Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

With a smile on his face, Zhao Ruize began to introduce everyone in the room one by one.

"My eldest daughter and second daughter are already married, and my eldest son, second son, and third son are all out there taking care of business. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to see them. This is my fourth son, Zhao Chenyang..."

Wang Qiye looked at them one by one and got a general idea of ​​the people in the room.

The Zhao family is indeed a big family that has been in business for more than 2000 years. The young men and women present here are all no more than 20 years old.

These are only a very small number of people. Those who have the qualifications to practice have been sent to the fairy mountain. They are still in the process of training their business talents.

When they turn 20, they will be sent to different places to be responsible for a store on their own.

But if a woman could marry a cultivator, that would be a different story.

The master of the Zhao family has six sons and three daughters. Jiuer is the only unmarried daughter, so she is naturally treated very well.

As for the three sons who still remain in the mansion and have not been sent out, Zhao Ruize shook his head helplessly.

Every wealthy family will have a few playboys. These pieces of mud are hopeless and can only be kept as waste.

When he introduced several ladies, he felt a little embarrassed. There were eight of them sitting at the banquet alone. As for the concubines, they were not even qualified to sit at the table.

The younger generations of the Zhao family's main family and branch families who have no talent for cultivation must receive training in the main family before they can be in charge of a store.

Therefore, those who entered this banquet today are all descendants of the Zhao family who will be able to hold up the sky in the future.

Wang Qiye accidentally met Zhao Linger. The girl was still angry and the fierceness in her eyes was not concealed.

That gaze was like a sharp thorn, shooting straight at Wang Qiye.

He just smiled and turned his head away.

There was a hint of nonchalance in that smile, as if he didn't care about Zhao Linger's anger at all.

The Zhao family is indeed a wealthy family that can rival a country. This table of spirit beast banquet costs no less than 2000 spirit stones. The five tables have consumed a total of spirit stones today.

The dazzling array of dishes exuded an enticing aroma, and each dish sparkled with spiritual light, making people salivate.

Since the host was so hospitable, Wang Qiye would not be polite.

The main reason was that he had been down the mountain for more than a year, and apart from enjoying a month in Xueyue Tower in Stone City, he had never had a good meal.

Today's sumptuous banquet made him very greedy.

His eyes lit up, like a hungry wolf seeing a fat lamb, and he couldn't wait to start feasting.

Zhao Linger has been keeping an eye on this security guard. Since he was born in Lingxi Valley, she really doesn't dare to do anything to him.

"But he's just a security guard now. I must think of a way to teach him a lesson. Especially when I see him eating so voraciously, the more I watch him, the more disgusted I become." She gritted her teeth, secretly thinking about how to teach Wang Qiye a lesson.

Wang Qiye has never been fussy about details. Maybe it was because he was once hit by a car in the past, so he is a bit casual. It is more satisfying to eat this magical bird by grabbing it with his hands.

He ate with his mouth full of oil, and his bold posture formed a sharp contrast with the elegance of the people around him.

When Mr. Zhao saw this, his smile became even wider. He thought that the man had no connections in the mountains and couldn't usually enjoy such good food and wine, which was why he behaved like this.

"It seems that as long as I can gain some benefits from Xu, it is not impossible to keep him in the Zhao Mansion." He had a wishful thinking in his mind, but he didn't know that his idea was far from the fact.

If he knew Wang Qiye's wealth, he would probably just smile bitterly. The huge gap would probably make him drop his jaw and regret his self-righteousness at the moment.

The dinner was a great success for both the host and the guests, and even the three Nascent Soul cultivators were treated as guests of honor.

Wang Qiye had already met Zhan Yuemiao and Wanqi Fei, both Nascent Soul cultivators. Tang Xuan, the leader of the Zhao family's guards, was actually a female cultivator, which surprised Wang Qiye a little.

After hearing Mr. Zhao's explanation that Tang Xuan also served as Zhao Linger's martial arts master, Wang Qiye felt relieved.

Wang Qiye nodded to the three of them. Since they were all working people, they knew each other.

But when Zhan Yuemiao looked over, he had a gloomy face, as if someone owed him 800 yuan.

……

A few days later.

"Bang bang."

Two soft knocks on the door came from outside the house. The sound was particularly clear in the silent atmosphere.

Wang Qiye, who was meditating, slowly stopped and stood up. He had a rare chance of free time these days, so he patiently practiced his skills.

He pushed the door open calmly, and outside stood a handsome and elegant man in fine clothes.

The young man was dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes, with a warm jade pendant tied around his waist. He had an upright posture, handsome face, and an innate nobility between his brows.

Zhao Chenyang saw the real master, smiled and bowed. "Meet the guard of the palace, the Crow."

Wang Qiye also smiled. "Mr. Zhao Si, there is no need to be polite. Don't worry about my status outside. Now that I have served you, just give me your orders."

"I dare not, I dare not." Zhao Chenyang smiled apologetically.

"There is a small gathering today, so I would like to ask Raven to go with us." His eyes were full of anticipation and his tone was a little cautious.

Wang Qiye nodded, ready to use himself to keep up appearances.

"Let's go." His answer was concise and clear, without any hesitation. He raised his leg and followed Zhao Chenyang out.

The two then got on a carriage. To Wang Qiye's surprise, Zhao Ling'er was also in the carriage.

She sat upright on one side with a graceful figure, but after seeing Wang Qiye get on the car, she turned her head away and no longer looked at him.

That pretty profile now showed a bit of stubbornness and indifference, as if she was deliberately drawing a line between herself and Wang Qiye.

Wang Qiye didn't get angry with a little girl. He just looked at Zhao Chenyang curiously with a questioning look.

Zhao Chenyang understood and said with a smile, "I am not satisfied with the raven guarding the courtyard. This is just a small gathering in our small circle in a month."

Wang Qiye nodded. The Lord of Rencong Domain and the Crown Prince were still alive and would not die of old age within a hundred years. It was no wonder that the new generation below, lacking the motivation to grow, began to indulge in luxury and indulge in pleasure.

He secretly sighed in his heart that the prosperity and vanity of the world often make people lose their way.

The carriage drove all the way to the second inner city, the wheels rolling and making a "gurgling" sound.

After a round of inspection, the guards looked at the people in the carriage with sharp eyes, and only waved their hands to let them go after confirming that they were all right.

Finally, the carriage stopped at the back door of a luxurious villa.

This villa is magnificent, with towering walls surrounding it, exuding a mysterious and majestic atmosphere.

"Mr. Zhao, you are here."

A young man in the same brocade robe came over to greet them. His steps were urgent and brisk, his face was filled with a warm smile, and his eyes were full of expectation.

When he saw a pretty figure, his smile grew wider.

"Miss Ling'er, you are here too." His eyes were instantly attracted by Zhao Ling'er. His eyes flashed with admiration and his voice became more gentle.

Although Zhao Linger was not fond of Wang Hongliang, she did not dare to offend him and nodded slightly as a return gesture.

Her movements were elegant but slightly distant, and the smile on her face was faint, as if it was just a polite response.

Zhao Chenyang greeted him with a smile. "Thank you for waiting here, Young Master Wang. Let's go in."

Wang Hongliang waved his hand, "Please."

Several people followed him into the luxurious backyard.

There are pavilions and towers in the courtyard, the rockery and ponds complement each other, and the flowers are in full bloom, which is beautiful beyond words.

Zhao Chenyang quietly approached Wang Qiye and briefly introduced him. "This is Wang Hongliang, the grandson of the Minister of Industry. The second son of His Royal Highness the Third Prince will also be here soon."

Wang Qiye nodded. It turned out that this was a gathering among the younger generations.

"Then why don't we meet in the inner city?" He asked with confusion in his eyes.

Zhao Chenyang looked embarrassed. "To be honest, there are too many elders in the inner city, and I can't afford to offend any of them. I'm afraid that I might anger someone so late at night, and the banquet will end in displeasure."

"There aren't so many concerns in these two urban areas, so you can have more fun."

Wang Qiye nodded in understanding. A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in his eyes, and he had a deeper understanding of the thoughts of these powerful children.

The bright moon was rising, hanging obliquely on the branches, but the lights in the rockery and waterside pavilion in the backyard had just been lit.

The soft moonlight poured down like water, interweaving with the bright light of the lanterns, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.

"Mr. Zhao, you're here early today." A young man who arrived early waved over here. His voice was particularly clear in the quiet night, and there was a kind smile on his face.

"Mr. Dou, you've arrived early too." When Zhao Chenyang heard the familiar voice, he looked towards the waterside pavilion. Especially when he saw the beautiful figure next to him, his pace quickened.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and his feet moved quickly, as he was eager to get closer.

Dou Fujin said with a smile, "Come up quickly, I'm almost suffocating alone."

The group walked up to the waterside pavilion, and Zhao Chenyang bowed to the woman next to Dou Fujin. "Qianyu, you're here too."

Dou Qianyu smiled sweetly and returned the greeting. "Greetings, Master Zhao, Sister Ling'er."

"Who is this?" Her smile was as beautiful as a blooming spring flower, and her eyes fell on Wang Qiye curiously.

Zhao Chenyang said proudly. "This is the raven guard that our Zhao Mansion just invited from Lingxi Valley."

The eyes of the people around were all on this short-haired Taoist priest, and even the five long swords on his back were carefully examined.

Some of those gazes were filled with curiosity, some with scrutiny, and some with awe.

Zhao Chenyang really appreciated their gazes. Like a rooster with its tail raised, he slowly sat down next to Dou Fujin's table.

His face was filled with a satisfied smile and his heart was filled with pride.

Zhang Jianlan, the security guard of the Yashi Building who was standing next to Dou Fujin, nodded at Wang Qiye, and the two of them simply greeted each other.

"Master Hong has arrived."

As soon as they sat down, they heard a loud shout from the back door and looked over from the waterside pavilion.