"In that case, Wang Ping, you still need to continue your studies, but also need to carve out so ti to study the ’Slting Heaven Scripture’ and receive the Artifact Refining legacy." Liu Ruolan decisively stated, "Moreover, Zongyao, you are cultivating the Wang family’s ’Xuanyuan Scripture’. There would be no problem if you spend so ti studying the ’Slting Heaven Scripture’.
The Heavenly Craftsman’s predecessor also did not stipulate that only one person can receive his legacy. Given your age and mature temperant, you too can receive the Artifact Refining legacy. From now on, Wang Ping will learn alongside with you."
"As for strengthening your Divine Senses, let’s discuss it when you return the fourth or fifth ti and see if we can find a solution."
Wang Zongyao was sowhat surprised and elated.
However, he was not a child anymore and was still able to control his excitent. He bowed respectfully and thanked her, "Thank you, Fourth Aunt, for your guidance."
Old Ancestor Longyan also silently nodded in agreent.
She had always protected her family and didn’t want to rely purely on a promising young head of household to continue the ’Slting Heaven Scripture’. Now, it seed that the Heavenly Craftsman’s peculiarities were just a series of conditions he had set on the Artifact Box.
Just based on potential alone, she believed that Zongyao would far surpass Wang Ping.
Moreover, the family’s Artifact Refining legacy was not sothing that could be accomplished overnight. Only after it has been passed down for generations, would the Wang family’s foundation in Artifact Refining beco more and more profound.
With that, the matter was settled for now.
As the "Qinglian Fire Valley" has now been included in the Wang family’s territory, the subsequent developnt plan naturally ca up next. The tasks of creating paths through the mountains, building living areas, forging zones, establishing guard posts, arranging patrol and defense forces... and so on, will gradually be arranged.
In a matter of decades, the Qinglian Fire Valley will beco a treasure land of the Wang family.
...
Almost simultaneously.
Changning Fortress, Qian Family’s external residence.
Just after dinner ti, the sky was still adorned with a sar of the setting sun. The blood-red sunset lit up half the sky.
Although it was not completely dark yet, the Fluorescent Stone Spirit Lamp in the hall had already been lit. The light purple curtain made of Spirit silkworm silk hung on both sides of the room, illuminating a layer of shimring light, making it appear both elegant and opulent.
In one corner, a Pixiu-shaped red copper incense burner was emitting wisps of smoke, making the environnt seem tranquil and peaceful.
However,
The atmosphere in the room was in stark contrast to the word "peaceful".
More than a dozen middle-aged n clad in silk robes were sitting or standing, huddled in small groups, murmuring to each other. These individuals were different in height and size but all had round faces that looked pleasant. Yet their eyebrows were knitted, and there was an inexplicable sense of anxiety in the air.
The head of this group was none other than Qian Xuean, the Store Manager serving the Qian Family’s business in Changning.
"Store Manager, what’s happening now?" A middle-aged man dressed in black silk robe stood by Qian Xuean’s side, whispered questioningly, "I received orders for a eting, but the seal on the envelope wasn’t yours, it was the esteed family’s. Why would the main family bypass you and send us orders directly? What on earth is Qian Xuerui up to?"
Being one of Qian Xuean’s trusted, he was equally bewildered by this sudden call for a eting.
"Be patient." Qian Xuean waved his hand to calm him down, "Just go with the flow for now. Whatever tricks he has up his sleeve, we will deal with it accordingly."
The truth was, he was also unsure.
During these days, he was working hard to placate and win over people, tying his subordinates to his fate while also keeping an eye on Qian Xuerui.
But after settling down, Qian Xuerui just ate, drank, and strolled around, like he was here for a vacation, leaving him puzzled as to what he was really up to.
While they were talking,
The doorman suddenly announced, "Young Master Xuerui has arrived."
The mont his words fell, the room fell into complete silence.
Normally, only the direct descendants from prestigious families above the Purple Abode, and those with considerable aptitude, are aptly referred to as "Young Master".
And in the Qian Family of the Purple Abode, there was only one person who could be referred to as "Young Master Xuerui".
Everyone unconsciously turned towards the door.
In the fading twilight, a figure escorted by several servants slowly approached.
It was a young man with a tall and upright figure.
He had the characteristic round face of the Qian family, thick eyebrows, and thick lips with an honest appearance. His slightly squinted eyes revealed an innate shrewdness, and yet, they were half-concealed by his drooping eyelids, making him hard to read.
The blood-red sunset cast a dark glow on him, even his indigo silk robe seed to have been dyed with the light, revealing a faint purple hue.
The shopkeepers subconsciously beca serious, their eyes flickering, as they attempted to sneak glances at Qian Xuean.
"Young Master Xuerui."
Qian Xuean suppressed his emotions, calmly stepped forward to greet him, invited him in, and offered his seat at the head of the room, while ordering fresh tea.
"Young Master Xuerui, please take a seat."
As a mber of a prominent family, he had received strict etiquette training since childhood. Regardless of what he was thinking inside, he preserved the courtesy on the face until the very end, making it impossible to find a hint of fault in his manners.
However, Qian Xuerui did not take up his offer, but simply waved his hand with a smile: "Store Manager is my elder brother. It would be improper for to sit at th
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