The successive pressures from all sides made Chen Jiuyang realize that his previous perspective was not broad enough.
When he returned home by Feng Lianhou's plane, the sky was already turning white. Chen Jiuyang's parents were up and cooking, and the workers at the construction site nearby were preparing to start work.
The scene of prosperity made Chen Jiuyang very happy.
Holding the box of Thousand Mountain Snow Lotus in his hand, Chen Jiuyang pondered that it could at least refine five pills of "Thousand Year Heart Protection Pill," and each pill could resolve the hot blood symptoms after a Earth Realm Grandmaster broke through their cultivation.
This was a good bargaining chip.
He needed to find a hidden place to refine it later and not let that lame old man discover it.
Chen Jiuyang suddenly thought of something. He found Yao Zixuan, who had just woken up, "Zixuan, I have an idea."
"What is it?" Yao Zixuan was washing up.
"Find someone to purchase and contract the land of Qingzhu Mountain. Then, refine the Pure Yang Qi Replenishing Pill there."
"See if your Yao family wants to move to my Qingzhu Mountain."
Chen Jiuyang only then remembered that Qingzhu Mountain was such a large piece of land. With Qingzhu Immortal as his monitoring means, moving the pill refining factory here would ensure that the refining and production of the Pure Yang Qi Replenishing Pill would have no problems.
The biggest issue was whether the Yao family could move over.
He explained the advantages and disadvantages of moving the Yao family. Yao Zixuan pondered for a long time, "I need to go back and discuss this with my grandfather and some elders."
"Jiuyang, I will marry into your Chen family in the future, but the Yao family cannot become your complete dependence. The Yao family has been passed down for hundreds of years and cannot disappear in my hands. This matter is of great importance."
Chen Jiuyang nodded, "I understand."
There were still four days until the start of the Martial Ranking competition in Fengcheng. Chen Jiuyang needed to concentrate fully on treating his injuries.
In the evening, Yao Zixuan returned and told Chen Jiuyang that the factory for producing Pure Yang Qi Replenishing Pills could be located on Qingzhu Mountain, and some members of the Yao family could move to Qingzhu Village. However, the Yao family's ancestral home had to be preserved.
Chen Jiuyang agreed, and the next day, Qingzhu Mountain became bustling with activity. Another construction team arrived and began major construction in Qingzhu Village.
Chen Jiuyang had the protection of the lame old man in Qingzhu Village, so there was no need to worry. The Yao family's mansion was guarded by Feng Hanhou.
While Chen Jiuyang was cultivating, Yao Zixuan's best friend, the eldest daughter of the Fengcheng Governor's Mansion and international superstar Yun Jingbai, paid a visit.
"Miss Yun, I apologize. The treatment was supposed to be once every three days, but I have to participate in the Martial Ranking in a few days and truly cannot spare the time to go to Fengcheng to treat you," Chen Jiuyang said.
Yun Jingbai chuckled, "It's alright. The scenery in Qingzhu Village is quite nice, and it's fine for me to stay here for a while. I've already had someone bring over my RV."
Chen Jiuyang looked up and saw a top-of-the-line RV with three floors, equipped with a bathroom, kitchen, single bedroom, and a living room. It even had a sundeck on the roof. This RV was likely worth tens of millions.
Yun Jingbai said, "This was purchased with my salary from when I was a star."
"Heh, I know," Chen Jiuyang said with a smile. "Then please proceed with the treatment."
Chen Jiuyang entered Yun Jingbai's RV and discovered that the interior decoration was extremely luxurious and soundproof.
Yun Jingbai, with a blush, took off her clothes to allow Chen Jiuyang to treat her.
Chen Jiuyang closed his eyes, having intimate contact with Yun Jingbai's delicate body. The faint, special fragrance emanating from her made Chen Jiuyang somewhat infatuated.
After treating Yun Jingbai, she said with a slight blush, "Divine Doctor Chen, I heard you are participating in the Martial Ranking."
Chen Jiuyang was taken aback, "How do even you know?"
Yun Jingbai snorted, "My father is the Governor of Fengcheng. He can get first-hand information on any matters of national importance."
"In the past twenty years, various martial arts sects have frequently appeared, talking about the resurgence of spiritual energy. Previous sports competitions will be canceled."
"The Martial Ranking, starting from this session, will be open to all levels of society. After all, in a year, there will be the National Destiny Battle."
"The court's idea is that the powerful group of martial artists has been absent from public view for too long and should now appear."
Chen Jiuyang was stunned, "So, if I participate in the Martial Ranking, many people will know about me."
Yun Jingbai nodded, "That's right. You are Feng Hanhou's disciple, so we all have high hopes for you."
Chen Jiuyang said thank you and immediately left to continue his cultivation.
That night, Deng Zun entered Qingzhu Mountain to report to Chen Jiuyang, "Young Master Chen, according to the news received, Feng Zhuohou's relatives, Wang Chongyun, Zhong Ali, and Wang Tian, were suddenly found dead at home. Before their deaths, they were screaming your name frantically, saying you were the murderer and asking Feng Zhuohou to avenge them."
"Zhong Zhuowu is furious!"
Chen Jiuyang sneered twice, "It's too good for them to die like this. But if that old man Zhong Zhuowu dares to leave the Feng Zhuohou Mansion, my master will definitely take action and not let him off. Even if he doesn't kill him, at least he can cripple him and end his path to greatness."
"Zhong Zhuowu will carefully consider the pros and cons. He will not make a move against me."
With two days left until the Martial Ranking, Fengcheng was already building momentum for the event, and it was known to everyone.
Zhong Zhuowu had declared that he would definitely kill Chen Jiuyang to avenge his wife and children!
The entire Fengcheng was abuzz. It was quite a spectacle for someone who had received a royal decree of investiture to want to kill a junior.
With one day left until the Martial Ranking, many people came to Chen Jiuyang's doorstep wanting to spar, but Deng Zun turned them all away, citing that Chen Jiuyang was preparing.
"Heh, still Feng Hanhou's disciple? Is that all?"
"Didn't they say he's the number one genius Grandmaster in Fengcheng? Why doesn't he even dare to meet us when we come?"
"His reputation doesn't match his substance. This Chen Jiuyang is probably just a hyped-up good-for-nothing."
"I think so too. What Grandmaster would live in such a broken-down village and even build his own house?"
"Forget it, he's useless. Fellow Daoists, I'll see you at the Martial Ranking the day after tomorrow."
Seeing that they couldn't meet Chen Jiuyang or ascertain his capabilities, a group of people began to mock and curse him.
If Yun Jingbai's RV hadn't been marked with the Governor's insignia, they would have already rushed into it.
Who would dare to charge at something belonging to the Governor? The Governor was the highest official in Fengcheng.
Chen Jiuyang, bearing the titles of Feng Hanhou's disciple and Fengcheng's most talented Grandmaster, attracted a lot of attention.
Chen Jiuyang, however, was solely focused on recovering his injuries and accumulating strength.
On the day of the Martial Ranking, Chen Jiuyang was picked up by staff from the Six Gates early in the morning and taken to the Fengcheng stadium.
The dense crowds of all sorts and kinds filled the twenty-thousand-seat venue, with not an empty seat in sight.
Amidst the roaring cheers, Chen Jiuyang felt a surge of excitement and passion.
It felt as if this occasion was tailor-made for him.