"I’ve heard you’ve been making quite a splash recently."
"Huh?"
Zhou Changwang was taken aback.
He had been keeping a low profile lately, so where did this attention co from?
"Not long ago, my niece attended the Spirit Plant Master’s exam at the Spirit Plant Hall. She ntioned sothing that happened during the exam.
She said there was a Spirit Plant Master who was previously just a Spirit Farr. In the first few sections of the exam, he perford quite averagely, with nothing particularly outstanding.
But in the final section of the exam, he surprised everyone by completing it in just half an hour, far surpassing the previous favorite, Gao Mingyi, whom my niece called a ’leader.’ He won first place in that exam.
Moreover, he received one of the three Qingyuan Orders the Qingyuan Sect distributes annually to the Spirit Plant Hall, allowing him to directly participate in next year’s entry-level exam for the Qingyuan Sect, to beco a disciple there.
Out of curiosity, I asked who this person was, and my niece imdiately ntioned the na ’Zhou Changwang.’
I pondered for a mont; a Spirit Farr nad Zhou Changwang — isn’t that my old acquaintance’s descendant, you, my dear nephew?"
Yan Zhenxi said, unable to resist looking Zhou Changwang over, and added, "I didn’t expect that you had such skills. You’ve really impressed ."
"Uncle Yan, you’re too kind.
It was just luck, a fortunate coincidence that I got first place."
Zhou Changwang quickly waved his hand and said.
"Luck? My dear nephew, you’re being too modest.
I’ve t Gao Mingyi; his skills with spirit plants are exceptional and recognized by many high-tier Spirit Plant Masters.
Besides Gao Mingyi, I also heard that Miss Gong Bai Xue from the Gong Family participated in this Spirit Plant Hall exam.
Gong Bai Xue is the granddaughter of the Second-Grade Alchemist Gong Fan, making her quite distinguished throughout Fengming Dock Marketplace.
And her ntor in spirit planting is no ordinary person either — he’s Zhang Yin Yu, a Second-Grade Low-Tier Spirit Plant Master. How could his disciple’s skills in spirit planting be weak?"
Yan Zhenxi spoke, noticing that Zhou Changwang was not as arrogant as he had expected. Instead, he was calm and composed, as if Yan Zhenxi’s praises were ant for soone else. This impressed him even more, prompting him to ask, "My dear nephew, how old are you now?"
"Eighteen."
Zhou Changwang frowned slightly.
"Eighteen, you’re not that young anymore.
Are you married?
I know a family..."
Zhou Changwang hurriedly interrupted Yan Zhenxi, saying, "Uncle Yan, thank you for your concern, but I don’t have any such thoughts at the mont.
If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave now."
As he spoke, he quickly cupped his hands in respect.
Crazy.
A matchmaking warning?
He had already gone through plenty of that before he crossed over; he didn’t want to experience the ’arranged’ fear in the cultivation realm too. Wouldn’t that make his transmigration pointless?
"It is indeed a bit rushed."
Yan Zhenxi scratched his nose, then seed to think of sothing and reminded him, "Consider it carefully.
But, the marketplace has been unstable recently; it’s better to stay in as much as possible.
If anything does happen... you’re welco to co to my residence to take refuge for a while."
"Alright, thank you for the reminder, Uncle Yan."
Zhou Changwang quickly cupped his hands again and said.
After bidding farewell to Yan Zhenxi, Zhou Changwang felt a little helpless.
Their connection started because his father used to work under Yan Zhenxi, who rembered this and ntioned it in passing during a review of records as a favor to an old acquaintance.
At that ti, although he thought having such a high-ranking elder was nice, he never really intended to go seeking support because of the difference in their statuses.
But this ti, it was the second encounter, and unexpectedly, Yan Zhenxi had heard about his achievents in the Spirit Plant Master’s exam at the Spirit Plant Hall, which led him to act more warmly and even suggest matchmaking...
Of course, Yan Zhenxi ant no harm and even offered him refuge if he encountered danger. It was a well-intended gesture nonetheless.
He naturally couldn’t say much more.
After leaving Bai’s Trading House, Zhou Changwang passed by the Independent Cultivator Marketplace. Observing the still-bustling marketplace, he realized that conflicts between the Bai and Chen families might only occur in the shadows, with only a few capable of ’seeing,’ ’perceiving,’ and preparing in advance.
Most of the lower-level cultivators didn’t have the ’channels’ to obtain such information and act preemptively.
And even if they did know, what then?
They can’t leave the marketplace, so they’d experience whatever they must.
The ’travel fare’ to other marketplaces isn’t cheap either.
Ahead of ti, he received the information and was able to prepare to avoid the danger, leaving the marketplace — sothing that remained rare.
With a sigh, Zhou Changwang stepped out of the marketplace’s inner city for the first ti.
He planned to revisit his original ’ho.’
It’s not that he left anything behind, but because there, he buried a Cyan Leaf Order.
It was sothing from his father’s storage bag that he dismantled back then.
At the ti, he didn’t know what that Cyan Leaf Order was and feared causing trouble, so he didn’t dare keep it with him and buried it not far from the house.
Now, he knew that the Cyan Leaf Order was an identity token for the Cyan Leaf Alliance and posed no further risks. He could even use the token to have another identity within the Cyan Leaf Alliance... naturally, he wanted to retrieve it.
Revisiting old haunts.
Zhou Changwang didn’t appear overly excited.
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