The Crazy Son-In-Law

Watching Xiao Shun’s excited figure disappear, the expression on Hu Haitian’s face turned dark. But when he turned his gaze towards the master-disciple pair at the “Suspension Pot Inn,” a cruel smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

As a prominent figure by the High Chief’s side, he naturally understood the significance of the medicine garden on Yaoshan to the Old School Society. The fact that this master-disciple duo had chosen to join the New School Society was nothing short of crossing a line with the Old School Society.

It was clear that a fierce battle would soon unfold on Yaoshan between the two factions!

With this thought in mind, he grunted heavily and left the venue.

Hu Haitian could not complete the task assigned by the leadership today. The establishment of the New School Society was already a done deal. The disruption caused by his people coming over was merely to unsettle Xiao Shun.

It was unacceptable that this move had backfired, not disgusting Xiao Shun but instead showcasing the New School Society’s strength in alchemy to the audience. It was a case of shooting oneself in the foot!

The departure of Hu Haitian and his group did not draw any attention from the others.

After conversing with Ning Zhiyuan for a few moments, Xiao Shun returned to the arena and delivered another exciting piece of news to his followers.

“I will be establishing a martial arts school next, welcoming practitioners and children to join. As long as they meet the criteria, all expenses will be covered by the New School Society!”

This was groundbreaking news.

“The expenses will be covered by the New School Society.” Only a person with such grandeur and courage could utter such words!

It was widely known that the cost of cultivating a practitioner was immense, especially in terms of pellets and resources for cultivation. Even a martial arts school or sect needed to go to great lengths to nurture an outstanding disciple. But Master Xiao was willing to fund a martial arts school out of his pocket solely to cultivate talents for the New School Society.

At this point, an independent cultivator eagerly asked Xiao Shun, “Can independent cultivators join?”

Xiao Shun nodded with a smile, replying, “As long as they meet the requirements and are willing to join the New School Society, all are welcome!”

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of independent cultivators enthusiastically joined the New School Society.

Independent cultivators were at the bottom of the cultivation hierarchy, as the Old School Society did not care for these self-taught and weak practitioners, considering them a burden. But Xiao Shun did not share the same view. Imagine someone without any support or resources becoming a practitioner. Could such a person lack talent?

The answer was a resounding no!

The talents of these independent cultivators far surpassed those of many noble sect practitioners. They had become practitioners by their own efforts and discoveries.

“The establishment of the New School Society today might cause Old School Society to lose many talented individuals!”

“Extraordinary deeds require extraordinary individuals. With Master Xiao’s courage, he is far superior to the short-sighted waste of the Old School Society!”

“Think about it. With the help of this martial arts school, how many practitioners will be grateful to the New School Society in the future? If this continues for a decade, will there still be a need for the Old School Society?”

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Some people at the venue had already sensed a change in the wind for the future.

And so, the New School Society’s establishment ceremony ended in a chorus of cheers.

More than forty factions and over seventy independent cultivators of varying levels had become the backbone of the New School Society!

Xiao Shun would not mistreat these people!

After all, the Old School Society was still formidable at the moment, but these people chose to join the New School Society despite the pressure. Xiao Shun knew they had their reasons, but so what?

He firmly believed that once someone entered the doors of the New School Society, no one would be willing to leave because the resources at his disposal far exceeded everyone’s imagination!

Pellets and the martial arts school were merely appetizers; the main course had yet to be served!© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

After the dispersal of the meeting, Ning Zhiyuan did not leave on his own but walked up to Xiao Shun.

“Master Xiao, there is something I would like to discuss with you.”

“Please go ahead, Senior Ning,” Xiao Shun smiled lightly.

“My disciple, Hu Bugui, and I are just independent cultivators, usually focusing on the path of pellets without meddling in worldly affairs. The reason we joined the New School Society this time is not only because of your magnanimity and abilities, but also…”

At this point, Ning Zhiyuan looked slightly hesitant and struggled to find the words.

Seeing this, Xiao Shun’s heart stirred, knowing that this old man probably had something he needed help with. And from the way the other party behaved at the moment, this favor was likely no small matter.

With this thought, he didn’t dwell on it and said boldly, “Since Senior Ning is now a member of our New School Society, feel free to speak your mind!”

“Hehe, I’m just putting on airs.” Ning Zhiyuan chuckled, then got straight to the point.

“To be honest, there is a medicine garden in Yaoshan owned by the Suspension Pot Inn, containing countless rare plants and spiritual roots. There is also a small piece of Five-Colored Soil inside. I’m not sure how the Old School Society found out about this, but they are trying to seize it by force. My disciple and I had no choice but to seek help from Master Xiao!”

“Five-Colored Soil!” Xiao Shun exclaimed.

This stuff was truly a rare treasure, rumored to have been used by Nuwa when mending the heavens. It was also an essential item for ancient powerful cultivators to cultivate immortal roots, and its value was immeasurable.

Even Xiao Shun’s master had searched tirelessly for this soil in the past but to no avail, indicating its rarity.

After being awestruck for a moment, Xiao Shun had no intention of claiming it for himself. He simply nodded calmly to Ning Zhiyuan.

“Senior Ning, rest assured. Once I handle things here, I will accompany you and your disciple to Yaoshan to guard the medicine garden and the divine soil for you.”

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Ning Zhiyuan’s face, and his admiration for Xiao Shun rose even higher.

Five-Colored Soil was a legendary divine item, invaluable to anyone proficient in pellets. Having such an item meant that any rare medicinal herbs could take root and sprout in the soil in the shortest amount of time, without any worries about the quality of the herbs.

This was why the Old School Society was willing to go to great lengths to seize the medicine garden from the Suspension Pot Inn.

But upon hearing about this divine item, Xiao Shun showed a fleeting look of shock in his eyes but no hint of greed.

Such behavior undeniably impressed Ning Zhiyuan.

He then chuckled heartily and said, “We won’t be guarding the medicine garden for you and your disciple but for yourself!”

“What do you mean, Senior?” Xiao Shun looked puzzled.