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Chapter 59 - 58: Sorry, Yuan Ping doesn’t like to fight; he only likes to cultivate! (Seeking investment and followers)

Chapter 59: Chapter 58: Sorry, Yuan Ping doesn’t like to fight; he only likes to cultivate! (Seeking investment and followers)

"The sword is not arrogant; the spirit is not angry."

"Godlike as thunder ready to split, yet the heart is like an icy lake, unmoved."

"Your sword heart is in disarray, utterly without method. How can you contend with the likes of Li Jianxiang?" Lin Daoyan said earnestly. "Cultivation is not about fighting and killing. Follow me to visit Elder Lan in the Spirit Plant Garden."

Lin Yiru remained silent, her teeth clenched as she swung her three-foot Qingfeng sword.

The Martial Arts Field was filled with swirling snowflakes, obscuring one’s figure. Yet, Lin Yiru moved as gracefully as a dragon, her Sword Light brilliantly varied. It was dazzlingly magnificent!

Her father, Lin Daoyan, let out a faint, almost inaudible sigh and felt helpless inside. So what if he was an Elder of the Phoenix Creek Sect, a prominent figure in Yong State? If his child wanted to listen to him, she would; if not, she wouldn’t. Utterly helpless.

Lin Daoyan really did not wish for his precious daughter to be so competitive. It’s not as if you lack resources. Why not fully digest them, convert them into strength, and then confront others?

If only Yiru would cultivate with the same dedication as Yuan. Lin Daoyan slightly narrowed his eyes, suddenly thinking of his overly cautious young disciple.

Looking at his daughter, who was still stubbornly practicing with her sword, Lin Daoyan continued to stand amidst the snow. He would always speak up in time to guide Lin Yiru, helping her master the sword techniques. His daughter’s strength could be considered upper-tier among her peers, but it was still far from enough to contend with those few little monsters!

「...」

As the Sect’s Grand Assembly approached, the trading market gradually bustled with activity.

Each trade association’s building was nearly full, with queues for business transactions wasting time.

Luckily, from previous trades, Hong Yuan had established initial contact with Master Liu from the Wandao Trade Association.

On the second floor of the Wandao Trade Association building, Hong Yuan successfully sold the living Demon Beasts he had, such as the second-order Chase Wind Eagle and the first-order Lightning Wolf, earning a total of one thousand six hundred Energy Stones.

Hong Yuan ultimately did not trade with the original owners of the Demon Beasts, Xu Haisheng and Xiao Youjun, as he couldn’t find them. Xu Haisheng and Xiao Youjun seemed to have redoubled their efforts. They had apparently gone to some Cave Heaven Blessed Land for intensive cultivation and were nowhere to be found.

Left with no choice, Hong Yuan could only sell the Chase Wind Eagle and other Demon Beasts to the Wandao Trade Association.

There’s a saying: "Earn and spend in Lu City; don’t think about taking a penny back home."

After Hong Yuan purchased materials for five portions of the Myriad Silence Origin Skill’s Fall River Powder recipe at the Wandao Trade Association, only seventy-two Energy Stones remained in his storage bag. A significant expenditure!

There was no helping it. Myriad Silence Origin Skill was a fifth-tier Cultivation Technique, and merely collecting the materials for the first transformation required over three hundred Energy Stones—quite expensive indeed. With that, Hong Yuan finally understood why fifth-tier Cultivation Techniques were precious, yet perhaps not as prohibitively expensive as one might imagine.

Trudging through the snow, Hong Yuan hastened toward Phoenix Fire Peak.

As he neared his own courtyard, Hong Yuan’s expression suddenly became solemn, his pace slightly faltering, and he immediately stopped in his tracks.

"Yuan," Lin Yiru called out softly.

"HMPH." Yang Sen held his head up slightly.

At this moment, Lin Yiru was clad in azure martial attire, her sword scabbard draped at her waist, exuding youthful vigor. She looked so spirited and lively that one would never guess she also held the identity of an Alchemist.

"Yiru, I understand, I understand." Hong Yuan acted as if he was in the know, hastily pulling out a storage bag containing two hundred Energy Stones from his robe sleeve and stuffing it into Yang Sen’s hands.

Without giving Lin Yiru a chance to speak, Hong Yuan turned on his heel and ran.

A couple of days ago, Zhu had talked to him about Lin Yiru’s desire to participate in the Sect’s Grand Competition and had asked him, Hong Yuan, not to help. Hong Yuan himself did not want to participate in the Sect’s Grand Competition and thus could not afford to give Lin Yiru a chance to speak. If Lin Yiru were to leverage their Master’s relationship, that would be problematic!

"Yuan, that’s not what I meant." Lin Yiru noticed Hong Yuan’s intentions and, after hesitating for a moment, still blocked his way.

Under Yang Sen’s unfriendly gaze, Lin Yiru solemnly invited Hong Yuan to join their team to explore a Cave Heaven Blessed Land and compete with various Heavenly Talents!

The more Lin Yiru spoke, the more enthusiastic she became, as if she could pass five gates and slay six generals, trampling over many Heavenly Talents and achieving fame in a single battle.

In the end, she looked at Hong Yuan with burning eyes, full of hope. "Yuan, you find this interesting too, right? Come and make a name for yourself with me in the Phoenix Creek Sect!"

Hong Yuan lowered his eyelids, avoiding Lin Yiru’s bright gaze, and said softly, "I’m sorry, Yiru. I’ve never been fond of fighting, only of cultivating. Competing and striving against others is not my forte."

Hong Yuan refused earnestly. His demeanor caused Lin Yiru’s doe eyes to unconsciously widen, leaving her utterly blank.

Yang Sen, standing beside them, was also speechless, the corners of his mouth twitching. This was truly bizarre. He, a natural-born killer, claimed he didn’t enjoy fighting but preferred quiet cultivation? Making excuses for refusal was one thing, but this was a bit too—

While Lin Yiru and Yang Sen were still stunned, Hong Yuan swiftly slipped past Lin Yiru’s obstruction and quickly made his way back to the front of his courtyard. He unlocked the door, opened it, closed it, and locked it—all in one smooth motion.

On the snowy steps, only the even more stupefied Lin Yiru and Yang Sen remained.

Yang Sen quickly collected himself and said to Lin Yiru in a deep voice, "HMPH. Rest assured, Yiru, even without Hong Yuan, I can still make a name for us!"

"Just do your best," Lin Yiru said with a forced smile. She took a deep look at the firmly locked door of Hong Yuan Courtyard and turned to leave. Without Hong Yuan bolstering their ranks, how could she possibly compete with those Heavenly Talents? After all, those talents had all already advanced to the second tier! But she had been clearly rejected by Hong Yuan and could not bring herself to seek him out again.

「...」

A kitchen fully equipped with various utensils.

Hong Yuan was sitting on a small stool, leisurely plucking the feathers from a White Feather Long Tail Pheasant in a wooden basin. He was preparing a Fall River Powder medicinal meal to accelerate the progress of Myriad Silence Origin Skill and reach the Minor Accomplishment Stage sooner.

He was very much looking forward to the Innate Ability refined by Myriad Silence Origin Skill. After all, Myriad Silence Origin Skill was a fifth-tier Cultivation Technique. Even the second-tier powerful Qinglu Mountain Moving Skill had provided him with a potent Innate Ability called Crazy Plants, which had helped him kill the formidable Iron Armored Saw Crocodile. By a multiplicative calculation, the Innate Ability refined from the fifth-tier Myriad Silence Origin Skill should logically be at least two and a half times stronger than Crazy Plants, right?

As for the Sect Competition, Hong Yuan wasn’t the slightest bit interested in Lin Yiru’s team-up idea. If it weren’t for his respect for his Master and senior brother, he wouldn’t want to listen to a word from Lin Yiru. Not lacking resources for cultivation, why such a fondness for fighting, for competing against others? If Lin Yiru urgently needed to gain fame within the Sect to acquire resources, Hong Yuan might understand. But the issue was, Lin Yiru lacked nothing; she was pursuing fame purely for its own sake.

Hong Yuan wouldn’t even spare a glance for someone so competitive, who pursued only reputation.

Blissfully unaware of one’s blessings? No, for someone like Lin Yiru, who essentially had everything she could want, their only remaining pursuit seemed to be prestige... Because in his previous life, he had known such a person—a super-rich, second-generation heir dubbed the ’nation’s husband,’ Wang Wanda.

Why bother with her? I’ll just walk my own path of Longevity Martial Arts. No need to expend extra mental energy on it. Hong Yuan decided in his heart, humming a cheerful tune and happily plucking the feathers.

The air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.