Chapter 206: Free Labor, Black-Hearted Chen Chuyang

Old Two has come back, how is Qinger? Is she better?

Chen Yuan waited for his younger brother to return, then anxiously came to inquire about the situation.

Chen Chen smiled and said, "All right, Nephew Chuyang is truly impressive; he settled it in just a few moves. Qinger is still being treated on the mountain; she should recover soon, maybe even turn misfortune into blessing."

Then I can rest easy; Qinger being unharmed is the best.

Chen Yuan felt relieved; he knew his son's abilities, and indeed he did not disappoint him or his second uncle. Chen Yuan knew Qinger's condition best—no one in the Chen Clan could heal her, and if his son Chen Chuyang also couldn't cure her, they'd likely truly pronounce a death sentence, awaiting burial.

Being able to cure her is the best outcome; then we wouldn't have to worry about other problems. The Chen Clan could also retain such a fine seedling. Qinger's talent and disposition are outstanding among the younger generation of the Chen Clan; besides Chen Chuyang, no one could completely surpass her.

If it were a boy, that would be even better; if it's a girl, it's not a big problem—she just couldn't inherit everything of the Chen Clan.

As long as Qinger doesn't leave the Chen Clan, she is a member of the Chen Clan.

"'From now on, you need to keep an eye on her—Qinger is too active; outside is dangerous, not like Longshe Cheng, where you can do anything and always return home. You should learn from your mistakes; don't let her go out wandering again.'"

"'No place compares to home; Longshe Cheng now is not what it used to be. Stay at home and cultivate in peace—the Chen Clan is getting better and better.'"

"'Hmm.' Second Uncle Chen Chen nodded; he also knew what the elder brother said was true—the Chen Clan is no longer what it once was."

Chen Yuan condensed his inner elixir and entered the Condensing Elixir stage; his nephew Chen Chuyang's strength became even more terrifying, capable of protecting the Chen Clan. Longshe Shan has abundant resources; within ten years, the Chen Clan will rise. Staying in the Chen Clan is far better than wandering outside, especially nephew Chen Chu, whose help to the Chen Clan is immense.

Longshe Shan has everything it should—various resources, medicinal pills included. In this situation, who would still want to leave?

There are still several Hundred Herbs Pills left; he hasn't tried their effects yet.

When Chen Yuan heard that Chen Chen had obtained a bottle of Hundred Herbs Pills, he blinked, stunned for a moment, then asked, "How much did it cost?"

He wanted to ask how much he had been swindled, but then realized that would damage his son's image and also make Chen Chen lose face, so he rephrased the question.

Chen Chen held up three fingers, his mood somewhat heavy.

Chen Yuan took a look and let out a breath of relief: "Three hundred spirit stones—acceptable, not a scam."

Chen Chen froze.

Staring straight at Chen Yuan, he said solemnly, "It's three thousand spirit stones, not three hundred."

Three hundred each.

Chen Yuan: "……"

A hiss.

"Three hundred each?"

That's too expensive; this price exceeds his expectations.

His son is being too ruthless—are they slaughtering a fat sheep like this?

It's his second uncle's first time up the mountain in years, and you're swindling him like this—truly a good son.

He never suffers a loss, and never lets anyone leave Longshe Shan empty-handed.

"'Exactly, Chuyang also said that he's giving me this price only because we're uncle and nephew; otherwise, others couldn't buy even a speck of pill dregs for three hundred spirit stones.'"

"……"

Chen Yuan fell silent.

Chen Chen saw his elder brother's expression and fell silent too; he seemed to realize he had been swindled.

After a moment.

Chen Chen asked weakly, "Did I overpay?"

Chen Yuan blinked and said helplessly, "Well, not really—it's just that the price is a bit beyond imagination; Hundred Herbs Pills are good stuff, hardly anyone in the Chen Clan has taken them, so being able to buy some is fortunate."

Chen Chen always felt there was hidden meaning in his elder brother's words, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was.

"'Elder brother, have I been swindled?'"

"'No such thing; Chuyang wouldn't swindle you, nor would he do such a thing—you're his paternal uncle, how could he swindle you?'"

To be honest, Chen Yuan felt his conscience ache.

On one side is his own younger brother; on the other, his own son.

Both palm and back are flesh; he could neither hurt nor offend either side, so he could only say this.

"'Then that's fine; I'm going into seclusion, elder brother.'"

"'Go ahead.'"

Chen Yuan saw his second brother off, then sat in the hall, sighing repeatedly.

"'Sigh.'"

The sighing sound rose and continued for half an hour.

Long Ming entered the hall, saw his appearance, and couldn't help but ask.

Chen Yuan told his wife everything in detail, without concealment; Long Ming heard it, sat beside him, and joined in sighing.

"'Your son is indeed a bit excessive—three hundred each, this price is somewhat outrageous, but still reasonable; the Hundred Herbs Pill is a medicinal pill refined by your son, its effect is still quite useful, three hundred spirit stones isn't expensive.'"

"'This is an acquaintance's price.'"

"\"Cough cough cough. \" Long Ming coughed violently, then forced an explanation: \"Your son also needs to make money, after all; this is quite reasonable. \""

Chen Yuan had nothing to say; the price was indeed fine, but you directly signed a contract—usury.

That interest is formidable.

Paternal uncle, you're treating him like this too—isn't it obvious you're swindling him?

Long Ming, this time, couldn't explain it.

Unable to explain, his son indeed went too far, but the two of them—one willing to strike, the other willing to endure—you can't intervene; let them settle it themselves, and just pretend you know nothing about it.

"'You're right, dear; why have I been worrying so much?'"

Chen Yuan figured it out; he wouldn't bother, nor did he want to.

Qinger's matter is settled; that's enough; the rest is merely an accident.

Thinking this way, his heart felt much better.

……

On Longshe Shan.

After the Five Elements Sword was repaired, Chen Qinger began practicing sword, drilling her new sword technique 'Five Elements Sword Technique', practicing sword in front of Chen Chuyang.

Her figure was graceful, the five elements manifested on her body.

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, the five elements, representing the Five Phases.

It also represented her understanding and comprehension of this sword technique; Chen Chuyang sat beside her watching, occasionally offering pointers.

"The sword technique is good, but the strength is lacking; move up a bit, yes, just like that."

"Footwork, don't be too stiff; follow your sword's movement."

"Your strength is a bit lacking, and your body's coordination is much worse."

"The sword technique is still not bad; you need to strengthen your foundation."

Chen Qinger stopped, standing in front of Chen Chuyang, like a well-behaved baby.

"Chuyang brother, what should I do?"

Chen Chuyang pointed to his elder brother Chen Chusheng down the mountain and said, "You go over there to work too, following my elder brother."

"Whatever he tells you to do, you do it; you must not talk back, and you must not use true qi."

Chen Qinger watched for a while, then finally nodded: "Okay."

Thus, there was one more person working.

The three of them worked together, forging their bodies, forging their bones; this could enhance their bodily control.

No matter what one cultivates, one must have a good body, and have good control over one's strength; then any sword technique or cultivation method can be improved.

As the saying goes, when one method is mastered, all methods are mastered.