Family Rise by Daily Intelligence

Chapter 737: Chapter 299: Massive Profits, Three Major Advantages, and Opportunity (10,000-Word Combined Chapter)

"Indeed, after refining so many Flood Dragon Stones, I’ve finally succeeded in upgrading the Three-Transformation Treasure Lotus Lamp to Tier Three Middle-Grade."

The Tier Three Middle-Grade Three-Transformation Treasure Lotus Lamp has undergone a qualitative leap compared to before.

Fu Changsheng carefully examined the shield of the Treasure Lotus Lamp. If his estimation was correct, the upgraded shield should be able to withstand five attacks from a late-stage Purple Mansion practitioner.

For him, this was undoubtedly a significant safeguard. In this cultivation world full of dangers and challenges, possessing a powerful Lifebound Spiritual Artifact was akin to having an extra life.

Fu Changsheng knew that the past four and a half years of effort were worth it. He stood up and flexed his somewhat stiff body. At this moment, not only had his strength improved, but his mindset had also become more composed:

"There are over a dozen Flood Dragon Stones left; they can be saved for future generations."

As soon as the thought passed.

A familiar mechanical voice echoed in his mind:

"Ding."

"You have contributed Flood Dragon Stones to the clan, earning three hundred and forty Clan Contribution Points."

Soon after.

The Clan Contribution Points on the panel was instantly updated to three hundred and forty.

Unknowingly.

Another five years had passed.

It had been a long time since he’d exchanged for information.

Fu Changsheng’s thought landed on the panel, and he immediately said:

"Exchange for information."

Buzz!

The panel trembled.

A large number of cucumbers surged in.

Then lines of text appeared:

[1: A Soul-Attracting Pill Recipe is hidden in the secret chamber of the Yinan Tribe’s Chieftain]

[2: ...]

...

Opposite Celestial South Mountain.

Wuo Sang anxiously kept looking back, his eyes full of eagerness and impatience, muttering incessantly:

"It’s already past the shift change time, why hasn’t Brother Jiang and the others arrived yet?" His voice carried a trace of complaint, sounding particularly abrupt in this silent borderland.

The task of guarding the border of the Yinan Tribe rotated once a year. The place was indeed remote, with a desolate scene stretching as far as the eye could see. There’s nothing new all year round, making it incredibly dull and monotonous.

Wuo Shang, who was patrolling with him, frowned slightly: "Sixth Brother, are you going to Celestial Wave Garden again?" Wuo Shang’s words carried a hint of helplessness, well aware of Wuo Sang’s habits.

Celestial Wave Garden is a place for drinking wine with flowers. Although it’s not the top place for entertainment in the Yinan Tribe, it’s still a frequent haunt for men seeking pleasures.

But Sixth Brother was already married with several children.

By common sense, he should assume responsibility for the family, taking care of his wife, children, and elders. But every time the salary was issued, he would dive into Celestial Wave Garden like he was possessed. It’s said he’s even taken a girl captured from the Great Zhou as his concubine, spending money extravagantly on her. Not only did he squander his salary, but when out of money, he even seized the hard-earned money from his wife to spend.

"Sixth Brother, when I went out a year ago, your wife repeatedly instructed you to come home. I’ve heard that the Fanm Girl is seriously ill; you..." Wuo Shang’s words were filled with concern, unable to stand Wuo Sang’s indifference toward his family.

"Alright, alright, why do you chatter like a woman?"

Annoyed, Wuo Sang interrupted Wuo Shang’s advice.

In his heart, his own wife looked like an old sow, not a bit better than Fairy Qiuxiang of Celestial Wave Garden. Moreover, his foolish wife had several daughters who lacked spiritual roots and seemed worthless to him.

In his view, so what if his daughter was ill, how could that stop him from enjoying himself?

He had guarded this ghost place for a year; in his mind, he deserved a reward, and his way of rewarding himself was to seek pleasure in Celestial Wave Garden.

He continued muttering: "Why hasn’t Brother Jiang come yet?" As if except for this, nothing else mattered.

As he spoke.

From afar.

Steward Qiuu was seen approaching with a large group of people, their numbers doubled. The unusual lineup made Wuo Shang uneasy.

Beside him, Wuo Shang whispered:

"Sixth Brother, seeing this lineup, I’m afraid the border won’t be peaceful." Wuo Shang’s gaze was tightly locked on that group, his eyes full of concern.

"Five years ago, you said the same thing, but in the end, wasn’t it all calm and safe. In a month’s time, it will be the Celestial Woe Tribe’s centennial sacrifice, what could be unstable, I think you’re just worrying for nothing," Wuo Sang dismissively curled his lips, scoffing at Wuo Shang’s concern. To him, it was nothing to worry about.

After the handover was completed.

Steward Qiuu’s gaze fell on them, his expression serious and heavy:

"I’ve heard that the war between the Great Zhou and the South Sea has calmed. There’s a chance that the Great Zhou will soon march on the Eastern Wilderness. If you have no urgent matters, try not to go out." Steward Qiuu’s voice was deep and powerful, well aware that once war broke out, the impact would be extensive, and these border personnel must act cautiously.

"Yes, sir." Everyone responded in unison.

Wuo Shang kept giving Wuo Sang meaningful glances, hoping he would take Steward Qiuu’s words seriously.

Wuo Sang, however, glared at him, and after leaving the border, he immediately left the squad, heading towards Celestial Wave Garden. He completely ignored Steward Qiuu’s advice, thinking that even if the Great Zhou was going to start a war, it wouldn’t reach their Yinan Tribe anytime soon. After all, there were several small tribes between them and the Great Zhou, serving as a buffer zone; it would take time for the war to reach here.

Humming a tune.

Wuo Sang quickened his pace. His mind was filled with thoughts of the fine wine and beauties in Celestial Wave Garden, entirely oblivious to the danger quietly approaching.

Suddenly.

A sound of something breaking through the air came from behind:

"Enemy attack!" The voice was like a thunderclap, exploding in the silent surroundings.

Just as the thought crossed Wuo Sang’s mind.

He was struck from behind, crashing heavily to the ground with a thud. He didn’t even have time to react before losing consciousness.