Noticing the confusion in Ye Yuhong’s eyes, Ye Qingxuan didn’t bother to explain.
With this kind of thing, the more he tried to explain, the more questions Ye Yuhong would have.
So Ye Qingxuan just laughed it off and brushed past the topic, choosing to say nothing at all and letting Ye Yuhong figure it out on his own.
After that, Ye Qingxuan led Ye Yuhong into the stone pavilion and poured him a cup of tea:
“Patriarch, how about trying some of my tea?”
Seeing that Ye Qingxuan had no intention of explaining, Ye Yuhong didn’t press the matter. He just smiled wryly and said:
“You rascal, keeping your little secrets now, are you?”
With that, Ye Yuhong casually picked up the tea Ye Qingxuan had poured for him and took a small sip.
As soon as the tea entered his mouth, Ye Yuhong’s eyes lit up, and he said in surprise:
“What tea is this? It tastes pretty good, doesn’t it?”
Ye Yuhong had always enjoyed drinking tea, and the tea Ye Qingxuan gave him suited his taste perfectly.
What’s more, after he absorbed the tea, Ye Yuhong felt that his mind was sharper than usual.
Noticing this effect, Ye Yuhong immediately fixed his bright, attentive eyes on Ye Qingxuan.
Feeling Ye Yuhong’s stare, Ye Qingxuan said casually:
“This is some Calming Tea I came across by chance. If you like it, Patriarch, you can take some back with you.”
Right now, ever since Ye Qingxuan had restricted the growth of his fourth-grade Calming Tea plant, its yield had increased dramatically.
So Ye Qingxuan wasn’t short on fourth-grade Calming Tea leaves at the moment, and giving a little to Ye Yuhong was no problem at all.
Hearing Ye Qingxuan’s words, Ye Yuhong quickly responded with a cheerful laugh:
“Heh heh, it’s a deal, then! Don’t you go back on your word when I leave later.”
Although this tea didn’t help much with his cultivation level, it could provide significant assistance when he was comprehending spells.
So Ye Yuhong didn’t stand on ceremony with Ye Qingxuan and eagerly agreed right away.
Seeing Ye Yuhong’s reaction, Ye Qingxuan nodded slightly, then took out a storage pouch and handed it to Ye Yuhong, saying:
“Patriarch, this is the family’s share for the past hundred years. Take a look.”
Inside were three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones. If Ye Qingxuan didn’t want to break the contract, there was no way he could falsify it.
If he tried to cheat, the contract would definitely react.
And although Ye Qingxuan wanted to keep a low profile, the Tianfu Shop probably wasn’t much of a secret to the higher-ups of the Xuantian Sect anyway.
When the time came, he could just say that he wanted to give back to the family, so he gave a little extra—that should work.
Of course, chances were that the Xuantian Sect people wouldn’t bother asking about such trivial matters. Ye Qingxuan just wanted to come up with a reasonable excuse for himself.
The reason it was only three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones wasn’t that Ye Qingxuan didn’t want to give more, but that giving too much could sometimes backfire.
Three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones was already a huge sum for the Ye family.
After the Ye family finished digesting these spirit stones and turned them into actual strength, he would naturally give them even more resources in the next hundred years.
Ye Yuhong took the storage pouch from Ye Qingxuan without thinking much of it, continuing to sip the tea Ye Qingxuan had refilled for him.
Still, he figured he’d take a look at how many resources there were.
First, Ye Yuhong was a little curious himself about how well Ye Qingxuan’s Blessed Land was doing.
Second, Ye Yuhong planned to exchange all the resources for first-grade Spirit Enhancement Pills to take back with him, so he wanted to see how many resources there were to get a rough idea.
As his spiritual sense flooded into the storage pouch, the tea Ye Yuhong had just sipped sprayed right out of his mouth:
“There’s this much?!”
Then, catching himself, he quickly used his spiritual power to gather the tea that was still in mid-air before it hit the ground, and sent it back into his mouth.
Ye Qingxuan was dumbfounded by the sight. He barely held back his laughter and lowered his head slightly.
Ye Yuhong had no mind for his appearance at that moment. He stared wide-eyed at Ye Qingxuan and said:
“This is the yield from your Blessed Land’s thirty percent share over a hundred years?”
Then he looked left and right, leaned closer to Ye Qingxuan, and whispered:
“Kid, did you dig up some treasure in your Blessed Land or something? Otherwise, how could there be this many high-grade spirit stones?”
A whole three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones! The top-grade true artifact Ye Yuhong was using right now was only worth a thousand high-grade spirit stones.
The Ye family’s total income over several decades probably wouldn’t even reach three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones.
Sure, the resources across the five regions of the Earth Mystic Realm were abundant, but given the Ye family’s strength, the good resources they could get their hands on were actually quite limited.
So how could Ye Qingxuan’s thirty percent share from his Blessed Land possibly amount to three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones?
Actually, it wasn’t that strange.
The reason a cultivationist’s Blessed Land could grow so many spiritual plants was that most of the energy within the Blessed Land was preserved and could be used to nourish the plants.
For a small faction’s stronghold like the Ye family’s, the spiritual energy from the spiritual vein might not even be enough for their own cultivators’ training. How could they possibly spare any to convert into earth energy for growing spiritual plants?
Usually, the spiritual fields that small factions developed were just energy nodes created from a little leftover energy squeezed out after meeting their cultivators’ cultivation needs.
The difference between the two was that one converted the spiritual vein’s energy into cultivation levels for a bunch of people, while the other converted it into spiritual plants and wealth.
And on top of that, Ye Qingxuan wasn’t even a real cultivationist. His cave dwelling and Blessed Land complemented each other, and with the various methods from the Earth Immortal legacy, his Blessed Land’s output had reached such an astonishing level.
Even ordinary cultivationists couldn’t achieve what Ye Qingxuan had.
With such a huge contrast, it was no wonder Ye Yuhong lost his composure. But after that moment of shock, all that was left was excitement.
With these three hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones, the Ye family’s strength was bound to see a major boost.
Seeing Ye Yuhong switch from losing his composure to getting all excited, Ye Qingxuan quickly spoke up to explain:
“I earned this myself, old man. Stop with the wild imagination!”
“You earned it yourself?”
By now, Ye Yuhong had regained his composure. Hearing Ye Qingxuan’s explanation, he just couldn’t believe it.
Ye Qingxuan was just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and a cultivationist stuck in one place at that. Who would believe he could earn this many high-grade spirit stones?
In the end, Ye Yuhong gave Ye Qingxuan a long, deep look and then deliberately dropped the subject:
“Forget it, I won’t pry. Either way, with this many spirit stones, the family comes out way ahead. On behalf of the family, thank you!”
Even though he didn’t believe Ye Qingxuan had earned it himself, Ye Yuhong wasn’t stupid. If he kept harping on it, it would only sour their relationship.
Seeing that Ye Yuhong was no longer dwelling on the matter, Ye Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief inside and said with a slight smile:
“You’re too kind, Patriarch. What I give the family is what it deserves.”
If the Ye family hadn’t given him the opportunity and the initial support, given his talent, he would never have been able to join the Xuantian Sect, and things wouldn’t have gone so smoothly after that.
So even though the help the Ye family gave him seemed small, it had a deep impact on the path Ye Qingxuan’s future would take.
If he hadn’t joined the Xuantian Sect, who knows how much time he would have wasted before breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage and unlocking the Earth Immortal legacy.
And even if he had unlocked that legacy elsewhere, without a big enough platform to get resources and without a strong backer to protect him, he might not have been able to grow smoothly.
On the path of cultivation, there were just too many variables. Developing on your own meant facing too many obstacles.
One slip-up, and you could end up dead, with your dao erased. No matter how great the opportunity, you had to stay alive to make use of it.
So Ye Qingxuan was very satisfied with his current state and situation.
Within the Xuantian Sect, he had a big enough platform and endless time to develop in peace and quietly set up his moves to acquire resources.
As long as he could endure the solitude and keep himself well hidden, who would dare disturb his cultivation inside the Xuantian Sect?
