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Half a month later, when Old Master Tang announced Lu Yuan as the son-in-law of the Tang family, Chang Qing had already begun his cultivation.
In truth, Old Master Tang felt somewhat embarrassed. Although many had signed up, few actually showed up, and those who did were quite unimpressive—only Lu Yuan stood out. There was simply no choice.
At that moment, Old Master Tang suddenly understood why the Shen Family had called off their engagement; even those from lesser families seemed to look down on them. It turned out that young people preferred beauty over power!
Little did he know that all the competitive candidates had been dealt with by Lu Yuan.
Old Master Tang was not a man to hesitate. Eager for grandchildren, he immediately began arranging the wedding details.
This, however, left Lu Yuan in a bit of a bind, as Old Master Shen insisted that he cultivate feelings with Tang Yao by taking her shopping for daily necessities. Although he felt anxious, Lu Yuan could not refuse since he had come to repay a debt of gratitude.
In the most luxurious custom dress shop in Jiangnan, he idly scrolled through his phone while Tang Yao was in the fitting room trying on clothes.
Recalling that day in the fire when the girl anxiously pulled him out, a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes. Yao Yao truly was a kind-hearted fairy.
Anyone who bullied her deserved no mercy! And as for the mastermind behind the tragedy of the Lu Family—though he had yet to find any clues, it was clear that the interests of the Lu Family had been nearly divided among several major families. Whoever benefited had the greatest suspicion! And he would not let any of them escape.
Then there was Shen Changqing, who publicly called off the engagement and embarrassed the Tang family, leading to Yao Yao being gossiped about—he deserved punishment!
A low pressure surrounded Lu Yuan, making even the sales staff hesitant to approach him.
Suddenly, he felt a pang of anxiety in his heart, as if he had lost something important. He abruptly stood up.
"Damn it!" He couldn't help but curse before sitting back down, his expression shifting between gloom and frustration.
Meanwhile, Chang Qing had been cultivating for several days and had just absorbed a jade pendant, breaking through to the mid-stage of Refining Qi.
In this world, ancient martial arts were divided into four stages: Yellow, Profound, Earth, and Heaven. However, what Chang Qing practiced was not ancient martial arts; to him, they were merely incomplete methods of cultivation. His mind was filled with countless cultivation techniques and naturally looked down upon those flawed practices.
Not to mention that ancient martial arts only allowed one to fly once they reached the Celestial Tier; this meant that the Yellow, Profound, and Earth stages were equivalent to the early, middle, and late stages of Refining Qi in the Cultivation World. Only upon reaching the Celestial Tier could one establish a foundation and take to the skies. The end of an era truly was brutal.
Chang Qing stood up and leaped lightly to the treetops. The park and the mountains behind had been entirely purchased by his wealthy father, complete with a fence, creating an expansive view from afar.
"Host, your cultivation speed is impressive!" the system chimed in, eager to flatter.
"This world has too little Lingqi. Tsk, if I were in a cultivation realm, building my foundation in ten days would be considered genius!" Chang Qing remarked.
However, he still had the Spiritual Energy Elixir from his gift package, which would allow him to reach the peak of Qi Refinement within a month. At that point, he would be equivalent to an Earth Level ancient martial artist and would not fear Lu Yuan. As for building his foundation, even Chang Qing would likely need a year.
Doo doo doo, the phone rang—caller ID: Mom.
During this time, Chang Qing had intentionally worked on improving their relationship, and it had become much more harmonious. Moreover, after he revealed some of his cultivation achievements, Father Shen and Mother Shen were even happier. Yet amidst their joy, there was a hint of worry; they feared he might encounter other high-level Cultivators. Thus, they called him every day to check in.
"Mom, I'm just about to head back," Chang Qing said as he jumped down from the tree, sending leaves fluttering around him.
"Hey, come back early; we have guests today," Mother Shen said mysteriously, eliciting a light laugh from Chang Qing.
"Got it."
When he returned home and saw the elderly man and young woman sitting in the living room, Chang Qing's gaze sharpened.
An Ancient Warrior! However, his aura was weak—probably only at the Yellow Level. Moreover, in the storyline, they were part of Lu Yuan's faction.
The Shen Family's purchase of that underground land containing ancient tombs was made on the old man's suggestion; this could be seen as the first step toward disaster for the Shen Family.
It seemed Lu Yuan couldn't hold back any longer.
"Chang Qing, this is Elder Zhang—Master Zhang—and this is his granddaughter Zhang Ruolin. Elder Zhang is one of the most renowned metaphysics experts in Jiangnan," Father Shen said with a smile as he walked over to introduce them, even winking at Chang Qing.
Mother Shen pulled Zhang Ruolin over and spoke with her in a very friendly manner.
Tsk, it looked like his parents were trying to set him up with someone. In the original storyline, this hadn't happened; back then, the original host was preparing to go to Qingcheng Mountain. The atmosphere at home was quite heavy, and Father Shen and Mother Shen's relationship with the original host was rather cold—unlike typical parents who would arrange such matters.
Chang Qing felt grateful once again for changing the way he interacted with his parents; otherwise, he might have fallen into this pitfall without realizing it.
“Master Zhang, hello.” Chang Qing approached and shook hands with the old man, his gaze locking onto the elder's eyes. A flash of blue light flickered in his own, and suddenly, the old man's expression twisted in struggle.
But within two seconds, that struggle turned into a blank stare, the spark in his eyes fading away, leaving only confusion behind.
This was Chang Qing's Soul Capturing Technique. In the Cultivation World, it wasn't considered a high-level spell, but it was more than enough to deal with someone who had just entered the ranks of cultivation at the Yellow Rank.
Since his strength surpassed that of his opponent, Chang Qing had no intention of being indirect. As the system said, when one is poor, they must be cunning and strategic; when one is powerful, they can overwhelm with force. Being straightforward was simply more efficient!
“May I ask why Master Zhang has come to the Shen Family?” Chang Qing plopped down into a chair, conveniently blocking Zhang Ruolin's line of sight from the other side. His tone was casual, devoid of any respect, which drew disapproval from Father Shen.
“Hey, how can you speak to a master like that?” Father Shen reached out to strike him but froze in place the next moment.
The old man opened his mouth. “Come to the Shen Family? The Dragon King asked me to cooperate with the Tang family to dig a pit for the Shen Family so that they would buy that piece of land with an ancient tomb.”
At these words, shock rippled through the room!
“Grandpa!” Zhang Ruolin suddenly shook off Mother Shen's hand and stood up.
However, Chang Qing was much quicker. Just as she moved, his hand pressed down on her shoulder. She felt an immense weight descend upon her as if a mountain had crushed her down, and she instantly knelt on the ground.
“Don't bother; your strength is far inferior to mine.” His voice was as cold as ice, devoid of any warmth, causing Zhang Ruolin to shudder involuntarily.
A Yellow Rank Ancient Warrior was only at the early stage of Refining Qi and naturally had no power to resist against Chang Qing.
At this moment, Father Shen also regained his senses. He pointed at the old man and couldn't help but curse. “I treated you well in the Shen Family; why would you collude with that Dragon King to harm me?!”
Because the Shen Family had produced cultivators in the past, they held high regard for experts. In making significant decisions like purchasing land, they not only conducted market research but also sought advice from these experts. The old man before them was an external expert hired by the Shen Family.
Thinking about the term "ancient tomb," Father Shen nearly fainted. Two years ago, an ancient tomb was unearthed at a construction site in Shaanxi Province; it was still under protection and could not be worked on at all. Moreover, there was no room for negotiation—it was mandated by law that they had to suffer this loss without recourse.
"To harm you?! I am already one of the Dragon King's people, just doing my duty for him," Master Zhang replied calmly, without a hint of hesitation.
"Who is the Dragon King? Why does he want to harm the Shen Family?" Mother Shen quickly caught on and pressed for answers.
"I don't know who the Dragon King is, only that he is incredibly powerful. You are no match for him!" The old man's voice carried an air of arrogance, clearly showing his deep respect for the Dragon King.
"Grandpa, stop talking!" Zhang Ruolin screamed, but Chang Qing swiftly knocked her unconscious.
Father Shen and Mother Shen asked a few more questions about the land, then exchanged glances.
"Let's call the police," Father Shen said.
Chang Qing immediately reported it to the authorities, even personally escorting Master Zhang and his grandson to the police station. Outside the station, they "coincidentally" ran into a group of reporters.
"Mr. Shen, can you tell us what happened with the Shen Family? Why did you come to the police station yourself?"
The young man on screen looked grave and nodded slightly in disappointment. "Master Zhang mentioned being commissioned by the Tang family and some Dragon King to persuade the Shen Family to buy land in the west of the city where an ancient tomb is located. He is currently being interrogated; any updates will be officially released."
After saying this, the young man turned and left, his back appearing desolate.
As soon as this news hit the internet, it caused an uproar.
"What the hell, the Shen Family? Is that the same Shen Family that just called off their engagement? This power struggle among wealthy families is too exciting!"
"Old Master Tang is getting on in years but still holds grudges; he's making his move already."
"Did you catch that bit from Young Master Shen? The Dragon King! This definitely isn't just any Dragon King; it's one of those over-the-top characters from a son-in-law novel!"
"Speaking of which, didn't Old Master Tang just take in a grandson-in-law? Could he be the Dragon King?"
The internet was buzzing with all sorts of speculation.
Tang Family Villa. Tang Yao looked at the news online in disbelief, her hands trembling uncontrollably.
Could it really be Grandpa? How could A Yuan be the Dragon King?
Her appearance had returned to normal; she removed the face mask she had worn for decades, revealing her fair and beautiful face.
At that moment, the sound of police sirens echoed outside.
No! In a panic, she rushed downstairs and saw her grandfather sitting on the sofa, smoking.
“Grandpa, is it you?” she asked, her voice trembling.
old master Tang's face was expressionless. “It's just normal business competition, nothing serious. Grandpa will be back soon.”
However, when the police entered to take him away, he struggled to stand up for a long time.
“Mr. Tang, please cooperate with our work,” the leading officer reiterated.
old master Tang's complexion immediately turned pale. He knew that this matter wouldn’t result in criminal charges, but he was the head of the Tang family! To be involved in such a situation and taken away by the police was a loss of both face and dignity!
“What about Lu Yuan? He also needs to cooperate with the investigation.” Although master Zhang didn’t know who the Dragon King was, with so many people discussing and speculating online, it was necessary for the police to gather information. The leading officer scanned the room but didn’t see anyone.
“A Yuan... he...” Tang Yao stammered, unable to finish her sentence.
“I was just out shopping. If you need me to cooperate, just let me know; it’s no problem at all.” Lu Yuan suddenly appeared at the door, carrying two large bags of items.
“A Yuan!” Tang Yao rushed over but was stopped by the police.
“I’m fine. You stay at home and wait for me to come back for dinner,” Lu Yuan said calmly. His demeanor began to calm Tang Yao’s racing heart.
The news of old master Tang being taken away along with his granddaughter-in-law quickly trended online.
"Hahaha, the head of the Tang family and his Dragon King son-in-law, hahaha."
"Our Great Xia is truly the best! In our Great Xia, even dragons must bow down."
"But they never claimed to be the Dragon King; how did you all decide they're the Dragon King?"
Watching the comments online, the system couldn't help but laugh. "Hahaha, Host, you actually know how to hire internet trolls! Your adaptability is impressive!"
Chang Qing also found it amusing. The netizens were indeed talented. This money was well spent; having money was truly great!
However, from a legal standpoint, this situation wasn't serious enough to land anyone in jail. It was likely that Lu Yuan would start seeking revenge, so preparations were necessary. First and foremost was the safety of his parents, which was the original owner's greatest concern. But he couldn't follow two grown adults around all the time; hiring bodyguards wouldn't be effective either. Hmm, perhaps he should draw some protective talismans.
During dinner that night, he pulled out a large stack of Vajra talismans and distributed them to his parents.
"Fifty each; keep them on you at all times."
Father Shen and Mother Shen were both bewildered.
"Son, is this really necessary? No matter how deranged the Tang family is, would they dare to harm us?" Father Shen said with a frown. He wore a suit every day, and having a thick stack of talismans in his pocket would make it bulge; people would surely think he was hiding something valuable. If a reporter caught sight of it, it might even make the news.
Mother Shen had a strange expression as well; her clothing pockets were mostly decorative—how could she fit such a large stack in there?
"Can I put them in my bag?" she asked weakly.
"No, you have to carry them on you."
"The Tang family might not dare, but what about the Dragon King? He can command Cultivators."
Once those words were spoken, both of Shen's parents fell silent. In the end, they each attached a small pouch to their belts filled with thick stacks of talismans. Surprisingly, after putting them on, they felt much more at ease.
"Dad, has there been any movement from Uncle Zhang or Uncle Wang lately?" Chang Qing changed the subject.
“No, I’m keeping an eye on it.” Father Shen ’s expression turned serious. Ever since the incident with master Zhang, he had been particularly attentive to his son’s words. His son was also a Cultivator, and a powerful one at that; his instincts were surely valid. Remembering what his son had said about the shareholders Zhang and Wang possibly having connections with the Dragon King, he decided to be cautious.
“Your two sons, four grandsons, and uncle Zhang and Wang Shu's three sons with seven descendants—I’ve already advised them to distribute their shares to the younger generation. It scared them quite a bit,” Father Shen squinted. The fathers of those two had fought alongside grandpa Shen, so they held quite a few shares. However, if they betrayed him, Father Shen wouldn’t hold back.
“That’s right. At home, you’re my father, but in the company, you’re the King of Hell,” Chang Qing joked.
“They are all veterans of the company; even if their shares are diluted, they shouldn’t pose much of a threat. Your father has warned them, and they wouldn’t dare to have any other thoughts,” mother Shen added from the side.
Chang Qing understood that uncle Zhang and Wang Shu’s father was from the same hometown as grandpa Shen. They had grown up together in poverty, and their shares were hard-earned. Father Shen was reluctant to create too much tension due to old ties. Well! With the Dragon King resolving these issues, there would naturally be no more problems.
Meanwhile, the Dragon King that Chang Qing was concerned about was currently feeling troubled. Ever since he returned, Tang Yao had been incessantly asking him if he was the Dragon King.
“Yao Yao, does it really matter if I’m the Dragon King? What’s important is that we’re getting married; I’m your husband now.” He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, his handsome face scrunched up.
“But you said I saved you. Is it because I saved you that you helped me heal my wounds and agreed to marry me?” Tang Yao, like all brides-to-be, was anxious and wanted to understand everything about him to feel secure.
“Don’t think too much about it; I married you because I love you.”
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