Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 648: Kaer Family’s Financial Crisis

"This kid is giving me a hard time. Why doesn't he break my old bones?"

At the border of the wilderness, in a spiritual camp outside the Manniu Plateau, Le Chuan looked at Fang Qingyuan's letter, shuddered, and couldn't help sighing in front of Xiong Feng.

Xiong Feng picked his ears, flicked them, and asked nonchalantly, "What's giving you such a headache?"

"Hmph, you'll know after you take a look at it yourself." Le Chuan handed over the letter.

"Lao Le, you're spoiling that kid too much. He really dares to bring it up."

Xiong Feng shook his furry paws and swung the letter paper loudly. "Now we have to count on our fingers even when distributing elixirs to our disciples. How can we get him a dragon? You can't just dig out my bear gall to make up the number, can you?"

Le Chuan slapped Xiong Feng on the arm, causing the tent to fall to dust. "Just your old bacon? What they want is a dragon! Not bear jerky!"

He suddenly lowered his voice and took out an oil-paper bag from his storage bag. "However, I still have a few pieces of the Jiaolong whip I bought on the black market a few days ago. How about..."

"Are you crazy?!" Xiong Feng snatched the oil paper bag, sniffed and threw it back, "It's already marinated! Do you think that guy is a swill collector?"

Hearing Xiong Feng's words, Le Chuan put the things into his storage bag in dismay. It was not easy for him to collect these things. After all, these were supreme aphrodisiacs.

"Ah, why are we so poor? We have come to live with the Kaer family, but why can't we live a leisurely and prosperous life?"

Le Chuan couldn't help but start complaining to Xiong Feng. He thought that by joining the Kale family, the upstart power of the Beast Taming Sect, he would be able to prosper, but he didn't expect that the Kale family itself had no money.

In recent years, he has transformed the terrain, set up formations, built animal pens, and divided bases for breeding spirit beasts. Each of these items is a major expense.

Many of these projects have not been completed yet. It's not that the Kaer family doesn't want to, but the Peacock City alone almost emptied the Kaer family's funds.

Moreover, this place is far away from the Beast Taming Mountain. The prices of many items from the Beast Taming Mountain would double when transported here.

Many companion beasts are raised and raised in the Beast Taming Mountain, and they cannot do without the unique materials of the Beast Taming Mountain. Every year, the Kaer family has to pay a large amount of spirit stones to the Beast Taming Mountain for this purpose.

If it were Fang Qingyuan's words, the Kale family had been forced into a trade deficit by the Beast Taming Headquarters, and the fiscal deficit had remained high for a long time. As a result, Lechuan and Xiong Feng, two Yuanying-stage fighters, were not living as well as the Jindan leaders in the neighboring Baishan.

Thinking of those forces in Baishan, Lechuan felt extremely angry. Although these people did not dare to provoke the Beast Tamer Sect, they secretly raised the prices. Many things sold to the Beast Tamer Sect were sold at ridiculously high prices.

The people from the Beast Taming Sect here cannot just rob directly, otherwise it will trigger a war between the Beast Taming Sect and the Baishan forces, and no one can bear the responsibility. So they can only suppress and restrain their own men.

But as a result, the Beast Taming Sect monks in Peacock City were really disgusted with this man from Baishan.

Xiong Feng grinned:

"It's already pretty good. We have a backer, and no one can bully us. At least the people in Baishan don't have a bad temper, right?"

"Humph, you used to eat dirt, so of course you don't care about these things. I still have so many disciples to raise. If you continue like this, how will they grow?"

Le Chuan looked at Xiong Feng unhappily. As an ancient spiritual beast, Xiong Feng did not have high demand for external resources, and the only way for his disciples' bear beasts to improve their combat effectiveness was to sleep more.

And which disciple of Lechuan does not need spirit stones to earn money? Without spirit stones, how can they buy elixirs and repair magical instruments?

The two were arguing when a disciple suddenly shouted from outside the tent, "Master! Elder Kaer's flying sword has delivered a message!"

Le Chuan took it and glanced at it, his face darkening: "Okay, Patriarch Wei Ming still needs to continue comprehending the true meaning of the great Dao left by the old lion in the Awakening Lion Cave, and he can't get away. Kaer Shou wants us to make a plan first and see how to plan for the Barbarian Bull Plateau."

Xiong Feng was not happy about this and shouted directly:

"There are no spirit stones, and no one is willing to give them. We can't live like this anymore. Lao Le, follow me and go to Kaershu to make trouble. If you don't give me 5,000 high-quality spirit stones this time, I won't do this anymore."

At the same time, on the deck of a fourth-order spiritual boat heading to the Great Zhou Academy, Tian Ye was holding a teacup and speaking in a sarcastic tone:

"If we talk about toughness, who dared to disobey when our Qi Yun defeated the Qing Lian Sword Sect? Now you are jumping out. Why do you think that our Qi Yun can't lift the sword anymore?"

The fat Yuanying in the golden robe next to him immediately replied, "That's right! Have you forgotten that during the Longchuan Demon Disaster, the Qinglian Sword Sect sent in thirteen Yuanying Sword Cultivators in a row, but they still haven't plugged the hole. If it weren't for our Qiyun's timely rescue, the Qinglian Sword Sect would have been expelled."

"That's still considered good," the hemp-clothed monk who was resting with his eyes closed in the corner suddenly sneered, "If they are contaminated by the devil, the devil's power will flow along the magic sword cultivated by their sect's fundamental sword scripture and trace back to the holy sword tomb. The bones of those sword cultivators who have been sitting in meditation for who knows how many years will jump up and beat these unworthy descendants."

The words of the hemp-clothed Nascent Soul cultivator caused everyone to laugh. In their hearts, the Qinglian Sword Sect had always been much lower than Qi Yun. Now they even dared to report it to the Great Zhou Academy, which made them feel extremely unhappy.

These Nascent Soul cultivators were all transferred here from various places by the Qiyun Sect. They all left their work behind and were inevitably angry. Now they could make a few insults to the sword cultivators of the Green Lotus Sword Sect, and they felt relieved.

Fang Qingyuan was sitting cross-legged and quietly eating melons when he was suddenly called by Tian Ye: "Qingyuan, didn't you experience the methods of the Qinglian Sword Sect in the past? Tell us about it!"

After being pointed out by Tian Ye, Fang Qingyuan's mind began to work quickly. He had fought with the Qinglian Sword Sect before, so why didn't I have much impression of it?

Oh, by the way, could it be that Tian Ye was referring to the incident in Baishan that year when he besieged Nie Xinyuan of the Baishan Sword Sect?

I didn't expect Tian Ye even knew this. There is really no wall that is impenetrable.

But it was Xiong Feng who took action at the beginning, and I was just watching from the sidelines, so how could I say I participated in the battle?

But there must be a deeper meaning behind Tian Ye's words. Where should we start?

"Oh, Junior Brother Fang has fought against the Nascent Soul cultivator from the Qinglian Sword Sect? You must tell us more about that."

"Yes, yes. I've heard that the sword cultivators of the Qinglian Sword Sect have very sharp attacking methods. I've been away from home for many years and have never seen such a thing."

Several Nascent Soul cultivators nearby immediately became interested and looked at Fang Qingyuan.

Things have come to this point, Fang Qingyuan had no choice but to try to say a few words.

"Well, I was just taking shortcuts." Before Fang Qingyuan finished speaking, the spirit boat suddenly shook violently.

The protective magic circle of the spirit boat exploded with a "bang", and seven or eight sword lights directly hit the noses of the people. A sword cultivator in a green shirt sneered and said, "Why are you gossiping behind my back? If you are brave enough, come out and fight to the death!"

The deck suddenly became quiet.

The teacup in Tian Ye's hand broke into two pieces with a "click". Fang Qingyuan quietly took back his words, stood up and said:

"My fellow Taoist, you were able to hear me even though I spoke so quietly. Could it be that you are traveling with us and are planning to ambush us along the way?"