The Cangling Zhang family dominates the continent!

"Palace Master, I heard that my third brother said that you have a way to cure his stuttering problem. I wonder if it is true?" After finishing the business, Murong Bo looked at Zhang Chentian and asked, his eyes full of expectation.

Zhang Chentian smiled and nodded, "Of course it's true. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be no problem. My Cangling Zhang family was founded on alchemy, and we have preserved many alchemy recipes, including one called the Word Spirit Pill, a third-level low-grade recipe."

Murong Bo asked excitedly, "Is this Yanling Pill specifically used to treat stuttering?"

Zhang Chentian explained, "That's fine, but it's not entirely accurate. This pill can straighten the user's Qi and meridians, allowing them to flow more smoothly. It especially targets the meridians and Qi related to speech control, thereby improving stuttering and enabling the user to speak fluently."

Murong Bo was so excited that he almost jumped up: "Great! Third brother's stuttering can finally be solved! Thank you, Palace Master!"

When they were young, Murong Hai was often bullied and ridiculed because of his stuttering. Some people even deliberately imitated his speech for fun.

Every time something like this happened, Murong Hai would feel very sad and inferior, and could only hide in the corner and cry secretly.

When Murong Bo saw his brother being wronged, his heart ached.

However, now there is finally a way to cure Murong Hai's stuttering problem, how can Murong Bo not be excited!

“Refining a third-grade elixir is not a difficult task for our Zhang family, but the material for refining the Word Spirit Pill requires a third-grade spiritual fruit called the Word Spirit Fruit.

This spiritual fruit is extremely rare and requires a unique environment to grow, making it difficult to find. However, the other ingredients are not difficult to obtain; the Zhang family has a ready supply. Although Murong Bo was immersed in joy at this moment, Zhang Chentian still had to pour a bucket of cold water on him.

Hearing this news, Murong Bo was not discouraged, but smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, as long as there is hope."

Seeing Murong Bo's optimistic and positive attitude, Zhang Chentian couldn't help but laugh. He patted Murong Bo on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Don't worry, I'll post a bounty at the family's Zuixian Tower and Shuiyue Trading Company to find the Word Spirit Grass. I believe we'll be able to obtain it soon."

"Listen to the Palace Master!" Murong Bo nodded seriously.

He knew in his heart that the method Zhang Chentian mentioned was indeed the most effective.

If even this method cannot find the ruins, then with his own abilities, there is probably not much hope of finding it.

At this time, Zhang Chentian handed a storage bag to Murong Bo and made detailed arrangements:

"There are five fourth-grade high-grade talismans, seven fourth-grade mid-grade talismans, fifteen fourth-grade low-grade talismans, and thirty third-grade top-grade talismans. These talismans are both offensive and defensive. If you encounter danger, don't be stingy and just throw them away."

Hearing this, Murong Bo couldn't help but feel extremely shocked.

He never imagined that Zhang Chentian was so rich and possessed so many precious talismans.

But recalling what Zhang Chentian had said before - "Under the King Realm, I am invincible!", Murong Bo felt relieved.

After all, with such powerful strength, it is only natural to be more generous.

After Murong Bo took the storage bag, Zhang Chentian continued to instruct:

“Regarding the resources obtained from the Hai family, you can make your own arrangements based on the actual situation.

Don't be stingy with yourself and the disciples of Haoyue Palace.

The most important thing is to go all out to improve your cultivation. That's all I want to say. For the next few years, Haoyue Palace will be handed over to you."

After saying this, without waiting for his reply, Zhang Chentian disappeared in front of Murong Bo and flew towards Linghua Island.

After all, the ancestors have been on Linghua Island for more than a year, and no one knows how the family has been built.

In less than half a day, Zhang Chentian appeared above Linghua Island. Looking at the towering buildings and the busy figures of the tribesmen below, a smile appeared on Zhang Chentian's face.

"Yes, it seems that everyone has worked very hard this year!" Zhang Chentian said to himself.

Looking at Linghua Island, which has an architectural style similar to that of the Zhang family in Cangling Mountain, it was also within Zhang Chentian's expectations.

There are seven halls, and Zuixianlou and Shuiyue Trading Company are also under construction.

"It seems that everything is going in an orderly manner. I believe that it won't be long before our Zhang family will be able to gain a firm foothold on Linghua Island." Zhang Chentian nodded with satisfaction.

Thinking about this, Zhang Chentian landed on Linghua Island and walked forward.

"Chief! You're back!" A busy member of the tribe shouted in surprise.

"Greetings, Chief!" The others also stopped what they were doing and saluted respectfully.

……

As he walked, he greeted his fellow tribesmen.

"Hahaha, the work is almost done, so I came back to see you, Uncle Thirty-one, don't just look at me, your pants will fall off soon...and Aunt Twenty-two..." Seeing the tribesmen greeting him, Zhang Chentian responded with a smile.

Hearing this, Uncle Thirty-One looked down and found that his belt was indeed loose. He quickly pulled up his pants and smiled awkwardly.

Aunt Twenty-Two quickly grabbed the little kid in front of her to prevent him from falling.

Everyone burst into laughter and the atmosphere was relaxed and happy.

Zhang Chentian continued to walk forward with a smile on his face, his heart full of emotion: "As expected, home is still the best..." As he walked, he felt the enthusiasm of the tribesmen around him, and his heart couldn't help feeling very warm.

Looking at the smiles on the faces of his tribesmen, Zhang Chentian felt very pleased, and also felt that his efforts were rewarded.

After all, wasn't he practicing so hard just to protect himself and his fellow tribesmen?

At this moment, a familiar voice was heard: "Tian'er, you still remember to come back! Do you know how worried I was about you? You didn't come to Linghua Island as soon as you left the secret realm." Hearing this voice, Zhang Chentian was delighted. He turned around and saw a woman standing next to a big tree, staring at him closely.

This woman is Zhang Chentian’s mother, Luo Qinghan.

When Zhang Chentian saw his mother, he immediately ran up to her, hugged her gently, and called out, "Mom!"

Luo Qinghan gently stroked his son's hair, his eyes full of love, and murmured:

"My son has lost weight!"

After a while, Zhang Chentian finally let go of his hand and said to his mother, "I'm not thin, I'm strong!"