Chapter 1073: Chapter 367: Rich Man Chapter 1073: Chapter 367: Rich Man After the Sixth Elder, Tang Gaomin, finished explaining the provenance of the secret missive, the Director of Clan Affairs, Tang Zu, beca even more excited, saying, “So that’s how it is, that’s how it is! No wonder the Wind dia of our clan couldn’t find any news; it turns out Tang Luo had run off to Beimang!”
“That explains it!” The Great Elder, Tang Siyuan, also nodded in agreent, “According to the elder’s words, Tang Luo has recently been at a bottleneck in his martial arts research and most needed a quiet environnt with abundant resources. It seems the Ji Clan must have provided such an environnt for him!”
“There’s no such thing as a free lunch under the sun!” The clan Chief, Tang Zhi, pointed to the secret missive on the table and said indifferently, “The precious herbs from the past few years had nearly a ten percent damage rate, yet this year’s herbs have a survival rate exceeding ninety-nine percent. Coupled with this secret technique for cultivating spiritual herbs, it looks like Tang Luo must have done sothing very beneficial for the Ji Clan while in Beimang.”
“No matter what he has done, I think it all proves that Tang Luo’s heart is with the clan!” The Sixth Elder, Tang Gaomin, summarized, “Earlier the Director of Clan Affairs was furious precisely because he feared that Tang Luo might grow distant from the clan due to the marriage agreent. Now it seems, he is still the proud talent of the Tang Clan!”
The Director of Clan Affairs, the Chief, and the Great Elder exchanged wry smiles; they didn’t know when the Sixth Elder started to speak so well of Tang Luo, even more closely than a biological grandfather would.
By contrast, Tang Luo’s own father, Tang Sen, had just been discussing the use of the Wind dia’s power to capture that rebellious son and bring him back!
“Now that we know Tang Luo is cultivating in Beimang, we can recall all of the clan’s Wind dia. Sixth Elder, please make a trip to deliver this secret missive to the pill room in Aran Mountain, make seven copies, and distribute them to the pill masters in each of our city clans to begin experintation!”
After Tang Gaomin took his leave to carry out the orders, Chief Tang Zhi steered the conversation back to the beginning, “Right now, we still need to discuss how to deal with the malicious intent of the Evil King Palace! According to what several Vajra Masters say, the real Devil Lord Gouchen has already been subdued by Royal Master Wang, and his current whereabouts are unknown, so the Vajra Masters set off for Zhongzhou’s Buddha’s Country early this morning. However, that ‘Devil Lord’ from the Evil King Palace is still roaming the Longxi Region.”
Tang Zhi turned to Tang Sen and asked, “Sect Head, you have had experience fighting that person. If the intelligence is reliable, is it possible to try capturing him alive?”
After pondering, Tang Sen nodded, “It’s possible!”
“How certain are you?”
“Ninety percent!”
“Good,” Tang Zhi said with a smile full of content, “Since that is the case, let’s wait for the clan to recall the Wind dia. As soon as there is news of the Devil Lord of the Evil King Palace, we will imdiately notify the Sect Head to go and apprehend him!”
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The world never revolves around one person, nor does it stop for one.
What is ant to happen will happen, and the difficulties that arise always find soone to resolve them.
Those who solve difficulties are often honored as heroes.
However, people often do not understand that heroism is a condition, not a normal state of affairs.
After matters are resolved, heroes must also lay down their arms and return to the lives of ordinary people.
If a person is always ordinary, that’s diocrity; but forcing oneself to maintain the state of a hero can lead to fanaticism.
Every person plays their own role, and the role Tang Luo is playing at this mont is that of a useless invalid who needs to be cared for.
He believes he plays this role quite well; after all, how many martial artists reduced to such a state wouldn’t beco a huge burden?
Yet all he needs is a daily change of water and food, he doesn’t make noise or cause trouble, and he can even chat idly when there is nothing to do. If there were levels of uselessness, he thought himself to be in the VIP category, less trouble than keeping a cat.
But self-assessnt often greatly differs from reality.
One day, after Brother Tian switched out the corn and Clear Water in Tang Luo’s room, he didn’t leave. Instead, he sat down worriedly, as if he was ready for a long heart-to-heart talk.
“What’s wrong? Have you run into so trouble?”
Having never seen Brother Tian with such an expression, Tang Luo was baffled and asked softly.
Leaning against the wall, Brother Tian frowned lightly and gazed at the small window forty-five degrees above, murmuring, “This morning when I went to get so corn, Sixth Aunt asked if we were raising pigs at ho because we were consuming so much!”
“…”
“I told Sixth Aunt that our piglets are growing and need forty to fifty pounds of corn a day!”
Brother Tian’s face was full of worry, barely short of a cloud of smoke to enhance the sorrowful atmosphere, “The problem now is, in two months, where am I going to find a three-hundred-pound fat pig for Sixth Aunt!”
“…”
Brother Tian turned his head, his hollow eyes asuring Tang Luo up and down, and said sadly, “I’ve already collected the deposit!”
Tang Luo raised an eyebrow in dissatisfaction, “You’re not even raising pigs, why take soone’s deposit? Are you running a scam!?”
“Without the deposit, where would I get the money to buy the corn!”
Once this matter was brought up, Brother Tian beca agitated, pointing at Tang Luo and saying with grievance, “At the beginning of the year, when the grain prices were at their lowest, I stockpiled a year’s worth of grain. Who knew you could eat so much? It’s only September, and we’re down to just corn stalks! The city was recently sealed off, everyone was stockpiling grain, and even after the autumn harvest, the prices didn’t fall. I can’t even afford to buy grain anymore!”
“…”
It was hard to imagine that a scion of the Yun Clan would worry about the cost of grain, and Tang Luo said speechlessly, “But you are a martial artist with unity of spirit and intent, isn’t making money easy for you!?”
“Hmph. The Yun Clan’s ancestral teachings say not to take ill-gotten gains!” Brother Tian lifted his head proudly, “Besides, I do have money, just not any cash at hand because it’s all tied up in the rchant caravans!”
“Right now, the prices of spiritual dicines and treasures in the entire Longzhou are skyrocketing, while those in Beimang remain unchanged as ever. At the beginning of the year, I invested in twenty-six rchant caravans heading to Chaochang from the eastern market. I have a share in all of them. When they co back, big brother will treat you to the finest food and drinks!”
From the bed, Tang Luo could only offer a wry smile, “But they haven’t co back yet, have they?”
“Alas, that’s true!”
The previously high-spirited Brother Tian beca downcast again, “Based on your appetite and the speed of the rchant caravans’ return, we’ll starve before they return!”
“It isn’t… that dire, is it?”
Tang Luo, wide-eyed and dumbfounded, tentatively asked, “Why not, I write a letter and have soone send so money over?”
“Huh? What do you an by that!” Brother Tian raised an eyebrow, displeased, “I am a distinguished disciple of the Yun Clan, the origin of comrce across the world, are you looking down on big brother!?”
“No, no, not at all.” Tang Luo shook his head vigorously, “It’s just that you’re currently short on funds, and doing business requires capital, doesn’t it? I’ll write a letter, and in at most half a month, you’ll have the money. Then you can use that money to make more money. That way, I can also witness the Yun Clan’s exquisite art of comrce for myself!”
“Luo Tang, don’t think big brother doesn’t know what little tricks you’re playing!”
Brother Tian looked at Tang Luo with an expression that saw through all ruses, disdainfully.
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