Shangyuque

Chapter 148 You are just living too smoothly, so you are so surprised by suffering (1 monthly tickets required)
With a smile on his lips, Wang Xianmao stood up from the futon and gave Wang Yulou a hug he had never received before.

Just when Wang Yulou was still a little at a loss, the clan leader's message echoed in his heart.

'.The West Sea will be in chaos, are you sure you don't want to leave?'

The clan leader first synchronized the information he had received from Gu Qilang to Yulou, including the clamor about a civil war in the Immortal Alliance on the Qunxiantai, and then once again asked about Wang Yulou's feelings.

The situation in the West Sea could not be more obvious.

From the two Red Lanterns leading three thousand Red Lanterns to practice Qi and enter the West Sea, to the divine light sitting high above the West Sea, to the disciples of three conservative great monks of the Immortal Alliance entering the West Sea as West Sea Inspectors, to the Mangxiang Patriarch's five failed attempts to propose the golden elixir.

With so many forces and so many great monks' pawns gathered together, it is no longer a question whether the West Sea will be in chaos.

Anyone with a brain can see that as a special frontier of the Immortal Alliance, the role of the West Sea as a pressure relief valve will be further expanded in the future.

The cost of a civil war in the Immortal Alliance is too high, but a clash in the West Sea can not only radiate a red light to the east of the West Sea, but also initially determine the winner, allowing both forces to be prepared for changes in the situation.

If the Immortal Alliance civil war really happens in the future, the current West Sea will be a pre-civil war exercise - similar to Spain before World War II.

The only question is how chaotic the West Sea will be.

"There is nowhere to escape, there is no road ahead, you can only open your own way, clan leader, Yulou understands."

Cultivating immortals is a zero-sum game. Great cultivators will never be satisfied even if they take everything. The greed of the human heart will not diminish with the improvement of cultivation, but will only grow with the improvement of cultivation.

When Mang Xiang had been walking for ten thousand years to achieve enlightenment, he would not stop even if all the people, all the great cultivators of the Immortal Alliance, and even the heaven and earth blocked his way.

Otherwise, what is the point of chasing the Tao for thousands of years?
Similarly, all great monks are the same, no one wants to fall behind in the process of sailing against the current.

The situation in the West Sea is already turbulent, it just depends on who will be struck by the first bolt of lightning.

"Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few months. Now you have reached the peak of your Qi training. Hahahaha."

Wang Xianmao understood Yulou's ambition. He patted Yulou on the shoulder and loosened his arms with emotion.

“Master also gave Yingxi and I a Golden Ou Foundation Building Pill each. This pill is considered the best foundation building pill.

In the past, I calculated that it would take five years at the fastest and eight or nine years at the slowest. But with the Jin Ou Foundation Building Pill, the situation is different.

I estimate that I can build my foundation within two years, but I don’t know if I can have another two years of peace and stability.”

Wang Yulou looked worried.

This kind of thing can be said. Given the current situation, it would be strange if Wang Yulou was still confused and unaware of the situation.

Wang Xianmao sighed, but pulled Yulou to sit down, and then gave instructions to Wang Rongwen.

"Go, call Yingxi over."

Wang Yulou had not seen his new Taoist partner for many years. Now that he had come to the West Sea, it was only natural for him to meet him.

Uncle Rong Wen left, but Wang Yulou brought up another matter.

"Clan leader, we have already found some clues about the mysterious cultivator who caused chaos in Qingxifang that day. Our master told me and Yingxi that the mysterious cultivator must be at the Jindan level or above.

Moreover, the guess given by the master is similar to what we expected. The ancestor’s golden elixir problem is too complicated.

From the Five Failures at Qunxiantai (Wang Xianmao had just synchronized the information he received from Gu Qilang) to the battle of Gushenzong-Miaofeng Mountain, all of them illustrate the difficulties involved. "

Wang Xianmao waved his hand nonchalantly and smiled.

"It's all in the past. Let's not talk about it. Here, this is the marinated donkey meat and spiritual fruit I brought from my tribe. Take them and eat them."

Wang Yulou took the spiritual fruit handed to him by the clan leader with a smile and tears in his eyes, secretly resenting that the clan leader still treated him like a child.

"We, the Wang family, all like to eat this donkey meat in sauce. Everyone in the Wang family is no exception."

However, the clan leader's last sentence made Yulou stunned for a moment as if he had been electrocuted.

That's it
Many things are connected at this moment, from Qingxifang more than ten years ago, to Wang Xianmao accompanying him all the way to the Dripping Cave, to the West Sea today.

Smart people don't need to talk much when communicating, just getting to the point is enough. Wang Yulou was not sure whether he understood what the patriarch meant, so he just concentrated on tasting the delicious marinated donkey meat.

There are too many things that can be done tacitly but cannot be said openly. Once the wrong thing is said, the family may break up.

Human power has its limits, and this refers to the moment. Everyone clearly understood it, but because of various concerns, Wang Xianmao and Wang Yulou could not say it clearly.

So, let’s eat a few more bites of braised donkey meat.

When Zhou Yingxi saw Wang Xianmao and Wang Yulou, she saw that her husband was eating with great concentration, with even the corners of his mouth shining with oil.

Noticing his wife coming, Yulou didn't hesitate to ask while holding the braised donkey meat.

"Are you going to eat?"

Zhou Yingxi first paid her respects to the clan leader, and then accepted Wang Yulou's invitation with a smile, saying only that she had heard of the fame of Wang's braised donkey meat a long time ago.

This was so ridiculous that it made Wang Xianmao burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, that's not necessary. I didn't have time to come when you and Yulou got married. Yingxi, is there anything you want? I'll give it to you as a reward for my gift."

True and false, false and true, Zhou Yingxi now understood the Wang family's pattern, and she answered calmly.

"Being Yulou's Taoist partner is already the greatest achievement of Yingxi's life. I have never thought about anything else, whether I want it or not. I just want to be with Yulou forever."

After a bunch of useless Wang Yulou-style bullshit that amounted to "there must be water in the water", Zhou Yingxi finally put forward her real request.

"It's just that Yulou has been appointed by Patriarch Jingyi as the chief steward of the Wang Clan's West Sea Branch. Clan leader, the Wang Clan has so many people, it wouldn't hurt to send two more to the West Sea - Yulou is short of people."

She asked for it, but not completely. The request was made by Zhou Yingxi, but it was made for Wang Yulou and the Wang family.

After just playing high-end games with Wang Yulou for a few days, Zhou Yingxi's growth has been immediate.

"Well, I've thought about this, Yulou, what do you think?"

Wang Yulou put down the meat in his hand, took out a spiritual fruit and threw it to his wife. Zhou Yingxi took it with helplessness on her face - is this a reward?

If this is a reward, isn't it a bit too hasty and vague?

"You don't need too many. Just bring some that can't go any further. The situation in the West Sea is special."

The elites of the clan cannot all be placed in the West Sea. Wang Yulou is afraid that there will be too much turmoil in the West Sea in the future. As a result, the Wang family suffered heavy losses.

"Have you ever considered the balance of income and expenditure?"

Wang Xianmao asked thoughtfully, it is very expensive to support people. The annual salary of the Wang family's Qigong members is capped at no more than one hundred spirit stones, but that is the basic salary for doing nothing. A Wang family member who works a little harder can earn thousands of spirit stones a year.

This amount of resources does not necessarily need to be paid with spirit stones. It can be paid with refined magic tools, elixirs and other finished products with a premium, which can save a lot, but it still requires expenditure.

Live within your means, live within your means. In fact, for a family of immortal cultivators, they often live within their means. When the income is not enough, they have to let the clan members go out to make their own way. The whole process is complicated and difficult to balance.

The family organizational model that takes into account both emotion and reason is a great test of the ability of the helmsman.

"I don't lack the resources for cultivation now. The resources for foundation building have been awarded by Master, so there is no need to worry about it.

Therefore, the spiritual stones obtained from the Dripping Cave can last for a few years. During these years, as long as the business is managed well, it will not be difficult to balance the income and expenditure.

However, Clan Leader, our family must start exchanging our clan’s wealth for spirit stones as soon as possible.”

Yulou pulled Yingxi to sit beside him and told the clan leader about what he saw and heard in the Hub of the Origin of All Laws today. The divine light instructed the Hub of the Origin of All Laws to open up the complete exchange of magical powers. It seems to be a trivial matter, but the meaning behind it is complicated.

"I roughly understand the situation. I will write a letter to the clan. Yulou, I will let Rongjiang arrange for the person you want to come to Xihai this time. Don't worry."

"Five will be enough. I'm afraid I can't afford more, Chief."

“Hahaha, you’re taking advantage of me. The people in the clan don’t need you to support them. The expenses of the Wang family’s Xihai Branch will be covered by the clan.

The annual salary can still be taken care of, as for the rest, it depends on your means, Yulou."

As they were talking, a letter had already been written. Wang Xianmao asked Boss He to personally deliver the letter back to the clan, and then asked about another matter.

"You are married now, have you ever considered the issue of offspring, Yingxi? Although there may seem to be more time after the foundation is established, it will be more difficult for a cultivator of the foundation to have offspring - of course, the aptitude will also be better.

However, the qualification problem can be solved by the Dripping Cave. Yulou has already laid a foundation in the Dripping Cave. It is very easy for his children to practice in the Dripping Cave."

The Dripping Cave can allow people with mottled five qi and no spiritual roots to practice Taoism. It seems very powerful, but people who can really use it easily often don't care.

Those with low cultivation base cannot use it, and it makes no difference whether those with high cultivation base use it or not - there is no shortage of talented disciples and successors.

However, for the Wang family, the special cultivation path of the Dripping Cave is still useful, as it can expand the number of direct lineage cultivators.

"It's too early, Patriarch. Yingxi hasn't thought about this at all."

Zhou Yingxi said with a blushing face. She understood that this might be Wang's request for a sense of security, but having a child was a bit too far-fetched no matter how she thought about it.

"If you haven't thought about it yet, start thinking about it from today. When you have made up your mind, have a child with Yulou as soon as possible. You both have good talents, so it would be wise to have more children."

Wang Xianmao seemed to be joking, but also seemed to be serious. His words were actually a bit silly, but he was Zhou Yingxi's elder after all. Although Zhou Yingxi's ancestor Zhou Fujiao was a real person, she was not the kind of idiot who relied on her family background to act arrogantly.

So, in the end, I could only agree with a wry smile.

"Clan leader, the most important thing for Yulou and Xiaoxi right now is indeed cultivation. There is no rush for the child."

Zhou Yingxi felt warm inside when her husband stepped forward. It was like she had wet her pants. No matter whether it was the Wang family or the other person who was acting her, she just acted as if she felt warm.

Everyone is trying hard to play his or her own role. In the process of cultivating immortals, it is not easy for anyone.

What Patriarch Jingyi said about his original intention was nonsense, and it became more and more brilliant.

If a person is easily trapped by his original intention, how can he defeat those unscrupulous opponents in such an environment?

The Immortal Alliance does not advocate physical annihilation among cultivators, and Wang Yulou has never fought with anyone since he entered the world of immortal cultivation. However, in the Immortal Alliance, the opportunity to achieve enlightenment does not exist at all, so the competition is naturally extremely fierce.

When Wang Yulou said that he understood, he meant that he understood this.

The magical method of the foundation-building supernatural power level of the Source of All Laws is now available for sale, but after the cultivator has established the foundation, where should he go next?

The senior foundation-building masters in the heart of the Immortal Alliance have no way out, the senior foundation-building masters in the West Sea have no way out, and everyone is the same.

Therefore, even though Wang Yulou has now become the true disciple of Hong Dengzhao and Zhou Fujiao, and has half of the Purple Mansion's cake at his fingertips, he cannot regard these things as his support.

Shen Guang is a role model. For cultivators, the only thing they can rely on is what they have the final say. Everything else is unreliable.

"Alright, as long as you two can agree on something, I, an old man, won't say much. But when will the true successor status and related items that Master Qiu Sheng arranged for you, Yulou, arrive?"

"I'm not sure. Why don't you write and ask?"

"Forget it, it shouldn't take too long. My idea is to put your becoming a true disciple of Hongdengzhao and your appointment as the chief steward of Wang's Xihai Branch together to create momentum."

"Isn't it difficult to accept the gift?"

"Receive the gift, receive the gift, you can't think of anything else in your mind, you must have an identity and a name, so that others won't look down on you, these are much more important than the gift.

I see, Yingxi is so beautiful, when she is with you, others will envy you two, a couple like you two."

Zhou Yingxi felt that the clan leader might be targeting her. How many times has this happened today?
What Wang Yulou was thinking was that the clan leader's "anger" today was perfectly controlled, much more skillful and smoother than when he pretended to be stupid while drunk.

He is indeed a senior cultivator of the older generation. His level of perfection in the world of cultivators is simply unmatched.

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In the dead of night, in the bedroom.

"What are you thinking about?"

Wang Yulou asked Zhou Yingxi beside him while lying down to practice.

Cultivation is not restricted by posture, you can do it in any way that is comfortable. Practicing while lying down may be inefficient, but Wang Yulou is now honing his cultivation, not improving it, so the difference in efficiency is not that important.

"Tell me, is the clan leader unhappy because I asked for someone for you?"

"how you said that?"

Zhou Yingxi arched her body and climbed onto Wang Yulou's shoulders. The two of them were very close, showing the intimacy of their relationship.

"Wang's West Sea Branch is obviously yours...our Wang family's property. The monks' salaries should naturally be the responsibility of the Wang family. The clan leader insisted on emphasizing this point. It seems...I can't explain it.

I don't mean to provoke, I just feel something is wrong."

Halfway through her speech, Zhou Yingxi became less confident. After all, she still believed that there was a wall between her and the Wang family. Although Wang Yulou treated her very well, he had also revealed his true feelings before.

Now that Wang Xianmao had come, his attitude towards her was quite indifferent, and he even spoke in a sarcastic tone a few times in secret.

"Didn't your family teach you this?"

After hearing his wife's question, Wang Yulou stopped his practice and started to seriously have a bedside chat with fellow Taoist Yingxi.

"What to teach?" Zhou Yingxi didn't quite understand what Wang Yulou meant.

"The clan studies will teach you how to become an immortal cultivator."

“Ah, I have lived in the cave of my ancestors since I was a child. Because my parents are both foundation-building cultivators, and they are both highly skilled in wood methods, I was born with a single wood spiritual root.

In the cave, I ate a lot of rare treasures. My ancestor trained me according to the standards of the future Purple Mansion since I was a child.

It was precisely because of the foundation accumulated at that time that my cultivation speed was so fast later on, and it was not inferior to that of a monster like you.

However, I never had the chance to attend the Zhou clan school. I can’t say I don’t understand many things, but I just know the facts but not the reasons behind them.”

It turned out that the Taoist partner he married was semi-illiterate. Wang Yulou explained with a smile.

"The power, status and prestige of a leader of a force are not naturally acquired.

Greater power can grant smaller power and shape smaller power, but this granting and shaping itself does not mean that you can directly become the leader of a small force.

The secret lies in the fact that whatever kind of person you want to be and whatever kind of benefits you want to gain, you must first shoulder the corresponding responsibilities.

The Immortal Master Shen Guang was very powerful. He had realized very early on that he should work hard to become a great cultivator, and he designed an excellent system.

Later, after he successfully opened the Purple Mansion, he stayed in the West Sea for another two hundred years, and expanded his influence to every corner of the West Sea.

Therefore, the Immortal God of Light is so powerful in the West Sea now. "

Yulou paused when he said this, but asked in his heart - Immortal Lord, did you hear that?
loyalty!
While serving Mang Xiang, I also look for opportunities to serve Shen Guang. How could my blessing, Wang Yulou, be small?
"So, you also want to become a great monk?"

After Zhou Yingxi asked the question, she realized that she had asked a ridiculous question.

Perhaps it was because Wang Yulou's embrace was too warm, or perhaps it was because the couple was too close when sleeping in the same quilt, that made her ask this inappropriate and meaningless question.

She was a little worried, afraid that this issue would cause conflict between her and Wang Yulou again, or that the relationship she had worked so hard for day and night would return to square one.

However, she was facing Wang Yulou.

“Hahaha, to be honest I don’t want to. Life is not easy for great cultivators either. The founder failed to achieve the Golden Elixir five times, and the fights on the Immortal Stage were also fierce.

I just thought, if I could escape from the bondage and be free someday, that would be great.”

Escape the bondage and be free
As Zhou Yingxi recalled Yulou's words in her mind, she was a little dazed for a moment.

Yes, in the eyes of outsiders, she is the pride of the Zhou family and the most valued younger generation by Master Fu Jiao. However, this respect is actually a constraint.

Although this kind of restraint seemed too extravagant in the eyes of the casual cultivators who had long been struggling on the brink of life and death, and Zhou Yingxi was too stupid to think that this was a restraint, but for Zhou Yingxi herself, this kind of restraint made her uncomfortable, and this was her personal experience.

In the world of cultivating immortals, as long as you haven't given up on your ambition to move up, freedom is so luxurious that it's almost impossible to achieve.

"Can you take me with you then?"

Daoist Fellow Yingxi blushed and took the initiative to touch Yulou with her red lips, saying what she thought were the most explicit love words.

Holding the beautiful woman's delicate face in his hands, Yulou sighed slightly in his heart.

Yingxi Yingxi...

"I'll take you with me now!"

Wang Yulou laughed loudly, lifted the cup and covered the two of them with it, and no one could see what happened inside.

"We're not going to have kids, so every day is not appropriate, right?"

"What's inappropriate? Spring nights are short and days are long. I'm just sitting around doing nothing anyway~"
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On the second day, Mo Yunshu was riding his white-armored bear side by side with Wang Yulou.

She glanced at the black dragon horse that Wang Yulou was riding with envy for the thirteenth time and said.

"Chen Haidi is from the Qionghai Immortal family. However, the Qionghai Immortal family has two direct branches. One stayed in the West Sea, and the other followed Qionghai Immortal to join the Immortal Alliance and develop. Chen Haidi is the former."

Wang Yulou nodded slightly, feeling a little emotional.

Eight real people came out of the West Sea. Among them were real people like Real People Hansong who were tiger-type real people who had practiced in the West Sea for a long time. Naturally, there were also those who yearned for the prosperity of the Immortal City. Real People Qionghai made his fortune in the West Sea and mingled with the Immortal Alliance.

These beings who were able to reach the pinnacle of immortal cultivators made different choices after becoming great cultivators. Immortal Alliance, Immortal Alliance, what is your true appearance?
"Is he easy to talk to?"

Wang Yulou's question seemed a bit silly, so Mo Yunshu asked back with a smile.

“Ha, the Chen family is the smartest, how could they possibly make things difficult for you.

I guess he just wants to make friends with you.

However, if you ask me to come with you, he will probably be frightened by your seriousness."

Whether it is serious or not is actually not important.

The fact that Wang Yulou asked Mo Yunshu for help was actually an attempt to improve his relationship with Mo Yunshu.

The logic here is that when he moves forward fast enough, many things will be extremely easy to handle.

When the two of them walked to the door of Mingyueye, Mo Yunshu glanced at Wang Yulou with admiration.

You are so good, Wang Yulou. I was wondering why you didn’t mention a specific meeting place, but it turns out you chose a moonlit night.

You just got married a few days ago, and today you are taking people to Mingyueye. You are really a piece of shit.

Wang Yulou felt a little uncomfortable under the gaze of Fellow Daoist Yunshu. He was so thick-skinned that he couldn't hold it back. He cleared his throat and emphasized.

"Why are you looking at me? We're just having a drink and chatting. Don't tell Yingxi that I came to Mingyueye. It's best not to mention it at all."

After settling the Black Dragon Horse, Wang Yulou and Mo Yunshu entered the private room on the third floor of Mingyueye.

Chen Haidi had been waiting for him here for a while, but after Yulou went in, he found that there was another person here.

"You must be Fellow Daoist Yulou, right? This is my cousin Chen Yanghe, who just returned to the West Sea recently. Today I just happened to bring him out to see you, the pride of the West Sea."

"You, the genius of the West Sea" - Isn't Wang Yulou a genius, the kind that is even more powerful than the geniuses of ordinary big families.

"Brother Haidi, seeing is believing. I heard from Daoist Yunshu that Brother Yanghe is even more so."

After just greeting Chen Yanghe, Wang Yulou knew who he was - a special envoy sent by the Immortal Alliance, the second most powerful of the three.

Wang Yulou has already given names to the three special envoys.

Lian Chengxian is a big stick.

The second stick is Chen Yanghe.

Great wisdom and golden brightness.

Of course, Brother Yanghe was a little clueless, but he was a special envoy after all, so Wang Yulou naturally had to get some information from him. What if he could get some information out of him?
Thinking of this, he changed the direction of his hand in the storage bag from reaching for the eighth-grade spirit wine to reaching for the seventh-grade spirit wine.

"Here, this is the golden dew my ancestor brought from Dayuntai Mountain. We won't go home until we are drunk today."

Mo Yunshu received Wang Yulou's message, and immediately held back his laughter, and blew a word for Wang Yulou on the side.

"What, this is the legendary Golden Dew of the Great Tiantai Mountain?
Legend has it that this wine can strengthen the kidney meridian and invigorate the yang fire, and is one of the most suitable spiritual wines for male cultivators to drink! "

She just thought Wang Yulou was quite interesting.

This is really insane. You might say he was faking it, but he actually used seventh-grade spirit wine to entertain everyone.

The practice of just secretly conveying a message and asking oneself to praise is really abstract.

Wang Yulou didn't care whether it was abstract or not, as long as it was useful. He and Mo Yunshu praised it, and Chen Haidi and Chen Yanghe immediately became interested.

However, it was not known whether it was because the Shanye Jinlu replenished the kidney energy too much, or because the combination of Jin Mingdu and Lian Chengxian made him too thirsty, Chen Yanghe suddenly expressed his desire to see the specialties of Mingyue Ye.

Chen Haidi looked at Mo Yunshu with a dark face and gave a polite yet awkward smile.

He didn't expect that his cousin was so ignorant.
"That's okay. Brother Yanghe is a man of character, and so is Yulou. I like friends like Brother Yanghe. Come on, come on, girl!"

Wang Yulou said nonsense that was completely contrary to the facts, and secretly talked with the shopkeeper of Mingyueye about Chen Yanghe's special identity.

"We'll split it fifty-fifty. This is the West Sea Patrol of the Immortal Alliance. If your daughter can get any information from him, we can make a fortune together."

"Master Wang, we are a small family and we dare not take on such a job."

The shopkeeper of Mingyueye is such a smart person. She is also a senior foundation builder and knows very well that something is not right in the West Sea recently.

If Gu Qilang doesn't leave, it will be even less likely for her to leave.

"What do you mean? Don't you believe that our Mangxiang Patriarch can achieve the Golden Elixir?"

After Wang Yulou put a big hat on him, the shopkeeper of Mingyueye could not say anything more.

After all, the Yuehua Sect and the Hongdeng Sect have a close relationship, so let’s just help them.

"I'm 70 percent."

Wang Yulou laughed and pointed at the most beautiful disciple of Yuehua Sect and said.

"Okay! She's the one. Brother Yanghe, why are you still choosing? I'll pay for today, so you pick the prettiest one!"

The shopkeeper immediately became unhappy and waved his handkerchief.

"What are you saying, Mr. Wang? All the girls in Mingyueye are very pretty. Let's go, girls. Ignore this unromantic Mr. Wang!"

The most beautiful female cultivator sat in Chen Yanghe's arms. Under Mo Yunshu's cold eyes, Wang Yulou talked with the two direct disciples of the Qionghai Zhenren family for two hours.

From the affairs of the business shop in the West Sea Fairy City, to the changes in the Fairy Alliance over the years, to the matter of the Red Lantern shining on the Mangxiang Patriarch's attainment of the Golden Elixir.

It can be said that after chatting about everything under the sun, Yulou's understanding of the West Sea has deepened.

With his many years of experience working in the Xiancheng Shangfang Court, Chen Haidi taught Yulou many tricks that he had never heard of or even imagined.

The dinner was not in vain, as Chen Haiti also wanted to befriend Yulou, and they even became brothers as they chatted. In the end, it was too late - a full two hours later, before they reluctantly said goodbye.

Chen Yanghe embraced the female cultivator of Mingyueye and went into the bridal chamber. Wang Yulou saw Chen Haidi off and said to Mo Yunshu helplessly.

"I've been holding it in for so long, now I can just say whatever I want to say."

Fellow Daoist Yunshu was a kind-hearted cultivator. She rode on the little bear and walked ahead, intending to leave immediately. She no longer wanted to continue her relationship with Wang Yulou.

This person is so fake!

"What's there to say? Male cultivators choose female disciples, female cultivators choose male disciples. It's the Yuehua Sect's dojo, and I can't interfere.

But Wang Yulou, I’m afraid we are not the same kind of people.”

"Oh? That's what I want to ask, what kind of person is Fellow Daoist Yunshu?
Are you determined to become a great monk and then eliminate all injustice in the world?"

Controlling the white-armored bear to stop, Mo Yunshu turned around and looked at Wang Yulou who was walking instead of riding a horse, and asked with a little paranoia.

"So what?"

Wang Yulou, who had no big demon mount to show off because the black dragon horse was not satisfied yet, saw the white-armored bear finally stopped, so he pointed at the wall of the West Sea Fairy City in the distance and asked.

"Look, is the top of the fairy city's wall flat?"

"Yes."

"Turn your head sideways and look again. Is it uneven?"

"It's still flat. Don't play tricks like this."

"Everything in the world should probably be considered normal in your eyes.

But in the eyes of others, what is called fair can also be unfair, and what is called unfair can also be fair."

Fellow Daoist Yunshu, you cannot change the world. At least, you who are in the Qi Training Stage or even the Purple Mansion Stage cannot change the world. Do you understand?
There was nothing special about Wang Yulou's words. Mo Yunshu had already understood such principles, so there was no need for Wang Yulou to teach him.

But Wang Yulou's example did somewhat dispel some of her dissatisfaction.

Fellow Daoist Yun Shu sighed as he jumped off the white-armored bear.

“I just can’t bear to see the lower-level cultivators suffer. I’ve also been through life and death with my fellow cultivators. They are no worse than anyone else, they just lack opportunities and backgrounds.

The same is true for those female and male cultivators in the moonlit night. If they have a choice, why would they need it?"

Wang Yulou shook his head and said.

"They have choices. You are just so surprised by the suffering because your life is so smooth."

You are just so surprised by suffering because your life is too smooth.

Wang Yulou's words were like an ice-cold sword, piercing through Mo Yunshu's constructed self. She even felt insulted.

"What do you mean?"

"They have choices." Wang Yulou emphasized again.

"They can choose not to cultivate immortality, and they can return to the mortal world and immediately become wealthy, or even be crowned a king or prime minister."

Mo Yunshu was silent. Could it be that the sufferings encountered by those cultivators were the result of their own choices?
"It's not the same thing. They don't have the opportunity and background, so they have to choose the worst ones."

Wang Yulou discovered that Fellow Daoist Yunshu’s thoughts were somewhat similar to the original idea of equal rights, except that he placed the object of equal rights on cultivators.

All I can say is that the West Sea is a place of evil, and all kinds of things may appear there.

“Otherwise, the resources between heaven and earth are infinite, but the resources within the Immortal Alliance are limited. The great cultivator eats nine mouthfuls, the disciples under him eat the majority, and the remaining half is left for all other cultivators.

It’s best if you’re not dissatisfied with the Immortal Alliance. Otherwise, Yunshu, you may suffer a lot in the future.”

Mo Yunshu stopped talking, and her expression was even a little dazed.

Wang Yulou sighed slightly in his heart.

If this girl lived on the Earth where she lived in her previous life, she would probably see that the world she wanted had the possibility of being realized. However, in the world of immortal cultivation where power is supreme, the equality she pursued between independent cultivators and cultivators from large clans, immortal alliances, and sects was completely impossible to achieve.

The world of cultivating immortals has developed for so many years, and there are countless methods of cultivation. As long as you find the right method, everyone has the opportunity to practice.

In a dimension where there are enough immortal cultivators, there will always be a large number of those with relatively outstanding talents.

Therefore, from the restrictions of the rules of heaven and earth to the organizational structure restrictions of the Immortal Alliance, one shackle after another has locked the steps of those who want to climb.

Inequality stems from power. Wang Yulou could even imagine that even if Mo Yunshu became the true immortal as described in the legend, and used his power to shape the equal West Sea and even the equal Wunan and the Immortal Alliance, the result of his powerful changes would itself be a product of extreme inequality.

So, his heart-piercing words are actually correct - you are only so surprised by suffering because your life is too smooth.

"How dare I be dissatisfied with the Immortal Alliance? Ha, no one dares to be dissatisfied. Let's go. It's boring."

Mo Yunshu added a final sentence before riding away on the bear, completely ignoring Wang Yulou.

It's quite a bit like running away.

It turned out that it wasn't that Wang Yulou was too fake, but that the great wish for equality she constructed was too fake, so fake that it could be exposed with just a few words from Wang Yulou.
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A few days later, the one who arrived at Yuque Mansion before the Wang family members was Jiang Baobian, a true disciple of Hongdengzhao.

The monk who once guarded Qingxifang now works at the Hongdengzhao Palace of Preaching, and the duty of the Palace of Preaching is to manage the sect's true disciples.

Jiang Bao's transformation was to grant Wang Yulou the status of a true disciple of Hong Dengzhao.

"Yulou, it's been years since we last met. I never expected that. I told you back then that your future was definitely limitless."

Lao Jiang's magical power of hiding in silence did not work, and Wang Yulou finally saw his face clearly.

The standard appearance of an ordinary young monk is one of the standard appearances for children from wealthy families, just to keep a low profile and not be noticed.

Wang Xianmao actually followed the same route. It has always been like this in the world of immortal cultivation. The smarter a person is, the more low-key he or she is in normal times.

First, he praised Wang Yulou with nonsense that he had never said, and then, Jiang Bao turned and looked at Wang Xianmao.

"Brother, it's only been a dozen years. When I saw Yulou, I thought of a saying - heroes emerge from youth!"

Wang Xianmao and Jiang Bao chatted for a while and then put forward their own small request.

"I understand. Leopard understands."

Wang Rongwen and Zheng Yan ran around to prepare, and soon all the Wang family members in the West Sea, as long as they were still in the Immortal City and the nearby cities, came to Yuque Mansion.

Today, Wang Yulou has to learn the true teachings of the Red Lantern and take up the position of the manager of Wang's Xihai Branch at the same time.

According to the clan leader, this is just a publicity stunt so that Wang Yulou can have a legitimate reputation in the future.

The spiritual scene in the front yard of Yuque Mansion had been almost ready. The Wang family members were standing in the courtyard. Jiang Baobian stood solemnly in the corridor in front of the courtyard and took out a red lantern to show the headmaster's order.

"Wang Yulou is young and intelligent..., talented..., virtuous..., and kind...

"I was personally taught by Master Fu Jiao, and was admitted as a disciple of the Red Lantern. I was granted 10,000 spiritual stones, 2,000 points of true merit, a custom-made mid-grade spiritual weapon, one quota for inner disciples, and five quota for outer disciples."

These rewards did not include Hua Wang’s spiritual stones; they were simply rewards from Hong Dengzhao to his true disciples.

The six disciple quotas are to help the true disciples better integrate into the Red Lantern Society - bring their families and their own factions, so as to better contribute to the Red Lantern Society.

Faced with the sect's reward, Yulou of course accepted it respectfully. The old man Jiang Baobian also encouraged Wang Yulou with a few words, which was considered as advice to the new junior brother on behalf of the senior brother who was the head of the sect.

Seeing that Yulou had received the headmaster's order, Wang Xianmao was also unambiguous. The Wang family did not have any such thing as a clan leader's order. He stepped to the position where Jiang Baobian had just stood and said in a deep voice.

“Yulou is the second true disciple of my Wang family in the Red Lantern Film Studio. In the future, he will take over the responsibility of the Wang family.

In order to better train him, Patriarch Mangxiang sent him to the West Sea, and Wang's West Sea Villa was born.

Your most important task in the future is to help Yulou gain a foothold in the West Sea. You cannot be submissive on the surface and do inappropriate things secretly just because Yulou is young.

The family will not treat unfairly any member who has made contributions to the family. There are too many examples of this.

But if someone says one thing in public and another in private, he is a two-faced person and is not loyal or honest to the family."

Wang Xianmao paused, and his voice became deeper.

"Wang Jiahui is the best example!"

"We will follow the orders of the patriarch!" Everyone obeyed.

Zhou Yingxi could feel that her husband's body beside her stiffened slightly.

He was actually nervous?

Nonsense, how can I not be nervous? From today on, Wang Yulou will truly build a power of his own.

This force is currently pitifully small. Even if the Black Dragon Horse is included, there are only two people in the Foundation Establishment stage.

There are five people in the late stage of Qi training, but three of them are independent cultivators brought by Zheng Yan.

There are six others who are practicing Qi, and six who are practicing Qi Guiding.

A total of eighteen people, plus a big demon black dragon horse, this is the foundation for Wang Yulou to start his business.
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"Fighting Arena? Did you gain this experience from the racetrack?"

The patriarch asked with interest.

“Yes, the West Sea is a good place, but the opportunity here lies in hunting monsters, and hunting monsters means gambling with your life.

A group of demon-hunting monks went out, some of them became blood food for the demon beasts, and some of them were lucky enough to become successful demon hunters.

Between life and death, those demon-hunting monks are like a taut bowstring, which is why places like Mingyue Ye have such good business.

The fighting arena is a place where you compete with shops like Mingyueye for business.

It is very expensive to go to a moonlit night to relieve your inner pain, but it is not that expensive to watch a fight in the fighting arena, and you can also learn the experience of hunting monsters.

When monks compete with each other, they can be ranked according to their wins, and the competition can be held again every few years to reward the winners.

The battles between monks and monsters can be promoted by claiming to help monster hunters broaden their horizons and learn experience, thereby attracting customers.

There is definitely a lot of potential in setting up a fighting arena in the West Sea. If it develops well in the future, it may even have the opportunity to become a special and unique existence that is no less than the Demon-Suppressing Treasure Tower and the Myriad Laws Source and Flow Hub. "

Wang Xianmao understood Wang Yulou's idea, which was nothing more than combining the models of the horse racing track and the Talisman Masters Tournament. Judging from the current status of the two, Wang Yulou's idea of setting up a fighting arena might actually work.

"It's just that places like Yulou and the fighting arena should at least be the size of the Qingxifang racecourse.

But the land prices in Xiancheng are extremely high now, even the rent is expensive. If you want to open a fighting arena, you will probably have to spend a lot of money."

Wang Yulou pointed to the south and asked with a smile.

"Have you heard of the Nanfu City Development Department, Chief?"

(End of this chapter)