Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

Chapter 105 Talking about the Myriad Flower Palace in the Tianmu Mountains? Kill!

Wang Ping looked at Zhang Yan.

He hesitated for a moment before finally speaking haltingly, "Since Junior Brother Zhang asked, I'll just say it directly."

A look of bitterness appeared on Wang Ping's face.

“I also want to go with you to manage the spirit fields, but when I was with her, I signed a spirit contract with her family, and I have to manage the spirit fields for her family for thirty years.”

Ninety percent of the profits will go to them, and one-tenth will be mine.

Zhang Yan: "???"

He looked at Wang Ping with some shock.

He never expected that his senior brother Wang was actually a love-struck fool.

This is so innocent!

"This is clearly unreasonable. Didn't you contact anyone from our sect?" Not only Zhang Yan, but even Steward Bai couldn't help but interject and ask.

Isn't this just a marriage scam?!

Not only did they embezzle Wang Ping's money, but they also tricked him into working illegally. This is somewhat inhumane.

"This is the spiritual pact I signed..."

"Besides, it's too embarrassing to talk about this." Wang Ping looked embarrassed. "Furthermore, her new Daoist partner is a Foundation Establishment cultivator; I can't afford to offend him."

"This is outrageous!"

"Let's go, Junior Brother Wang, let's go find him!" Upon hearing this, Deacon Bai was instantly enraged.

These people are really bullying us.

Which family are you referring to?
Who is Foundation Establishment? Zhang Yan has always been a man of careful planning.

I plan to find out more about the situation first.

"The Sun family of Tianmu Mountain Range, as for that Foundation Establishment cultivator, seems to be from the Myriad Flower Palace."

Wang Ping naturally dared not conceal this information.

"People from the Palace of Ten Thousand Flowers?"

I remember the Palace of a Thousand Flowers was full of women, wasn't it?

"Why are there men here?" Butler Bai asked in surprise.

"Although the Myriad Flower Palace claims to be all female cultivators, that only applies to inner disciples and core disciples. Among their outer disciples, as well as some people with special abilities, there are also male cultivators." Zhang Yan was also aware of this.

The last time he went to the Palace of Ten Thousand Flowers, the old man of high status was a male cultivator.

"So, the other party's status isn't actually that high?" The White Butler narrowed his eyes.

"Who cares how high it is? We don't need to be afraid of it anyway." Compared to Zhang Yan, Steward Bai was still somewhat afraid of the Wan Hua Palace.

Because the other party has a Nascent Soul.

Although it was just a nascent soul that was about to die.

But no matter what, he was still a Nascent Soul cultivator.

But only Zhang Yan knew.

The Qingheng faction is not weak either.

Although there were no Nascent Soul stage cultivators, there was a Nascent Soul stage puppet.

Although……

A puppet at the Nascent Soul stage is definitely not as powerful as a true Nascent Soul stage puppet.

But it's more than enough for self-defense.

In addition, the Nascent Soul stage cultivator from the Myriad Flowers Palace is already very old and probably won't make a move easily.

"Let's go, I'll avenge you." After finding out the situation of the Sun family.

The Sun family is just a small family, with only one person at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Even including the Sun family girl who married out, there are only two Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Moreover, they were all in the early stages of Foundation Establishment.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yan directly called Lei Wanbao, and then, together with Steward Bai and Wan Ping, the four of them headed to the Sun family in a grand procession.

"what?
How could anyone bully people like this?

"Isn't this a blatant disregard for our Qingheng Sect?" On the way, after learning about Wang Ping's ordeal, Lei Wanbao's temper flared up immediately.

He looks a lot like his great-grandfather.

Hating evil as if it were an enemy!

However, because he was often beaten by Lei Kunhai, he usually appeared very slick and obedient.

Now we finally have a chance to show our strength.

To demonstrate one's prestige.

They acted very positively.

……

The Tianmu Mountains stretch for thousands of miles without end.

The spiritual veins within are countless.

However, most of them are low-level spiritual veins.

The slightly higher-level spiritual veins are all controlled by the Qingheng Sect.

Or they simply moved to the Qingheng Sect's base.

The remaining spiritual veins, which the Qingheng Sect looked down upon, became the footholds for those small families.

For example, the Sun family.

Although the Sun family is a Foundation Establishment family, it is not large in scale and can be considered a newly emerging family.

The family only has a few dozen cultivators.

There was only one Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This level of strength, within the Tianmu Mountain Range, is basically at the bottom.

Well, those families that are even worse than them are the ones that only have Qi Refining stage and no Foundation Establishment stage.

Or perhaps, that's not even a family.

Because at any moment, the slightest disturbance or even a minor accident could kill them all.

Only families with members at the Foundation Establishment stage can be considered a clan.

The Sun family occupies a first-order spiritual vein.

Theoretically speaking, it's only enough for cultivators in the Qi Refining stage to practice.

It simply cannot meet the cultivation needs of Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

To counter this method, just like the Liu family did back then, they specially built a cultivation room.

Store the spiritual energy generated by the spiritual veins.

The clansmen usually came to cultivate according to their contribution points, and the remaining spiritual energy was barely enough for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to cultivate. On this day...

Outside the peaceful Sun family home, two or three long rainbows suddenly appeared.

They are Zhang Yan, Lei Wanbao, Bai Zhishi, and Wang Ping.

"Is this the place?" Zhang Yan pointed to the large formation below and asked Wang Ping.

"Yes, that's right." Wang Ping nodded slightly.

His eyes were filled with shame.

"Clan Chief Sun, get out here!" Zhang Yan shouted without hesitation, looking down at the crowd.

The sound, like rolling thunder, was actually a form of magic.

Although Zhang Yan's cultivation level was only at the tenth level of Qi Refining.

The problem is that the cultivators in the Sun family are not very skilled.

Apart from one Foundation Establishment cultivator.

All that's left is the Qi Refining stage.

Most of them were even at the early or middle stages of Qi Refining.

Most people found Zhang Yan's magic unbearable.

"who!

How dare they act so presumptuously in my Sun family!

Upon hearing Zhang Yan's voice, an aged voice roared, and several streaks of light flew out of the sect's protective array.

The light falls.

Five people came out from the other side.

The leader was an elderly woman with silver hair, who had reached the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

Behind the old woman were four late-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

However, at this moment, their faces were filled with a sinister and ruthless expression.

"Four masters of the Qingheng Sect"

"What brings you to my Sun family?"

When the silver-haired old woman saw the Taoist robes on Zhang Yan and the others, she swallowed all the words she had prepared.

She initially thought it was some kind of enemy.

I never expected it to be someone from the Qingheng Sect.

And there are two Foundation Establishment stages!
"Are you the head of the Sun family?" Zhang Yan looked at the silver-haired old woman with a leisurely air and asked softly.

"Indeed, it is I, and may I ask who you are?"

The silver-haired old woman carefully examined Zhang Yan.

Although the young man in front of him looked the youngest and had a relatively low cultivation level.

But it's obvious.

His position was the highest, and when he spoke, neither of the two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators objected.

The silver-haired old woman knew immediately that this was an important person!

"How dare you know about Senior Brother Zhang's identity?" Deacon Bai stepped forward and said to the silver-haired old woman, "We have come here for no other reason than to seek justice!"

"Fairness?" The silver-haired old woman was stunned by what the white-haired butler said.

You four disciples of the Qingheng Sect!

There were even two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators who came to our Sun family to demand justice.
Is there something wrong with this?

Isn't this right?

If justice is to be sought, shouldn't it be the Sun family who seeks justice?
"Let me tell you, doesn't your Sun family have a woman named Sun Xiu'e?" Zhang Yan asked with a kind expression.

“Yes, there is a woman named Sun Xiu’e.” The silver-haired old woman nodded gently. Because the Sun family was not a large clan, anyone with spiritual roots would cultivate.

She can remember them all.

Sun Xiu'e's spiritual root is not good, and her cultivation level is not high.

But she was beautiful, and most importantly, she married someone from the Wanhua Palace as a concubine.

This also improved the status of the Sun family to some extent.

Unexpectedly, the Qingheng Sect has now come looking for them.

And they even asked for justice.

For a moment, the silver-haired old woman was also in a state of utter confusion.

"I don't know what kind of justice you want?" But when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Faced with Zhang Yan and the others, the silver-haired old woman could only bow her head.

"It's very simple. Your daughter said she was going to marry our senior brother and they were going to become Daoist partners. My senior brother even paid the betrothal gifts, but your Sun family actually abandoned her and let her marry someone else as a concubine."

Is this some kind of bullying, thinking that our Qingheng Sect has no one to rely on?

Zhang Yan's voice wasn't loud, but to the silver-haired old woman it sounded like thunder.

She never expected that Zhang Yan and the others had come here for this very reason.

Indeed, the Sun family was in the wrong in this matter.

So the silver-haired old woman said without hesitation, "We are willing to return the betrothal gifts in full."

"And there's the spiritual contract my senior brother signed with your family."

We planted spiritual fields for you, yet we still have to share 19 points with you?
You all think too highly of yourselves, and of the Sun family!

Zhang Yan's voice grew increasingly cold.

The silver-haired old woman, on the other hand, was decisive and efficient.

He took out the spirit contract and destroyed it right in front of Zhang Yan.

"Are you satisfied now?" the silver-haired old woman asked Zhang Yan after destroying the item.

"Satisfied, satisfied." Wang Ping's face showed surprise. He had thought it would be particularly troublesome and was afraid that the Sun family would not agree, but he did not expect it to be resolved so easily.

"Since you are satisfied, please go back now." The silver-haired old woman finally smiled when she saw Wang Ping say he was satisfied.

But before she could even laugh out loud, she saw Zhang Yan push Wang Ping behind him: "Satisfied?"
What do you call satisfaction?
"These are all perfectly reasonable, but your Sun family has caused such a great deal of trouble for my senior brother, are you not going to offer any thanks?" Zhang Yan looked down at the silver-haired old woman with disdain.

They didn't care at all that the other party was a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Then what do you want?" The silver-haired old woman's face was rather unpleasant, and someone behind her couldn't help but step forward: "We've already returned everything to you, what else do you want?"
You know, our Xiu'e married into the Wanhua Palace!
"You Qingheng Sect don't take our Sun family seriously, and you don't even take the Wanhua Palace seriously?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties.

He spoke with arrogance, showing no regard for Zhang Yan and the others.

It seems that by associating with the Wanhua Palace, they have gained a higher status than the Qingheng Sect.

"The Palace of Ten Thousand Flowers?" Zhang Yan chuckled softly upon hearing this, then patted the gourd at his waist.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck, and an invisible flying sword slashed down towards the man's head.

(End of this chapter)