Chapter 567: Sorrow Welling Up from Within (Fake)

"The Cao Family Genealogy?"

On the road, Aaron rode his donkey backward, flipping through the stolen genealogy.

It not only recorded the Cao family's legitimate and illegitimate lineages and changes... but also contained records of major events.

Aaron skipped over much useless information and flipped to fifty years ago.

"... In November, Cao Yulin encountered an immortal at Taize Lake. The immortal said the 'Red Blood Carp King' was a Spirit Fish and was also beneficial to those who cultivate immortality... Thus, the whole clan was mobilized to obtain and offer the fish. The immortal was overjoyed and bestowed three Spirit Talismans, stating that no one in our Cao family had the aptitude for immortality and could not seek it... Such a great pity!"

"So, the 'Red Blood Carp King' also has an effect on those who cultivate immortality?"

"Aptitude for immortality? I wonder if I have that thing?"

He had been too much of a shut-in, too cautious, and his information channels were too limited before... his knowledge mainly came from Ge Lao.

Aaron closed the genealogy, remembering the origin and name of the Immortal Cultivator who had exchanged for the Red Blood Carp King with the Cao family—Green Pill Real Person of the Qingding Sect!

After that, there were no more rumors related to Immortal Cultivators in the records.

"So, is it time to build a power and recruit talent?"

At this thought, Aaron almost wanted to shed tears.

There were six rooms in the courtyard, divided into a main room, guest bedroom, study, kitchen... it was very spacious.

Aaron continued to flip through the Red Thread Sword Manual.

But in the end, it disappeared for no reason; it seemed that no faction had managed to get their hands on it.

The Martial Masters nearby chimed in one after another: "The Cao family also had a Transforming Strength Master, yet they were wiped out just like that... Clearly, that Purple-Robed Old Demon is also a Transforming Strength Master and cannot be underestimated. I think our Lin Kingdom's martial arts world is about to have one more great demon."

Longqing Prefecture city.

"The whole text is filled with the sorrow of wanting to be a dog for an Immortal Cultivator but being unable to..."

This is the safest way.

Hmm.

"There is still a chance!"

It was noon, and the restaurant's business was very good.

Many drinkers were chatting, especially a few tables of people from the martial arts world carrying weapons, among whom a black-bearded man with a loud voice sounded like muffled thunder:

"This person's origin is unknown; perhaps he is from another country."

Aaron calculated his capital.

But to be honest, this kind of immortal fate also carries risks, and one cannot be sure of the character of that Immortal Cultivator.

When night fell, Aaron took out his gold and silver, stuffed them into his bosom, and went out to stroll and have fun.

"So I have long been immortal; well, that's fine then..."

"As the leader of an organization, I need to maintain a sense of mystery, so I can wear a mask... This has a benefit: even if it lasts for decades or a hundred years... I can just say the person in charge has changed. It can also hide my face; people will recognize the order, not the person. Very good, very good..."

On the river, the sounds of strings and bamboo from several pleasure boats drifted over, and the seductive music kept entering his ears.

"This means... it probably says that Martial Masters can only temper their own muscles, bones, and skin, while Immortal Cultivators directly inhale the Spirit Qi of heaven and earth. Martial Artists refine energy, Immortal Cultivators refine Qi... there is no comparison, no comparison at all..."

The minor injury he received at the Cao family was mostly recovered on the road using the Life-Shortening Healing Medicine.

"That Qiu Ran Ke is eight feet tall, his waist is also eight feet around, he likes to wear purple, and his nickname is Purple-Robed Old Demon... He is addicted to killing; not a single person, old or young, in the Cao family was left alive, and he didn't even spare a dog!"

If Ge Lao didn't know about the existence of Immortal Cultivators, Aaron naturally wouldn't know either...

Aaron rolled his eyes in his heart and muttered to himself.

After some tidying and busying about, Aaron moved in.

But the Liu Family and the Cao Family were both wealthy, powerful clans; the wealth plundered from these two families could make any person in the Lin Kingdom faint with envy.

After paying, he took the key into his hand.

He looked around casually, found a restaurant, sat at a table on the second floor, and ordered wine and food.

Aaron blinked, suddenly remembering that more than thirty years ago, a Red Blood Carp King had also appeared in Taize Lake.

So he had already reached the red-light district.

The key was that the last few pages also mentioned Immortal Cultivators!

"Externally practice muscles, bones, and skin; internally cultivate a breath... Martial Masters are far inferior to Immortal Cultivators!"

There was a water well in the middle of this courtyard, and a paulownia tree was planted beside it.

Aaron led the donkey, paid the one-coin entry fee, and entered the city.

He continued to flip through the Cao family genealogy and saw some more records.

'Nonsense... dogs are so cute, how could I kill a dog? I didn't kill a single dog at the Cao family; this is slander! A blatant frame-up!'

First, establish a sufficient network, carefully extend feelers in all directions to probe, and then pursue the legends of immortality.

After eating and drinking, he led the donkey again, found a local agency, and rented a courtyard for half a year.

"Now it seems... that Carp King, could it have been snatched away directly by some passing Immortal Cultivator? Did I lose a possible immortal fate because I was too cautious?"

Aaron was very patient and prepared to take it slow.

There was no curfew in Longqing Prefecture. As Aaron strolled, his footsteps drifted, and he arrived at the bank of a large river.

"What should I organize? A martial arts sect? Too eye-catching! A family? Too lazy to have children... I'll just organize a chamber of commerce. Merchants travel all over the world; it's perfect for gathering information!"

At this moment, Aaron was lying on a rocking chair under the paulownia tree, a teapot by his hand, his eyes half-closed, starting to ponder how to find an immortal fate.

"Going into deep mountains and old forests alone to try my luck, or searching for legends of immortals, is really beyond my ability."

It wasn't until he patted his own wrinkle-free face that he reacted: "This emotion is over the top, over the top..."

"You say, I, a dignified transmigrator, sixty in reality, seventy in appearance, looking eighty... a person already half-buried in the yellow earth, only just learned that there is such a thing as cultivating immortality in this world, and that one can extend their lifespan through cultivation. How miserable must I be? How regretful? How sad? It is simply sorrow welling up from within, impossible to stop..."

"And... I also can't be sure if the Immortal Cultivator is good or bad..."

For instance, those three Spirit Talismans were later consumed—two of them during the death of Song Shentong and the subsequent catastrophe encountered by the Cao Family...

"Write it down in the little notebook... It is said that immortal cultivation can grant Changsheng, so he is likely still alive; I will settle the final account slowly in the future!"

Hmm, those gifts from Ge Lao have been spent just about all up.

"The name of this organization... let's call it the 'Qingyun Chamber of Commerce', and I shall be the 'Qinglong Laoda' behind the scenes... Hmm, the structure? Let me think about it first... no rush, no rush."

Aaron thought for a moment, then looked at his age on his Attribute Panel, and suddenly sorrow welled up from within: "Nobody told me about these things before!"

This manual on Transformation Energy is rather ordinary; it can only serve as a bit of a reference.

Therefore, Aaron did not feel it was a pity; if he had to choose again, he would still make the same choice.

The last remaining one was, of course, used by the Head of the Family, Cao Tianshang, on himself.

"It seems... I must shift my attention toward immortal cultivation in the future."

During the day, he heard patrons at the tavern say that Longqing Prefecture would also be selecting a Flower Courtesan soon.

How could one miss such a grand event?

Of course, one must go and have some fun...

(End of this chapter)