Chapter 441

Since he began his path of cultivation, Song Qingming had often encountered scenes of cultivators fighting. However, before his Foundation Establishment, Song Qingming, lacking sufficient strength, would generally choose to steer clear of such matters, not wanting to invite trouble.

Years ago, when Song Qingming had just broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining and descended the mountain, he had been caught in the middle of someone else's fight and nearly died at Mount Yunwu.

Even after breaking through to Foundation Establishment and possessing a certain level of ability, Song Qingming rarely took the initiative to intervene in disputes between low-level cultivators. Most of his energy and time were still focused on protecting his family and his own cultivation.

Over the years, aside from the few times he happened to run into acquaintances, Song Qingming only stepped in when he encountered those with such poor character who enjoyed bullying the weak—if it was truly too much for him to watch, he would intervene.

After all, the world of immortal cultivation is vast, and such disputes between cultivators could happen anywhere at any time. Even if Song Qingming wanted to manage them, he could not handle it all alone. Being able to manage the area around his family was already no small feat.

This time, Song Qingming took the initiative to stop and see what was happening below because this location was less than a hundred miles from Mount Funiu, which was already considered part of the Song family's sphere of influence. Song Qingming was still somewhat worried that the people fighting below might just happen to be Song family cultivators.

After approaching along the sounds of the struggle, Song Qingming quickly saw both sides fighting in a clearing in the forest.

Seeing someone suddenly walk over, both sides of the fight quickly discovered Song Qingming and temporarily ceased their struggle.

Taking a closer look, Song Qingming noticed that none of these people were dressed like Song family cultivators. On one side was a gray-clad man with a somewhat slovenly appearance, who looked like a rogue cultivator.

Surrounding him on the other side were three cultivators in uniform attire, but they were not the green robes unique to the nearby Song family. At a glance, they were clearly from some other immortal cultivation family.

The gray-clad man, who was already at a disadvantage, saw that Song Qingming's attire suggested he was also a cultivator and, as if seeing a glimmer of hope, hurried toward Song Qingming.

"I am Fu Sanshan. May I ask this fellow Daoist, are you a cultivator from the Song family of Mount Funiu?" The gray-clad man quickly arrived at Song Qingming's side and asked with a joyful expression.

Because Song Qingming was using a breath-concealing technique to control his cultivation base, he appeared on the surface to be nothing more than a Qi Refining cultivator. Fu Sanshan, whose cultivation was only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, naturally could not tell that the unremarkable-looking Song Qingming before him was a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a successful cultivation base.

Before Song Qingming could open his mouth to reply, the three people following Fu Sanshan had already arrived at their side, surrounding Song Qingming and Fu Sanshan in the middle.

"This fellow Daoist, we are cultivators from the Zhao family of Mount Youlong. This person stole an item from our Zhao family. The family head ordered us to come and retrieve it. We ask that you leave on your own and do not interfere in this matter." The person who spoke was the leader among them, an old man who already possessed a late-stage Qi Refining cultivation base.

Originally, they had already surrounded Fu Sanshan and would have taken him down before long. Not wanting Song Qingming to suddenly appear and interrupt them, the Zhao family elder's tone carried a hint of anger.

Although this suddenly appearing Song Qingming did not look like he had a high cultivation base, if he truly were a member of the Song family as Fu Sanshan claimed, then today's matter would be difficult for them to handle.

After buying the spirit wine recipe from Fu Sanshan, whom Song Qingming saved unintentionally back then, the Song family began to arrange for cultivators in the clan to learn brewing techniques and try to brew spirit wine themselves.

Over the years, Fu Sanshan has stayed on Mount Funiu, and after having better resources and conditions in the Song family, he has really improved several kinds of better quality spirit wine.

Although Fu Sanshan also consumed a lot of spirit stone materials in researching and brewing spirit wine in the Song family, the spirit wine recipe he developed, after being put into mass production, soon brought a business that the Song family could operate for a long time.

Although there are many immortal cultivation families in Qinghe County that have brewing techniques, the quality of the spirit wine brewed is not high. After Fu Sanshan improved the original recipe, the spirit wine brewed now is better in both taste and quality, and soon opened the market in Qinghe Market.

Now the Song family has opened a tavern specifically in Qinghe Market to sell these spirit wines brewed by themselves, and the business of the tavern is very good, and it has been able to create hundreds of spirit stones of profit for the family every year.

Even Song Qingming himself did not expect that a Qi Refining rogue cultivator he saved unintentionally back then could bring such great benefits to the Song family now.

In order to keep this talent, Fu Sanshan, the Song family also spent a lot of thought, not only letting him serve as a guest elder of the Song family, but also giving him a higher salary than other elders every year. Family elders like Song Xintong are now planning to arrange a marriage for Fu Sanshan, intending to let him marry into the Song family directly.

After talking about Song Xinde's matter, Song Qingyu said to Song Qingming again: "In Qinghe Market, Xintang sent news again that the Lu family and the Li family had a conflict half a month ago. The cultivators of both sides fought a battle near the Zhong family of Pingliang Mountain. It is said that there were casualties on both sides. This matter seems to be getting bigger and bigger."

"The Qinghe Market council already mediated for them last year, why did they fight again!" Hearing Song Qingyu talk about this matter, Song Qingming also felt somewhat helpless.

In these ten years, besides the steady development of the Song family, other immortal cultivation families in Qinghe County and various forces have also undergone many changes.

One of the biggest changes is that since Song Yuanli of the Song family established his foundation, less than five years have passed, and someone in Qinghe County has successfully established his foundation again. What is somewhat surprising is that this person who established his foundation is not from the original four Foundation

Hehe! Your Excellency claims to be a Song family cultivator; you wouldn't be pretending, would you?"

The leading old man on the side, who had not spoken, kept his sharp, experienced gaze fixed tightly on Song Qingming's eyes, wanting to see something in them.

Seeing that the other party did not believe he was a Song family cultivator, Song Qingming felt somewhat helpless. Ever since his Foundation Establishment, when Song Qingming acted outside, in order not to attract attention, he indeed rarely wore the green Daoist robes that all members of the family possessed.

"Whether you believe it or not, I have said what I have to say. Out of respect for the Huang family, I will not hold this against you this time. If you do not leave, then do not blame me for not warning you when the time comes."

Seeing that Song Qingming's tone was already somewhat unfriendly, the Zhao-surnamed elder pondered for a moment before taking the initiative to put away the magic tool in his hand, clearing a path for Song Qingming, and watching with displeasure as Song Qingming and Fu Sanshan walked past him.

Just now, when Song Qingming said he was a Song family cultivator, although the Zhao-surnamed elder was somewhat suspicious in his heart, what surprised him was that he had been staring closely at Song Qingming's eyes and found that his gaze had been calm from beginning to end, without the look of panic the Zhao-surnamed elder wanted to see. This made him slowly start to believe Song Qingming's words a little.

When Song Qingming had walked more than ten feet away, the Zhao-surnamed elder seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked: "I have had some friendship with your clan's fellow Daoist Yuantong. May I ask if Your Excellency is also a member of the Song family's Yuan generation?"

"No! I am of the Qing generation." After Song Qingming turned his head and replied softly, he did not pay any more attention to the confused Zhao family members and walked away quickly. Fu Sanshan behind him also hurried to catch up.

After Song Qingming and the other left, the Zhao-surnamed elder turned back to the two people beside him and said: "That's not right! The Song family's Qing-generation cultivators are basically all older than me. Where would such a young person come from? Did I hear wrong just now?"

"Third Uncle, that's right. Just now I heard him say he was of the Qing generation too. Could it be that he isn't a member of the Song family at all and was just talking nonsense!"

"That's right, Third Uncle, that kid must have been bluffing us just now. Let's hurry and chase him!"

Seeing these two juniors still unwilling to give up, the Zhao-surnamed elder felt anger rise in his heart and scolded them angrily:

"Chase my foot! People are already far away. This is, after all, the Song family's territory. Even if he isn't a member of the Song family, by the time we catch up to them, we will definitely have alerted other Song family cultivators!

We are somewhat in the wrong in this matter, so it is better not to blow things out of proportion. Let's go back and report this matter to the clan leader first, and see what the situation is before deciding!"

After the two walked out of the forest, Song Qingming turned his head to look at Fu Sanshan, who had been following him, and asked calmly: "Does the fellow Daoist intend to leave here, or do you plan to keep following me?"

"This brother, you already know just now that I have a secret recipe on me and want to sell it in exchange for some spirit stones. Coming here today, I also wanted to talk to your Song family about this matter. I wonder if you could introduce me!" After Fu Sanshan finished speaking, he quietly handed an item into Song Qingming's hand.

Song Qingming picked it up and looked at it, only to find that what he had stuffed over was a shiny, ordinary low-grade spirit stone. The corner of his mouth could not help but reveal a smile.

He did not know if Fu Sanshan was truly too stingy or if these rogue cultivators were just living too poorly. Song Qingming had not expected that someone whose cultivation had already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining would be so "generous" when asking someone to do a favor.

Under Fu Sanshan's somewhat nervous gaze, Song Qingming slowly put the spirit stone in his hand into his own storage bag, and then said softly to Fu Sanshan:

"Taking people's money to resolve their disasters. Since the fellow Daoist wants to go to Mount Funiu, then just come back with me!"

"In that case, many thanks to you, fellow Daoist. Please rest assured, brother, as long as the secret recipe in my hand can be sold smoothly this time, I will definitely not forget you, brother." Seeing Song Qingming agree in one breath, a look of joy immediately appeared on Fu Sanshan's face.

Seeing this, Song Qingming did not speak again, just smiled and nodded, raised his hand and waved gently, quickly took out a second-grade flying sword from the storage bag at his waist and placed it in front of the two, and then flew up and stepped onto it.

"Brother Fu, then please!"

Seeing this scene, Fu Sanshan, who had been smiling and calling Song Qingming brother just a moment ago, saw the smile on his face suddenly stiffen, revealing an expression of disbelief.

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