Once Fu Yongfan cald down, the first person he thought of was his uncle: "Father, I wonder if this secret technique can also help upgrade uncle’s Spiritual Root?"
He truly is a filial son.
Fu Changsheng looked at Fu Yongfan with a sense of appreciation, but shook his head and said:
"This secret technique is quite complex to perform. You only need to know one thing: it only works for your siblings and every use consus a great deal."
Upon hearing these words, Fu Yongfan felt an imdiate sense of guilt.
Enhancing Spiritual Root talent is nearly like changing fate; it’s not sothing that can be casually perford:
"Father, I spoke recklessly on a whim."
"Rember, this is sothing only you and I should know. Do not let a third person be aware of it."
"Father, perhaps you should give a Forget Dust Pill. Such a confidential matter always poses a risk of betrayal from within."
Though everyone’s Spiritual Root talent in the clan is known only to Father, Auntie Molan, and themselves, over decades, the speed of cultivation reveals at least a general idea.
"That’s sensible."
Fu Changsheng tapped his storage bag, and with a flash of Dawn Light, a Forget Dust Pill floated over to Fu Yongfan.
After attending to the matters related to Brother Fan and Brother Qiang,
Fu Changsheng finally found ti to visit his eldest brother, Fu Changren.
He hadn’t seen his brother in decades.
The forr Four Cultivators,
now only his eldest brother had not reached Foundation Establishnt. His brother had been managing clan affairs for decades, especially when personnel was scarce at the beginning, his brother attended to everything personally, sparing no expense of clan resources, which were entirely directed towards him and his third brother, fourth sister.
Now that the clan is thriving,
It is ti to give back to our elder brother.
With a few flickering movents,
Fu Changsheng swiftly appeared in the Council Hall.
Seeing his brother, who seed as weathered as an old man in his eighties, Fu Changsheng felt a sudden pang of sorrow:
"Brother, you’ve really suffered all these years."
"Patriarch, there’s no need for such words."
After sitting down,
Fu Changsheng cast a Daoist Technique into the Array, the Array Light Curtain surged and imdiately closed.
With a few hints of relief, Fu Changren said:
"Patriarch, I heard from Brother Fan that you are preparing the Foundation Establishnt Pill for him; this is a good thing, as Brother Fan is the calst among the children. Although his Spirit Root talent is a bit lacking, he has never uttered a word of complaint while serving the clan in various capacities over the years."
"Moreover,"
"According to the ancestral rules, Brother Fan is to inherit the Patriarch’s position in the future; otherwise, it might beco chaotic like the Gongsun Family."
Fu Changren is always the most disciplined.
In his mind,
Brother Fan is the rightful choice for the Crown Prince.
After pausing for a mont,
Fu Changren’s eyes showed a bit of guilty conscience:
"Patriarch, although you’ve bestowed upon the ’Dragon Elephant Wisdom Skill’ cultivation technique, my talent is limited. I’ve only reached the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer, and how to achieve Foundation Establishnt remains elusive. I can’t provide Brother Fan with any useful reference."
Fu Changsheng was moved.
Elder brother always thinks of them in everything.
Despite several of the Yong Generation receiving clan Foundation Establishnt Pills before him, he feels no envy or resentnt.
His thoughts are solely for the clan.
Thankfully,
there is finally a clue about Yongwei.
Taking a deep breath,
Fu Changsheng’s expression grew serious:
"Brother, we will discuss cultivation matters later."
"I had soone inquire at the World Suppression Bureau and found Yongwei’s whereabouts. It’s said that the Grand Elder Liang sent Yongwei away years ago, and she has been fostered under Madam Luoo since."
What?!
Fu Changren’s weathered face showed rare excitent.
He couldn’t believe it and asked repeatedly:
"Patriarch, is this... true?"
"It’s true, I wouldn’t joke about such matters with you, brother."
Fu Changren received confirmation.
With tears of excitent on his face, he composed himself and said:
"Patriarch, where exactly is this Madam Luoo in North Huai? I will take generous gifts and visit her. These years have been thanks to her care of Yongwei. Does Yongwei possess Spirit Root talent, how is her cultivation now? Is there a mory Bean Pod of the child?"
Having yearned for and searched for the child for over ten years,
How could Fu Changren not be excited? He was eager to rush to North Huai imdiately, pacing impatiently and asking several questions in succession.
Finally, he added:
"I must tell Qianqian the good news. Qianqian has blad herself all these years for not keeping the child by her side. If she learns of Yongwei’s news, who knows how happy she’ll be."
Fu Changsheng watched his brother’s jubilant deanor, his heart ached, unable to express how Yongwei was treated as a slave by Madam Luoo, he could only say:
"Brother, please sit down first."
"What? Is Yongwei not well?"
Fu Changren began to feel anxious.
Fu Changsheng reassured him:
"Brother, though we found Yongwei in North Huai’s prefecture, Madam Luoo is a na I’ve just heard for the first ti. But you can rest assured, I’ve already asked Auntie Molan and fourth sister to go to North Huai, and upon finding any news, they will surely inform both of us."
"Moreover,"
"After the celebration, I will personally visit North Huai."
Still not found?
Fu Changren was unable to sit still:
"Patriarch, Brother Fan is managing the fief, and I am not much needed there. So, it’s better if I go to North Huai first; one more person ans more strength, and we might find Yongwei sooner."
But once Brother appears in North Huai,
If Madam Luoo, who is hidden in the shadows, learns of it, she might flee with Yongwei, causing an even bigger issue. Fu Changsheng hesitated, knowing he must tell his brother the truth to stabilize the situation:
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