However, because they have been cultivating inside for a long time, they have already gotten started with their cultivation.

Mo Jingyan first used a voice transmission method to communicate with his father who was in the midst of cultivation.

His father, who was immersed in cultivation, heard that his son had already spent the money and bought things back so quickly.

He didn’t mind, knowing that they must cultivate a bit longer here to progress together with father, grandfather, and others.

What he thought was, once he got what he wanted, he could cultivate within his own Magical Treasure.

Mo Jingyan traded face-to-face with his father, not only giving him the Space Ring but also 50 Spirit Supplement Pills.

How these pills are distributed among father and others?

Mo Jingyan wouldn’t interfere.

Seeing his father had already sealed the contract with the Space Ring, a joyous smile appeared on his face, and he took away that bottle of medicine.

He bid farewell to his father, saying they had to leave.

He did not tell his father about what happened in the courtyard.

According to his father’s thoughts, maybe only a few more people could cultivate, but that was still far from enough; there weren’t enough medicines.

So he copied various Skill Books; these Skill Books could enhance a cultivator’s strength, and this was the resources they bought with money.

As for other Pills?

As long as they improve certain abilities, the Space Ring or Jade Pendant Space has the medicinal herbs, and they can make the Pills for cultivation themselves; I don’t need to buy them.

Mo Jingyan said he was leaving.

As a father wanting to keep him, the father understood, the son might have obtained much more than them.

His son wouldn’t be foolish enough to reveal all his resources.

Or perhaps his son was wearing something better than them.

"What did you get?"

Mo Jingyan did not foolishly reveal all that he had obtained.

Even though he was buying resources, as a dealer.

He wasn’t spending any money?

But could gain materials from it, just like those salespeople who earn a commission after completing a task.

As for how much he took, who would know?

As their sponsor, the boss would turn a blind eye.

In the past, they used money and if no one else benefited from it, who would work tirelessly for them.

"Sigh! Just cultivation resources, I kept a bit, and also got some Magical Treasures."

Mo Jingyan didn’t say he got a Flying Treasure or Space Wristwatch Magical Treasure.

He just said he got Magical Treasures, how many did he get?

As long as he didn’t mention it, no one could see it.

Anyway, now he was going to go outside for divine tribulation and needed these things.

As for whether the family members know or not?

Do they want to snatch it?

The items are in his hands, who can take them away?

And if the outsiders might be stronger than them.

As long as those people do not clearly know about their good items.

During their actions and in the places they are at, unless the other party injures them fatally, they cannot snatch them.

Close relatives probably wouldn’t harm him.

However, when the benefits are unevenly distributed, perhaps some would use others’ connections to get to him.

This time, his outing leaked information, wasn’t it leaked by a betrayer?

His father inspected him from top to bottom, finding his son’s abilities surpass his own.

Moreover, his son’s attire seemed like that of a young business-savvy Domineering President.

Yet on him, the clothes looked somewhat different.

Their family already had tailors who made custom-made clothes.

Mo Jingyan previously wore clothes from the family’s store.

Tailored to fit.

Every season, several custom-made garments would be made.

Today seeing the clothes his son wore seemed different.

He didn’t know if it was an illusion, the set of clothes the son wore earlier had a different color from the one now.

Logically, why did these hand-sewn clothes look so much more elegant?

His ’Eye Power’ couldn’t tell, because he had just started in cultivation and couldn’t see the quality of a Vestment robe.

Just beginning, his ability wasn’t enough; in some areas, time was needed to sharpen his discernment.

"Your clothes, your shoes, they don’t seem like they were crafted by our family’s tailor." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Mo Jingyan nodded and said, "Father, you noticed? Doesn’t your son look even dapper? Do you know how much my clothes cost, how much my shoes cost?"

He led him to guess, leaving his father a bit puzzled; weren’t the clothes made by the family tailor?

Purchased from outside?

Who crafted them better than their family’s tailor?

As the Family Head confidently trusts the craftsmanship of industrial artisans, he wanted to know who outside was better than their family’s old masters.

Though as Family Head, he didn’t directly manage external businesses, he would read the books.

And with other families’ heads, there were interactions, business dealings, and when comparing skills, he would participate and communicate with them.

"Father, I can’t tell you yet; the clothes were gifted to me by Luo Youyou, and the shoes as well."

Saying this made his father understand that him receiving benefits for setting up connections was not a problem.

Sure enough, hearing this, his father could only be envious.

After all, when having an ox work, how can you not let it eat grass?

Finding an old ox within this family was not possible anymore.

Despite that, his son was originally an heir, needing to do nothing.

And could enjoy the benefits brought by forebears.

However, his sons and others needed to compete for the position of Family Head.

This Family Head position wasn’t hereditary, if he passed it on to one son, his brothers and sons could also compete.

The able man in their family emphasizes capable beings moving up the ranks.

A capable being can sit in a certain position.

In their family, it wasn’t like certain big corporations where being a CEO was unmatched ability.

Competing for the Family Head’s position and Elder roles were the real focus.

Generally, those over 30 would compete for this position.

He had already held this position for more than 20 years, like this Family Head position, where there were exams every year, and a Family Head selection every 30 years.

Every year the post held assessments; if failing to meet expectations, he’d have to step down before letting someone else take over.

In this high position, not a day went by without tension.

There weren’t many years left till the next selection.

Now he had new goals, not caring about who held this position.

The candidates, too, needed to be the family’s elites; which included adhering to the rules.

This person doesn’t need to be kind but must not be absolutely evil and should have positive energy.

Mo Jingyan chatted with his father for a bit, then took his leave.

He promised his father that if he got good things in the future, he’d definitely give them to the family first.

He will provide for his elders; as for how they allocate, it’s up to them.

He also promised, now relying on others’ gifts, in the future as his skills improve, he’d research these abilities himself, not needing to spend money to buy.

Mo Jingyan’s earnings in annual efforts were considerable; the achievements from this time were for a few individuals, not for family-wide welfare, the rewards were for only a few elders.

But who knows what might happen in the future?

Once he learns other skills, he might return the practiced items to the family.

The items they needed, which the beginners made, definitely weren’t as good as those purchased.

Mo Jingyan decided to get cultivation resources from Luo Youyou in the future; the things he practiced with would be stored in the warehouse for now.

He bid farewell to his father, planning to return to his courtyard and leave with Luo Youyou.

Unexpectedly, his grandmother, great-grandmother, and mother all sent messages simultaneously.

Mo Jingyan knew they discovered he had returned and might have known he would leave soon; he couldn’t avoid seeing them at this late hour.

He sent messages to the three, gathering them at the great-grandmother’s courtyard to see them together due to time constraints.

Just out of the Great Grandpa’s courtyard was the courtyard where his grandfather cultivated martial arts.

Next door was the great-grandmother’s courtyard; since marrying into the family, she also cultivated and gained longevity through cultivation, though her abilities were not like Great Grandpa’s.

Perhaps it related to their innate qualifications, as marriages weren’t thoughtless, not with someone unable to cultivate physically.