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Xu Mu didn’t realize the immensity of the impact that his advancement to the Foundation Establishment Stage had on other people.

In his own eyes, advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage only meant a boost in strength and a slight increase in lifespan.

But to others, it was akin to the heavens turning upside down, a carp leaping through the dragon gate, because they did not know his true strength.

Even though he once killed a fourth-ranked green wolf comparable to a Foundation Establishment stage, in the hearts of a few people, they simply felt that he was just a powerful Qi Cultivation Stage practitioner.

No matter how formidable one is at the Qi Cultivating Stage, it can’t be compared to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The spiritual power inside a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage liquefies, its quantity and quality several times better than a common Qi Cultivator. They also possess Divine Intent, which enables them to simultaneously control a few magic artifacts.

Even a beginner at the Foundation Establishment Stage could easily defeat over a dozen cultivators at the late stages of Qi Cultivation.

The lifespan limit of a Qi Cultivator is about 150 years, but that’s only achieved by those cultivating special longevity techniques.

Most ordinary cultivators can only live up to 100 to 120 years old. Few can surpass 120 years of age, and those who can live up to 150 years old are extremely rare.

In contrast, the lifespan of a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage starts at 200 years. If they reach the limit of their cultivation, they could live over 300 years.

This is considered an extraordinarily long life for ordinary people.

To all present, by the time they are approaching their end, Xu Mu may still be in his prime.

In their eyes, Xu Mu, who had successfully broken through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, was now a completely different species, living in a completely different world from them.

As they looked at Xu Mu, their eyes became filled with reverence and admiration, one after another.

The ones most excited about Xu Mu advancing to the Foundation Establishment Stage were the three women.

“My husband is a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage!”

Ye Yingying buried her head in his chest, as if she had found an infinite sense of security.

Leng Yuening’s cool face could not control the excitement, her pink lips tightly shut to prevent tears of joy from trickling down.

Lan Shijin, who did not turn her head, wiped the corner of her eyes, suddenly thinking of her late husband who had spent his whole life pursuing the Foundation Establishment Stage. In order to achieve it, he, without any hesitation, decided to move their entire family to the remote White River City.

Just to qualify to buy the Foundation Establishment Pills, he complied with the demands of several large families to probe the limits of the Chi Family, but gained nothing, even losing his life in the process.

The husband she had pinned all hopes on did not achieve the Foundation Establishment, however, Xu Mu, an old cultivator whom she had initially overlooked due to his exhausted potential, had been creating miracles one step at a time, and now had reached a state she had long yearned for.

Her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

She quietly returned to her room and locked the door.

With Xu Mu, a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, everyone’s hearts were completely at ease.

Since dawn was still some time away, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

For the first time, Leng Yuening and Ye Yingying agreed to sleep in the same room.

Little Ling’er clamored to sleep with them but was kicked out by Xu Mu. She stood by the door for quite a while, pouting in anger.

In her heart, she muttered, “Stinky Dad! Bad Dad! He only dotes on mom and Aunt Leng, not me! Hmph!”

In the end, the unwilling Ling’er could only sleep in Lan Shijin’s room, riding the white wolf.

“Aunt Lan! What’s this spirit bird egg that my father mentioned? Where did you put it? Can you show it to me?” Little Ling’er asked while climbing into Lan Shijin’s arms.

Lan Shijin’s anger, which had just subsided, flared up again. In her heart, she decided to teach Xu Mu a lesson when an opportunity presents itself. He spoke without thinking, and she would never let him do it again.

“Enough chit-chat. Go to sleep! Don’t ask too much about adult matters!” Lan Shijin feigned anger.

“Ok!”

Little Ling’er obediently complied.

Xu Mu only woke up close to noon.

Both women were still sound asleep, their arms wrapped around him like an octopus.

Xu Mu removed their arms, got up, and cast some Purification Charms, and then put on his robe.

“Ning’er, last night, was really…”

He only intended to relieve them of their lovesickness a little, but she wouldn’t let him not go all out.

After casting a few Purification Charms and helping the women clean up, he covered them with a blanket and then left the room.

After half a day of relaxation to get rid of the fatigue from rushing the night before, he had now fully recovered.

He walked out of the loft and into the yard.

Little Ling’er was up already, playing with the white wolf in the yard. On seeing Xu Mu come out, she immediately ran over.

“Daddy, where’d you go to play these few months without taking me along!” Little Ling’er complained.

“You’re still young. When you grow up, I’ll take you along!”

Xu Mu ruffled her little head, took out a wind chime he bought in Pursuing Wind City from his storage bag, and handed it to her.

Little Ling’er was instantly attracted by the wind chime, playing with it in her hands with great joy, no longer caring about where Xu Mu had been.

Xu Mu headed towards Zhang Shouren’s house. Little Zhang Yu was practicing calligraphy inside. Seeing Xu Mu enter, he quickly got up to greet him.

“Good job! You’ve grown quite a bit taller since I left!”

Xu Mu patted his shoulder with a smile and told him to continue practicing his calligraphy.

“Master!”

Zhang Shouren, who was making a talisman, stopped his work to bow and greet him.

“Friend Zhang, there’s no need to be so formal!”

“One shouldn’t break custom!”

Zhang Shouren shook his head, showing utmost respect, completely different from his casual demeanor when they first met.

In fact, ever since he moved to Liyang City, Zhang Shouren’s attitude has been changing, this time was just more significant than before.

Even Yu Heng, a disciple of the sect, called him a senior with the utmost respect. In other people’s eyes, Zhang Shouren was at most a housekeeper. If he continued as before it would only bring him ridicule.

Xu Mu didn’t persist in being informal and began inquiring about the situation in the city.

According to Zhang Shouren, aside from ghost cultivators causing trouble often and killing many cultivators, nothing major happened.

The only big thing, in his opinion, might be the drastic increase in the prices of talismans like the Talisman of Repelling Evil, because of which he has made some money.

Recently, he has been working overtime to produce them, without worrying about sales.

Afterward, Xu Mu went to ask Ouyang Ying for information, and the news he got was not much different from Zhang Shouren’s.

Before he left, Ouyang Ying asked him if he wanted to buy some Beasts Nourishing Pills for the white wolf, which could greatly enhance its strength.

Xu Mu gave him some spirit stones and told him to handle it himself.

As he emerged from their residences, he ran into Xu Yin, who was being held by a maid and sunning herself.

The second mistress was almost one year old, she could babble noises. Xu Sheng and Xu Xia were too little, they practically sleep in the Spirit Gathering Array all day.

To improve the physique of the three, Xu Mu had Lan Shijin set up a small Spirit Gathering Array where the maids would watch the three sleep.

Xu Mu held her and teased her for a while, then handed her back to the maid, and went into the kitchen.

Nearing noon, Lan Shijin was busy in the kitchen.

“What are you up to now?”

Sensing something unusual behind her, Lan Shijin paused her work, her face turning slightly red.

Shortly after noon, Yu Heng arrived with an elder.

The elder’s name was Hou Quan, an administrative elder of the Liyang Sect, and Yu Heng’s master.

“Friend Xu, congratulations!”

Upon meeting Xu Mu, Hou Quan greeted him with a laugh, appearing very amiable.

“Friend Hou, you are kind!”

Xu Mu led him into the house with a smile, signaling the maid to serve two cups of spiritual tea.

“What brings you here this time?” After some small talk, Xu Mu asked.

“My visit here is two-fold, firstly, to thank you for saving my disciple’s life, and secondly, to invite you to join the Liyang Sect as a guest elder!”

Xu Mu was not surprised by Hou Quan’s invitation.

From the moment he showed his strength and saved Yu Heng, he had anticipated this would happen.

In the territory of the Liyang Sect, you either join them, or you have to leave.

If it wasn’t for the appearance of the ghost cultivators, Xu Mu might have considered hiding his strength, peacefully advancing his cultivation, and quietly making a fortune.

But not now.

With ghost cultivators causing trouble in the city every day, the Golden Pill ancestor of the Liyang Sect would surely be observing with his Divine Intent more frequently.

His ability to conceal was indeed marvelous, but it couldn’t deceive the Golden Pill ancestor. If they found out, his credibility would be at stake, as his explanation wouldn’t be effective. Given this, he might as well reveal himself.

“It is an honour for me to join the Liyang Sect, but I am curious about the benefits?”

“Well, the specific benefits depend on the level of elder you wish to become!”

Hou Quan specifically introduced the benefits for elders of various levels to Xu Mu.

In simple terms, the more you contribute, the more you gain.

If it was in the past, Xu Mu wouldn’t have a chance to choose his level, but currently, the Liyang Sect was understaffed, and with Hou Quan willing to help, Xu Mu could skip lower levels and directly become a high-level elder as long as he was willing.

But after some consideration, Xu Mu chose to become the lowest level guest elder.

There were hardly any benefits, but no responsibilities either, and most importantly, there was no strict scrutiny.

He didn’t want to be targeted by the so-called Soul Stabilizing Mirror.

Hou Quan regretted Xu Mu’s choice but didn’t say much more.

After accompanying Hou Quan to the mountain to meet the Sect Leader of Liyang, passing a formation examination to verify that he wasn’t practicing demonic cultivation, and registering, Xu Mu officially became a guest elder of the Liyang Sect.

As for the Golden Pill ancestor, there was no need to meet him.

“In the future, I hope you can help take care of Qinghuai Street more!”

“Friend Hou, you’re too kind! Now that I am also an elder of the Liyang Sect, I will certainly not stand idly by!”

“I live in Bamboo Show Garden, Friend Xu, you’re welcome to come visit often!”

“Certainly!”

After leaving Lan Shijin’s room, Xu Mu immediately sent a message to Chi Feiyan using the communication jade talisman.

“Master! Come quick!”