Chapter Ten: Golden Sword Token

  In Dingfang City, as a steward of Zhenbao Pavilion, Zhang Gui was a figure wherever he went.

  But now, his head was presented as a gift in front of Fang Ling.

  Looking at this head that still carries a hint of fear and unwillingness, Fang Ling had no sympathy, only a heart that has grown stronger.

  He didn't speak up, but Lin Mu Cheng who was sitting on the side said lightly: "Boss Li, can my brother's grievances be resolved with just one person's head?"

  "Lin Xianshi said, this expensive head is just our Zhenbaoxuan's apology gift to Fang Gongzi. As for the disturbance Fang Gongzi received, we Zhenbaoxuan still have other gifts to offer." While speaking, Li Mingli lightly clapped her hands.

  This time, four white-robed children walked in with trays. On the tray of the first white-robed child was a jade bottle the size of a fist; on the tray of the second white-robed child was a long sword with a scabbard; on the tray of the third child was a plate full of immortal stones; and on the fourth tray was an old yellow book.

  After the four children stopped, Li Mingli smiled and said: "Lin Xianshi, Fang Gongzi, this small gift is not enough to show my respect, I hope it can make up for the harm that Zhenbao Xuan caused to Fang Gongzi."

  Lin Mu stretched out his hand, and the yellowed little book fell into his palm.

  Acquiring objects from thin air, a technique that can only be performed at the pinnacle of refining one's Qi, is as effortless and natural for Lin Mu as drinking water.

  He casually picked up the small book and flipped through it, a faint smile appearing on his face: "Little Ling, this 'Divided Light Sword' technique is quite good, very suitable for your current cultivation."

  As they spoke, he handed the small book to Fang Ling, then carelessly glanced at the things on the other three trays without touching them again.

  It's clear that the things on these three small trays can't move his heart.

  Li Mingli's heart skipped a beat, the things in these three trays were all carefully selected by him, not to mention that one hundred pieces of immortal stone were worth 100,000 taels of gold.

  This hundred thousand taels of gold is enough to buy a whole street in Dingfang City.

  But even so, people can't see what's in their eyes.

  This made his desire to break through and establish a foundation even more intense.

  As long as he broke through the foundation, he didn't have to be a small shopkeeper in this square city, and the things he came into contact with would also become more.

  Fang Ling did not notice Li Mingli's change in expression. He took the sword manual handed over by Lin Mucheng and roughly flipped through it.

  Feng Guang Jian Fa, suitable for practicing during the Qi refining period, emphasizes a single word: speed. When Feng Guang Jian Fa is cultivated to the Great Completion stage, one sword has nine edges, and every sword must kill.

  Although he hasn't cultivated it yet, Fang Ling can feel the value of this sword technique.

  This swordsmanship is far superior to the Qing Yang Swordsmanship that has been passed down in our family for generations, which only has ten moves.

  If Zhenbao Xuan were to sell this sword technique, it would be worth at least 100,000 taels of gold.

  And now, this sword manual has fallen into his hands with ease.

  "Master Lin, Master Fang, if there's anything you need, just let me know. As long as it can be done, Jing Bao Xuan will not hesitate!" Li Mingli bowed respectfully and continued to speak politely to the two of them.

  Although he was ranked after Lin Mu Cheng, Fang Ling knew that there was no room for him to speak.

  Lin Mu nodded and said: "Li Zhanggui, you don't know about this matter, let's just leave it at that. My younger brother will still be living in Dingfang City in the future, so I hope Li Zhanggui can take good care of him."

  "Haha, Master Lin Xian is too polite, Fang Gongzi's affairs are my affairs!" Li Mingli said with a smile, having already mentally prepared to shed some more blood.

  As the four plates were gently placed on the table, Li Mingli bid farewell with a smile. Although this time Jingbao Xuan lost not a small amount, but being able to appease the anger of a foundation-building cultivator with these financial resources, he thought it was still very worthwhile.

  "This is a very clever person, what a pity!" Lin Mu Cheng said up to here, grabbed that small bottle over and sniffed it, saying to Ling Tao: "This Qi Increasing Pill may be of average quality, but it should be enough for you to cultivate to the fourth layer of Qi Refining."

  Fang Ling didn't pay much attention to the Qi Dan, he had a lot of medicinal materials in his Qian Kun bag, what he cared about was Lin Mu Cheng's evaluation of Li Mingli.

  "Boss Lin, why is Li Zhuanggui a pity?"

  Lin Mu smiled and said, "To lay the foundation, besides needing medicine, one also needs a heart that aspires to the Tao. Li Mingli's mind is too nimble, even if he has the Foundation Establishment Pill, his chances of success are only fifty percent."

  Li Mingli's cultivation of the Nine Layers of Qi had only reached a 50% success rate in laying his foundation, which made Fang Ling's heart feel slightly chilled.

  No wonder the foundation-building masters are so impressive. It's not easy to reach the 9th level of Qi cultivation, and among those who have reached it, even fewer have achieved foundation building.

  Lin Mu understood the meaning in Fang Ling's eyes, and his heart couldn't help but rise with a hint of self-satisfaction.

  "Ah..."

  A shrill cry came from outside the house, and with this cry, someone was heard saying in a low voice: "Chen Jia Chen Shengnan, seeking an audience with Lin Xianshi."

  Chen Shengnan, the master of the Chen family, was a big shot in Dingfang City who had the final say.

  It is precisely because of his overbearing attitude that Chen Da Gongzi has developed a domineering and arrogant personality.

  Lin Mu Cheng said a sentence and five people walked in from outside.

  No, it should be said that the last person was dragged in.

  The person who was dragged in was Chen Zhenghua, the eldest son of the Chen family.

  He was dragged in because his legs had already been broken.

  Dripping and dripping blood, flowing all over the Fang family's floor, a series of high-pitched and low-pitched mournful cries were emitted by this Mr. Chen.

  Walking in front of him was an old man who looked 70% like Chen Zhenghua, but appeared even more gloomy.

  The old man looked at Lin Mucong and nodded his hands: "Lin Xianshi is good."

  Lin Mu Cheng nodded slightly, but didn't say a word. Chen Zheng Nan, though dissatisfied with Lin Mu Cheng's attitude, still spoke respectfully: "Master Lin, your humble servant is ignorant and has offended you; it's all because of my own poor upbringing. Please forgive me."

  As they spoke, he took out a few sheets of paper and handed them over lightly, saying: "A small gift, not worth much, I hope the immortal master will forgive me."

  Fang Ling glanced at the paper and saw that it was covered with writing and several bright red seals, but for a moment he couldn't make out what they were.

  Lin Mu Cheng looked at the papers, a strange smile spreading across his face. He glanced at Chen Zheng Hua who was lying on the ground wailing like a dead dog, before turning to Chen Sheng Nan and saying indifferently: "Master Chen, since this son has been born, you must take good care of him. Otherwise, who knows when not only will your son be gone, but your entire family as well!"

  This time running over to apologize to Lin Mu Cheng, Chen Zheng Nan was already very uncomfortable. Moreover, when entering the door, he even broke his own son's leg.

  It's not difficult for a broken leg to heal, but what's crucial is that Chen family's face has been trampled on the ground.

  He thinks this is enough!

  But he didn't expect that this Lin Xian Shi would be so disrespectful to him.

  However, at the same time as feeling extremely humiliated, he also felt a bit of trepidation. If Lin Mu Chen were to go on a killing spree in the city with his cultivation based on the foundation of wood-type magic, how could the Chen family possibly withstand it?

  Although his younger brother is also a monk in the foundation period, distant water can't help with the near thirst.

  Chen Shengnan, trembling in his heart, under the pressure of Lin Mucheng, had to put away his pride and said more humbly: "Lin Xianshi is right, after going back, I will surely discipline this beast properly."

  As they spoke, he kicked Chen Zhenghua's leg again with great force.

  "Ah!"

  Chen Zhenghua was already humiliated enough, but now his old man had added insult to injury by kicking him in the leg, making him suffer even more physically and mentally.

  Since he was a child, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, that is to kill Fang Ling!

  It's all because of this kid that he lost face completely.

  He had just returned home when he was slapped in the face by his own father.

  He was immediately dragged to the small Fang family to apologize, and his legs were brutally broken outside the Fang family's door.

  "Um, you can go back now. However, there's one thing - I don't want Fang Lin to have any accidents in Dingfang City." Lin Mucheng looked at Chen Shengnan, his voice carrying an unmistakable tone.

  Chen Sheng nodded and said: "Don't worry, Master Lin. I guarantee that our Chen family will get along peacefully with the Fang family."

  After Chen Sheng and his father left, Lin Mu Cheng handed over the few pieces of paper in his hand to Fang Ling. Fang Ling took a look and found that they were not other things, but some contracts.

  The houses around Fang's house are the contract of the original Fang family compound.

  This is the Fang family's house that was taken away by various means after their decline, now these houses have returned to their own hands again.

  Reviving the family fortunes is Master Fang's greatest dream, one of which is to take back all of the Fang family's houses.

  This lifelong dream of mine was achieved so easily and effortlessly.

  Lin Mu Cheng looked at Fang Ling with a hint of joy in his expression and said faintly, "Little Ling, since the matter is settled, I need to hurry back to the sect to refine medicine. In the future, you should cultivate well and live a good life. Although your spiritual awareness is not bad, it's better if you don't go to that Lai Shan secret realm again."

  "Thank you, Brother Lin." Lin Mu Cheng's words were quite ordinary, but Fang Ling heard sincerity in them.

  He understood that Lin Mu Cheng was afraid of entering dangerous territory again, after all, many people who are good at swimming die in the water. Lin Mu Cheng was afraid that he would rely on his spiritual awareness to pick herbs and ultimately die in the secret realm of the mountain.

  Lin Mu nodded and pulled out another talisman from his sleeve, saying: "This is a Golden Sword Talisman. In times of danger, it can unleash an attack equivalent to a 7th-layer Qi Refining cultivator's full strength. However, you can only use it three times, so keep it safe."

  Lin Mu placed the talisman on the table and Lin Mu Cheng immediately spoke up. The person had already transformed into a sword of light and flew out from the Fang residence.

  The sword flies in the air, instantly ten miles away.

  After leaving the square city, Lin Mu sighed and thought that although Fang Ling's spiritual awareness was not bad, his talent was average. It was almost impossible for him to become a cultivator. Introducing him into the sect would be harming him, it would be better to let him live an ordinary life.

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