

Zhao Meng took a deep breath, his eyes still red, but his voice became deep.

"We can never repay the kindness the patriarch has shown us. Fang Hai, remember this: from now on, if anyone dares to lay a finger on the patriarch, I'll fight them to the death."

Fang Hai nodded vigorously, his eyes also reddening.

"Got it!"

The group returned to their lodgings, closed the door, and eagerly began to examine the manual. The more they read, the more alarmed and delighted they became, so excited they almost lifted the roof off the house.

Luo Chen sat in the main hall, his mind sweeping around the Burial Heaven Pavilion, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Taking in these people was definitely worthwhile.

He got up, stretched, and looked out the window.

The Feng family.

It's time to go.

Luo Chen changed into a clean blue robe, tied his hair up, and looked neat and tidy. He looked like a young master after all this styling.

After leaving the Luo residence, he walked at a leisurely pace toward the Feng family's residence.

The Feng family's territory, located east of Dahuang City, was enormous, even more impressive than the Zhu family's.

Two imposing stone lions stood at the entrance, the gate was gleaming with vermilion paint, and the two characters "Feng Mansion" on the lintel were written in a vigorous, flowing style.

As soon as Luo Chen arrived at the door, the guard saw him and was stunned for a moment. Then his face turned pale and his legs trembled.

What's with this god of death?!