Longevity: Start with the farming game!

"Oh, right, the Tyrant Blood Fruits are ripe too; time to harvest them."

Han Xuanyu stood up and looked towards the fields.

In the fields, filled with various spiritual plants, five golden, crooked-necked trees, each about ten feet tall, stood quietly.

Each tree was laden with dozens of oval fruits, their red skin tinged with gold.

"Harvest the fruits, but don't sell them."

"Ding, harvested! Stored in the Homestead Wooden Box."

Han Xuanyu only saw a golden light flash across the Tyrant Blood Fruit trees, and the fruits magically disappeared.

However, the trees remained intact in the field. Han Xuanyu stepped forward to observe and found a message on them indicating that the fruits would mature again in two days.

"Not bad, not bad, sustainable development!"

Han Xuanyu nodded in satisfaction and returned to the Fusang tree to sit cross-legged. With a flip of his hand, a Tyrant Blood Fruit appeared out of thin air.

Without hesitation, Han Xuanyu took a bite: "Delicious, a little sweet..."

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a warm, restless sensation in his blood, his body itching and becoming oily.

Seeing this, Han Xuanyu decisively returned to his physical body in reality.

When Han Xuanyu opened his eyes, his body was covered in black sludge, as if undergoing a marrow cleansing.

"I need to take a shower." Han Xuanyu hurriedly began to undress as he walked...

For a full hour, the black sludge stopped emerging from Han Xuanyu's body, but when he consumed another Tyrant Blood Fruit, his body changed again...

At the same time, in the Luming Quarter rental district, within the Mighty Tiger Gang's territory.

Wang Baihu, the gang leader at the seventh level of Qi Refining, was respectfully pouring tea for a man in black.

The black-clothed man sat casually, lazily looking at Wang Baihu and saying, "The things I instructed you to do have been done quite well, but it's not good enough yet."

"Also, have the spirit stones been collected yet?"

Wang Baihu sensed his dissatisfaction, and his seven-foot frame bent extremely low as he said sincerely, "Young Master, my younger brother, Erhu, is already on his way with the spirit stones."

"In addition, I have incited a large number of cultivators in the rental district to explore the Emerald Screen Mountains."

"And I have bribed members of several other gangs to act in the Emerald Screen Mountains when the time comes, so there will be no shortage of blood pearls."

The black-clothed man merely snorted coldly, "Hopefully. Remember, kill the rogue cultivators as you please, and selectively kill members of the Chen and Ye families."

"When enough blood pearls have been collected, not only will our Li family reward you, but it's also not impossible to recommend you to join the Blood Fiend Sect."

Wang Baihu's face was initially respectful, but upon hearing about the Blood Fiend Sect, he couldn't help but become extremely excited.

The Blood Fiend Sect was a Golden Core sect and also the third demonic sect in the Zhao Kingdom, with top-notch techniques and resources.

Everyone who could enter it was ruthless, cruel, and evil.

But could Wang Baihu be a good person? As far as he was concerned, as long as there was an opportunity to climb, he would use any means!

Wang Baihu took a deep breath and became even more subservient: "Young Master, please rest assured, I will definitely complete this blood pearl mission with all my strength!"

"In the future, I hope Young Master Li will take care of me!"

The black-clothed man, known as Young Master Li, smiled evilly. He was a member of the Li family, one of the three major Foundation Establishment families, Li Xiaochen.

Although Luming Quarter was under the jurisdiction of the Azure Mist Sect, how could the Li family be willing to be subservient?

Unscrupulous means were the best way for people to progress.

Suddenly, a sound came from outside the door.

"Young Master, the goods have arrived!"

Li Xiaochen casually said, "Come in."

Wang Erhu, who was outside the door, immediately ran in upon hearing this, but before he could speak.

Li Xiaochen impatiently said, "Give me the storage bag."

Wang Erhu first glanced at Wang Baihu, and upon seeing his agreement, immediately handed it to Li Xiaochen.

Li Xiaochen casually took it, casually taking out a handful of spirit stones and a small white bottle from the bag.

Under the nervous gazes of Wang Baihu and Wang Erhu, Li Xiaochen opened the small white bottle.

Immediately, small, blood-red pills with a strong bloody smell slid into his palm.

Li Xiaochen sized up the quality while sneering: "Look, each blood pearl is a life, haha..."

As he spoke, a red demon insect flew out of his sleeve and quickly sucked the blood pearls with its sharp mouthparts.

It sucked one after another until it had finished them all, then crawled back into Li Hongchen's sleeve, its entire body glowing red.

Wang Baihu and Wang Erhu didn't even dare to breathe when the insect appeared, seeming very apprehensive.

Li Xiaochen found their expressions uninteresting: "At least three thousand more are needed, and there are only two months left. You guys figure it out."

As soon as he finished speaking, his entire person disappeared from the spot.

Wang Baihu and the other stood still, repeatedly agreeing.

After a stick of incense's time, Wang Baihu looked at Wang Erhu with a serious expression: "This matter must be done well. Also, those who participate don't need to consider old friendships."

"You must handle things cleanly afterward, even their families."

Wang Erhu looked at Wang Baihu in surprise, but seeing his unquestionable expression, he replied: "Yes, Brother."

Wang Baihu nodded slightly. He was quite relieved with this second brother of his, and then, as if thinking of something:

"Also, go and call Sanhu back, and warn him to be well-behaved for these two months."

"Going to find Kunxiu is fine, but absolutely no trouble is allowed."

Wang Erhu interjected at the right time: "Don't worry, Brother, Third Brother is not a reckless person."

"He seems to have gone to the Spring Warm Pavilion tonight; I'll tell him tomorrow."

Hearing the words Spring Warm Pavilion, Wang Baihu snorted unhappily.

In his eyes, cultivation was the foundation, and matters between men and women were just a pastime.

But his third brother, Wang Sanhu, was addicted to it.

Wang Baihu was thinking that the three brothers should join hands to gain a firm foothold. When their cultivation improved in the future, what wouldn't they be able to get?

He sighed heavily and waved for Wang Erhu to step down.

...

Li Xiaochen met with several other black-clad masked men, all of whom handed over their storage bags, obviously respecting him.

"My dear cousins have worked hard!"

"Let me tell you, those rogue cultivator ants just now, when they heard about the Blood Fiend Sect, were like mosquitoes that smelled blood."

"They, deserving of it?"

"They're only willing to crawl if given a little sweetness; they're cheap."

"Big brother is right!"

"That's right, the gang I manage is the same!"

"Agreed."

After Li Xiaochen received the storage bags, he casually put his arms around two black-clad men and chatted freely. This friendly posture was completely different from his perfunctory attitude towards Wang Baihu.

Piles of dry female corpses and pale bones were stacked at their feet, but this didn't prevent them from talking and laughing.

The corpses on the ground were just resources for their cultivation. Spiritual plants were, demon beasts were, and people could be too...

There is only affection between wolves, and wolves only have contempt and appetite for sheep...

The night faded, the sun dawned, and the dawn would eventually arrive.

Han Xuanyu had undergone tremendous changes. His thin body had become sturdy, and he had grown taller.

Muscles covered his body but were not bloated, giving a sense of warmth and smooth texture.

"I ate six Tyrant Blood Fruits and wiped off the dirt all night."

"My physical strength should be comparable to mysterious iron. I can definitely take down a Qi Refining level three cultivator with one punch."

"The current me, I feel terrifyingly strong!"

Han Xuanyu nodded in satisfaction. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and looked at the blood-stained storage bag beside him.