Family Rise by Daily Intelligence

Chapter 722: Chapter 297: The Heavens Have Changed, Passing Immortal, Awakening

After having a plan in mind, Fu Changsheng began to contemplate how to smoothly mine the Spirit Stone vein, which bordered the Eastern Wilderness Tribe.

Once mined.

Spiritual Qi would inevitably leak.

Therefore, before proceeding, they must set up a Defense Array, and the tier must not be too low, at least a Tier Three Low-Grade for assurance.

Grandmaster Yu was in seclusion.

The Tier Three Array could only be entrusted to Yaoyao.

Fu Changsheng waved his sleeve, and the Communication Jade Talisman floated before him. He sent a technique into the Jade Talisman, his lips moving, and after the Spirit Light on the Jade Talisman faded, after a while, Yaoyao’s voice came through:

"Father, I’m at the Ten Thousand People’s Medical Hall. I’ll return to the city after I’m done here in a few days."

Ten Thousand People’s Medical Hall?

In Fu Changsheng’s memory, the clan didn’t have such a medical hall, but he quickly realized:

"It seems Yaoyao has found an alternative path."

Just as this thought occurred.

A familiar mechanical voice sounded in his Sea of Divine Sense:

"Ding"

"Your daughter has set up a medical hall in the fief, treating thousands of patients over the past five years, greatly enhancing the clan’s happiness and sense of belonging, earning six hundred and sixty-six Clan Contribution Points."

Immediately after.

The Contribution Points on the display suddenly changed to one thousand seven hundred and sixty-six.

Fu Changsheng’s eyes brightened.

He emerged from the secret chamber.

He went directly to the Council Hall and called Brother Fan over.

After breaking through to Foundation Establishment, Brother Fan took over the miscellaneous affairs of the Yunshan County fief from Fu Changli once again, but learning from past experiences, he didn’t handle everything personally, instead establishing a Chief Steward and two Deputy Stewards.

Brother Fan became a grandfather last year.

So he grew a beard.

Because he had been mature since childhood, he now looked even older than Fu Changsheng:

"Father, well met."

"Hmm."

The father and son hadn’t seen each other for nearly ten years.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries.

Fu Changsheng gave Brother Fan some pointers on the cultivation problems he encountered, and then got to the main topic:

"Brother Fan, on paper, how many Spirit Stones can we mobilize from the clan?"

Currently, the clan territories of Luofeng Mountain in Anyang County and the fief in Pingshan County hand over Spirit Stones to the Yunshan County base every five years.

Not long ago.

Fu Yongfan did an accounting with the other fiefs, but to be sure there were no mistakes, he took out the list, checked it carefully, and said:

"In recent years, because our Fu Family’s Spiritual Wine has become popular again, combined with an increase in Puppet Masters and the development of three types of Gu Insects by Sister-in-law Muwan, profits have gradually grown, but due to the growing clan, the annual salary expenses have also increased."

"Accumulated over these years."

"We can mobilize three hundred seventy-eight thousand Spirit Stones."

Generally speaking.

A Treasure Ship costs around six hundred thousand, and a Warship would surely be priced higher due to potential damages, and its final price would also be higher than a Treasure Ship.

Clearly.

The clan’s Spirit Stones alone are far from enough.

Fu Changsheng said:

"What about the shops your mother owns in Jingzhou? Did the World Suppression Bureau bring back any earnings from these years?"

Brother Fan shook his head.

He put away the accounts and books:

"Mother sent a letter through the World Suppression Bureau, saying she acquired another shop in Jingzhou, and also took over an estate full of female cultivators. She’s also short on funds there and is wondering if the clan can send over Spirit Stones for support."

Saying that.

Brother Fan handed over a letter tucked in his sleeve to Fu Changsheng:

"Father, this is the letter Mother sent specifically for you."

Fu Changsheng opened it and glanced through it.

His face involuntarily broke into a smile.

From the letter’s content.

During Meizhen’s twenty years in Jingzhou, she had achieved quite a bit.

In the letter, Meizhen asked him to visit Jingzhou, but didn’t specify the details.

However, it mostly was regarding the intelligence the clan received about discovering an Ancient Cultivator’s Cave Mansion.

Fu Changsheng immediately picked up a pen, wrote a reply, and handed it to Fu Yongfan:

"Pass this letter to the World Suppression Bureau to deliver to your mother, and if the Court doesn’t wage war on the Eastern Wilderness Tribe, I’ll likely leave the fief for Jingzhou in a few years. At that time, the fief will be entirely entrusted to you, so prepare yourself mentally."

Once the Spirit Stone vein is mined.

Not only will the funds for the Warship be immediately resolved, but the financial turnover Meizhen needs will also be secure.

Instructing Brother Fan to allocate the Spirit Stones on the books and not to use them for a while, Fu Changsheng personally paid a visit to the Shangguan Family.

His plan was to lease the Treasure Ship first.

Once the Spirit Stone vein’s mining began, many workers would need to be transported, and given the mine’s proximity to the Eastern Wilderness Tribe, it was imperative to use the most manpower and resources in the shortest time to extract the Spirit Stone vein.

Furthermore.

Shangguan Feng failed in his attempt to break through to the Purple Mansion and remained unconscious.

Fu Changsheng was worried, and as a future son-in-law, he needed to visit personally.

With the Cyan Flood Dragon leading the way.

A journey that took several months during the Qi Refining Stage now only took a few days to reach the Shangguan Clan’s fief.

Upon reaching the mountain gate.

The guards had changed to unfamiliar faces who subtly exhibited vigilance at Fu Changsheng’s arrival, quite different from before.

Fu Changsheng frowned.

He waited at the mountain gate for quite some time.

Finally, Shangguan Chen came out with a weary face.

When Fu Changsheng was fifteen, he had dealings with Shangguan Chen, and now, over fifty or sixty years later, they were old acquaintances.

"Uncle Chen."

Fu Changsheng cupped his hands.

Shangguan Chen managed a weak smile:

"It’s been years, and Fu Clan Leader has already stepped into Half-Step Purple Mansion, truly a promising talent. Come, let’s talk inside."

Along the way.

The members of the Shangguan Clan glanced at him with complicated expressions. By right, as the head of an Eighth-Grade Noble Family and being on equal footing with the Shangguan Family, the head of the Shangguan Family should have come out to greet him.