A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 111: Divine Herb Mountain
Silver Sword Peak.
Li Xuanxiao lay on the ground for quite a while.
Only then did he finally muster the courage to slowly get up.
Honestly, sometimes he kind of wanted to descend into darkness~ freёweɓnovel.com
There were still three years left until the Demon Elimination Tournament.
Looking on the bright side, at least he now had a legitimate reason to get a closer look at the Daxia Emperor, who, like him, was also a transmigrator.
He was in the dark, the other in the light.
Advantage: me!
Li Xuanxiao nodded thoughtfully.
And with three years to prepare, there was no rush.
He had plenty of escape routes—if he really didn’t want to go, worst case, he could injure himself. There’s no way Senior Brother Lu Ziyin could drag him there.
Li Xuanxiao first outlined the prototype of his Mount Shushan wandering plan.
While he had time, he would make a trip to the Great Sui and personally scout Divine Herb Mountain.
If it was viable, he’d take it for himself.
The benefit of acquiring a mountain wasn’t just for the Mount Shushan wandering plan.
If managed properly, owning a mountain could bring significant gains.
There were plenty of other perks too.
Eventually, it could even support him in return.
Of course, all of that depended on whether he had the capability—and enough treasure and wealth.
Otherwise, even if he bought the mountain, he wouldn’t be able to hold onto it.
Li Xuanxiao wasn’t in a rush.
Rushing led to mistakes, and mistakes led to dying and vanishing from existence.
As the old saying goes:
Plan, and then plan, and then plan, and then plan, and then plan, and then plan... plan before taking action!!
Only then could one be foolproof.
He couldn’t go out too often either—it would raise suspicion.
So, Li Xuanxiao stayed at Mount Shushan for over a year.
During that year, he focused on cultivation, studying the Poison Scripture.
He helped the Janitor Uncle pursue the Canteen Aunt, and in return, the Janitor Uncle helped him stabilize the formation.
Handled a few miscellaneous issues.
After over a year passed, and the timing felt right,
Li Xuanxiao finally found a good reason to set off for the Great Sui.
“..........”
Mount Shushan Ancestor Statue.
Li Xuanxiao knelt before the statue.
The gatekeeping elder nodded as he watched—he had been kneeling there for a whole day and night.
It had been a long time since a Mount Shushan disciple showed such devotion.
“Ancestor above, please bless this disciple to not run into Di Nü Feng, Liu Qiushui, or people like that on this trip. My little heart really can’t handle this kind of stress.
And please don’t let any accidents happen. Keep me safe and smooth all the way!!”
After a full day and night of praying,
Li Xuanxiao finally left Mount Shushan alone, diving headfirst into the sea of clouds.
Floating clouds and willow fluff have no roots—heaven and earth stretch wide, and I soar freely!
“..........”
Great Sui.
The mountain roads were rugged, and it happened to be snowing heavily.
Snow covered the skies, with no birds in sight.
A few horse bandits wearing wolf pelts blocked the road with their steeds.
In the distance, they saw someone walking a horse along the path.
“This mountain’s mine, this tree I planted—if you want to pass, leave a toll.
Speak one wrong word, we’ll kill you and leave you unburied.”
That person quickly bowed and handed over money.
The whole movement was smooth and practiced.
The bandits nodded—sensible.
“Scram.”
Just as the person was about to lead his horse away,
One of the bandits added, “Leave the horse too.”
The person hesitated for a moment but ultimately gave up.
He left the horse behind.
“Coward!” a bandit sneered.
“Young Master, are we really sneaking out behind the Old Master’s back?”
“What? You scared?”
“No, it’s just… Young Master, we’ve got plenty of stuff to play with. Why are we pretending to be bandits in this freezing place?”
“I just like the thrill of roleplay!” the young bandit laughed. “I’m bored of everything else—this one feels fresh.”
The man who had just walked past turned around and glanced at them faintly.
What’s their problem?
Haven’t they heard of rich kids who like to cosplay as bandits?
It’s all about the adrenaline rush.
Three days later.
The same group of bandits blocked a couple traveling with a child.
“Kill the man. Take the woman.”
Even though the couple paid the toll, the young man couldn’t hold back his lust and took a liking to the woman.
As soon as he said that, iron hands burst out of the ground, dragging all the fake bandits down into the icy snow, vanishing.
The couple, pale with fear moments ago, stood frozen on the spot.
After a long pause, they finally snapped out of it and ran!
“I’ve tolerated you guys long enough!!”
Underground, Li Xuanxiao was delivering a brutally inhumane beating.
“.........”
The real Li Xuanxiao was quickly circling around Divine Herb Mountain.
He formed a hand seal.
“Go!”
Puppets and clones scattered in all directions to survey Divine Herb Mountain.
The mountain covered a vast area, with diverse terrain and landscapes.
There were majestic, awe-inspiring canyons.
And towering peaks that pierced the heavens.
It’d actually be a nice place to sightsee.
There were countless fierce beasts along the way.
But that also proved the spiritual resonance of the place was strong.
As he walked the entire perimeter of Divine Herb Mountain, Li Xuanxiao avoided the powerful beasts.
He made it to the summit without any major incidents.
The farther he went, the stranger he felt—it was crawling with fierce beasts at the base and mid-mountain.
But the summit had hardly any, and those that did appear were harmless spirit beasts.
As Li Xuanxiao walked, he carefully observed.
He discovered several spiritual springs.
The water shimmered faintly with spiritual light, as though brimming with spiritual energy and vitality.
In addition to the springs, there were ancient trees that were over a thousand years old.
These trees were tall and upright, lush with leaves, their canopies like massive green umbrellas blocking out the sun—their value was self-evident.
There were also countless spiritual herbs and grasses…
This was bizarre!
Li Xuanxiao stood with hands on hips, looking around.
Wasn’t the report saying Divine Herb Mountain was resource-poor?
From every angle,
Divine Herb Mountain looked like the best choice.
Could it be that Heaven was showing him favor?
Li Xuanxiao rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
There had to be something fishy going on here.
So, Li Xuanxiao spent another three months investigating.
After three months of thorough evaluation, Li Xuanxiao finally decided to buy it.
After descending the mountain, he went straight to the nearest Great Sui city.
He found the Ministry of Rites official in charge of land and water affairs and used a false name: Jia Sidào.
“......”
The official was lazily sipping tea and browsing today’s tabloid.
Just then, an old Daoist entered the hall, holding a horsetail whisk.
The official looked up and raised an eyebrow.
The man stood over eight feet tall, with fine features, kind eyes, and red lips.
His ears were shaped like ingots, drooping to his shoulders, and five long beards floated down his chest.
His hair was tied in a Hunyuan topknot, held in place by a jade hairpin.
His hands were graceful, each finger tipped with long nails, and the horsetail whisk sat in his palm.
He recited his Daoist title aloud: “Boundless Heavenly Venerable!!!”
