Socially anxious me transmigrated to a world of cultivation.

"Since it's been kept secret for so long, how could it have been leaked?"

Pingfan spoke casually, but deep down he couldn't help but tremble.

Upon hearing the ordinary question, Chen Ming chuckled and slowly replied.

"This junior does know a little!"

"It seems that the disciple of the Snow Sword Sect's fallen patriarch has returned and even broken through to the Mahayana stage!"

"After learning of his master's death, he wanted to seek revenge, but was stopped by people from the sect!"

"So that person had no choice but to declare that he would fight the Purple Thunder Sect and the Cloud Gang Sect to the death!"

After hearing what Chen Ming said, Pingfan instantly realized who he was talking about.

Besides him, Master's only disciples are Senior Sister Lu Qinglian and Senior Brother Yuan Ren.

The only one who has returned to the sect now is Senior Brother Yuan Ren, who led his junior brother from Bianliang to the Heavenly Road a hundred years ago.

Thinking of this, Pingfan nodded slowly and said casually.

"So that's how it is! Great sects truly live up to their reputation! The fall of a Mahayana stage ancestor has other disciples ready to take his place!"

Although Wen Hujiu and Chen Ming could not see Pingfan's expression, they were stunned by his heartfelt words, and only one thought remained in their minds.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong? Is this person really only on good terms with one person from the Snow Sword Sect, and that his loss of composure is due to that person's surname being Xu?"

Thinking this to themselves, Wen Hujiu and Chen Ming exchanged a glance, both seeing the doubt in each other's eyes.

As if sensing the doubts in their hearts, Pingfan coughed lightly and said.

"cough~"

"Alright! Being located on the edge of Central Continent and not far from the Snow Sword Sect of the Northern Region, it's only natural to learn about their situation!"

"However, our power is still too small. It's not our place to worry about such a large power!"

After saying that, Pingfan picked up the teacup, brought it to his lips, took a sip, and continued speaking.

"Right now, let's worry about our future development!"

Upon hearing this, the two instantly perked up, having been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Pingfan put down his teacup and slowly said.

"If you want to expand your influence, it will be difficult to make further progress relying solely on your two families."

At this point, Pingfan paused, looked at the two of them thoughtfully, and said.

"Unless you only want to stay on the edge of Zhongzhou and don't want to move your family closer to the center!"

Upon hearing Pingfan's words, Wen Hujiu immediately stood up, bowed to Pingfan, and said respectfully.

"Does the senior have a solution?"

Seeing Wen Hu Jiu like this, Chen Ming, who was standing to the side, also stood up, bowed to Ping Fan, and said respectfully.

"Please give your orders, senior, and I will do my utmost to fulfill them!"

Looking at the two people who were so respectful, Pingfan raised his hand and sent out a burst of spiritual energy to help them up, and said softly.

"Since I promised to help both of your families grow stronger, I will certainly not go back on my word!"

Upon hearing Pingfan's words, the two had already put their earlier suspicions about Pingfan's identity to the back of their minds.

Now, the two of them had only one thought in their minds: as long as this person could make their family prosper, they didn't care who he was!

Looking at the expressions on their faces, Pingfan nodded in satisfaction and said slowly.

"If you want to grow stronger, it's clearly impossible for you to do so on your own!"

"After all, you have too few cultivation resources and your strength is too low, yet you still manage to dominate this area!"

"Once we get closer to the center of Zhongzhou, I'm afraid your strength will only be enough to deal with the younger generation of those powerful forces!"

At this point, Pingfan deliberately paused, looked at the two people's increasingly unpleasant expressions, and then continued.

"Therefore, if we want to develop, we must acquire more cultivation resources to enhance the overall strength of the clan!"

As he spoke, Pingfan looked at the two of them, his tone becoming serious, and said in a deep voice.

"Send men to scout out the other cities and see what their strength is!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Hujiu and Chen Ming were stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening. They looked at each other, and the former frowned and looked at Pingfan, asking.

"Senior, do you intend for our two families to annex other families in other cities?"

"That's right! Only in this way can we obtain more cultivation resources!"

Upon receiving a positive answer from Pingfan, both Wen Hujiu and Chen Ming wore expressions of unease.

Seeing this, the man frowned slightly beneath his ordinary mask and asked in a displeased tone.

"What? You're not willing?"

Sensing the displeasure in Pingfan's tone, the two quickly shook their heads and said...

"Senior, you've misunderstood! That's not what we meant!"

After saying that, Wen Hujiu hesitated for a moment, then sighed.

"To be honest, senior, our two families are the weakest among all the families in the cities of Zhongzhou!"

Then Chen Ming's face showed bitterness, and he quickly echoed.

"That's right! Families located in cities on the outskirts of Zhongzhou all have at least one cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage!"

Upon hearing this, Pingfan threw his head back and laughed loudly, then, under the two men's puzzled gazes, he snorted disdainfully.

"You're only at the late Nascent Soul stage! Don't forget you still have me!"

Upon hearing this, the two froze for a moment, then instantly realized what was happening and thought to themselves.

"How could I forget about this person? Although I don't know his exact cultivation level, he was able to defeat us easily, so dealing with a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator should be a piece of cake for him!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Hujiu and the other man showed excitement on their faces and quickly echoed each other.

"Senior is right! He's just a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator; he's not even worth your attention!"

Seeing the two people's flattering expressions, Pingfan was displeased but did not correct them. Instead, he waved his hand at them and said...

"Are there any spiritual medicines that can help cultivate the soul?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Hujiu and the other man were taken aback, then realized what was happening and asked softly.

"Senior, do you wish to help your disciple enhance his divine soul?"

Seeing Pingfan nod, Wen Hujiu and Chen Ming exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth, and each produced a storage ring in their hands, saying in unison.

"Senior, this is the last spiritual medicine of the Wen family, and it happens to be the perfect medicine to aid in the cultivation of the divine soul!"

"Senior, this is a gift from the Chen family to you! It's not part of the annual tribute!"

Seeing the two people holding out the storage ring in their hands, Pingfan didn't hesitate for long before taking it and putting it into his pocket.

After putting away the storage ring, Pingfan slowly stood up and said calmly.

"Send people to investigate the situation of the families in the nearby cities as soon as possible!"

"After a few days, once my disciple's divine soul has broken through, we will go and annex those families!"

After saying that, Pingfan raised his hand and waved it lightly, tearing open a passage in the space in front of him, and stepped into it.

After the ordinary figure completely disappeared into the spatial passage, the crack also disappeared.

Seeing Pingfan leave, Wen Hujiu and Chen Ming both breathed a sigh of relief, then plopped down in their chairs, with the former remarking.

"Being with this person makes you feel like you're being pressed down by an invisible pressure, making you afraid to even breathe!"