Luo Changfeng, seated quietly beneath the Stone Pavilion.
He quietly rose to his feet and walked towards the location of the three-acre spiritual field he had personally cultivated within the courtyard.
In recent times, whenever he had nothing else to do, he enjoyed visiting the three-acre spiritual field he had created.
To check on the special spiritual root medicines he had planted there.
While the other spiritual root medicines were somewhat valuable, they weren’t so important as to require constant attention.
However, within those three acres, the mysterious seed he had obtained from a Heritage Secret Realm, which he had since cultivated into a young tree, had garnered quite a bit of Luo Changfeng’s attention.
“I didn’t expect that in such a short time, that unknown mysterious spiritual root crop would grow to be one meter tall.”
At the edge of the three-acre spiritual field, Luo Changfeng watched the one-meter-tall, young green-branched,
mysterious spiritual root crop whose surroundings were suffused with strong vitality and traces of spiritual power.
Luo Changfeng couldn’t help but slightly squint his eyes.
Although that mysterious and unnamed spiritual root crop hadn’t fully matured yet, even so, just by standing next to the one-meter-tall mysterious spiritual root crop, he could feel a potent life force and extremely pure spiritual power slowly permeating towards him.
If during this time, he took several breaths, his body could passively absorb the spiritual power and life energy emitted by that mysterious spiritual root crop.
While this wasn’t a significant increase for Luo Changfeng’s cultivation level, it was still better than nothing.
“Just at the initial stage, yet it has reached this level.”
“I wonder what kind of surprise this mysterious and unnamed spiritual root crop will bring me once it truly matures?”
Luo Changfeng mused silently in his heart.
Afterward, he turned around, hands clasped behind his back, and returned beneath the Stone Pavilion.
Gazing into the distance, he held a tea cup in his hand, wondering about something.
In Qingshi City, on the Luo Family Ancestral Land.
Inside the room of the Luo Family Patriarch, Luo Ping, the current Luo Family Patriarch, was seated in a principal seat.
At that moment, he was slightly bowing his head, dealing with the affairs on his desk that he hadn’t yet reviewed or decided on.
Meanwhile, Luo Yao, who appeared somewhat bored by his side, seemed to be sneaking in some idleness while the Luo Family Patriarch Luo Ping wasn’t paying attention to him.
It’s also true that for Luo Yao, slacking off was his life’s principle.
If he could slack, he would.
If he could be lazy, he’d take the chance.
If he had to work all day long, he’d rather spend his time cultivating to improve his own level of practice,
as that seemed more comfortable to him.
After all, with cultivation, one might close their eyes and upon opening them again, ten days or half a month might have already passed.
The saying, “In cultivation, there is no sun nor moon,” isn’t said in vain.
But if he were to spend that time dealing with the family’s affairs, those ten days or half a month would indeed feel like a true ten days or half a month,
a duration so excruciatingly long it felt many times worse than secluded bitter practice.
“Family Head.”
Suddenly, a voice rang out within the room.
Luo Ping, seated at the principal seat and current Luo Family Patriarch, lifted his head in curiosity upon hearing the sound.
He looked towards the black-clothed cultivator standing before him.
“What is it?” Luo Ping asked in a low voice, looking at the person before him.
Luo Yao, seated beside Luo Ping, being groomed as the next Family Head, though he said nothing, still raised his head, silently observing the black-clothed cultivator in the room.
In his gaze, the curiosity and eagerness for gossip were evident.
At this moment, it had already become evident.
“Family Head, the Bai Hua Pavilion within the territory of the Great Moon Dynasty has vanished without a trace,”
said the black-clothed cultivator with a slight bow of his head.
“Vanished without a trace?”
Hearing this, Luo Ping, who sat in the seat of honor, couldn’t help but narrow his eyes slightly.
However, after pondering for a moment, he silently nodded his head.
“Bai Hua Pavilion offended our Qingshi City Luo Family and probably found out about the cultivator at the Mortal Transcendence Realm above Blood Refinement stationed in our Qingshi City Luo Family Ancestral Land,” “Thus, they chose to flee and abandon their control over the Great Moon Dynasty. Although it’s somewhat unexpected, it still fits within reason,”
Luo Ping muttered to himself in a low voice.
Afterward, he waved his hand.
Seeing this, the black-clothed cultivator silently vanished from the room.
“So...”
“This world of cultivation ultimately still respects strength above all,”
“Before knowing the true situation on our side, Bai Hua Pavilion sent a large number of cultivators, seemingly intending to clash with our Luo Family,” “However, as the entire group from Bai Hua Pavilion was buried outside Qingshi City,” “And when they found out that our Elder Changfeng’s cultivation had reached the Mortal Transcendence Realm above Blood Refinement,” “Bai Hua Pavilion, in order to survive on this continent,” “Even gave up control of the Great Moon Dynasty in their hands,”
“Looking at it now, it’s quite ridiculous yet somewhat sad,”
“Perhaps, this is the way of survival for the weak in this world...”
He thought to himself silently.
Luo Ping then lowered his head slightly, Continuing to pick up a document from the desk, one that had already been processed by the Luo Family Advisers,
He opened it and quietly began to read.
“They fled?”
“They just ran away like that?”
In the room, Luo Yao, who was seated next to Luo Ping, looked at the Family Head Luo Ping beside him, Then, he turned his head, And looked in the direction of the Great Moon Dynasty outside the room.
As a member of the Luo Family, especially being cultivated as the next Family Head, Luo Yao naturally knew the situation of his clan very well.
Whether the family intended to act against Bai Hua Pavilion, he was very clear about it.
Although, Bai Hua Pavilion had offended his Qingshi City Luo Family because of this incident, The Qingshi City Luo Family was constrained by the nearby White Brahma Temple and the Da Feng Dynasty’s Imperial Feng Family with its unfathomable heritage of thousands of years, Therefore, the Luo Family wouldn’t likely use its clan’s forces to take action against Bai Hua Pavilion, far inside the territory of the Great Moon Dynasty.
However, what was somewhat unexpected was that...
Bai Hua Pavilion, due to their own panic and unease, Directly chose to flee.
This couldn’t help but cause Luo Yao to sigh with emotion and also made him increasingly aware of the importance of a high-level power to a clan, And the deterrent power that his Luo Family currently possessed.
“Bai Hua Pavilion’s choice to flee is not really something worth our attention,” “But rather, with Bai Hua Pavilion fleeing, what should be done with the territory of the Great Moon Dynasty, which should have belonged to Bai Hua Pavilion?”
“The Great Moon Dynasty, although not vast in territory, could be considered a piece of fatty meat,”
“Now that territory has become ownerless,”
“It is anticipated that the Great Moon Dynasty will experience significant upheaval before long,”
“It’s just unknown who will end up with the Great Moon Dynasty in the end?”
After a long thought, Luo Yao subtly curled his lips in disdain.
Regardless, no matter who ends up with the Great Moon Dynasty in the end, As long as it does not fall into the hands of the White Brahma Temple, that would be enough.
After absorbing the influence of the Great Flame Dynasty within the territory of the Da Feng Dynasty, The White Brahma Temple’s power has already inflated to an extremely strong degree,
If the White Brahma Temple were to grow stronger from this, He would indeed start to worry that the White Brahma Temple would later pose a threat to his Qingshi City Luo Family’s lands.

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