Chapter 41: Old Monster, Red-clothed Boy

Chapter 41: Old Monster, Red-clothed Boy
While Wei Zhong was waiting for news from the Li family, the girls around him immediately surrounded him:

"Master, come and have a taste. Sister Hua's cooking skills are really good. The aroma of this roasted spirit fish is enough to make the sisters die.

But Sister Hua stopped us and insisted that Master take the first bite."

After a day of getting along, the maids all understood that Senior Wei Zhong did not have any airs of a foundation-building person. He treated everyone around him very gently and would joke with them from time to time.

Therefore, each of them is quite bold.

He pushed Sister Hua into Wei Zhong's arms. Wei Zhong hugged the warm and soft girl and did not refuse. He hugged her waist generously.

Now the Li family has probably decided on the transfer under Li Haowen's persuasion, so it will have no impact on me accepting these maids.

Looking at the woman in his arms, she was about 28 years old, with fair skin and beautiful looks. The reason she was called sister by these maids was not because of her age, but because of her highest level of cultivation.

She was the only one in the group who was at the third level of Qi Refining and had the most prestige. Her name also contained the word "花", so she was called "花姐" by the others.

Wei Zhong guessed that he should be young. To be able to maintain such a youthful appearance, he should have started practicing cultivation a long time ago. Now his cultivation is stuck here, probably because of limited qualifications and resources.

Wei Zhong rubbed the soft jade on his belly and opened his mouth. He immediately understood and fed the roasted spirit fish into Wei Zhong's mouth.

Wei Zhong tasted it once or twice and found that there was something special about this roasted spirit fish.

With a smile on his face, he said:

"Not bad, it's a reward!"

After saying this, he took out a top-grade Qi-nourishing Pill and stuffed it into his chest.

This generous move immediately caused the surrounding maids to scream:
"Ah, Master, Master, I want one too..."

"Sister Hua" who Wei Zhong was hugging looked at Wei Zhong with eyes full of tenderness.

After taking out some spirit stones to appease the others, Wei Zhong asked the real name of the woman in his arms.

Her name is Xie Linghua, she is not from the Li family, but from a small family of immortal cultivators. Her family fell into poverty, and by chance she was taken in by a grandmother named Li.

Now that the old lady had passed away, he had no one to rely on, so he was sent to Black Lake Island to please Wei Zhong, the foundation-building master.

"Ling'er seems to know some spiritual cooking skills?"

Wei Zhong was so much older than her that he naturally wouldn't call her "Sister Hua" but "Ling'er".

"When the family was still around, I learned some skills from my father, but I only know the basics. I feel ashamed to receive such praise and reward from the senior. Ling'er is not talented, but I still have some experience in managing a family. I hope to stay by your side and serve you for the rest of my life."

Wei Zhong nodded. There were not many smart women who were so sensible and knew how to seize opportunities to climb up. Wei Zhong was not stingy in giving her a chance. But if she was not capable enough, he would just replace her with someone else.

Playing with the black hair on his forehead, Wei Zhong said gently:
"Okay, from now on, I'll let you take care of Black Lake Island."

As soon as these words were spoken, a trace of disbelief flashed across Xie Linghua's face, but she immediately reacted and was about to kowtow to express her gratitude.

Wei Zhong smiled and supported him:
"Instead of bowing to thank you, you should feed me two more spirit fish."

She then excitedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, smiled brilliantly, and fed the spirit fish to Wei Zhong with even deeper tenderness.

The people around saw that Xie Linghua had won such a high position in front of this foundation-building senior with just a few words, and they immediately regretted it and hated why the person who approached just now was not themselves.

But seeing how happy the senior was, he couldn't complain out loud.

They were friendly, but he was a foundation-building master after all, much higher than the Qi-refining maids, and these maids were still able to tell the difference. Some people were already thinking about how to leave a good impression on Sister Hua later, and whether they had ever neglected Sister Hua in the past...

Just as Wei Zhong was enjoying himself, Li Haowen came back.

Seeing Wei Zhong, he immediately bowed:
"I'm sorry to bother you, Senior."

Wei Zhong put Xie Linghua down and immediately took everyone to the side.

"He is indeed a smart man."

"Tell me, do your family members agree to my request?" Li Haowen said respectfully:

"As Senior wishes, my Li family will naturally comply. Moreover, Senior Chu's killing of the Taoist Candle is a great favor to both the Li family and me."

"Oh?"

“You don’t know, senior, when that evil man came, he wanted to occupy my Li family’s land. My father, as the head of the family, would rather die than obey him, and was brutally killed by him.

After losing the pillar, my lineage has also been reduced to a branch. In fact, the senior is the benefactor of me, Li Haowen."

Having said this, Li Haowen kowtowed and bowed.

Wei Zhong didn't expect that there was such a secret. Seeing that he was about to kowtow to him a few times, a stream of spiritual energy lifted him up.

"Well, this is all fate, and you don't have to do this kind of ceremony."

The latter then stood up and handed the spiritual contract to Wei Zhong.

On it are Wei Zhong's seal and the Li family's clan seal.

He nodded and put it into the storage bag.

Seeing that Li Haowen was still standing there, he asked:
"Anything else?"

The latter said frankly: "My Li family would like to invite you to become a guest of my Li family, and also ask you to hold up an umbrella for the Li family at this moment."

Wei Zhong sighed. The Li family's move was not unexpected.

At first, when the ancestor of the Li family passed away, it was the sudden visit of Taoist Zhu who prevented the Li family from being divided. Now that Taoist Zhu is dead, the Li family will naturally come to him for help.

"Okay, but we have to make it clear. You, the Li family, should use my name Chu Zhong with caution, and don't ruin my reputation. If there are people who have ulterior motives and want to harm your Li family, I will also take appropriate action."

Li Haowen was overjoyed and bowed down:

"Thank you, Senior. The clan leader once said that if you need anything, just let me know."

Wei Zhong smiled and pointed at the group of beautiful girls and said:
"Then let these maids stay here for now. It would be very lonely for me to live alone on such a large Black Lake Island."

These words were not avoided by the group of maids, and the people behind them immediately burst into cheers one after another.

"By the way, find some spiritual farmers to help me take good care of this Black Lake Island."

"Yes, senior."

Wei Zhong waved his hand, and Li Haowen left tactfully.

Wei Zhong stretched his body lazily. Now the matter of the spiritual land was finally settled.

He was no longer a spiritual farmer living under someone else's roof, but a foundation-building cultivator with his own spiritual island.

Just as Wei Zhong was sighing, a child's voice suddenly reached his ears:

"He is a man who knows how to enjoy life."

Wei Zhong was startled and turned around to see a boy in red standing next to him.

"Who is this person? He actually sneaked up to me without anyone noticing."

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed Wei Zhong's arm with lightning speed.

Wei Zhong had no time to resist, and his panic became even worse. Just as he was struggling to break free, he heard the boy's words:

"He is over a hundred years old and in the early stage of foundation building. He is really a misfit."

Wei Zhong was surprised that this man didn't seem to have any hostility.

(End of this chapter)