18: News about the Small Sand Burial Technique, the Black Horn Group has arrived!

“Is this… an attempt to invest in me?”

Shen Li nodded. There was no doubt that after becoming an Immortal Seedling, although he hadn't been able to enter the main branch, his status was increasing day by day.

So, Second Master Shen thought of getting closer.

It was clear that the Shen Family, when Seventh Master Shen caused trouble, had probably already investigated the reason for Seventh Master Shen’s rise to wealth.

Don't underestimate a Cultivation Family, a Dao Foundation Immortal Clan.

They were just one Family, so they wouldn't completely fall out.

Besides, at that time, the Shen Family didn't care about Black Ridge City. If someone saw a business opportunity and got rich, that was their capability.

You couldn't just seize it by force, could you?

Otherwise, how could the Family members not feel insecure?

However, through this incident,

Second Master Shen had a change of heart and realized the importance of general affairs.

It was like the people in the Shen Family's ancestral land were like royal relatives.

Their status was lofty, noble, and they wielded special privileges and techniques.

Then, the outer disciples were like regional governors.

Some had great power, while others had little.

It all depended on the resources produced.

And the Yellow Sand Plains was now simply a treasure trove, with both risks and opportunities.

He, Shen Li, was obviously the former!

This Second Master Shen, old and shrewd, was very clever.

Shen Li laughed wryly.

He would definitely learn the Little Sand Burial Technique.

He also accepted this good intention.

But for him to work like an ox or a horse, that was probably unlikely.

Shen Li put down the second letter, then slowly opened the third letter.

“To My Son.”

“How is my brother?”

“Rebellious son!”

On the day Shen Li became an Immortal Seedling, Shen Li’s lineage was decorated with lanterns and streamers, it was incredibly lively.

Everyone said that Shen Li was the restorer who would revitalize their lineage.

Some even started telling their lineage’s Family Head early on to make Shen Li the Young Master ahead of time.

But good times didn't last. The next day, Shen Li refused to enter the main branch, which also dashed their hopes.

From being praised by thousands, to being ignored the next day, and even being cursed by others.

Human nature was just like this.

But even in such a time of betrayal and abandonment, there would always be someone who stood behind you without reason.

That was undoubtedly one’s own Family.

In this life, Shen Li had a total of three blood relatives: his parents, and a young sister.

He also felt the Family affection he hadn't felt for a long time.

His mother’s caring indulgence.

His sister’s playful mischief.

And his father, who was quiet but always supported any choice Shen Li made.

This was his most precious Immortal Fate.

At the beginning, the delicate handwriting was a bit messy, stating:

“My son, have you gotten thinner?”

“Mother heard that the Yellow Sand Plains is unbearable in the scorching heat, with Yao Beasts running rampant, and dry weather. You must take care of your body.”

“I heard my son has entered the Qi Refining Realm? The Family says my son is the third Immortal Seedling of this generation to enter the Qi Refining Realm, only a little slower than the eldest master and the Family Head’s child.”

“Thanks to my son’s good fortune, our Family has been allotted another spiritual field. My son, don’t complain about the Family, this is already the Family’s grace.”

Seeing this, Shen Li quietly held the letter, not saying a word.

Even Qiu Ya, who had quietly entered the hall, felt Shen Li’s emotions and stood silently behind him.

“Has my brother found anything interesting? Send it back for your sister to play with, so I can make those idiots in the Family school envious.”

“The women of Qingyang are gentle, but I wonder what the women of the Yellow Sand Plains are like? Are they as full of exotic charm as my brother said?”

“Oh, just for saying that, Mother inexplicably hit me again. Really, the Family school said we should address gender issues properly, but Mother is just stubborn.”

“Hmm, got hit again. Mother’s strength is getting greater.”

“I won’t talk to you anymore. I heard that after five years, outer disciples can return home for visits. By then, I’ll be a little adult, maybe Brother can see me in the main branch!”

“Restoring the glory of the Nine Veins is our inescapable duty!”

And then, there was serious, rigid handwriting.

“All is well at home, do not worry.”

“Cultivate well, work well. General affairs can also lead to prominence.”

“Shen Fu.”

“End.”

Shen Li was filled with mixed emotions, carefully putting his Family’s letter into his embrace.

He burned Second Master Shen’s letter along with the first one, then said with a smile,

“Qiu Ya, do you miss home?”

Qiu Ya was startled, and said softly,

“I am an orphan.”

“Do you have playmates?”

“Not many survived. Some sisters also entered residences early to become servants.”

“Next time I write home, shall I include a letter for you too?”

Qiu Ya smiled brightly, and said with a laugh,

“Good.”

Just then, a hurried guard scurried in, then said somewhat breathlessly,

“My lord…”

“Speak slowly.”

“It’s the Black Horn Gang. They’ve arrived.”

“Hmm?”

Shen Li narrowed his eyes slightly.

At the city gate, more than a dozen Black Horn Gang martial artists, dressed in black robes embroidered with ferocious black horns, sat astride camels.

Their fierce, Evil Qi-filled blood energy surged recklessly, as if they didn't see the common people on both sides of the road.

The common people on both sides, upon seeing the clothes these people wore, ran back into the city in panic, hiding in their homes and trembling.

Some were even so scared they wet their pants.

This, of course, didn't scare the guards who came from the Shen Family.

Their eyes were calm, with a hint of Evil Qi in their depths.

Although their Realm was only Acquired, they didn't care if the person in front of them was a Grandmaster.

Nor did they care if the person in front of them would attack and kill them.

They were all cultivated by the Shen Family, raised from orphans, growing up step by step.

As the saying goes, when one person attains the Dao, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

They also had the confidence that came from a Dao Foundation Immortal Clan!

Then, a burly figure stepped forward and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone,

“Dismount, halt, and state your name!”

“How dare you!!!”

The Black Horn Gang member behind him roared furiously.

The burly figure with a rough appearance was Zhou Si.

Zhou Si said ferociously,

“You dare…”

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ruo Liuli.

She looked at the guard in front of her with interest.

A wild smile played on her lips.

“Black Horn Gang, Ruo Liuli!”

“Dismount!”

“Good!”

A hint of ferocity flashed in Ruo Liuli’s eyes, and an almost imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Then, her violent Demonic Blood was activated, and her blood energy surged out, suppressing the guard in front of her like an overwhelming tide!

She wanted to teach this person a lesson, and also tell that Shen Family Immortal Seed.

That she was not a fish on the chopping board.

She could accept working like an ox or a horse again, but she would not accept being a slave whose life and death were not in her control!

The air in front of them suddenly became thin.

Yet, the guard stubbornly refused to retreat, and blood began to flow from his seven orifices.

Seeing this, Ruo Liuli was also surprised and said,

“As expected of someone from the Dao Foundation Family Shen Family. Even a mere guard has such backbone.”

Just as she was about to increase the pressure, a clanging blade was placed between the two of them.

The sharp aura of Late Stage Innate cut through the violent half-Demon aura.

Qiu Ya, facing a woman one major Realm higher than her, showed no change in expression.

Her red robe was flamboyant like a blazing sun, her nature like the crimson yang.

But her red clothes were as hard as iron, her nature like a cold gleam.

With just a slight lift of her head, Qiu Ya looked into Ruo Liuli’s eyes, her voice cold as she said,

“Does your Black Horn Gang always bully the weak and fear the strong?”

The smile on Ruo Liuli’s face became extremely dangerous, much like a cold, venomous snake.

“What can you do to me?”

Qiu Ya sneered, ignored her, and turned to leave.

“My Young Master has been waiting for you for a long time.”

“I hope you can maintain your current composure after meeting my Young Master.”