I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1542 - 366: A Peaceful Mortal Life..._4

In the past, the regular price was mostly just a formality.

Now, offering such a high price, should it come to an actual fight, casualties could easily occur.

Having lived here for several months, Lin Fan wasn’t exactly a clueless novice. Although he hadn’t inquired much about the inner city, he knew quite a bit about the outer city’s affairs.

"Do you know why the Li Family would go back on their word?"

"I don’t know."

"Wasn’t it recently rumored that the Li Family’s ancestor went into seclusion to attempt a breakthrough to late-stage Foundation Establishment? Now, after several months, they suddenly change their mind. Why do you think that is?" Lin Fan glanced towards the Li Family’s location. Under the watch of the True Immortal Eye, the Li Family’s fortunes were rising, while the Wang Family’s fortunes were sharply declining. There’s no need to say more.

The ancestors of both the Li Family and the Wang Family were mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.

At this stage of cultivation, they would naturally be able to enter the inner city. However, with many families and numerous Foundation Establishment cultivators in the inner city, the Li and Wang families, supported by two inner city families, have become the actual controllers of the outer city.

With many benefits, the outer city can be comfier than the inner city.

"Ah? Lin, judging by your perspective, you think the Li Family’s ancestor succeeded in their breakthrough?"

"I don’t know, but there’s always a reason for things to happen, and I think that might be it."

"I understand, I understand. Thank you, Lin. I think it’s better not to take this job."

Ni Haisheng bowed gratefully, feeling that Lin must have inherited some knowledge, but hadn’t admitted it yet, likely still waiting for deeper progress and planning to make a stunning impression later.

Lin Fan smiled and watched the other person leave, then returned to work on Wei An’s rocking horse.

The next day.

Morning.

Lin Fan got up early to prepare breakfast for Wei An. In the Cultivation World there are Fasting Pills, which might only seem like they can fill the stomach, but many loose cultivators are reluctant to use them.

They are typically used when adventuring outside or in seclusion for cultivation.

The old True Immortal left them some spirit stones, and the storage bags from the ghosts he first encountered also contained enough spirit stones for Lin Fan and Wei An to live for a while.

"Lin, Lin..."

In the kitchen, Lin Fan heard the shouting from outside, set down what he was doing, and went outside to see Ni Haisheng waving with a thankful smile, carrying a large bag.

Lin Fan opened the gate of the fence.

Ni Haisheng, carrying the bag, entered the yard and expressed gratitude: "Lin, you’re truly remarkable. Yesterday at noon, a conflict broke out between the Li and Wang families at the spirit fields, and it really turned violent. The scene was chaotic and tragic, some cultivators killed on the spot, and quite a few crippled, with their cultivation abolished. Had I gone yesterday, I might not have escaped unscathed."

Though he didn’t participate, he did go to watch, thinking if it was just a formality, he’d have wasted ten spirit stones. But when the conflict erupted, he was truly stunned.

The Li Family cultivator’s attacks were truly ruthless, catching the Wang Family off guard and powerless.

Later, when the ancestors of both families appeared, the Li Family ancestor was at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and the Wang Family ancestor admitted defeat, yielding half of the spirit fields.

"This is Ni’s good fortune. Even without my analysis, you’d have escaped harm." Lin Fan said softly.

To him, the conflict between the two families was not just about the spirit fields; they were merely a pretext. The Li Family ancestor certainly wanted to step on the Wang Family, making it clear to the outer city’s loose cultivators that the Li Family was the strongest family.

"No, no." Ni Haisheng quickly shook his hands, "Thanks to Lin’s guidance, I, someone with eyes only for spirit stones, wouldn’t have thought it through."

"Ni, what’s this..." Lin Fan didn’t continue with the small talk and instead pointed to the bag, curious.

"A small token, not much respect, just some spirit rice. Please, Lin, accept it."

Ni Haisheng had gone to great lengths to purchase this bag of spirit rice. In cultivation, one must maintain relationships. Moreover, he felt that Lin must have inherited the old True Immortal’s knowledge and would surely be known as a divine scholar in the outer city, so it was prudent to maintain good relations.

"Ni, your family has many people, better take it back. Wei An and I can make do."

"No, my family has enough, and little Wei An is still young, still growing. Eating spirit rice can aid his growth better. Lin, please don’t refuse, unless you look down on me."

With no other options, Lin Fan took the spirit rice.

Ni Haisheng, satisfied, didn’t disturb further and left in a hurry.

Lin Fan carried the spirit rice into the kitchen, poured it into a jar, and then mixed some into regular rice to cook porridge, which was also effective.

While cooking porridge, he also prepared spicy tofu and eggs.

"Little An, wake up."

Lin Fan returned to the room, patting Wei An on the bottom. Wei An drowsily rubbed his eyes, mumbling, "Uncle, I’m hungry."

"Alright, breakfast is on the table. Go wash your face and brush your teeth."

"Okay."

Upon waking, the sheet was damp, as were Wei An’s pants.

"You wet the bed."

Lin Fan found a new pair of pants for Wei An, changing him, and while Wei An was eating breakfast, he took the sheet out to clean it.

Looking after a child is like this.

He didn’t find it tiring; normal life was like this, filled with warmth amid the monotony.

He promised the matters concerning old True Immortal Wei and would accomplish them no matter what.

Time flew by.

Three years later.

Lin Fan and Wei An’s life in the outer city remained uneventful; no one paid attention to them.

Little Wei An was already seven years old, with a mischievous spirit. But under Lin Fan’s guidance, he was quite obedient, and Lin Fan found a teacher of great learning for Wei An to teach him reading, writing, and moral lessons.