Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Song Changsheng just felt a little puzzled, but he was thinking about Zhuang Yuechan's whereabouts at the moment and had no time to care about these things. He just responded to the sentence in a confused voice and then entered the room.

The furnishings in the room are simple but very tidy. There is a faint fragrance in the air, which makes people feel clear-headed and alert.

"【Qingshenxiang】, as expected of the young master of Wanlong Chamber of Commerce, he is indeed wealthy and powerful."

[Qingshen Incense] The market price of one stick of it is close to ten thousand spirit stones, and it only burns for about three days. It is usually only used at the critical moment of retreat and breakthrough. However, Peng Siying uses it as incense, and the daily consumption on this alone is no less than three thousand spirit stones. It is true that people will die if they compare themselves with others, and goods will be thrown away if they are compared with others.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect that you have already broken through to the Purple Mansion. A few days ago, the housekeeper told me that there was a genius cultivator in the Great Qi cultivation world who broke through to the Purple Mansion before the age of fifty. I didn't take it seriously, but it turned out to be you."

A clear and pleasant voice came from behind the screen embroidered with red plums. A figure in a blue dress turned out from the left and came in front of Song Changsheng.

Song Changsheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

The visitor had a standard oval face, a slender figure, delicate eyebrows, bright eyes, white teeth, fair and delicate skin, and a waist that could be held in one hand. Both her appearance and figure were top-notch. Although she was not stunningly beautiful, she was pleasing to the eye and fascinating.

Although they had known each other more than ten years ago, it was in the black market at that time, and everyone was wearing masks and hoods that could block spiritual consciousness. This was the first time that the two saw each other's true appearance.

Realizing that his gaze was somewhat impolite, Song Changsheng subconsciously lowered his eyelids and responded modestly: "I'm just lucky."

"Why don't I have such good luck?"

Peng Siying rolled her eyes at Song Changsheng, and asked him to sit down at the table beside her. She reached out and poured him a cup of spiritual tea, and said with a slightly excited expression: "I don't know how many people in Gusu doubted the news of a Purple Mansion cultivator under fifty years old. I didn't expect it to be you.

Humph, I want to see who dares to say that I have no taste. "

In fact, the Bandung Chamber of Commerce's recruitment of guests is also a kind of investment. By establishing a good relationship in advance, you may be able to get a hundred or a thousand times the return in the future.

The fact that they have become such a giant today has a lot to do with the guest officials they have made friends with.

As the young master of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce, Peng Siying's father also gave her the right to recruit guests so that she could make friends with some young talents to help her.

Unexpectedly, Peng Siying was too generous. He would give out anything that suited his taste. Over the years, he had issued quite a few VIP cards, but each one was like a stone dropped into a lake, splashing water and then disappearing without a trace.

Peng Siying was criticized a lot for this, which made her feel very upset. Now the appearance of Song Changsheng finally made her feel proud.

"He obviously has good taste." Peng Siying thought secretly.

Song Changsheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. Even he felt that the VIP card in Peng Siying's hand was given a little too casually. At the beginning, he didn't understand what this card meant. After using it a few times, he realized how valuable this small card was.

But the person sitting in front of him was the young master of the Chamber of Commerce, the future heir of Wanlong. As long as he was happy, it was fine. This was not something he should speak about, so it was better to remain silent.

Seeing that Song Changsheng didn't respond, Peng Siying suddenly felt a little bored and changed the subject: "I remember that you are the young patriarch of your family, how come you have time to come to Gusu?"

Obviously, Peng Siying once sent people to investigate Song Changsheng's background, but that should have been a long time ago.

Seeing that she mentioned the serious matter, Song Changsheng was invigorated and immediately responded: "To be honest with Brother Peng, I came here to look for someone. She came to Gusu to train several years ago, and suddenly lost contact some time ago, and even her soul lamp was almost extinguished.

I learned that she had been training at the border of Tiannan Province and Yunmeng Province a few months ago, and then came to Chixiao City to look for some clues, but unexpectedly discovered this business by accident.

I wanted to ask the shopkeeper here to help me get some information, but I didn't expect that Brother Peng was also here. I was eager to find someone, so I disturbed him rashly. I hope Brother Peng can lend me a hand. "

As he spoke, Song Changsheng stood up and bowed solemnly towards Peng Siying.

Peng Siying quickly dodged, waved his hand, and said casually: "It's just looking for someone, it's not a big deal, there's no need to be like this, I'm afraid it will shorten my life if you, a Purple Mansion cultivator, bow to me."

Seeing that she agreed without hesitation, Song Changsheng was overjoyed and said sincerely: "Then Song will thank you in advance. If you need my help in the future, please feel free to ask. As long as it does not violate Song's principles, I will not refuse!"

Finding someone in the Gusu cultivation world was just a trivial matter for Peng Siying. She was kind-hearted and had helped Song Changsheng without expecting anything in return. Seeing Song Changsheng speak so seriously, she subconsciously planned to refuse. However, she rolled her eyes and nodded lightly, saying, "Okay, remember to owe me a favor."

"What is the identity and cultivation level of the person you are looking for? Do you have a portrait?"

"Her name is Zhuang Yuechan. She is the direct disciple of the Grand City Lord of Luoxia City. Her cultivation should be in the late stage of foundation building to the great perfection of foundation building. She should have been training in this area three months ago."

Song Changsheng answered Peng Siying's question quickly and clearly, and then took out a full-length portrait of Zhuang Yuechan. This portrait was painted by a professional painter hired by Luoxia City. It was lifelike and vivid, and the details were amazing. However, there was a veil on her face, so her appearance could not be seen clearly.

He did have another painting without a veil, but Zhuang Yuechan always appeared in this look in front of outsiders, and he was afraid that he would be adding unnecessary details.

Peng Siying picked up the portrait and examined it carefully, then said softly, "Luoxia City...Zhuang Yuechan?"

“I am aware of the reputation of the Grand City Lord, but I have never heard of this name. However… given her status, even if something happens to her, you don’t need to worry about it, right?
Could it be that Luoxia City has become so overbearing that it has to recruit subordinate forces to find someone?" Peng Siying put down the portrait and said doubtfully.

"You misunderstood, fellow Daoist. I came here on my own initiative."

"Take the initiative?" Peng Siying looked at the portrait, then at Song Changsheng, and suddenly seemed to understand something. A meaningful smile appeared on her face, and she said readily, "I'll help you with this."

"Thank you very much, fellow Daoist. I am now staying at Lai Fu Inn in the north of the city. If you have any news, I hope you can send someone to inform me." Song Changsheng immediately smiled. The process was much smoother than he had imagined. Peng Siying was still the same Peng Siying.

"Don't worry, I'll be able to give you an answer within three days." Peng Siying said confidently. She had a very clear understanding of her own intelligence capabilities.

If you were to look for an unknown person, you might not get any results, but with Zhuang Yuechan's identity, you would definitely be able to find some clues.

"Then I will take my leave first." Song Changsheng drank the tea in one gulp and then said goodbye to Peng Siying. Although cultivators are not particular about small matters, this is Peng Siying's boudoir after all. It is not a good thing for a man and a woman to stay in the same room for too long.

"Then I won't see you off. Please do as you please, fellow Taoist."

After Song Changsheng left, Peng Siying called Hongluan in, handed the portrait to her and said, "Her name is Zhuang Yuechan, and she is the disciple of the Grand Lord of Luoxia City. Use Chixiao City as the center to find out her whereabouts for me. I want to see the results within three days."

"Is this the reason why that person asked to see you just now? It's a bit of an exaggeration." Hongluan said coldly.

"He is a friend I have known for many years. Do you think I will help everyone?

Okay, go quickly and wait for your good news."

As she spoke, Hongluan was pushed out of the door by Peng Siying.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Hongluan's face flashed with helplessness. She glanced at Qingluan who was laughing secretly with her hands covering her mouth, and said unhappily, "If you keep smiling, your face will be distorted. I'll go to the Intelligence Department. The safety of the young master depends on you. Don't be careless."

"Don't worry, sister. As long as I am here, no one can touch the young master." Qingluan's expression became serious when she heard that, and she said in a crisp voice.

Hongluan nodded, took the portrait and left through the back door, entering an inconspicuous alley...

At Lai Fu Inn, Niu Dazhuang saw Song Changsheng coming back and immediately came up to him and said in a muffled voice, "Where have you been? Do you have any news? I looked around the city but didn't find any useful clues."

Actually, Niu Dazhuang cannot be blamed for this. Selling information has always been a shady business. It is normal that you can't find any connections. After all, no one will come up to you and ask you for information. If you dare to believe that kind of person, you are really hopeless.

"Brother, please be patient. I have asked someone to help me. I will have news in the next few days."

Niu Dazhuang looked at Song Changsheng suspiciously and said, "Isn't this your first time in Gusu? Where did you get this acquaintance from? Is he reliable?"

It’s not that Niu Dazhuang is suspicious, but anyone would have such doubts if they heard what Song Changsheng said. This is related to Zhuang Yuechan’s life and death, so he dare not be careless.

"She is the young master of the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce. I once became acquainted with her by chance. She happens to be in Chixiao City right now. She has agreed to help and will give us a reply within three days."

"The young master of the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce?" Upon hearing this, Niu Dazhuang's eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Song Changsheng.

Who doesn't know the Bandung Chamber of Commerce? Even though Niu Dazhuang was a bit thick-skinned, he knew what a terrifying force it represented.

There have long been rumors that there is a Yuanying Zhenjun standing behind the Wanlong Chamber of Commerce. No one knows where this news came from, and no one knows whether it is true or false, but in Niu Dazhuang's opinion, this is also a manifestation of strength. Otherwise, why hasn't such a rumor been spread by the Jinwu Sect?
Niu Dazhuang showed a look of delight on his face. He patted Song Changsheng's shoulder with a hand bigger than a palm leaf fan, making a clanging sound. He said loudly, "Good boy, you did a good job. It's worth it that I brought you on this trip. When we return to Luoxia City, I will personally recommend you for the credit."

Song Changsheng moved his shoulder away imperceptibly and shook his head, saying, "Okay, Senior Brother, now is not the time to talk about this. Although we are waiting for news these days, we can't just sit there and do nothing. Remember to conserve your energy. We may have to do something big later."

"Don't worry, if anyone dares to harm my junior sister, I will kill them one by one with my own hands!" Niu Dazhuang grinned and revealed a sinister smile...

In this way, Song Changsheng and Niu Dazhuang waited anxiously in the inn for two days. In the early morning of the third day, there was a sudden knock on Song Changsheng's door.

Song Changsheng, who was meditating, suddenly became alert. He stood up, opened the door, and saw Qingluan who came downstairs to greet him that day.

Qing Luan silently handed a tube to him and said calmly, "The information you want is inside."

After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Song Changsheng to speak.

Song Changsheng didn't care and hurried to the next room to wake up Niu Dazhuang who was practicing.

He raised the thing in his hand and said, "News has come."

Hearing this, Niu Dazhuang couldn't wait to take the jade tube and poured out a note from it. It mentioned that a few months ago, a person who met the description did appear in Chixiao City. She stayed in the city for a few months and then left.

After disappearing for a month, she appeared at the birthplace of the spiritual creatures of heaven and earth and collected a [Genjin Qi]. After the news leaked, she attracted cultivators from all directions to hunt her down. After circling around, she disappeared into the Meteorite Mountains.

In addition, the intelligence also emphasized that this person is a second-level top-grade music lawyer who is good at using the Yaoqin.

Both the time and the characteristics corresponded to Zhuang Yuechan, and Song Changsheng and Niu Dazhuang suddenly became excited.

"Let's go to Meteorite Mountains now!" Niu Dazhuang stood up and said hurriedly.

Song Changsheng was also extremely anxious at this moment. When he heard that Zhuang Yuechan was being chased, he almost lost control of his aura. With his cultivation level, once he exploded, this small inn would be razed to the ground in an instant.

After hearing what Niu Dazhuang said, Song Changsheng couldn't help it. He asked his servant about the location of the Meteorite Mountain Range, and then rushed there in a hurry.

The Meteorite Mountains were not far from Chixiao City. With the help of the shuttle, they arrived in just half a day. But after arriving, he found that something was not right. This place was obviously very remote, but at this moment, quite a few people gathered there.

Most of them were Foundation Establishment cultivators, and there were even some Purple Mansion cultivators. Some of them seemed to be watching the fun, while others seemed to be looking for something, and quarrels would break out from time to time.

But the two of them couldn't understand what was going on after listening for a while, so Song Changsheng had to blend into the crowd and find a foundation-building cultivator to inquire about the news.

The man looked at Song Changsheng strangely, but after feeling the aura of Song Changsheng, he very tactfully recounted the whole story.

After hearing this, Song Changsheng was immediately filled with rage...

...(End of chapter)