Chapter 471: Tang Xiaochuan’s Ambition

In a secluded courtyard within Qing Yun Holy Land.

A middle-aged man with a weathered face pushed open the courtyard gate and stepped inside.

This man was Yu Gang, an ordinary outer sect steward of Qing Yun Holy Land.

Once, he had proclaimed himself a “master,” introducing the “original” theory that “there are no useless physiques, only lazy cultivators,” and “with the right methods and hard work, anyone can reach the legendary realm.”

Unfortunately, his theory was met with ridicule and scorn—

“Everyone can reach the legendary realm? Then why are you still at the early transformation stage?”

“Are you not advancing because you don’t want to?”

“Or because you’re not working hard enough?”

But that was all in the past. Now, no one dared mock him to his face.

All because he had taken on an exceptionally talented disciple, the third young master of the Tang family—Tang Xiaochuan.

Now that Tang Xiaochuan had become the Holy Son of Qing Yun Holy Land, Yu Gang’s status had naturally risen as well.

“Xiaochuan.”

Seeing Tang Xiaochuan leisurely stroking a rabbit in the middle of the courtyard, Yu Gang called out.

“Our men have returned…”

He was about to report, but Tang Xiaochuan interrupted him—

“Yu Gang, none of the attackers returned, did they?”

Yu Gang had barely opened his mouth, yet Tang Xiaochuan already knew what he was going to say.

“Y-yes, all the attackers were wiped out. Only three who were observing from a distance managed to retreat.”

Yu Gang’s tone was heavy.

But to his surprise, Tang Xiaochuan showed no anger upon hearing this report. Instead, he remained as calm as ever.

He didn’t even turn his head.

“I expected this outcome.”

Tang Xiaochuan, with a tone full of confidence and control, began explaining to his “teacher”:

“I’ve long known that Qian Wanyi has been hiding her true strength.”

“I didn’t expect those men to return when I sent them.”

“Sacrifices are inevitable; there’s no need to dwell on it.”

“As long as we can gauge Qian Wanyi’s true strength, it will have been ‘worth the cost.'”

“……Uh……” Yu Gang felt confused. How did this relate to Qian Wanyi’s strength? Was his disciple misunderstanding something?

Thinking this, Yu Gang quickly explained the details of the attack on the Qian family convoy:

“Our men couldn’t even get close to Qian Wanyi; they were stopped by her guards!”

“Qian Wanyi never even made a move!”

“……”

Seeing Tang Xiaochuan remain silent, Yu Gang continued:

“Our men were about to succeed, but someone interfered!”

“A very troublesome person—”

“The Holy Son of Piao Miao Holy Land, Li Yuan!”

“I didn’t expect him to be in the Qian family convoy!”

“……I see.” Hearing this, Tang Xiaochuan finally turned around.

He still wore an incredibly calm expression:

“Actually, I anticipated this possibility.”

“Qian Wanyi’s daughter is cultivating in Piao Miao Holy Land, and Li Yuan is her senior brother.”

“My plan this time was partly to test whether Piao Miao Holy Land would assist the Qian family.”

“And now I’ve confirmed it—the answer is ‘yes’!”

“I-I see…”

Yu Gang couldn’t help but nod, “Xiaochuan, you’re truly remarkable!”

As expected of his most proud and accomplished disciple, always in control of the situation!

Tang Xiaochuan, gently stroking the rabbit in his arms, was pleased by his teacher’s praise. “Yu Gang, is there anything else?”

“No… oh, but there is one thing I’d like to discuss with you.”

Suddenly recalling a recent issue, Yu Gang paused his departure—

“Recently.”

“The disciples have been saying that our ‘Seven-Pellet Tang Lotus’ is too expensive at 79 taels!”

Yu Gang knew that the cost of producing a “Seven-Pellet Tang Lotus” was only about 3 taels. Selling it for 79 was indeed exorbitant, so lowering the price slightly wouldn’t hurt.

But to his surprise, Tang Xiaochuan became agitated upon hearing the word “expensive”—

“Expensive?!”

“Don’t talk nonsense with your eyes wide open!”

“Anything I, Tang Xiaochuan, recommend is guaranteed to be high-quality and fairly priced. The price is definitely cost-based.”

“It was originally supposed to sell for 99 taels, but I personally reduced the price for them.”

“And they still think it’s expensive!”

Tang Xiaochuan sneered, “Tell those stingy disciples to reflect on themselves, alright?”

“Have their incomes increased over the years? Have they been diligently taking Holy Land missions?”

“Got it?”

“……Got it.” Yu Gang left to carry out the order.

Leaving behind Tang Xiaochuan, still internally cursing those “stingy disciples”—

The “Seven-Pellet Tang Lotus” was Tang Xiaochuan’s exclusive weapon!

Once used, seven pellets would fire simultaneously, catching the enemy off guard!

If not for saving money for his grand plan, he wouldn’t have been willing to sell it!

In his battle against the previous Holy Son of Qing Yun Holy Land, he had used this weapon to launch a successful sneak attack, securing victory—

Though some elders and disciples called him despicable, he silenced them with, “In battle, there’s only victory and defeat; there’s no such thing as despicable!”

Moreover, after the battle, the disciples saw the ingenuity of Tang Xiaochuan’s hidden weapon and were captivated.

So he took the opportunity to establish the name “Tang Clan Hidden Weapons.”

And he did this, of course, because—

“I, Tang Xiaochuan, will climb to the pinnacle of the ancient martial world step by step!”

Once an orphan from a small mountain village, he was now the Holy Son of Qing Yun Holy Land, one of the rulers of the ancient martial world!

He was getting closer and closer to his goal!

“Now, I need to demonstrate my strength and silence those old Tang family fools!”

“Make them obediently acknowledge me as the next head of the Tang family!”

“Then, using the Tang family as my foundation, ascend to the position of Qing Yun Holy Lord!”

Tang Xiaochuan was full of ambition.

However, after making such “grand and lofty” statements, he revealed his softer side—

Looking at the rabbit in his arms.

Recalling how she had selflessly saved him, losing her intelligence and reverting to an animal form.

His eyes were filled with tenderness and determination:

“Xiao Liu.”

“My love, I will bring you back to life!”