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Family Rise by Daily Intelligence-Chapter 400 - 210: An Overture of Goodwill, Smoke Mist Illusion, Purple Mansion Secret Chamber (Part 2)
Liang Qianqian was imprisoned.
Nanny Liang, heartbroken, pleaded day and night at the Grand Elder Hall’s door, which everyone in the clan knew about. Because Nanny Liang’s grandmother was the Grand Elder’s nanny, everyone in the Liang Family showed some respect to Nanny Liang.
However.
The Grand Elder is now dead.
The Liang Family has undergone a regime change, and Nanny Liang has no old privileges anymore.
The guards forcefully shoved Nanny Liang.
Nanny Liang raised her voice, shouting:
"Patriarch, Patriarch, please save our young lady. Our girl has not eaten or drunk for months; her mana has been exhausted. If this continues, our young lady will truly... Patriarch, I beg you, for the sake of the deceased Grand Elder, save our young lady. Patriarch, save our young lady..."
Inside the hall.
Liang Zhiqing glanced at the dragged-away Nanny Liang, then at Liang Zhishan at the head seat, lowering his voice:
"Patriarch, this Nanny Liang serves Qianqian. Qianqian... I’ve heard Qianqian got pregnant before marriage and secretly gave birth to a child of the Fu Family, which the deceased Grand Elder secretly sent away. But after the Grand Elder’s death, no one knows where it’s sent."
Liang Zhishan had been in seclusion before.
He hadn’t heard about this, his eyes shifted before speaking hastily:
"Whose child in the Fu Family did Qianqian give birth to?"
Vaguely.
Liang Zhishan somewhat hoped it was Fu Changsheng’s.
"It was the steward of the Fu Family’s Luofeng Mountain clan, Fu Changren’s."
Liang Zhiqing slowly recounted the Grand Elder’s strategic arrangements.
Upon hearing this, Liang Zhishan furrowed his brow and said:
"No wonder the Grand Elder, even willing to act harshly against his own granddaughter."
After pondering for a while.
Liang Zhishan said:
"Since Qianqian has developed a will to die, even if she is saved this time, she will find a way to end her life next time. Brother Qing, send a clansman with a matchmaker to Fu Changsheng... directly tell him Qianqian’s situation honestly. If Fu Changsheng is still willing to let Qianqian enter the family, then marry her off with great fanfare—consider it as doing a favor to the Fu Family."
The Fu Family is flourishing.
If an alliance between the two families can truly be facilitated, it would be a wonderful situation.
Regarding the shop dispute at Wanning Marketplace years ago, although it seemed like a pitfall laid by the Fu Family, it was initially the Liang Family’s fault, so he doesn’t consider it an insurmountable issue.
"Patriarch, such magnanimity."
Liang Zhiqing praised.
As he was about to leave, Liang Zhishan added:
"Send someone to find Qianqian’s child. If we can send the child over to the Fu Family on the day of the wedding, that would be a bonus."
"Yes, Patriarch."
...
Liangyun Mountain.
Fu Changsheng followed Fu Yongyi, descending continuously, and stopped after reaching nearly a thousand feet underground. Fu Yongyi formed a hand seal with his right hand, and a peculiar light shone from his eyes.
Buzz!
After a while.
He tunneled several hundred feet to the northwest.
A surge of spiritual qi hit them suddenly.
Fu Changsheng focused his gaze, noticing glimmers of spirit light emerging from a giant stone—Spirit Stones.
Fu Yongyi flipped his right hand.
Using a special small shovel for mining, he pried a piece and handed it to Fu Changsheng:
"Patriarch, this Spirit Stone Ore is mostly exposed on the surface. Mining shouldn’t be difficult, but mortals who want to work at these depths need an array to alleviate spatial pressure."
"Hmm, not bad. Although these are Low-grade Spirit Stones, their quality is superior—the impurities within are minimal and can be used directly without refining."
Fu Changsheng instructed Fu Yongyi to continue the inspection.
Meanwhile.
A point at the Cloud Ring Purple Immortal Tower.
The second layer of the tower opened, and with a flash of white light, the Cyan-faced White Fox darted out.
The Cyan-faced White Fox raised its head high, landing its paws on Fu Changsheng’s shoulder. This little fellow, having cultivated rapidly within the Treasure Pagoda, had reached Tier One Late Stage—a blue and white striped fox tail swayed slightly.
Fu Changsheng petted its raised head:
"White, go search the mountains, see if there’s any spiritual objects."
Since subduing the Cyan-faced White Fox.
This little guy hadn’t performed any meritorious deeds, and he wanted to see if its Treasure Hunting Talent was truly remarkable. Because of the Cyan-faced White Fox, Fu Changsheng gifted the Treasure Hunting Device to Fu Yongyi—as compared to the fixed tier of a Tier Three Spiritual Artifact, the Cyan-faced White Fox’s potential was limitless.
"Chirp."
The Cyan-faced White Fox reluctantly squeaked.
But having cultivated in the tower for so long, it felt the need to do something, lest its conscience weigh heavy. It raised its tail high, quivered slightly, and then blue-white spirit lights emanated from its body, accompanying the tail’s movement:
"Chirp."
The Cyan-faced White Fox flew southwest:
"Huh, indeed there are spiritual objects here?"
Fu Changsheng’s eyes lit up.
He originally planned to redeem information.
Since the Cyan-faced White Fox already discovered it, he saved his Clan Contribution Points.
Following along.
The places the Cyan-faced White Fox traversed showed increasingly dense spiritual qi, with visibly growing Spirit Stones. Then, another hundred feet to the west.
The Cyan-faced White Fox suddenly halted.
In front of it.
A light shield emerging with five-colored dawn light.
Fu Changsheng swept it with his Divine Sense.
Discovering that the shield couldn’t be penetrated by Divine Sense: "Odd, is this an Ancient Cultivator’s Cave Mansion?"
Fu Changsheng didn’t move the array without acting recklessly, gently stroking the Cyan-faced White Fox’s tail: "White, well done. Next time I come across Red Fox Fruit, I will definitely be the first to pick it for you."
Red Fox Fruit is the Cyan-faced White Fox’s favorite.







