Fu Changsheng dragged the brothel manager to the gatehouse, closed the door, identified the direction, and quickly reached the backyard by passing through the long corridor.
There were a dozen or so courtyards of various sizes in the backyard.
Each courtyard was guarded by five large and burly guards at the entrance.
Fu Changsheng glanced around and walked towards the courtyard on the southwest side with red lanterns hanging, and indeed saw a plaque with "Cui Xiang Garden" written on the Moon Gate.
With a tap of his toe on the ground.
He jumped directly over the wall.
At the main house entrance, there were surprisingly two guards standing, and sounds of a struggle came from inside.
Fu Changsheng flicked his index finger.
Two streams of True Qi landed on the dizziness acupoint of the guards like lightning, causing them to collapse with a faint body as he kicked open the door, only to be momentarily stunned by the scene before his eyes.
He saw a fat man with a bare chest lying on the ground covered in blood, with a Phoenix Seeking Phoenix Vermilion Hairpin startlingly stuck in his neck, and blood bubbling out from his neck.
Molan, who was huddled in the corner, heard the door open and suddenly looked up.
Seeing Fu Changsheng,
she thought he was a hitman from the Ten Thousand Flowers Tower.
Her eyes were panicked but carried a trace of determination, yet she stubbornly said:
"Although I was born in the tower, I have never sold myself to your Ten Thousand Flowers Tower. I just defended myself, even if I were to stand before the county magistrate, I wouldn't be afraid!"
The woman's clothes were disheveled.
Yet she naturally exuded a heroic spirit.
Fu Changsheng smiled slightly; as expected of a future Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, daring to kill before even stepping into cultivation. He stepped forward and raised his right foot, directly stamping the entire Phoenix Seeking Phoenix Vermilion Hairpin into the man's neck, causing the struggling man to die immediately.
Confusion flashed in Molan's eyes.
Fu Changsheng waved his sleeve, and a scroll slowly unfolded.
The woman saw the portrait on the scroll.
Her body trembled!
Before her mother passed, she once gave her a scroll, telling her the man in the portrait was her father, but the mother also didn't know the father's name or origin.
She had looked at this portrait countless times at night.
It was exactly the same as the one in front of her.
Fu Changsheng, seeing this, explained his background and identity, prompting a mixture of astonishment and joy in Molan's eyes, though upon learning her biological father was deceased, a trace of sorrow was added to her gaze.
Fu Changsheng said:
"I came here specifically to take you back to the ancestral land, to recognize your ancestors and return to your lineage. If you have the talent for cultivation, you can also practice with us. Are you willing?"
Molan was stunned.
The Fu Family was one of the five Qi Cultivation Clans. Although fallen, it wasn't something secular great clans could compare to. Generally, children born from courtesans like her are not recorded in the family register.
But the other party not only allowed her to recognize her ancestors and return to her lineage,
but also invited her to learn the Immortal Cultivation Method.
A warm stream flowed through her cold heart.
She immediately stood up.
Directly performed a grand salute to Fu Changsheng:
"Clan sister Molan pays her respects to the Patriarch!"
Fu Changsheng slightly nodded.
Sincerely said:
"You are the only bloodline left by the tenth uncle in the world. I will protect you in all things in the future, and I promise that today's situation will never happen again."
Growing up in a brothel, a place of the lowest social stratum, Fu Molan heard such warm words for the first time, touched her heart, and her eyes turned red.
At this moment.
A familiar voice suddenly sounded in Fu Changsheng's mind:
"Ding"
"You have found the rare millennium cultivation prodigy for the family and successfully gained Fu Molan's recognition. However, as Fu Molan is of mortal body, the future holds infinite variables, earning thirty Clan Contribution Points."
In the next instant.
The value of contribution points soared to sixty.
Fu Changsheng was both surprised and delighted.
When his eldest brother, third brother, and fourth sister recognized him as the Patriarch previously, the three together only amounted to ten contribution points, but Molan alone was thirty, worthy of being a future Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.
The panel glowed with a yellow light.
The random drawing button lit up simultaneously.
Now, even if he draws once, there are still ten contribution points remaining, enough to exchange for five pieces of information.
This trip was indeed worth it.
He resisted the urge to draw immediately and said to Fu Molan:
"It's not appropriate to stay here long; let's go."
As he spoke.
Fu Changsheng draped the Invisibility Cloak over Molan, took her over the back wall, and quickly left the Ten Thousand Flowers Tower. After exiting the town and arriving at a fork in the road, Fu Molan suddenly stopped, performed a salute to Fu Changsheng, and said:
"Patriarch, could you help me kill two more people?"
Even though Fu Molan lowered her head.
The hatred in her eyes was overflowing:
"Patriarch"
"Although my mother was engaged in laughter at the Ten Thousand Flowers Tower, she sold art, not herself, until she met my father, who only stayed for one night but left behind a thousand taels of silver. After redeeming herself, my mother returned home, initially treated carefully by my aunt. But seeing my mother was easy to bully, she and my elder uncle deceived my mother out of all her redemption silver and sold her back to the Ten Thousand Flowers Tower."
"Since then"
"My mother became depressed; had it not been for raising me to adulthood, she would have taken her life long ago."
"When my mother was seriously ill and needed ginseng to prolong her life, I specially sent someone to my elder uncle's house, hoping they would lend me fifty taels for the sake of a thousand taels of silver, but upon learning of my mother's condition, not only didn't they lend money, but they also had the clan elders remove my mother's name from the register."
"If it weren't for them, my mother wouldn't have passed so early, and we wouldn't have lived in such precariousness for these past ten years."
Upon hearing this, Fu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was naturally protective, and after listening to Molan's account, he immediately said:
"Molan, point a direction, where does that heartless elder uncle of yours live?"
"Luo Family Village in the Western Suburbs outside the city!"
Fu Molan's voice trembled with excitement.
Fu Changsheng nodded.
The Luo Family Village in the Western Suburbs, considering bringing Molan, would take about half a day for a round trip since it's on the Li Family territory, and he didn't want any complications, so he brought Fu Molan to Qiuli Mountain outside the city, settled her there, and said:
"I'll be right back, remember, no matter who comes, don't step out of the cave, understand?"
Fu Molan immediately nodded.
At the same time warned:
"Luo Cunming, that beast, is now the richest man in Luo Family Village, with no fewer than dozens of house guards. Patriarch, you must be cautious."
"Rest assured!"
Fu Changsheng descended from Qiuli Mountain.
After some thought.
His mind fell on the panel in the Sea of Divine Sense and said:
"Exchange for information."
With a buzz, the panel lit up.
Yellow light surged.
Following that, lines of text appeared:
[1: The soil under the Silver Star Tree of Kuili Mountain contains streaks of Three-Colored Soil, which, when used to cultivate Spirit Field, will have unexpected effects.]
[2: Your family's fifty acres of Spirit Field will be infested with a type of Blood Spirit Insect in two months, which will completely consume the seedlings of Red Marrow Rice.]
[3: Luo Cunming from Luo Family Village picked up a piece of Warm Sun Jade from Antique Street, which, if carried, will make cultivation much more effective for Low-Tier Qi Cultivators.]
[4:...]