Chapter 96

In the vast hall, there were hundreds of guests seated.

Those who could enter this place included not only the younger generation, like Rong Kailong, who were related to powerful figures, but at least half of them were genuine strong individuals.

Upon hearing the name "Youth-Preserving Pill," most people drew a sharp breath, and the female cultivators’ eyes sparkled with envy and greed, their gazes fixed on the box.

Rong Kaixuan scanned the room, and his heart sank.

He could read from their gazes that if possible, these female powerhouses would spare no effort to obtain the Youth-Preserving Pill.

However, Wang Xiaoxiao’s status was different. Her birthday celebration had managed to attract several elders of the Rong family and two external innate powerhouses.

This alone was enough to make most people abandon any inappropriate thoughts.

"Hey?" Fang Xiuli looked at the box in Wang Xiaoxiao’s hand and whispered, "Kaixuan, isn’t this the health pill you gave me?"

Although her voice was low, the people nearby were no ordinary individuals.

For a moment, no one looked over, but their ears were all pricked up, clearly listening intently.

Rong Kaixuan smiled awkwardly and said, "Mother, don’t worry about it. This thing is good for your health."

Fang Xiuli nodded and said, "I know you’re filial, so I made your father take one too."

"Snap..."

A sharp sound suddenly came from somewhere.

Everyone looked over in surprise and saw a middle-aged woman in her forties looking embarrassed as she said, "This chair wasn’t sturdy enough, it broke."

At her feet, the redwood chair had split into seven or eight pieces.

Everyone exchanged glances, finding it quite amusing.

This female cultivator was a somewhat well-known figure in the family, but even as a late-stage Martial Artist, she couldn’t help but feel indignant when she heard that a Youth-Preserving Pill had been wasted, and the sudden surge of anger even affected the chair.

Rong Jielin coughed a few times and lowered his voice to scold, "Yiyang, did you starve in your past life? Why do you eat everything?"

This pill was of little use to men but was invaluable. If one were to exchange it, it could fetch a treasure that would make anyone’s heart race.

But now, Rong Yiyang had taken it, which was an extreme waste of a precious resource.

At this moment, many people wanted to cut open this lucky guy’s belly to see if the Youth-Preserving Pill had been digested...

Rong Yiyang looked helpless and said, "Father, how can this be my fault?"

Rong Kaixuan rolled his eyes. He had meant well, tricking his mother into taking the Youth-Preserving Pill as a health pill. But his mother had been thinking of his father and insisted that he take one too...

He could never have predicted such a turn of events.

However, even though men don’t care as much about their appearance as women, taking a Youth-Preserving Pill wouldn’t do any harm.

Rong Jielin’s lips twitched, and he said sternly, "In the future, whenever Kaixuan gives you something, make sure you recognize it before eating it. Humph, this is something Kaixuan gave to his mother, and you’re not ashamed to eat it?"

Rong Yiyang lowered his head, and his father glared at him fiercely. But in his heart, a warm current was flowing. This son was really good. When he got something nice, he didn’t forget to show respect to his elders. He hadn’t been raised in vain.

The surrounding people looked at Rong Yiyang and were speechless.

This unlearned fellow, who had taken the Youth-Preserving Pill as a health pill, had actually fathered a son like Rong Kaixuan, which was truly baffling.

Rong Yeyu suddenly turned her head, her eyes filled with surprise.

She was familiar with the Youth-Preserving Pill, but even with Gu Tianhe’s status, he couldn’t obtain it. Where did this little guy get such a precious item?

Wang Xiaoxiao lifted her head, her eyes sparkling, and said, "Junior Brother, this gift is too valuable, I can’t accept it."

Upon hearing this, many female cultivators in the hall silently shouted in their hearts, "If you don’t want it, give it to me."

Even Rong Jielan, who was already white-haired and old, was moved.

This showed how much the Youth-Preserving Pill appealed to women.

Rong Kaixuan quickly waved his hands and said, "Senior Sister Wang, this is actually a Minor Youth-Preserving Pill, which is far less effective than the Youth-Preserving Pill." He paused and added, "If I’m not mistaken, it can only maintain youth and beauty for one year."

"Ah."

A wave of disappointed sighs echoed around the room.

It turned out it wasn’t the legendary Youth-Preserving Pill that could preserve eternal youth, but merely a Minor Youth-Preserving Pill that could maintain beauty for a year.

Thinking about it, Rong Kaixuan was only a mid-stage Spirit Scholar, so how could he obtain the real Youth-Preserving Pill?

That was a rare treasure that even a Master Alchemist might not be able to refine.

However, even a Minor Youth-Preserving Pill was a precious treasure. Especially for middle-aged women, it was something they would be willing to pay any price for.

Of course, after learning it was a Minor Youth-Preserving Pill, some people’s interest waned. But they didn’t give up; instead, they thought about how to build a good relationship with Rong Kaixuan to see if they could get a Minor Youth-Preserving Pill from him in the future.

If the price wasn’t too high, one pill a year would be almost as good as the Youth-Preserving Pill.

Wang Xianzi looked at him, the disdain in her eyes long gone, replaced by a deep and unfathomable gaze.

Anyone who could give such a gift was not to be underestimated. Even though she could see that this young man was only a mid-stage Spirit Scholar, she had already begun to take him seriously.

"Hehe, I didn’t expect to see such a treasure at Xiaoxiao’s birthday celebration," Wang Xianzi said with a smile. "What is your name, young man?"

The others sighed inwardly. The charm of the Youth-Preserving Pill was irresistible, even a powerhouse like Wang Xianzi couldn’t help but be moved.

Rong Kaixuan quickly said, "Junior Rong Kaixuan, greetings to the senior."

Wang Xianzi gently waved her hand and smiled, "Today’s celebration is graced by your most valuable gift, Xiaoxiao, remember this gesture."

Wang Xiaoxiao’s face turned slightly red, and she pouted, "Auntie."

Seeing her tender, rosy face, every eligible man in the room felt their hearts race.

Such a beautiful young lady, even without a strong background, would be adored and carefully protected by countless people.

However, everyone knew why she was showing this rare bashful side.

Glancing at the clueless Rong Kaixuan, Rong Kaijie’s heart was filled with murderous intent. He finally couldn’t hold back and laughed, "Junior Brother Kaixuan, I heard you recently obtained a third-rank spirit weapon. How is your mastery of it? Can you show us?"

"Third-rank spirit weapon..."

For a moment, everyone’s eyes became hot again.

Third-rank, this was a spirit weapon that only innate powerhouses could fully control.

However, if a Scholar-stage warrior held it for a long time, they could use part of its power. If used well, it could even challenge higher ranks.

This was the benefit of a powerful spirit weapon.

However, the higher the rank of the spirit weapon, the rarer and more valuable it became.

Even the few elders of the Rong family, who were innate powerhouses, didn’t all have a suitable third-rank spirit weapon.

Rong Jiesen’s face darkened, "Kaijie, the spirit weapon is Kaixuan’s private property. What do you mean by this?"

He was well-informed and, upon hearing Rong Kaijie mention this in public, immediately sensed the danger, becoming furious.

Rong Kaijie quickly said, "Elder Jiesen, please calm down. Among the younger generation of the Rong family, Junior Brother Kaixuan is the only one with a third-rank spirit weapon, so I wanted everyone to see it."

Rong Jiesen’s face was like water, his gaze cold.

Although he saw through the other’s malicious intent, he couldn’t accuse him of a crime.

Rong Kaixuan suddenly smiled slightly, "If Senior Brother hadn’t mentioned it, I would have forgotten. But..." His smile grew wider, "Since you brought it up, I’ll settle this matter."

"What?" Rong Kaijie was slightly stunned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

Rong Kaixuan reached out and took the third-rank spirit weapon from his spatial ring.

Although a spatial ring was also a rare treasure, it couldn’t compare to a third-rank spirit weapon. So, upon seeing the spirit weapon, everyone subconsciously ignored the ring.

"Clang..."

A sound like a dragon’s roar echoed in the hall.

Rong Kaixuan drew the long sword, his expression serious, and his posture awkward, as if the sword’s own pressure was weighing him down.

Rong Jiesen’s brows furrowed. He had taught Rong Kaixuan how to control a spirit weapon, but it seemed that in the past month, Rong Kaixuan hadn’t made any effort.

"Good sword."

Everyone murmured in admiration, even Wang Xianzi’s eyes showed a hint of appreciation and regret.

Such a fine sword, in the hands of a mid-stage Spirit Scholar, was a waste.

Rong Kaixuan scanned the room, memorizing everyone’s expressions. Then, he held the sword and approached his great-grandfather Rong Jiesen, saying loudly, "Great-grandfather, as the saying goes, a fine sword should be given to a hero. Please accept this third-rank spirit weapon."

The hall fell silent, not even a whisper could be heard.

Rong Jiesen looked stunned, clearly unaware of this before.

Gu Tianhe and his wife were initially stunned, then their faces turned grim. Especially Gu Tianhe, the third in line to inherit the Gu family, whose gaze towards Rong Kaixuan now held more caution and cold murderous intent.

Rong Kaijie was speechless, seemingly never expecting such a shocking scene to unfold.