Chapter 34

When the first ray of morning sunlight shone down, the heavy gate of the Chen family estate was slowly pushed open by someone.

The person who pushed the gate open was named Chen Fu, the gatekeeper of the Chen family.

Having been a gatekeeper for over twenty years, Chen Fu had never made a mistake in the timing of opening the gate. Now, he dared not make any mistakes.

Since the eldest son's disappearance, the head of the family was in a foul mood. The maid Gui Xiang, who was a respected figure in the courtyard, was beaten to death by the master just because she dozed off while he was reading a book.

How could Chen Fu compare himself to Gui Xiang? For the sake of his own life, he had to be as diligent as possible.

"Good morning, Head Butler." Just as Chen Fu was about to clean the entrance, a young man with a clear and refined face stood at the door, smiling and holding a small food box in his hand.

The young man's smile was very friendly, and Chen Fu, who did not expect anyone to come so early, immediately clasped his hands and asked, "May I ask who you are, sir?"

"Oh, I met someone on the way, and he gave me three taels of silver to deliver this food box to Lord Chen of your estate." As the young man spoke, he handed the food box to Chen Fu.

Chen Fu had seen people delivering things to the master early in the morning before. Some of the master's good friends would send rare items they had made at home to the master early in the morning, and Chen Fu had encountered such situations before.

Chen Fu, holding the food box, smiled at the young man and said, "Please wait a moment, I will deliver it to the master right away!"

Fang Ling, watching Chen Fu take the food box into the courtyard, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He believed that Chen Shengnan would be very pleased with the gift he sent.

Glancing at the Chen family estate, which covered hundreds of acres, Fang Ling turned and left like a wisp of smoke.

Having exhausted his energy in killing Daoist Xuanyue, he did not want to face the Chen family's Eighth Layer Qi Practitioner uncle at this moment.

If he could not achieve his goal, Fang Ling chose another path.

At worst, he would take Hua Shuying to hide in the West Suburb Zoo or enter the Lashan Secret Realm. He did not believe that the Chen family would dare to follow them in.

The food box was placed on Chen Shengnan's table, a quarter of an hour later. Chen Shengnan looked more spirited than before.

Before the food box was delivered, he was discussing the details of the upcoming celebration with his cousin, Chen Shengtong, who managed the affairs of the Chen family. Chen Shengnan, who increasingly felt the significant impact of this event on his family, was determined to make the celebration a success.

He was determined to use this celebration to elevate the Chen family to the top tier of the Nanhua Continent!

"Seventh Brother, the dance troupe we invite must be the best in the State of Lu. Don't worry about the cost; I heard that Miss Lianmeng is currently recuperating in the Qingyuan Continent. You must personally prepare a heavy gift and invite Miss Lianmeng!"

Chen Shengnan continued, "Don't worry about the cost; money is a small matter. This is about our family's status, and we will not be stingy with the necessary expenses!"

Chen Shengtong nodded and picked up a notebook, saying, "Big Brother, regarding the Qingping fruits needed for the banquet, I discussed with the Treasure Pavilion yesterday. They said they could sell us fifty pairs at cost price, but I estimate that it might not be enough."

"Cost price? It seems that Old Li of the Treasure Pavilion is quite reasonable." Chen Shengnan smiled smugly. In the past, when the Chen family had a Foundation Establishment cultivator, the Treasure Pavilion, though polite, only offered a 90% discount. Now, they were willing to sell at cost price, which made him very pleased.

After all, this price was a privilege only the top families of the Nanhua Continent could enjoy!

"That's fine, we can go to other places..."

"Head of the family, someone outside has delivered a food box to you." At this moment, a burly guard walked in lightly and handed the food box over.

Chen Shengtong looked at the food box and immediately smiled, saying, "Big Brother, it seems this is a gift from the other families in the city."

"Hmph, these guys are just trying to cling to our Chen family at the last minute." Chen Shengnan smiled smugly and was about to open the food box, but the guard respectfully said, "Head of the family, let me do it."

Chen Shengnan nodded, indicating for the guard to open it.

As the lid of the food box was lifted, a heavy血腥之气 suddenly filled the entire room.

Chen Shengnan's face immediately turned grim.

He had a bad feeling.

"Daoist Xuanyue!" Chen Shengtong, who was closest to the food box, exclaimed in shock.

Inside the food box, Daoist Xuanyue's head lay quietly, his eyes filled with unwillingness and anger!

Under Daoist Xuanyue's head, ten neatly arranged ears were placed.

All left ears!

"Head of the family, we just received news that the Xuanyue Temple outside the city was burned to ashes yesterday." A guard rushed in and reported solemnly.

At this moment, if Chen Shengnan still did not know whose ears were in the food box, he would not deserve to be the head of the Chen family.

Killing Daoist Xuanyue and destroying the Xuanyue Temple!

What a ruthless move!

Who is this person?

Various thoughts flashed through Chen Shengnan's mind, and finally, a name settled in his heart.

"Fang Ling!"

Daoist Xuanyue went to kill Fang Ling, and the person who killed Daoist Xuanyue and destroyed the Xuanyue Temple must be related to Fang Ling!

But with Fang Ling's Fourth Layer Qi Practitioner cultivation, how could he possibly kill Daoist Xuanyue?

Does Fang Ling have a cultivator behind him?!

A cultivator even more powerful than Daoist Xuanyue!

"Seventh Brother, Zhenghua's disappearance may be related to Fang Ling. Go and invite Uncle Nine. We will attack the Fang family now. I want to see who is helping Fang Ling!"

Chen Shengnan said this, and his fist slammed down on the table in anger.

Chen Shengtong pondered for a moment and then stood up, saying, "Big Brother, Uncle Nine is currently cultivating a spell and has asked us not to disturb him recently."

"Moreover, I think it's better not to act too hastily in this matter!"

"Although Daoist Xuanyue is only at the Seventh Layer Qi Practitioner level, he has been a cultivator for ten years. Even for Uncle Nine, killing him would not be easy. If we attack the Fang family now, it will be difficult to gain any advantage!"

"Now is a critical time for our Chen family. Many families are watching us, ready to take advantage of any mistakes we make. If we suffer a setback at the Fang family now, the effect of this celebration..."

Chen Shengtong did not finish, but Chen Shengnan understood his meaning.

As the head of the family, one must remain calm in the face of major events.

"Bang"

Chen Shengnan punched the table, furious, "Are we just going to let this slide?"

"Let it slide? Of course not! Big Brother, when the celebration comes, Second Brother will return, and we will have a better chance." Chen Shengtong said this, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "Or perhaps we don't even need to act ourselves. A few days ago, Zhenghua sent a painting to Young Master Qingluo, and he was very interested!"

"Qingluo!" Chen Shengnan repeated the name, a mix of admiration, respect, and envy in his eyes.

Seeing Chen Shengnan calm down, Chen Shengtong felt much more at ease. He quickly added, "Last night, the Wolf Shadow Hall received a message saying that Young Master Qingluo will arrive in Dingfang City in half a month."

"Good! Let this boy live for half a month more." Chen Shengnan grabbed the golden paperweight in front of him and, with an internal burst of energy, split it into two pieces.

"By the way, Young Master Qingluo has a fondness for women. Seventh Brother, when you go down, prepare in this area. Our Chen family will need Young Master Qingluo's support in the future!"

"Yes, Big Brother!" Chen Shengtong clasped his hands and then shook his head, "I'm afraid the preparation will be in vain. In our Dingfang City, no one can compare to the Flower family's girl except for the Second Miss."

Chen Shengnan snorted, "Better to be prepared than not!"

On a platform in the West Suburb Zoo space, Fang Ling sat on a rock, flipping through a book on alchemy. The greatest gain from burning the Xuanyue Temple for Fang Ling was this book on alchemy.

The book on alchemy was not thick, only about thirty pages, but it clearly recorded the various steps of alchemy, along with many of Daoist Xuanyue's insights on alchemy and over twenty alchemy formulas.

"Alchemy is a path that values precision. The slightest deviation can ruin all previous efforts..."

On the last page of the book, Daoist Xuanyue's words were filled with emotion, expressing the difficulty of alchemy.

Holding the book on alchemy and recalling its contents, Fang Ling felt a strong urge to try.

After mentally simulating the process of alchemy, Fang Ling patted his small spatial bag, and a three-foot-tall brass alchemy furnace appeared on the platform.

The alchemy furnace had three legs as thick as a child's arm, and on the round lid, a fist-sized tiger head looked particularly fierce.

This alchemy furnace was also a trophy from Fang Ling's battle, and it was Daoist Xuanyue's cherished possession, called the Golden Tiger Ascension Furnace.

This name was given by Daoist Xuanyue himself. At first, Fang Ling thought it was some kind of magical artifact. However, after reading the book on alchemy, he realized that this alchemy furnace was far from being a magical artifact.

However, the greatest advantage of this alchemy furnace for Fang Ling was that he could use it.

Lifting the lid, which weighed about a hundred pounds, Fang Ling placed the prepared herbs for making Dihuang Pills into the alchemy furnace.

"Boom"

As the furnace fire rose, Fang Ling's first attempt at alchemy officially began.

Calculating the time for each step, Fang Ling was very careful in performing each procedure.

An hour later, the furnace fire went out.

Fang Ling, full of expectation, slowly opened the lid of the alchemy furnace and felt a wave of dust and smoke.

Focusing his eyes on the alchemy furnace, he saw only a black, shapeless mass inside.

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