Gan Shenglin, the summoned strong man of the family, lulled his three-year-old nephew Yunrui to sleep before pushing Mr. Gan’s wheelchair into the main room, closing the door behind him.
Mr. Gan pointed to a wooden stool nearby, motioning Gan Shenglin to sit down:
"Old Third, what do you think of this Fu Clan Leader?"
"Though he looks young, his actions today are steady, and he even prepared accommodations for us in advance, complete with necessary items. Clearly, he’s ticulous."
Gan Shenglin obviously knew what his father intended to say.
Without waiting for further inquiry.
He hurriedly said:
"However,"
"Today is just our first eting; the person’s character remains yet to be seen in the future."
That item is critical to whether the Gan Family can rise again.
Though he understood his father’s intentions.
Yet.
He still felt the need for utmost caution.
Mr. Gan let out a long sigh:
"Old Third, we are no longer Qi Cultivators; we are but cripples now. With so many eyes on us this journey, if we encounter one or two Qi Cultivators like us who have lost their cultivation and discover what we possess, they might report it to the Fu Clan Leader first for rit. Would you think we could still keep it safe?"
"Father, could the Fu Clan Leader really seize it by force?"
Mr. Gan gave a bitter smile:
"Old Third, you have not yet positioned yourself correctly."
"Rather than calling us refugees, the mont we stepped onto Yunshan County soil, everything we have belongs to the Fu Family; there’s no question of seizing."
To say we are refugees sounds nice.
In reality, we are nothing but slaves in the Fu Family’s domain.
Gan Shenglin also seed to realize this, his face pale. Not long ago, they were exalted Qi Cultivators; now, their Dantians were destroyed, leaving them crippled.
Yet the term ’slave’ was still harsh to hear.
Mr. Gan continued:
"Earlier at the square, the Fu Clan Leader personally registered us; from this, it’s evident the Fu Family is extrely lacking in manpower now. For us father and son, this is a good chance to turn the situation around!"
"Whether Yunrui has a Spiritual Root remains unknown, but you are a respectable Tier Two Low-Grade Spirit Plant Cultivator. Although you cannot use magic to care for Spirit Plants, your experience remains. At a ti when the Fu Family urgently needs talent, if you volunteer and beco the first among thirty thousand refugees willing to serve the Fu Family, the Fu Clan Leader will undoubtedly view you favorably."
"We have no hope left."
"But you are still young, to attract you, the Fu Clan Leader might even have you join the Fu Family as an in-law. If you can bear children with Spiritual Roots, our Gan Family’s revival would be hopeful!"
Gan Shenglin spent his entire life mastering the Spirit Plant Technique.
If not.
He wouldn’t have achieved Tier Two Low-Grade Spirit Plant Cultivator with Peak Qi Cultivation strength.
If it weren’t for the Gan Family being a Qi Cultivation Small Clan, unable to gather Foundation Establishnt Pills for him, he might have already beco a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator.
Gan Shenglin was always most obedient to Mr. Gan.
Upon hearing this, he bit his teeth and said:
"Father, I understand what you an."
"Hmm, the Fu Clan Leader shouldn’t have gone too far away by now; go on."
Gan Shenglin nodded heavily.
Although he could no longer use mana, he still knew Mortal Martial Arts. Utilizing a step technique, he swiftly sped towards the original square.
Leaving Cyan Mountain Town.
He saw from a distance several others like him, hurrying toward the square, making his heart shiver; as his father said, there were indeed other cultivators among the refugees with ruined cultivation.
To beco the first to pledge allegiance, Gan Shenglin quickened his pace, surpassing several others in the lead; from afar, he saw Fu Changsheng leisurely sipping tea, as though he was expecting them all along, which shocked him even more.
This Fu Changsheng, so young, could successfully establish a Foundation,
and lead his family to ascend to a Noble Family.
Clearly, he was no ordinary person.
From afar.
Gan Shenglin bowed and greeted:
"Patriarch, I am Gan Shenglin."
"Hmm, sit."
Fu Changsheng waved his sleeve.
A chair floated over to Gan Shenglin.
Gan Shenglin was sowhat surprised, only sat with half his bottom, and saluted:
"Patriarch, to be honest, our Gan Family was once a small Qi Cultivation Clan at the border of the Western Desert before the war; due to the chaos, the clan mbers fell, leaving only , my father, and my three-year-old nephew surviving."
Saying this.
A trace of sadness appeared in Gan Shenglin’s eyes:
"Before this,"
"I was a cultivator with Peak Qi Cultivation and also a Tier Two Low-Grade Spirit Plant Cultivator; now with my Dantian destroyed, I’ve beco a cripple, but my experience as a Spirit Plant Cultivator remains. If the Fu Clan Leader appreciates it, I am willing to dedicate my ager strength to the developnt of the domain!"
Tier Two Low-Grade Spirit Plant Cultivator?!
Fu Changsheng was sowhat surprised, as the information did not indicate the tier of the Spirit Plant Cultivator; unexpectedly, it turned out to be a Tier Two Low-Grade Spirit Plant Cultivator.
This was indeed beyond his expectations.
Moreover.
Gan Shenglin appears in his forties, being able to cultivate to Peak Qi Cultivation indicates decent Spirit Root Talent. If he genuinely follows the Fu Family in the future, my elder brother’s cultivation of the "Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill" could be offered to him.
Of course.
These are later matters.
Fu Changsheng smiled and said:
"The domain has thirteen acres of Tier Two Spirit Field needing guidance for planting, Fellow Daoist Gan, you are like tily rain; since you’ve sincerely pledged allegiance to us, our Fu Family naturally will not mistreat you. Your Gan Family’s three mbers can move directly from Cyan Mountain Town to reside on Supre Profound Peak; additionally, your salary will be distributed like that of our clan’s stewards!"
For the first to actively pledge allegiance and goodwill.
Must serve as a model for the thirty thousand refugees below.
His principle is simple.
As long as everyone contributes their strength to the domain’s developnt, they will receive due recompense.
Gan Shenglin was montarily stunned upon hearing this:
"Patriarch... is this true?"
Not only could he shed the identity of a wretch.
Moreover.
He could imdiately relocate to the Spirit Mountain at Supre Profound Peak and enjoy a steward’s salary.
This...
This exceeded all his expectations.
After double-checking.
The initially despondent Gan Shenglin suddenly felt a surge of infinite hope; as his father said, his life’s journey ends here, but he can still accumulate resources for future generations; as long as the Fu Family stands tall, the Gan Family can revive once more!
Gan Shenglin, overwheld with emotion, stood up and bowed deeply:
"With Patriarch’s grace, Shenglin shall strive with utmost dedication, fulfilling Patriarch’s high hopes!"
Speaking thus.
He retrieved a dagger from his sleeve.
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