Chaos Spirit Field

The leader of the East Continent Alliance verified that Zhao Shanhe's method was indeed feasible, but in reality it was not very useful. After all, consuming so many resources was enough to cultivate several Jindan stage cultivators.

The reason Zhao Shanhe was so eager to spread the word was simply because he was hiding a huge secret, and he was afraid of thieves not stealing it but of thieves thinking about it. He suddenly realized that Yang Hui's secret seemed even more shocking.

You know, it's only been a month since Yang Hui started practicing, and yet she's already reached the astonishing eighth level of Qi Refining! This cultivation speed is truly bizarre and strange. Tan Tai Mingyue also has a natural spiritual root, so the gap between them is almost as big as heaven and earth.

Despite Yang Hui's ever-increasing cultivation, she could not escape the haunting nightmares. Zhao Shanhe, searching through countless books and exhausting his energy, could not find a cure to completely eradicate the condition. In desperation, he came up with a solution that wasn't a solution at all. Unexpectedly, the results were beyond his wildest dreams.

As night fell quietly and all was silent, Yang Hui, as usual, nestled in Zhao Shanhe's warm embrace and fell asleep peacefully. As her cultivation became more advanced, the scenes she saw in her dreams became clearer and clearer.

In the quiet room, Zhao Shanhe suddenly heard Yang Hui roar loudly, "You rascal, don't take another step forward! Otherwise, my brother will make you into a barbecued monkey."

Zhao Shanhe felt the name "spraying monkey" sounded familiar, but he couldn't place where he'd heard it. After Yang Hui's shout, he gradually grew quieter, as if he'd overcome his fear and remained unaware, his mouth occasionally uttering incoherent words.

If Zhao Shanhe could hear what Yang Hui said clearly, he would probably be able to guess her identity and might even break out in a cold sweat.

After a month of deliberation, the Qingniu Sect's leadership finally came up with new sect rules. Upon their announcement, the entire sect erupted in outcry, with ordinary disciples cheering and praising the Sect Master's wisdom. Those direct disciples, like eggplants struck by frost, felt their days of lying low were gone. Even if they were reluctant, they had no choice but to follow through; after all, their Master had approved.

The smooth implementation of the sect's new regulations was due in part to Tantai Mieming's unwavering resolve, but more importantly, it was because Qingniu Market had officially joined the Merchant Alliance and would receive a certain quota of high-end goods each year. This was of immense significance to the sect's senior leaders, especially the two elders.

When Zhao Shanhe saw Tantai Mieming coming to his door, he was furious. He said respectfully, "I wonder what brings you here, Master?"

Upon hearing this, Tantai Mieming was very confused and couldn't help asking, "Shanhe boy, what do you mean by that? Have I offended you in some way?"

However, Zhao Shanhe remained silent in the face of his question. Tantai Mieming pondered the issue, but still couldn't figure it out. He couldn't figure out where he had gone wrong, so he reluctantly asked again, "Can you give me a hint? Let me know where I went wrong!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shanhe didn't respond. Instead, he turned and left, closing the gate behind him. Tantai Mieming was stunned, completely bewildered. In the past, he would have forced his way in and given him a good lesson.

Tan Tai Mieming had no choice but to leave Zhao Shanhe's residence and ran to complain to his son and daughter-in-law. He grumbled, "I'm so pissed off! I don't know what's wrong with Zhao Shanhe. Today, he didn't call me Grandpa, but Sect Leader. I asked him how I'd offended him, but he locked me out without a word. Mei'er, tell me how I've wronged him."

Xiao Meir said, "Father, you handed the matter of Qingniu Market joining the Merchant Alliance to the Third Elder. How could Zhao Shanhe not be angry? It was only because he was concerned about the overall situation that he didn't interfere."

Tantai Mieming then realized that he was only concerned with the interests of the sect and had not taken Zhao Shanhe's feelings into consideration. He said, "Mei'er, what should we do? How about you help me persuade him? The Qingniu Sect still has a lot of things that need his help."

"Father, I believe that the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. You must go in person. If Zhao Shanhe develops a grudge and becomes alienated from the sect, it will be more trouble than it's worth."

Tantai Mieming frowned and fell into a brief moment of thought. Then, gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a great decision. He said dejectedly, "Forget it! I'll risk my old face and beg for his forgiveness."

At this moment, Zhao Shanhe saw Tantai Mieming reappear. His face was expressionless, but he still replied respectfully, "Master, why do you summon me so many times?"

Tan Tai Mieming sighed and said to Zhao Shanhe earnestly, "Shanhe, it was indeed Grandpa who made the mistake this time. He shouldn't have handed the matter of Qingniu Market joining the Merchant Alliance to the Third Elder. I have my own reasons."

Zhao Shanhe had prepared a bunch of rebuttals in his mind. As long as Tan Tai Mieming brought up Ouyang Bufan, he would make him speechless.

Tan Tai Mieming sighed and said, "A debt of devotion must be repaid. It's my fault for not being able to control my lower body. For my sake, please write off your grudge with the Third Elder."

Zhao Shanhe's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief as he demanded, "Grandpa, could the sect rumors be true? Did you really kill the Third Elder's husband? And that Tan Tai Yulong... could he also be your illegitimate child?"

Tan Tai Mieming was so angry that he raised his hand and gently knocked Zhao Shanhe's head. He said in a bad mood, "Nonsense, I am not so wicked. After the Third Elder's husband passed away, she was worried about being bullied in the sect and wanted to find someone to rely on. I made a mistake because I felt sorry for her."

Zhao Shanhe teased, "Grandpa, putting aside the Third Elder's character, he's pretty decent looking. What on earth do you want from me?"

After chatting about gossip, it was time to talk about business. Tan Tai Mieming said, "Shanhe boy, can you contribute some of your top-grade foundation-building pills to the sect?"

"Grandpa, there's no such thing as a free lunch. The market price of my top-grade foundation-building pill is 300,000 mid-grade spirit stones. Selling it to the sect for 270,000 is quite a discount, isn't it?"

"Shanhe boy, isn't 270,000 too much? 300,000 is the price at the auction."

"Grandpa, the price offered by the Immortal Treasure Pavilion for my top-grade foundation-building pieces is 270,000. 300,000 is the price set by the Alchemy Alliance. For your sake, I'll reduce it by another 20,000, to 250,000 per piece, ten pieces per year."

Tantai Mieming bargained and said, "Shanhe, isn't ten per year too little?"

"Grandpa, ten are enough to sell. To support your reform of the sect, I will personally donate two as prizes for this sect competition. If you have any other requests, I will have to leave the Qingniu Sect."

"Shanhe, I'm still waiting for you to take over the Qingniu Sect."

"Grandpa, the head of the Qingniu Sect is a burden to me. Please stop doing such thankless tasks. My goal is the sea of stars."