19: Chapter 19 Cangjiang County City

Ye Yisong didn't need to turn around; he knew from the voice that that jealous Ye Yitian had arrived.

Ignoring Ye Yitian's weird screeching, Ye Yisong said to the Black-robed Deacon, "Deacon, I would like five High Grade spirit ascension pills and five High Grade pulse warming pills. Also, I'd like to exchange two thousand Spirit Stones for High Grade Talisman Making Materials. Please include some of all five basic attributes, with Fire and Wood types making up sixty percent."

The Black-robed Deacon looked at Ye Yisong and thought to himself, "Thirteenth Young Master, you really are willing to spend for the sake of Cultivating; not a single one of those seven thousand Spirit Stones is left."

"Thirteenth Young Master, I'm afraid that won't be possible..." the Black-robed Deacon said with difficulty.

Ye Yisong frowned and looked at him in confusion.

"With the Martial Examination approaching, many Family Disciples have been exchanging for Medicinal Pills. Uh... all the High Grade Medicinal Pills have been exchanged, and it's estimated that it will be very difficult to restock this month," the Black-robed Deacon explained helplessly.

"Then I'll exchange for Medium Grade ones," Ye Yisong said.

It seemed everyone was putting in their full effort, wanting to show off their skills in the Martial Examination.

"Alright!" the Black-robed Deacon responded happily. With one transaction, he made a steady profit of 120 Spirit Stones. How refreshing!

Ye Yisong put the Medicinal Pills, Talisman Making Materials, and the remaining 2000 Spirit Stones into his Storage Pouch before looking at Ye Yitian on the side and saying, "Yitian, why did you come to the Affairs Hall too?"

Ye Yitian lifted his little head and said smugly, "I broke through to a One-Star Martial Warrior, so I came to the Affairs Hall to register and collect this year's stipend while I was at it."

He was too embarrassed to say that to break through, he had taken out all his savings from several years to exchange for a Second-Tier barrier-breaking pill.

If he didn't come to collect his stipend soon, he would be starving.

Family Disciples basically all exploited this little loophole regarding stipends: they would work hard to Cultivate for a year and wait until December to see if they could break through to the next Realm, as the Spirit Stone stipend for each Realm differed by tenfold.

For those clansmen without a specialized skill, this was a huge sum of Spirit Stones; they might not even earn that much in several months of doing missions, so they had to seize this opportunity to fleece the Family.

The Elders in the Family also turned a blind eye to it; after all, the meat would rot in their own pot, and it didn't flow outside.

Ye Yisong looked at Ye Yitian carefully. He hadn't seen him in a few days, and the kid had actually broken through. He guessed he was the same as him—he had popped some pills.

His branch of the Family had a relatively strong foundation. It was said that there was currently a Nine-Star Martial Master clan uncle who was already in seclusion, preparing to break through to the Martial Ancestor Realm.

"Thirteenth Brother, wait for me a moment. Once I register my cultivation and collect my stipend, we can go back together. The two of them also came today and are waiting for me on the first floor."

"I must 'beat up' you rich guy today, don't you run away."

After Ye Yitian finished speaking, he went to the less crowded counter number 5 and queued up.

The internal Ye Family was relatively united. Everyone acted according to the rules, and there were basically no arrogant or despotic Disciples. After the individual troublemakers were dealt with a few times, they also started behaving themselves.

After waiting for ten minutes, Ye Yitian came over, and they walked downstairs with Ye Yisong.

Ye Yisong looked back at the structure of the Affairs Hall and the efficiency of the people coming and going. He couldn't help but sigh; the talents of Great Wei were like crucian carp crossing the river. While developing martial power, they hadn't fallen behind in technology either. Wasn't this administrative hall just a bank combined with a supermarket from his past life?

Just as they got downstairs, Ye Yitian walked over quickly and whispered something to Ye Yiguang and Ye Yifan. During this, he used several large arm-spreading gestures. Finally, the three of them looked at Ye Yisong with green light in their eyes.

The four of them grew up together and were all on the same starting line. Why were you so outstanding? Did you not want to let others Cultivate properly?

It's not that one fears their brother living a hard life, but rather that one fears their brother getting ahead.

No, today we must 'beat up' this rich guy to vent our hatred.

So the three of them rubbed their hands together and approached Ye Yisong with cackling laughter, saying all at once, "Treat us, you must treat us!"

"Let's go to the most luxurious restaurant in the Prefecture city, Yuelai Pavilion."

"Right, let's go to Yuelai Pavilion."

"We must 'beat up' the rich guy."

Ye Yisong felt like his ears were about to explode. He covered the mouths of these chatterboxes with his hands and said, "Alright, alright, stop making a spectacle of yourselves here."

Saying this, he dragged these three green-eyed monsters away from the Affairs Hall.

"Hurry up, or we won't make the Family's treasure ship to the Prefecture city."

The Ye Family's Luomu Mountain range was over seven hundred kilometers away from the Prefecture city. Even for a Martial Ancestor expert, it would take seven hours of flying without eating or drinking to reach the Prefecture city.

To facilitate transportation, the Family spent a great price to purchase a Fourth-Tier Low Grade treasure ship. For this treasure ship, traveling ten thousand li a day was no problem.

Taking the treasure ship from Luomu Mountain to the Prefecture city took just over an hour, with a consumption cost of only three thousand Spirit Stones.

The treasure ship would make one round trip between the Prefecture city and Luomu Mountain every day.

Family Disciples only needed to spend ten Spirit Stones to ride the treasure ship to the Prefecture city, which was very convenient.

The four of them quickly arrived at the treasure ship's boarding point, Shuiyunjian. Ye Yisong paid 40 Spirit Stones for everyone, and the group boarded the third floor of the treasure ship.

Before they had even stood steady, the treasure ship started moving and flew rapidly toward Cangjiang Prefecture city. The treasure ship waited for no one; if you missed the time, you had to wait until tomorrow.

The journey was safe but thrilling. Several times, Third-Tier flying Yao Beasts tried to attack the treasure ship, but they were easily killed by the ship's Fourth-Tier Formation. It didn't even fall to the Cultivators stationed on the ship to intervene. Of course, activating the Formation on the ship required consuming Spirit Stones.

After arriving at Cangjiang Prefecture city, the treasure ship stopped on an open space five kilometers away from the city. The remaining distance had to be covered by the Cultivators themselves.

"Seventy-fifth Uncle, are you coming to the Prefecture city to play too?" When getting off the ship, they ran into an old acquaintance, Ye Yisong and the others' Seventy-fifth Uncle, Uncle Jiefu.

Uncle Jiefu was a Three-Star Martial Warrior; he was ranked 75th among the sixth-generation Disciples and was two years older than them. They used to run into each other during morning exercises, and they slowly became familiar with each other.

When Uncle Jiefu turned 15, he stopped participating in morning exercises, so they had less contact.

They didn't expect to run into him here.

"It's you kids. With the Martial Examination coming up soon, the Family is short on high-end Medicinal Pills, so I came to the Prefecture city to see if I could exchange for some Cultivation resources," Uncle Jiefu replied.

"Seventy-fifth Uncle, let's go to Yuelai Pavilion to eat together. Thirteenth Brother is treating, hehe," Ye Yiguang invited enthusiastically.

"Yeah, yeah, today we are 'beating up' a rich guy," Ye Yifan added.

Ye Yisong also extended an invitation at this time: "Seventy-fifth Uncle, we haven't seen each other for two years. It's rare to run into each other today, let's have a meal together."

Uncle Jiefu hesitated for a moment before agreeing: "Alright, today I will take advantage of the Thirteenth Young Master's good fortune."

Uncle Jiefu had stayed in the Family for years, so he had naturally heard of Ye Yisong's deeds—the youngest Second-Tier Talisman Maker in the whole clan. He was more than happy to renew their past friendship.

The group walked into the city together and soon arrived at the entrance of Yuelai Pavilion.

Cangjiang Prefecture city had a no-fly order. Except for the law enforcement team, no one was allowed to fly in the city, or they would be killed without question, unless they were a Fifth-Tier big shot.

Just as they walked into Yuelai Pavilion, Uncle Jiefu saw a figure on the second floor and said softly, "Isn't that Second Master Qi Zhenglu of the Qi Family's second branch?"

Several people looked in the direction of Uncle Jiefu's gaze and only saw a back entering private room number 8 on the third floor.

"There aren't many good people among those surnamed Qi," Ye Yiguang couldn't help but complain.

"Indeed," Ye Yitian rarely held the same view as Ye Yiguang.

"Brother Fu, regarding the matter we discussed last time, how have you considered it?" Qi Zhenglu looked at the burly man in front of him with a smile.