Chapter 532: Longevity: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Chapter 532 Wang Han

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

As soon as Xu Zhangqing and the others stepped through the main gate of the Wang Mansion, they were stunned by the luxury that rushed at them.

Facing them was a white marble screen wall, carved with a picture of fish playing among colored lotuses.

The fish were carp, lifelike, each holding a reflective golden pearl in its mouth.

The lotuses were pink lotuses, and among the layered petals were hidden a few rare diamonds.

Without waiting for anyone to ask, Wang Han stroked his plump belly as he boasted, "This screen wall — last year I hired the capital's top craftsmen, and it took them three months to carve it."

Xu Zhangqing and the others didn't really understand; Yu Shi nodded lightly: "Indeed, not bad."

Next, the group passed through the screen wall, and facing them was a blue stone slab road wide enough for horses to gallop.

On both sides stood not plants, but gilded bronze cranes, each crane's beak holding burning sandalwood incense, wisps of smoke curling upward into the sky.

Directly opposite stood a five-bay hip-roofed main hall, covered in blue tiles, with palm-sized copper bells hanging under the eaves that rang ding-dang when the wind blew.

Sounds came from inside, as if someone was speaking.

When Xu Zhangqing's party entered, they discovered a group of beautiful women.

Each wore gorgeous clothing, adorned with gold and silver.

But looking at their faces, the vast majority were no older than thirty, and several were only seventeen or eighteen.

The moment they saw Wang Han, they immediately stood and bowed, voices soft to the point of cloying: "Master has returned~"

Wang Han said fiercely: "Honored guests have arrived, what are you standing there dazed for? Hurry up and serve tea and water!"

Soon, these women left, leaving only a faint, lingering fragrance.

Hu Bugui couldn't help asking: "Senior Brother Wang, these are all your…?"

Wang Han grinned: "Besides one principal wife, I've taken seven concubines; normally when distinguished guests visit, I have them attend."

Hu Bugui clicked his tongue in amazement: "You're enjoying yourself too much, aren't you."

Wang Han waved his hand: "Can't compare to you lot; my cultivation talent is ordinary, my comprehension of techniques and spells is also ordinary.

Since I can't reach Golden Core anyway, might as well seek carefree ease in the mortal world."

Xu Zhangqing's gaze swept over this man's wrist and discovered he wasn't wearing a storage item, but a gold bracelet embedded with a ruby.

Sensing his aura again, though he had Foundation Establishment foundation, it was mixed and turbid; the spiritual power fluctuations in his Qi Sea were even more chaotic than a Qi Refining disciple's.

From this it could be seen the other party had long neglected cultivation.

Probably spending whole days drunk on life and dreaming of death, greedy for pleasure.

"Senior Brother has been in the secular world thirty years, cultivation… seems not to have improved much?"

"Truly too many trivial matters — today accompanying the Commandery Guard drinking heavily, tomorrow helping noble family children verify spiritual roots, where's the time to meditate?"

"Senior Brother has worked hard!"

The group chatted idly, the atmosphere not exactly warm.

Not long after, the beautiful concubines who had left returned, and they had changed into tight-fitting gauze skirts that better showed their figures.

On the pretext of pouring tea, they approached Xu Zhangqing and the others, all pressing extremely close, practically sticking to their bodies.

Breath, body fragrance — all sensed clearly.

Charming eyes bewitching, wanting to hook souls.

However, Xu Zhangqing and the others, each and every one an immortal sect disciple, and most of them Core Disciples — what great winds and waves haven't they seen?

Mortal women no matter how beautiful, ultimately cannot compare to immortal maidens of unique temperament.

Even Xu Linshan, this Qi Refining fellow, withstood the temptation.

Yu Shi, as an Imperial Dynasty Crown Prince, had encountered temptations and seen beautiful scenes simply too many to count, so he treated them as air.

As for Lu Wu, he was originally a taciturn gourd, never liking to speak.

Seeing beautiful women draw near, he said nothing, pulled out his long spear from behind his back, and silently wiped it over and over.

Wang Han froze for a moment at the sight, fingers gripping the tea cup unconsciously tightening, puzzled in his heart: "How come this batch of fellow disciples is different from the previous ones?"

The few he'd received before, several were even more pleasure-seeking and fun-loving than himself.

But this time meeting Xu Zhangqing and the others, each and every one instead had tremendous willpower.

Letting these women pose and flirt, they remained completely unmoved.

Facing this situation, Wang Han's heart stirred, then he laughed loudly: "Haha, speaking of which I recently obtained a few treasures, care to help me appraise them?"

However, before Xu Zhangqing and the others could refuse, he signaled the concubines clinging to them, and they immediately turned and left.

Not long after, several items that in the mortal world could be called "priceless" were carefully carried in by four burly, powerful martial men.

Each was wrapped in brocade satin, and when set down they pressed the blue stone slabs slightly downward.

The first was a huge purple sandalwood box; once opened, red light flourished.

Everyone looked — inside was actually a half-man-tall blood coral, branches coiling into a dragon-and-phoenix-auspiciousness shape, circulating delicate luster under the bright light.

The second was a copper-backed mirror, mirror surface smooth as water, back engraved with complex cloud patterns; the reflected figure's edges would be rimmed with a layer of faint light, as if a divine person walked the earth.

The third was a volume of yellow silk rubbing, characters in vigorous ancient seal script, recording that year the Dongting Immortal Sect bestowed the National Treasure Immortal Sword, quelled chaos and slew enemies, finally pacifying Great Yue; the signature bore the gilded imperial seal of the Great Yue Dynasty's Founding Emperor.

These three items — the first two, to ordinary people in the mortal world, were enough to drive them mad.

As for the last one, it faintly exuded a trace of "Immortal Fate" flavor, hooking people's imaginations.

However, among everyone only Hu Bugui's eyes brightened, and he even leaned forward a bit.

The rest either didn't look at all, or were expressionless.

Seeing this move also fail, Wang Han momentarily lost his composure, the smile at the corner of his mouth froze, and he fell into silence on the spot.

Xu Zhangqing, however, laughed: "Senior Brother Wang, these mundane things, to us cultivators, are no different from the mud on the ground or the tiles in the wall corner; let's talk about proper business instead."

Wang Han's expression turned serious; he had already understood that this fellow disciple was different this time, and immediately suppressed those probing little thoughts, stood up from the chair at once: "Fine, I'll go fetch the account book right now."

After a while, he appeared again.

Then he handed the "account book" to the front of Xu Zhangqing.

The so-called account book is merely a saying in the mortal world.

In reality, it is a jade pendant, inside which is recorded in detail how many resources of the Dongting Immortal Sect Fengrao Commandery has used these years, as well as the roster of discovered children with spiritual aptitude.

These resources are not only physical supplies; even "spiritual support" is counted among them.

For example, where a demon appears, requiring sect disciples to take action and the like.

Or a certain family needs something rare in the mortal world but common in the sect, such as lingti and so on.

In short, these manpower and supplies converted, just one Fengrao Commandery consumes over ten thousand middle-grade spirit stones every year.

At first glance, there seems to be no problem.

But in reality, many places cannot withstand scrutiny.

For example, a minor demon with a hundred years of dao xing appeared at the border of Fengrao Commandery; originally a few Qi Refining Stage disciples, using spirit tools and spirit talismans, could have resolved it.

However, the record above wrote that two Foundation Establishment Stage disciples were deployed.

Another example: resolving a certain demonic calamity consumed five Flame Talismans; even in the immortal sect, the price of this kind of spirit talisman is less than fifty low-grade spirit stones.

Yet here, the price stubbornly doubled!