34: Chapter 34 The Hidden Dragon of the Su Family!

Su Yuan's proposal was reasonable.

Since he now had the strength to flip the table, there was no need to keep hiding in this desolate mountain range like a tortoise shrinking into its shell.

He looked straight into Su Yu's eyes and stated his true inner thoughts with extreme honesty.

"I am a Seventh-grade Spirit Root. Being able to barely complete the Human Dao Foundation Establishment has already exhausted all of my fortune and potential in this life."

"As for the Golden Core Great Dao of the cultivation world, I have self-awareness; it is impossible for me to touch it in this lifetime."

Su Yuan's tone was very calm, devoid of regret, showing only a clear understanding of reality.

"Although I am a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator with nearly three hundred years of lifespan remaining."

"But I do not wish to go out and fight anymore; I only want to dedicate the remaining two hundred plus years to the family, to safeguard a true century-long foundation for the family."

"Qingmu Market has a first-grade superior spiritual vein."

"The spiritual energy there is sufficient for the family's Qi Refining Stage disciples to cultivate without obstruction, and it is enough to maintain the circulation of my true essence at the early Foundation Establishment Stage."

Listening to Su Yuan's extremely pragmatic plan, which lacked any unrealistic ambitions, Su Yu nodded slightly.

He did not accuse Su Yuan of lacking ambition, nor did he force him to venture into the wider world.

Knowing when to be content and when to stop is the only way to endure.

Since he had clearly seen the limits of his talent, choosing to return to the family to act as a guardian patriarch was the most rational choice, and the one most beneficial to Hidden Dragon Manor.

"If you have decided, then do it."

Su Yu picked up the teacup on the stone table and gave his approval.

"Qingmu Market is indeed a good place for the family to take root and sprout. The reason the main branch couldn't hold onto it back then was because their strength was insufficient."

"Now that you have reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, this territory should naturally be taken over by us."

Su Yu put down the teacup, his tone revealing an unquestionable indifference.

"Since we are going to make a move, there is no need to talk about the rules of the cultivation world."

"If you don't remove the roots when cutting the grass, it will grow again with the spring breeze."

"You should first enter seclusion in the secret chamber for three months to thoroughly stabilize your Foundation Establishment Stage realm and magic power."

"Three months later, kill every cultivator in the Zhao and Lin families who is at the mid-stage of Qi Refining or higher!"

Su Yuan nodded heavily, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes.

"Understood."

Three months later.

On an ordinary late night, Su Yuan, having thoroughly consolidated his early Foundation Establishment Stage realm, changed into an inconspicuous black robe and left Hidden Dragon Manor silently.

He did not fly on a sword to create a grand spectacle.

Instead, relying on the powerful true essence of the Foundation Establishment Stage, he skimmed across the ground like a ghost, speeding toward Qingmu Market eight hundred miles away.

After the Qingmu Su Clan was destroyed back then, Qingmu Market was carved up by the Zhao and Lin families.

For thirty years, relying on the nourishment of the first-grade superior spiritual vein, the two families' power had grown increasingly prosperous.

The two patriarchs of the Zhao and Lin families, although still stuck at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining, were already the undisputed local emperors within a radius of five hundred miles.

That night, Qingmu Market was brightly lit.

Deep within the Zhao family residence, Patriarch Zhao was sitting cross-legged in the Spirit Gathering Array, practicing breathing techniques.

Suddenly, a terrifying pressure that made his soul tremble descended upon the Zhao family without warning.

"Who is it?!"

Patriarch Zhao slammed his eyes open, rushing out of his room in sheer terror.

The answer he received was not any words, but a giant magic handprint condensed from Foundation Establishment true essence, emitting a blinding light.

With no formation to block it and no room to fight back.

"Boom —!"

The magic seal descended upon his head.

Patriarch Zhao didn't even have time to summon his life-bound magical artifact; he, along with the entire courtyard he was in, was crushed into powder by this absolute power of realm suppression.

Instant kill.

A legitimate Foundation Establishment cultivator against the Qi Refining Stage is inherently a dimensional strike.

Immediately after, shrill screams rang out all over the Zhao family.

Su Yuan's divine sense was like an invisible net, precisely locking onto every cultivator in the Zhao family at the mid-stage of Qi Refining or higher.

Flying swords shuttled like meteors.

In less than half an hour, all of the Zhao family's high-tier combat power had been slaughtered.

Subsequently, Su Yuan changed direction and headed straight for the Lin family.

The same thunderous methods, the same lack of ability to resist.

Overnight, the two major families that had dominated Qingmu Market for thirty years saw their upper echelons wiped out, completely falling apart.

At dawn, the remaining loose cultivators and low-level cultivators in Qingmu Market walked out of their homes, trembling.

They discovered in horror that the Zhao and Lin family residences had turned into ruins, with the corpses of both families' leaders covering the ground.

And at the core spiritual vein array eye of the market, a middle-aged man in a green robe stood with his hands behind his back, his body exuding a Foundation Establishment pressure that made all Qi Refining cultivators gasp for air.

The news spread like wildfire, quickly reaching the surrounding territories.

A Foundation Establishment great cultivator had descended, wiped out the Zhao and Lin families single-handedly, and taken over Qingmu Market!

The bottom rung of the cultivation world is inherently a place where the strong prey on the weak.

No one would cry injustice for the dead Zhao and Lin families, just as no one had pitied the Su Family before.

The loose cultivators only knew that this land had a new master.

A few days later, a massive convoy arrived from the direction of Black Wind Valley, rolling imposingly into Qingmu Market.

Hidden Dragon Manor had officially relocated its entire clan.

After forty-five years, these remnants of the collateral branch who had fled like dogs back then finally stepped back onto this land, which possessed a first-grade superior spiritual vein, in broad daylight.

Only this time, they were no longer the exploited underclass, but the absolute masters of this market.

Su Yu sat in the carriage, lifting the curtain to look at the familiar yet strange market streets outside.

The former Qingmu Spirit Herb Pavilion had long been burned down, replaced by several new buildings.

But the spiritual vein beneath this ground still emitted spiritual energy far richer than that of Black Wind Valley.

The convoy drove into the residence at the very center of the market, where the spiritual energy was most abundant.

The plaque above had already been replaced with four large characters: Qianlong Su Family.

Not using the name of the Qingmu Su Clan was a decision shared by both Su Yu and Su Yuan.

The original Qingmu main branch had died out.

The current Qianlong Su Family was a new family established single-handedly by their collateral branch.

On the night they moved into the new residence, Su Yu went alone to the secret chamber at the core of the spiritual vein in the deepest part of the estate.

Feeling the pure spiritual energy around him, Su Yu took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

With a Foundation Establishment cultivator guarding the family and a first-grade superior spiritual vein as their foundation, external threats had been cleared away.

For the remaining years, he could finally completely set his heart at ease and peacefully spend his twilight years in this residence.