“Mission: Operate the sect’s shop and increase assets tenfold. Status: Completed, Excellent. Reward: 10 million gold coins; Mission: Find Outer Sect Disciple Wang Longyu. Status: Completed, Perfect. Reward: 20 million gold coins.”
Not only the mission delivery counter, but all the screens in the Mission Hall flashed with the same content.
Achieving “Excellent” and “Perfect” in a mission would cause a synchronized resonance, which was the highest form of commendation.
“It’s Senior Brother Jin Buhuan again!”
“So he was the one who operated the sect’s shop and increased its assets tenfold. Is this mission even for people to do?”
“He earned it with his life.”
Waves of admiration entered Qian Duoduo’s ears, making Jin Buque’s face grow redder and redder.
“My younger brother is just amazing, Excellent and Perfect!” Jin Buque repeated this phrase over and over, completed the delivery procedures for Qian Duoduo, and handed him the token with both hands.
Returning to the manor from the Mission Hall, Wu Binghuo at the mountain gate sent new robes. The new robes were orange, but the copper coin patterns embroidered on the collar and sleeves were Purple Gold.
Upon finding Huang Guiren in the manor, Qian Duoduo asked Wu Binghuo to transfer 10 million gold coins to Huang Guiren. Expanding the manor would cost a lot of money, and the rewards from the missions came in handy. Senior Brother Wang Dahei and others also came over to set up a Qi Gathering Formation around Qian Duoduo’s residence and a protective Formation around the expanded manor.
While they were bustling about, Jin Buqiu arrived with an old man. The old man had no hair on his head, which was so shiny it could reflect the white clouds in the sky. The creases on his green robe were clearly visible, and he exuded the aura of an Early Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator.
Stepping forward, Jin Buqiu was about to speak to Qian Duoduo when the old man stopped him and said loudly, “Jin Buhuan, I am Jin Yongqiang, the current Clan Chief of the Jin Family.”
“Jin Yongqiang?” Qian Duoduo remembered. In Jin Buhuan’s memory, there was a record of him scolding Jin Buque: “Pig, stupid pig, even a pig isn’t this dumb!”
He was Jin Buque’s biological grandfather. This morning, he had sent Jin Buqiu over, who was then dismissed by Qian Duoduo. Now, he came to pick him up personally.
“Something wrong?” Qian Duoduo picked up a spiritual bamboo and stuck it straight into the ground.
Jin Yongqiang cupped his hands towards the Purple-Gold Disciple stone tablet, “Palace Lord Tang’s calligraphy is becoming more and more imbued with Immortal Qi.”
Jin Buqiu had just opened his mouth to speak when Jin Yongqiang instructed him, “Tell the Second Elder to send 20,000 spiritual bamboos and 1 million gold coins to Bu Huan. How can my Jin Family’s Xiong Jun build such a large manor here without the support of the Family? Oh, and send more spiritual plants, Spirit Beasts, and Spirit Birds as well.”
Qian Duoduo couldn’t help but chuckle. “This grandfather who came to my doorstep is getting into character quite quickly. He’s already starting to dote on his grandson so soon.”
“Don’t.” Qian Duoduo immediately stopped Jin Buqiu, who had already taken out a communication Jade Slip. “I don’t accept rewards without merit. We dare not accept Clan Chief Jin’s things.”
Jin Yongqiang stroked his head, “How can Family members speak as if they are outsiders?”
“It’s true that my surname is Jin, but does the Jin Family have anything to do with me? Which place, which matter is related?”
Qian Duoduo pointed to Jin Yongqiang’s feet and called out to Wang Dahei, “Senior Brother, put a Formation here to prevent idlers from entering.”
Jin Buqiu’s eyebrows furrowed, and Jin Yongqiang voluntarily stepped back two paces, “Buqiu, didn’t you hear what I said?”
Jin Buqiu quickly turned his back and spoke softly into the Jade Slip.
“Whether you admit it or not, you came from the Jin Family, and the Jin Family’s Bloodline flows in your veins.” Jin Yongqiang stood side by side with Qian Duoduo, also picking up spiritual bamboo to build a fence around the manor.
“When I left the Jin Family, did the Jin Family provide help or hindrance? As for this Jin Family Bloodline of mine, did the Jin Family add warmth or pour ice? Clan Chief, you wouldn’t be unclear about this, would you?”
Qian Duoduo pulled out the spiritual bamboo that Jin Yongqiang had just planted and threw it on the ground.
He was so impolite to the Clan Chief that Jin Buqiu’s face turned pale. But Jin Yongqiang wasn’t angry at all, “You can pull out the stalk of the spiritual bamboo, but can you remove its root?”
Qian Duoduo looked at the motionless Jin Buhuan in the Golden Toad, raising his voice by three degrees, “Respected Clan Chief, at the beginning of this year, I was on the verge of death, thrown into the sect’s Jail. May I ask where the Jin Family’s Bloodline was then, and where the Jin Family’s root was? If the spiritual bamboo doesn’t grow leaves and has no face, then what root is there? That root must have long rotted, right?”
Jin Yongqiang sighed, “The Jin Family did wrong by you in the past, but I am here this time to admit our mistakes and show our sincerity. From now on, my Jin Family will be your strongest backing. We will give you money if you need money, goods if you need goods, and people if you need people.”
“I don’t want anything. I didn’t want it before, I don’t want it now, and I won’t want it in the future!” Qian Duoduo was almost yelling. Qian Duoduo felt that every word he spoke represented Jin Buhuan, and also represented Qian Duoduo.
In his voice, there was a double layer of anger.
Qian Duoduo pointed at Jin Buqiu, “Any money or goods sent without my approval will be thrown outside the mountain gate.”
“But,” the anger did not melt Jin Yongqiang’s bald head, “no matter what, you still have your mother in the Jin Family.”
Fire shot out of Qian Duoduo’s eyes, “You—what did you do to her?” He remembered that Jin Buhuan’s mother had sold herself to someone else as a servant.
Could it be that they wanted to use Jin Buhuan’s mother to force him to work for the Jin Family?
Jin Yongqiang picked up the spiritual bamboo that Qian Duoduo had thrown away, “The Jin Family redeemed her and gave her a separate large residence in the most central area of the Jin Family, with seven or eight clansmen to take care of her life. She is doing very well now, and this time I came to take you to see her.”
Qian Duoduo laughed, almost breaking the spiritual bamboo in his hand.
“This old fox is too cunning; he’s actually using Jin Buhuan’s mother as leverage! If you ask who people cherish most in this world, the vast majority would say it’s their mother.”
Qian Duoduo felt a little jealous of Jin Buhuan; he still had a mother.
“My mother—thank you. All right, I’ll go back with you to see her.” Qian Duoduo sighed.
Without Jin Buhuan’s mother, there would be no Jin Buhuan. Without Jin Buhuan, there would be no current Qian Duoduo. And he, Qian Duoduo, would not have embarked on the path of Cultivation.
His mother is my mother; I’m going to see my mother, not the Jin Family.
“Senior Brother, Huang Guiren,” Qian Duoduo thought for a moment, then called Lei Jiashu over, “I’m going to the Jin Family to see my mother.”
Wang Dahei took out 10,000 gold coins from his Storage Pouch, “Take this for me, for my aunt to spend normally.”
“Wait for me a moment.” Huang Guiren jumped into the manor and entered the Spirit Chicken farm.
Lei Jiashu thought for a moment and took out some Medicinal Pills from his Storage Pouch, “Auntie’s age is there, these things will definitely be useful. This one is for blood replenishment, this one is for Qi replenishment, this one is for better sleep…”
Watching her explain each of these strange Medicinal Pills so clearly, Qian Duoduo suspected that she wasn’t learning Formations at all, but rather Alchemy.
Huang Guiren came out of the manor and handed Qian Duoduo a Storage Pouch, saying proudly, “One hundred spirit chicken eggs about to hatch, please let Auntie raise them for fun so she won’t be lonely. One hundred fresh century-old Ling Shen, please let Auntie eat them so she won’t grow old. One hundred jars of freshly harvested Hundred Spirit Flower honey, please let Auntie drink it with water for good health.”
“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” Qian Duoduo was not modest and accepted all their things. Qian Duoduo’s mother passed away early, and Qian Duoduo had no impression of her, so he didn’t know what to bring when seeing his mother, or what would make her happy.
As they descended Mengyuan Mountain and flew towards the Jin Family in a Winged Vehicle with Jin Yongqiang and Jin Buqiu, Qian Duoduo actually became nervous.
Jin Buhuan’s biological mother, she wouldn’t recognize that he wasn’t Jin Buhuan, would she?
