While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Chapter 30, Receiving Danbao Pavilion
  "Two, two seniors!"

"Excuse me, what kind of elixir do you want to buy? Our Danbao Pavilion has all the first, second and third grade elixirs you need!"

Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang entered the store. As soon as they scanned the interior decoration and furnishings of Danbao Pavilion, a young man wearing a coarse shorts and looking capable and shrewd greeted them with enthusiasm.

The little boy has a pair of big smiling eyes.

He has a fair and upright appearance, the kind of appearance that makes people fall in love with him at first glance.

Song Zhi used his spiritual consciousness to roughly scan and found out that the boy had three spiritual roots of acceptable purity. He was now eleven years old and had reached the third level of Qi Refining.

He seems to be a good boy who is determined, diligent and motivated.

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  "Child, can you be the master of Danbao Pavilion?"

"If you can't, call your shopkeeper out."

"Just say that we are people from the Lingxian Sect, and we came here specifically to take over the Danbao Pavilion!"

Zhao Muyang knew that Song Zhi had a lazy temper and did not like to deal with secular affairs, and he had promised that he was the owner of the shop, so he stepped forward and replied.

When the young boy heard this, he boldly looked at Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang carefully.

Then, he showed a surprised smile, turned around and ran towards the inner room almost with joy.

After a few breaths, a middle-aged male cultivator with half of his arm strode out.

"Dad, these two immortals are the disciples of the Lingxian Sect that I am talking about."

"Quickly confirm, is he the person we are waiting for?"

The young boy followed the man with a broken arm and urged in a low voice while raising his eyes to look at Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang excitedly.

That sparkling expression of joy, as if all the hardships were over, made Song Zhi's mood become subtle.

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  "The villain's name is Yuan Da. Yuan Hao, the previous head of the Lingxian Sect, is the villain's direct ancestor."

"The villain came to take over this Danbao Pavilion not long ago. The person who brought the villain claimed to be a disciple of the Xianzhen Sect and was ordered to do something. He said that in the future, the Lingxian Sect would send a disciple to check and accept it."

"I think it's the two seniors who came to the Xianzhen Sect."

"I don't know what to call the two seniors?"

Yuan Da said politely and acted neither humble nor overbearing.

He raised his eyes and observed Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang calmly.

After discovering that he could not see through the cultivation level of this man and woman, Yuan Da knew that the person's cultivation level was at least Foundation Building or above.

Yuan Da has mediocre qualifications and only has four spiritual roots.

After practicing hard for more than eighty years, he was able to reach the sixth level of Qi training. Among the many monks in Linxian City, Yuan Da belonged to the lowest level.

There were so many monks that he couldn't see through.

After recognizing that the carved logos on the collars of Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang were the purple hibiscus patterns unique to the Lingxian Sect, Yuan Da breathed a sigh of relief.

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  "My Taoist name is Zhao Muyang, and the person next to me is my direct junior junior sister, Song Zhi."

"Our master is none other than the current head of the Lingxian Sect, True Lord Linglong."

"Your ancestor is our direct ancestor."

"According to this relationship, you and I should treat each other as equals."

"Senior Brother Yuan, Junior Sister and I came to visit rashly. I shouldn't have disturbed you, right?"

Zhao Muyang said with a smile on his fair and delicate face.

Those who didn't know better thought that Zhao Muyang was a newbie, honest and easy to bully.

But Yuan Da never dared to think like this.

Let’s not talk about other things, let’s just talk about the junior sister named Song Zhi. She is only eighteen years old and is already in the foundation building stage.

Judging from his pressure, it is much thicker and more solid than Zhao Muyang, his direct senior brother.

It can be seen from this that Song Zhi's cultivation must be higher than Zhao Muyang's.

The female nun has a bright face. Although she has a slight smile on her lips, her eyes are cold and she is not easy to get along with at first glance.

After all, Yuan Da is an old man in his eighties, and he has his own vision and principles of doing things.

Hearing this, he immediately showed fear, waving his hands and saying he didn't dare.

"Junior Brother Zhao, it is better to choose a day than to hit it. If you have no other arrangements."

"Why don't you go with me to the tea room, check the account books, check the inventory in the shop, etc.?"    ……

Yuan DaShen took the initiative, and before Zhao Muyang took the initiative to mention it, he took Zhao Muyang to inspect the shop's income and explain the relevant matters.

Song Zhi was not interested in this and waved his hand to let Zhao Muyang handle it by himself.

She was sitting in the outer hall holding her sword, drinking the so-called spiritual tea with almost no spiritual energy with a calm expression.

The young boy Yuan Lei stood obediently at the door of the store, acting as a waiter to solicit customers.

However, Yuan Lei was obviously very excited. He faced the door and kept glancing at Song Zhi.

The admiration and admiration for the high-level monks were so strong that it was hard to express them directly.

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  "Brother, brother..."

"Minmin is hungry."

Just when Song Zhi'an was calmly closing his eyes and concentrating, a small, milky voice suddenly came from the direction of the inner room of Danbao Pavilion.

Song Zhi then opened his eyes and looked there.

A small, trembling figure of a girl immediately came into view.

"Xiao Min, are you awake?"

"Come on, brother, give me a hug!"

The appearance of the little girl broke the silence of the outer hall.

The young boy Yuan Lei glanced at Song Zhi in fear, rushed to the curtain door of the inner room with a pale face, and took the fair and tender little girl into his arms.

He turned around and wanted to confess to Song Zhi, but saw Song Zhi put away his sword with a gentle expression and waved to them.

Before Yuan Da and Zhao Muyang went to the tea room to talk, they mentioned that the waiter was his biological son named Yuan Lei.

He also has a three-year-old daughter named Yuan Xiaomin.

Both brothers and sisters have three spiritual roots, and Yuan Xiaomin's qualifications are better than Yuan Lei's.

Because of her better qualifications, Yuan Xiaomin's mortal mother suffered severe physical losses when she was pregnant with her, and she died suddenly after giving birth to the child.

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  "Uncle Song, Master Song!"

"This is the villain's sister Yuan Xiaomin."

"Xiao Min didn't mean to disturb Uncle Master's retreat. Xiao Min is just hungry."

"Uncle, please forgive me!"

Yuan Lei held Yuan Xiaomin tightly in his arms, with tears in his eyes, and he knelt down to apologize as soon as his knees went weak.

Careful and heart-warming.

Song Zhi took a careful look at him, then struck out a spiritual wind, and straightened Yuan Lei's kneeling body.

She tilted her head slightly and teased with a smile in her eyes: "Uncle Song, I may not look like a fairy that everyone loves, but I am still bright and generous at least. Isn't that scary?"

"Before I even spoke, you were so scared that your face turned pale and you were trembling."

"Tsk, I really broke my uncle's heart. I didn't know how ugly and scary my uncle is!"

"Xiao Min, come here and let your uncle take a look at you."

Song Zhi was smiling, completely opposite to the cold look he had when he entered the store.

Yuan Lei breathed a sigh of relief and carried Yuan Xiaomin to Song Zhi with a slight blush.

The little girl is still young and doesn’t understand many things.

Seeing that her brother wanted her to get close to Song Zhi, she grinned and stretched out her soft little hands for Song Zhi to hug.

Song Zhi smoothly took her into his arms, with a cheerful smile on his lips.

After feeling the little girl's body carefully, Song Zhi realized that what Yuan Da said before was true.

His daughter Yuan Xiaomin's qualifications are indeed much better than those of her brother Yuan Lei.

The purity of Yuan Lei's three spiritual roots is all below 60, which can only be regarded as barely passing.

But the purity of Yuan Xiaomin's spiritual roots is all over 80, and the purity of the gold and wood spiritual roots has reached 92%.

These three spiritual root qualifications are among the most sought-after outstanding disciples among the great sects.

(End of this chapter)