I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

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“Granny Yin asked me to go practice some Magical Duel techniques, I’ll go ahead now.”

Handing the tattered Quyuan Pouch to Zhou Zhou, Dongfang Yuer said softly, reluctantly bidding him a temporary farewell before heading to the mountainside.

As she was leaving, she seemed to want to say something but hesitated, but in the end, she left with a light smile.

“This is much better, much more normal.”

Zhou Zhou mumbled a couple of times and watched as Dongfang Yuer’s Flowing Light, accompanied by the immortal silhouette of her feathered garments, gradually disappeared.

He sat by the pond, pulled off his cloth shoes, rolled up his pant legs, and soaked his feet in the cool pond water. He let out a couple of comfortable sighs, then took the Quyuan Pouch he had just gotten from Dongfang Yuer and placed it beside him.

Leaning against the Angel Egg, basking in the sunlight, he relaxed his mind.

The Quyuan Pouch given by Old Man Shen was already very worn out, with some oil stains on it. If you sniffed carefully, you could also smell the liquor the old man often drank.

Carefully pulling open the mouth of the Quyuan Pouch, Zhou Zhou, having been tormented by Meihua, was afraid that a poisonous insect might suddenly jump out or that some Formation trap might be hidden inside…

“I really was tortured badly by Meihua. What does Old Man Shen know about Formations?”

Zhou Zhou chuckled lightly, held the Quyuan Pouch in his hand, and sent his Spiritual Sense into it, but suddenly froze there.

He felt the bag was strangely heavy.

A breeze ruffled the wrinkles on the pond’s surface and also dispersed the faint mist. In the shadows at the edge of the pond, the cliff gently swayed within.

His hand brushed past the mouth of the Quyuan Pouch, and two dark yellow sheets of paper appeared.

It was a letter.

The paper was Dao Talisman paper, made from the leaves of a thousand-layer tree, commonly used as a medium for talismans. Old Man Shen wrote tiny characters on it, which was quite a luxury, wasting two Talismans.

The characters were crooked, probably because the old man’s eyesight was poor. Many lines were misaligned and columns were skewed, but the general meaning could still be seen.

“To Zhou Xiaoxi,

Didn’t expect this old fellow to give you so much stuff, did you? Hahaha, anyway, I’m halfway into the ground already and will be reincarnating in a few years. Rather than letting these things benefit some passing Cultivators and trouble my grave, I might as well throw them to you. Take them and play with them.

In my life, I spent the first part always thinking about becoming an Immortal, and the latter part always saving up gold and silver, wanting to buy a Dao Fusion Pill once I had enough.

But when I saved enough, I understood.

Living an extra hundred years, living a hundred years less—what’s the difference? Guarding this little shop is just adding a bit more time.

You’re different. You’re much more promising than me, achieving Dao Fusion at such a young age. I also heard the Market Overseer talking about you, saying you’ll surely become a Great Cultivator, a great Immortal in the future.

I’ve lived so long, but there’s nothing I can boast about to others. But now I have something! We got to know each other, and when I brag, those old guys don’t dare laugh at me anymore. Hahaha.

Kid… I once heard a high-level expert say, what is an Immortal? A person standing on a mountain, that becomes an Immortal. But in the end, an Immortal is still a person, just someone standing higher than ordinary Mortals. What’s the difference?

It’s probably the same for demons, witches, spirits, and essences. My realm is low, so I’m just talking nonsense. Don’t believe it blindly.

You always advised me to go back and take a look. What am I going back to see? My parents, relatives, and friends have all entered the yellow earth and gone to the Yellow Springs. I’m the only one left alive.

But, I still want to go back after all. Leave this matter to you. Everything in this bag is my life’s savings. Consider it payment for your errand running. This is a fair deal, so don’t feel like you owe me anything.”

Reading this, Zhou Zhou chuckled silently, a sense of relief mixed into his laughter, but a trace of nostalgia also flickered in his eyes.

It was as if he could see Old Man Shen in a tavern in the Market Town, legs crossed, drinking coarse tea, boasting to a few white-haired old men about the difficulties of Cultivation and the intricacies of Karma…

He turned to the second page. It was still those crooked, tiny characters.

Continuing to read, the old man seemed to be making arrangements for after his death.

“…Those few old guys took my benefits and will help handle my remains. Whenever you pass by the town, just take them along. And whenever you have time, take me back.

My hometown is on the coast of the East Sea in the Southern Continent. It’s a very beautiful place. I drew a map inside. You should be able to find it by following that.

Just take me there to look around. Don’t put me in the ancestral graves. I didn’t fulfill my filial duties to my parents, so I don’t deserve to enter. Just look around, looking is enough. Don’t do anything more. Then scatter my soul and ashes in that sea.

I can’t say it. Even if you see through these things, you can’t say it. Saying it makes people not want to die just yet.

While you were here, you were always staring into the distance in a daze too. If you are like me, also left home seeking Immortals and practicing Cultivation, go back and visit more while your parents are still alive. You have cultivation, you’re much stronger than me. But kid, everyone has a day when they can’t walk anymore. Don’t wait until then to regret something.

Kid, we met once, it’s fate. Listen to this old man’s advice. When traveling in the Central Land World, be more careful and mind your own business. I see you have a warm heart, but people’s hearts can be treacherous. You’re still young and don’t understand much yet.

Remember, don’t wait until you suffer a loss to regret it. There’s no Immortal Pill that can cure the ailment of regret.

This paper is expensive, so I won’t chatter on with you anymore. Cultivation emphasizes Dharma, Wealth, Companions, Land. All I can give you is this junk. If you dislike it, just throw it away. Just don’t let me know.

You must remember my name. I’m Shen Congxian. I chose it myself. Don’t forget… if a person dies and no one remembers them, the Ghost Officer won’t let them onto the Nostalgia Terrace.

Go home and visit more often. There’s nothing you can’t let go of, nothing that should tie you down.

Old Man Shen, left.”

Zhou Zhou clutched the two pages of paper until they wrinkled. He lowered his head, pressing his forehead against his hands, his body hunched over.

The pond’s surface rippled gently, and the white mist grew thinner…

The young man sitting there had reddened eyes. His vision blurred, wetting those two Dao Talisman papers. He took a light breath of the cool air.

Suddenly, the Giant White Egg behind him seemed to blur. A pair of pale arms gently hugged him from behind, but he didn’t notice anything.

That faint figure was as illusory as a wisp of cloud and smoke.

The slightly open white Feathered Wings also seemed to be condensed from the surrounding white mist, not looking real.

When the wind blew and dispersed it, upon closer look, the Giant White Egg was still standing there, but her figure seemed never to have appeared at all.

Zhou Zhou took a deep breath, sniffled, but had mostly recovered.

…

Half a day later.

Ding-ling, Ding-ling.

Two copper bells were now attached to Zhou Zhou’s Quyuan Pouch. This was a third-grade Magical Artifact among the pile of items Old Man Shen gave him. It wasn’t high-grade but was quite clever, with the effect of clearing the mind and eyes and slightly enhancing the sensitivity of Spiritual Sense.

He walked through the Medicine Valley, breathing in the fragrant air of plants and trees. His gaze held more determination than before.

Cultivation, Achieving Immortality, long life, returning home.

This was the path of life he was going to walk. Perhaps he would get stuck at some stage, unable to pass a certain realm, but he at least had to try hard so he wouldn’t have any regrets.

“Old man, I’m better than you. You coward didn’t dare go back, but I’ve always been on the way home.”

Zhou Zhou clenched the tattered Quyuan Pouch. He had already transferred its contents into his own Quyuan Pouch. This bag now only contained those two pages of letters.

He shook the Quyuan Pouch in front of him, sighed, showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and also put it deep into his Quyuan Pouch, placing it in a corner beside the Angel Egg.

Take care, Old Man Shen.

And also, don’t let it be that when I pass by next time to collect your ashes…

You’re still not dead. That would be so awkward.

Just as he was having these somewhat inappropriate thoughts, suddenly two senior sisters, riding Magical Artifacts, flew over from the horizon. They were the two Medicine Valley disciples who often delivered meals to him.

“Junior Brother Zhou! Go take a look quickly! Your Thatched Cottage is on fire!”

“Huh?” Zhou Zhou was stunned.

What happened? That was the fragrant dwelling Zhou Zhiyan had carefully arranged for a long time, and he liked it very much too.

His figure shot forward. Zhou Zhou didn’t forget to turn back and shout, “Senior sisters, if you fly fast, please go help put out the fire first! How did it catch fire?!”

The two senior sisters dressed in emerald green robes glanced at each other and chuckled. They couldn’t put out that fire. Zhou Zhou sprinted toward the Thatched Cottage with utmost urgency. His Spiritual Sense spread out first but didn’t see any flames or smoke. Instead, he saw two figures fighting each other beside the hut.

Dongfang Yuer was facing off against Second Senior Sister Yanxi again, with a little Xiao Zhiyan seemingly cheering on the sidelines. Actually, it didn’t seem like cheering. Zhou Zhiyan was shouting at them to stop, not to break the furniture and items inside.

This…

Zhou Zhou’s pace instantly slowed down. He walked leisurely toward that area, casually studying how to construct a Taiqing Slaughter Array outside his body using Spiritual Sense.

His fingers slid, drawing shallow marks beside him.

This Formation Divine Power was very difficult to master.

The Thatched Cottage catching fire or something… what could he do about it… let them mess around.

…

Several days later, a rather weary-looking Zhou Zhou lay face down on the bamboo bed in the Eldest Senior Brother’s bamboo hut, hugging a pillow and refusing to get up.

“Junior Brother, do you really want to go there? Ordinary Miscellaneous Courtyard disciples all avoid it.”

Gui Hongzi sat by the bamboo table, adjusting the strings of his zither. He smiled and said, “If you really want to earn some contribution points within the sect, there are other easier jobs. The Medicine Valley has so many exotic flowers and rare herbs, all needing careful tending. Why seek far for what lies close at hand?”

Disciple trainees in the sect who had not yet formally taken a master were also called Miscellaneous Courtyard disciples. Besides being able to collect some rough Elixirs and materials for cultivation from the Miscellaneous Courtyards of each peak every month, they could also receive rewards from various peaks by doing miscellaneous chores for the sect.

Thump!

Zhou Zhou buried his face in the pillow, clasped his hands together above his head, and shook them repeatedly. “Eldest Senior Brother, I beg you, please help me escape this bitter sea, let me leave that Asura field!”

“Oh?” Gui Hongzi looked amused. “Are the few of them not getting along very pleasantly?”

“Fighting during the day, fighting at night, there’s never a moment of peace! That Yanxi even said she wanted to keep an eye on me, and somehow she moved over too! That Thatched Cottage only has so much space!”

Zhou Zhou let out a long sigh, sprawling out on the bamboo bed. Scenes flashed before his eyes; his cultivation had been forcibly neglected these past few days!

For example, when waking up in the morning, he would suddenly see one, or two figures curled up beside him. Dongfang Yuer had that veil concealing her aura, so it was easy for her to get close to him, but how did Zhou Zhiyan get over there?

He was also a man.

That alone was fine. Zhou Zhou stood there doing his morning practice, cultivating facing the rising Sun Star.

Dongfang Yuer would hold an umbrella for him, Zhou Zhiyan would gently fan him with a fan from the side. That was tolerable too, after all, it was a blessing with two beauties, something others envied but couldn’t have.

But such a situation would absolutely not last longer than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, before it would escalate into a “Scorching Fire Fan” versus “Green Vine Umbrella” battle, stirring up the Heaven and Earth Vital Energy into chaos.

Then there was finding a small stream to roast a few fish to eat. When Zhou Zhou finished roasting the first fish, those two pairs of pitifully pleading big eyes would just blink and stare at him. Who should he give it to first?

He could only lower his head and eat it himself, saying, “Help yourselves, hard work brings prosperity.”

Then Dongfang Yuer and Zhou Zhiyan would fight fiercely over that one or two pitiful little fish, and with Yanxi enthusiastically joining in to help, the fight would become intense, a life-and-death struggle…

They just couldn’t get along at all!

No matter where Zhou Zhou hid, there would be the ever-present beautiful figures of Dongfang Yuer and Zhou Zhiyan.

Even scarier was that the appearance rate of Yanxi, as external support, was also above eighty percent!

Dongfang said she wanted to take good care of him, so he could cultivate peacefully; Zhou Zhiyan said she wanted to keep an eye on Dongfang Yuer to prevent her from making any advances. Zhou Zhiyan was always followed by Yanxi, this Third Senior Sister, who said she wanted to keep a good watch on Zhou Zhiyan so she wouldn’t suffer any losses.

These three women formed a lively drama, they were like his shadow.

Over the past few days, Zhou Zhou couldn’t eat well or sleep well. He only learned about the rules of the sect’s Miscellaneous Courtyards when he ran into a few Miscellaneous Courtyard disciples who said there were “good assignments” on a nearby peak.

He was a special existence among the Miscellaneous Courtyard disciples. As a successor of the Taiping Dao, the Immortals in the sect who knew his identity wouldn’t give him a hard time. He was also familiar with the Fifth Generation First Disciple Gui Hongzi and the Third Generation Disciple, Medicine Peak’s Peak Master Meihua. Naturally, no Personal Disciple dared to order him around.

If Zhou Zhou hadn’t wanted to find a quiet place to avoid those girls, he wouldn’t have resorted to pleading with Gui Hongzi.

“Junior Brother, Green Beast Peak is a rather austere place, mainly for keeping and raising some demon beasts and immortal beasts,” Gui Hongzi advised him with a smile. “Do you really want to go there? Although the rewards are quite good.”

“I want to go, I want to go. Didn’t Dongfang have an agreement with the sect that she can’t leave the Medicine Valley?”

Zhou Zhou sat up, clasped his hands together above his head, and pleaded repeatedly to Gui Hongzi. “No matter how bitter or tiring, I’m not afraid. Just let me go there for some peace and quiet!”

“Alright then. Come with me, I’ll hand you over to a kind-hearted Martial Uncle.”

“Thank you, Senior Brother! By the way, raising immortal beasts and such, won’t there be any danger?”

“Of course not,” the Eldest Senior Brother chuckled. “Usually, Miscellaneous Courtyard disciples just take care of some young cubs. You’ll see when you get there.”

Zhou Zhou smacked his lips and sighed with relief. “That’s good.”

Gui Hongzi summoned a streak of Flowing Light and took him towards a remote mountain peak.

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