Chapter 67

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As Xiao Yuchuan's grandfather was still alive, things might have been different, but after his passing, the Xiao family no longer had the status to warrant his personal involvement.

Passing by the guard post at the alley entrance, the two guards secretly glanced at him, then quickly straightened up, looking straight ahead.

Would they dare to provoke him, who even the son of Commander Xiao could be beaten by, let alone them?

In fact, they had completely misunderstood Lu Li. As long as others didn't provoke him, he had never taken the initiative to bully anyone.

Cultivation itself goes against the natural order, and most cultivators have their own principles.

It's not that they ignore injustice or pretend not to hear the cries of the weak, or remain indifferent to everything; that's not what a cultivator is.

Even the Buddha has a wrathful aspect, let alone Lu Li, who is a cultivator but not yet a true practitioner.

Even after six hundred years, he still gets angry when he should, shows tenderness when he should, and feels sorrow when he should. Only then does he feel like a real person, not a saintly lotus.

Though being a saint is good, it's not the path he wants to take.

Inside the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Xue Weijun was chatting casually with the driver.

Facing his boss, the driver was neither humble nor arrogant, as if it were quite normal.

Seeing Lu Li finally appear, Xue Weijun got out of the car and called out from a distance, "Mr. Lu, are you done? Shall we head back to the hotel now?"

Lu Li thought for a moment and then instructed, "Let's take a detour through Kaiyuan Alley first."

"Kaiyuan Alley?"

Xue Weijun was surprised and hesitated, "Kaiyuan Alley is home to prominent families in Yanjing, with strict security. It's hard for our car to get close."

"That's fine, just drive around the entrance, no need to get close."

"Alright then!"

Since the distinguished guest requested it, and in Xue Weijun's view, Lu Li didn't seem like someone who would cause trouble, just passing by wouldn't be a problem.

Lu Li got into the car, which then started.

He glanced outside and turned to Xue Weijun, "Do you have an empty bottle?"

"An empty bottle?"

Xue Weijun was taken aback and shook his head.

Lu Li pointed to the thermos next to him and explained calmly, "This is the Great Nourishing Essence Soup, which is highly beneficial for ancient martial arts cultivation. I see you are almost at the peak, and with three servings, if you practice diligently for half a month, you will definitely break through."

"Huh?"

Xue Weijun was stunned, his eyes wide open, and he exclaimed, "Mr. Lu, is this true?"

Lu Li looked at Xue Weijun with a mysterious expression.

Before reaching the innate stage, the Great Nourishing Essence Soup is indeed top-notch. It can cure diseases and strengthen the body, which is not an exaggeration.

Xiao Jinhua, due to damaged heart meridians and depleted vital energy, showed signs of the five decays. The Great Nourishing Essence Soup would be the best nourishment for him.

Since the Xiao family had the money and connections, following the principle that it's foolish not to take an advantage when available, Lu Li didn't hesitate to brew two servings, leaving one for Xiao Jinhua and keeping the other for himself.

He was still some distance from the peak of the acquired stage, and this was the time he needed the Great Nourishing Essence Soup to accelerate his cultivation.

Seeing Lu Li's expression, Xue Weijun wished he could slap himself.

How could he doubt someone the clan leader respected as a distinguished guest?

Thinking of this, he quickly opened the car's refrigerator, took out a bottle of red wine, and instructed the driver to stop. Then he ran to the roadside, poured the nearly ten-thousand-yuan bottle of red wine on the ground, and quickly returned with the empty bottle.

Sitting back in the car, Xue Weijun looked at Lu Li expectantly. Lu Li glanced at the empty bottle and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

"Remember, you can only drink one mouthful a day, and immediately practice after drinking."

Lu Li poured the Great Nourishing Essence Soup into the empty bottle while instructing.

"Yes, yes, I will definitely follow your instructions."

Filling one-fifth of the red wine bottle, Lu Li put away the thermos and noticed Xue Weijun still staring at him. He said irritably, "Stop looking. Even the clan leader doesn't get this treatment, so be content."

"Oh, oh."

Xue Weijun looked disappointed, but thinking that even the clan leader hadn't had it, his thoughts became more active. If he offered it to the clan leader, the leader might be pleased and increase support for him.

As an ancient martial arts family, the Xue family places a high value on strength. The stronger one is, the more resources they receive.

Of course, this ancestral rule is related to the times and now seems somewhat outdated.

Before the prevalence of firearms, especially after the Qing dynasty entered the pass, the country was in turmoil, and bandits were rampant. Being strong meant a higher chance of survival, naturally worth the family's full support. Otherwise, if one achieved something and then suddenly died, who could bear it?

But in today's age, even the strongest can't withstand a bullet, so the requirements for martial arts cultivation are no longer as strict.

Despite this, the influence of the ancestral rule in the Xue family is still significant, and strength still has an advantage.

For example, in the clan leader election, the first requirement is to achieve mastery in the Xue family boxing, followed by status.

Xue Weiguo could become the next clan leader because he was the best among his peers and had the highest status. Combined, his position as the next clan leader was undisputed.

Regardless of what Xue Weijun thought, Lu Li didn't want to continue dealing with him, turned to look out the window, and his expression became somewhat indescribable.

"Kaiyuan Alley, it hasn't changed at all!"

After returning from Kaiyuan Alley, Lu Li finally stayed in the presidential suite of the Jing Tai International Hotel, a five-star hotel. The suite was luxuriously decorated with all the necessary living facilities, which he found very satisfactory.

Currently, he estimated that Xiao Junlan would likely not leave Yanjing for a while, and he was on summer break, so staying a few more days was not a problem.

After checking into the hotel and seeing Xue Weijun off, Lu Li sat cross-legged on the bed and immediately took the Great Nourishing Essence Soup.

His strength was still some distance from the peak of the acquired stage, and reaching the innate stage was even more distant. However, with the heavenly oath, he must go to America to find Shen Muqing within two years.

If he still couldn't determine whether he could cultivate the Nine Transcendences of the Red Dust by then, even if he saw her, his mood wouldn't be good.

For his own sake, for Shen Muqing and Xiao Junlan, and even for the Xue family, he must strive to cultivate.

The next day, Lu Li clearly felt his strength had improved another level. After washing up, he called the front desk, and the hotel sent a car to take him to the Xiao family's ancestral home.

As for Xue Weijun, Lu Li had dismissed him last night. Since he would be staying for a long time, he couldn't have someone at his beck and call all the time, which didn't fit Lu Li's character.

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