A night passed.
Han Yang woke up early, and the first thing he did was use his movement technique to leap onto the roof.
He looked around and found that Xiao Hei was only about two hundred metres away from him.
After a brief thought, he understood.
Everyone was heading in the same direction with the same goal, so it was not strange to encounter each other on the way.
Han Yang had no intention of calling Xiao Hei back, treating it as a training exercise for Xiao Hei.
He had raised her for three years, and he had indeed developed some feelings for her.
He just didn’t know if Xiao Hei could transform into a Demon Beast or something.
If not, her usefulness would probably be limited in the future.
As for whether he would lose her perhaps.
After all, he hadn’t been constantly monitoring Xiao Hei’s movements day and night since he met Duanmu Xi.
But even if Xiao Hei was foolish, she would follow Han Xinghua.
At worst, she should only end up in Han Xinghua’s hands.
Even if she really ran away, it didn’t matter.
Soon, everyone had breakfast, and Han Yang still entered Duanmu Xi’s carriage as he did yesterday.
After Duanmu Xi got into the carriage, she directly handed over a small booklet and said,
“Brother Yang, this was given to me by my third uncle after he tested my Spiritual Root.
Um, he said it’s basic common knowledge and told me to read it more often when I had nothing to do.”
“Actually, this booklet will also be given out when we arrive at the Sect.”
“It just so happens that we have nothing to do on the road, so let’s study it together.”
Han Yang took the booklet and started reading.
On it were the words “Myriad Dao sect Disciple Handbook.”
The two of them started chatting while reading.
“Duanmu Xi, so our Jiayuan City actually has Cultivators and even some guarding Cultivators.
It’s just that most people don’t know about it.”
“Brother Yang, actually, our Family has Cultivators who returned from the Sect.
I only just found out recently.
However, according to what’s written here, after reaching the Qi Refinement Stage and turning 80, one can apply to the Sect to return to secular life and start a Family.”
“A Cultivator in the Qi Refinement Stage can live up to about 150 years.
If they enter the Sect in their teens, it means they have to work for the Sect for 70 years before they can return to secular life.”
“This is even harder than the servants in our mansion who are released, because our Family seems to release them at 60.”
Han Yang nodded, sighing in his heart.
This was somewhat like the retirement system of a prince’s mansion: when you are old and frail, deaf and blind, and no longer useful, you are given freedom.
At that time, you can also receive a sum of money to live out your later years in peace, which is still relatively humane.
This Myriad Dao sect and the Han Family seem to be quite similar.
It’s just that it sounds nicer to call them Disciples, but the nature is the same: they have to perform mandatory tasks every year.
Moreover, this handbook even states that if one fails to complete tasks for three consecutive years, it means you have an opinion about the Myriad Dao sect, and the answer is one word: kill.
“By the way, Duanmu Xi, didn’t your Family say they were a great Cultivation Family?
Why don’t you Cultivate on some Spiritual Vein Blessed Land?”
“Doesn’t it say here that the Myriad Dao sect has many affiliated Families?”
Upon hearing this, Duanmu Xi immediately perked up, raising her head and saying,
“Brother Yang, I heard from my third uncle that our Family is not ordinary.
Our Old Ancestor is a Golden Core expert and also the Peak Master of Hundred Herbs Peak, occupying a mountain peak of the Sect!
So all the people with Spiritual Roots in our Family Cultivate in the Sect.”
“And the place occupied by the Sect is the only Level 4 Spiritual Vein within the Myriad Dao sect’s sphere of influence.
The Spiritual Veins occupied by other affiliated Families are at most Level 3.”
“Even most of the Medicinal Pills taken by the Sect Disciples come from our Family’s Hundred herbs Peak.”
“So, Brother Yang, when you go to the Sect in the future, just tell them my name, Duanmu Xi!”
“I’ll protect you!”
Han Yang gasped, and his gaze towards Duanmu Xi changed slightly.
This was a true second-generation Immortal, a golden thigh to cling to!
He had no aversion to clinging to a powerful figure.
As long as it could save him decades of detours, being able to bend and stretch was nothing.
Things like “My fate is up to me, not heaven,” “self-reliance,” and “striving for self-improvement” sounded impressive, but how could they compare to the exhilaration of taking a shortcut?
Han Yang saw a word in this “Myriad Dao sect Disciple Handbook” “Exploitation.”
The two of them thus pondered over the Myriad Dao sect’s Disciple Handbook.
Half a month passed in a flash, and everyone finally arrived at Yuyue City, which was twenty thousand Miles away from Jiayuan City.
“Brother Yang, we’ve arrived at Yuyue City.
No more carriage rides, my waist is broken from all the bumping.
Let’s get down and walk.”
Han Yang stretched after getting out of the carriage.
What met his eyes were endless fields.
“Oh, Duanmu Xi, the rice planted in this field is so big.
It must be the Spiritual Rice mentioned in the Disciple Handbook, right?” Han Yang leaned closer to the fields by the roadside and looked.
He found that it looked like rice, but it was much larger, even bigger than the rice he had casually planted in his own space.
“Brother Yang, it should be this.
I’ve eaten it; it smells really good when cooked.
Once we start Cultivating, we won’t eat Mortal food anymore.”
Duanmu Xi also squatted by the roadside and started looking.
The two of them walked along, looking at things along the way.
Han Yang noticed that many of the plants growing by the roadside were unfamiliar to him.
Some fields had grass as tall as a person, some had flowers, and some had Medicinal Materials.
He said with some emotion, This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
“Duanmu Xi, I’m afraid everything planted in this Yuyue City is for Cultivators, right?”
At this moment, Duanmu Xi’s third uncle interjected, “That’s right, you kid understood it immediately.
Let me tell you this: Yuyue City is the largest source of low-level Materials outside of the Sect’s territory.”
“For example, this Spiritual Rice, and the Azure Spirit Grass used for making low-level Talismans next to it, the Spiritual Wood used for refining low-level Puppets, and even the low-level medicinal ingredients used in the Qi Refining Powder you’ll take in the future – all of them are grown here.”
“Some simple things don’t require Cultivators to do them; Mortals can do them just as well.”
“Otherwise, how would the Myriad Dao sect’s mere tens of thousands of Disciples be enough?”
Before Han Yang could speak, a huge flying boat suddenly appeared in the sky.
Duanmu Xi gasped and said, “Third Uncle, this flying boat is too big, isn’t it?
It’s much bigger than your flying boat that can only carry a few people.”
“How many people can it carry?”
Han Yang also looked at the huge flying boat in the sky with some shock, or rather, it looked more like a multi-story ship.
It was three stories high, and there were square windows on both sides.
“This is a public flying boat.
This one is a medium-sized one and can transport about two thousand people.
The largest one can transport five thousand people.”
“Because low-level Cultivators cannot travel too far and the journey is dangerous, some major markets or places frequently visited by Cultivators will set up public flying boat stops.”
“And Yuyue City is the hub for public flying boats within the Myriad Dao sect’s territory.
It’s very convenient to go anywhere from Yuyue City, but the price is a bit expensive.”
“You’ll know when you enter the Sect later.
Generally, low-level Loose Cultivators can’t afford this.”
Duanmu Hui walked and talked like this.
Han Yang also understood Yuyue City more and more.
It turned out that Yuyue City was the main source of immortal Sect Disciples.
A large city with a population of no less than ten million, it was also the largest Level 2 Spiritual Vein within the Myriad Dao sect’s territory, and also the main destination for Disciples after they returned to secular life.
It was also the only truly mixed city where immortals and Mortals coexisted.
It could be said that the ancestors of Yuyue City’s residents were all Cultivators, and the chance of a Spiritual Root appearing was also much higher than among the common people in those Mortal towns.
Moreover, land in Yuyue City was extremely valuable, and even the houses in the city and the fields outside the city were traded with Spirit Stones.
As he walked, Han Yang saw Xiao Hei about twenty meters away.
After a slight hesitation, he took out a wooden whistle and blew it.
In a short while, Xiao Hei flew to Han Yang’s arm.
“Oh, you kid can actually train a Mortal bird so well.
I just don’t know if this falcon has a Spirit Beast Bloodline.
You can try feeding it a Bloodline Pill later.” Duanmu Hui said with some surprise.
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