His burst of momentum was quite extraordinary, even more intense than what I had seen from Steward Qian some time ago. Clearly, Wang Xiaohan is a man with deep foundations and accumulations. However, because of his past failures, his will was too depressed, and he merely planned to tend to the twenty acres of Spirit Field until his old age. "Hehe~" Wang Shouzhe ignored his momentum and rage, calmly saying, "Liu Shenghao of the Liu Family and Zhao Daoyuan of the Zhao Family. These two names must not be unfamiliar to you, Sixth Grandfather?" In shock and awe, Wang Xiaohan gradually retracted his momentum, returning to an appearance of an old farmer, with a solemn expression, "Both are taking the path of the Spirit Platform. There are rumors that in less than five years, they will each attempt to challenge the Spirit Platform Realm, which poses the greatest threat to our family. "But Shouzhe, you need not worry too much. Once you marry Miss Liua and have children, the Liua Family, with their three Spirit Platform Ancestors, will definitely find ways to protect us. All the family needs is for you to hold on until reaching the Spirit Platform, and we can firmly establish ourselves." The three Spirit Platform Ancestors of the Liua Family share deep blood ties with the Wang Family, especially Liua Xuanfu, who has developed at Purple Mansion Academy for many years, her strength likely having reached an unfathomable depth. Furthermore, she is a cousin to Ancestor Longyan. Heh, no wonder he’s content being a salted fish. Wang Shouzhe analyzed that Sixth Grandfather Wang Xiaohan’s attitude of self-blame and ostrich-like avoidance was due to his failure to break through, afraid to shoulder any responsibilities again. These types are also common in modern Earth society, like entrepreneurs who collapse after a major blow to their confidence. To deal with such people, the best method is to cut off all their hopes and eliminate the last straw of psychological solace. Wang Shouzhe smiled playfully while toying with an unadorned teacup, "What a pity, what a pity, I have confirmed news. The Zhao Family and Liu Family have secretly prepared the Celestial Spirit Pills. Liu Shenghao and Zhao Daoyuan are polishing their skills for the final stages and could strike for the Spirit Platform Realm at any time. If either of them succeeds, there will be no place for our Wang Family." "If I were the Patriarch of the Liu Family or the Zhao Family, once the family had two Spirit Platform Realm Ancestors, I would surely conceal this matter first, seeking an opportunity to secretly and daringly strike to kill Wang Shouzhe during mourning." Wang Shouzhe said calmly, "I am merely engaged with Miss Liua. Even if the Liua Family feels humiliated and enraged, they are unlikely to avenge me." He knew all too well that both the Liu Family and Zhao Family viewed him, Wang Shouzhe, as a thorn in their side. They dared not act now, as the time wasn’t ripe, or they couldn’t bear Ancestor Longyan’s backlash. If one family had two Spirit Platform Realm Ancestors working in unison, why would they fear the crazy retaliation of Ancestor Longyan, who had one foot in the grave? Of course, they would prefer to wait for Ancestor Longyan to falter on her own, posing less risk that way. But who knows how long their patience can last? Once a second Ancestor appears in the family, spirits will be lifted, and ambition will inevitably stir. "How could it be, how could it be? How could they act so quickly?" Wang Xiaohan’s face was full of shock and despair. In his eyes, Wang Shouzhe was already the family’s last hope. If he died, the Wang Family would truly be finished. "As long as they’re willing to invest resources, accelerating the cultivation process is perfectly normal," Wang Shouzhe said lightly while sipping tea, "If I were the Patriarch of the Liu Family or Zhao Family, I would make the same choice. Using smoke bombs to confuse the opponent while desperately pushing forward in secret is merely a common tactical measure." "So ruthless, so ruthless." Wang Xiaohan trembled all over but his gaze gradually became determined, and he suddenly stood up, "Our only option now is to sell the family treasure and exchange it for another Celestial Spirit Pill. Your Sixth Grandfather will risk his life to challenge the Spirit Platform again, hoping Ancestor Zhou Xuan will protect us. I, Wang Xiaohan, will either succeed in retracing the Spirit Platform path or die trying!" His posture was upright, as though he could prop up the sky and stand firm, dispelling all decay and despondency, fearless of success or failure. This sixty-five-year-old man stood up once more, just like before, taking on all burdens. Wang Shouzhe asked with slight confusion, "Does Sixth Grandfather mean to sell the Cosmic Palace Sword? It’s the only relic of Ancestor Zhou Xuan, currently enshrined in the ancestral hall. If it’s sold, regardless of success or failure, the soul of the family would be drawn out." "Of course not. The Cosmic Palace Sword is a symbol of our foundation; how could it be sold?" At this moment, Wang Xiaohan exuded a fierce aura, repressed for nearly twenty years under regret and endurance. But at this moment of life and death for the family, the sharpness he once thought had been worn away emerged again, causing even Wang Shouzhe’s heart to feel faintly apprehensive. As expected of Sixth Grandfather, who had previously challenged the Spirit Platform Realm. "Our Ping’an Wang Family, after all, is the foundation created personally by Ancestor Zhou Xuan with his own hands and feet." Wang Xiaohan spoke confidently, his hands behind his back, "Though we are now in decline and in hiding, our deep-rooted foundation is still not something those traitorous families of servant origin like the Liu Family and Zhao Family can compare to." Wang Xiaohan, having lived through the rebellion incident back in the day, naturally harbored deep-seated hatred for the Liu Family and Zhao Family, despite them being vassal families and not servants. So, our family has hidden depths? This made Wang Shouzhe even more convinced that his father, Wang Dingyue, going to the Outer Domain to seek opportunities and dying there was merely a public excuse. It seemed even he, the son, was kept in the dark, and most likely, his mother was also unaware. "Shouzhe, don’t blame me. Originally, I planned to show you these things after you came to Xingsheng Farm someday." Wang Xiaohan said apologetically, "But you’ve been so busy lately, there hasn’t been a chance." Wang Shouzhe didn’t mind it much; as a junior in the family before, he couldn’t have known everything. Moreover, the more family secrets and hidden resources, the better. He wouldn’t mind having ten or so ace cards unknown to him. This way, the pressure on him as the Clan Leader would reduce significantly, and being a carefree person might not be a bad thing. Wang Xiaohan led him around twenty acres of Spirit Field, through the clear, flowing Spiritual Spring, and by the mountain stream, he opened a secret door camouflaged as a rock. Upon entering, they found the sides lined with rock walls like blades, and only a narrow path leading to the end. Following Wang Xiaohan through the narrow path, the view suddenly opened up. It was a hidden place akin to a Grotto Heaven Blessed Land, with bright sunshine streaming through the cave above, illuminating this secluded inner cave. The interior wasn’t very large, barely a few thousand square meters, roughly the size of two acres. Yet, the family had specially constructed a Spirit Gathering Array here, and within it were two acres of Spirit Field shrouded in mist. These two acres of Spirit Field, judging by the richness of the spiritual qi gathered, far exceeded the twenty acres of Spirit Field outside. Moreover, what was planted here wasn’t the traditional White Jade Spirit Rice. But instead, it was a cluster of precious Spiritual Medicines!!! "These two acres of Spirit Field are all Middle-Grade Spirit Fields?" Even Wang Shouzhe couldn’t help but be slightly surprised. "That’s right." Wang Xiaohan said with a hint of pride, "Back when Ancestor Zhou Xuan developed Xingsheng Farm, he discovered this hidden, independent mountain ravine. It just happened to be the starting point of a small Spirit Vein, and a small Spiritual Acupoint gathered here. Then he personally, along with several clan members, expanded and excavated this place, spending a fortune on laying soil and building the array, channeling the Spiritual Spring, and it took considerable effort to develop two acres of Spirit Field. After long-term nourishment by a dedicated Spirit Gathering Array and meticulous management, it gradually turned into two acres of Middle-Grade Spirit Field." Spiritual Medicines mostly grow in Spirit Veins and Spiritual Acupoints, gradually forming the essence of plants and trees after prolonged nourishment by spiritual qi. The more abundant the spiritual qi, the higher the chances of the growth of Spiritual Medicines. In all, Wang Shouzhe had lived so long, yet had never encountered Spiritual Medicines in the wild. "Shouzhe, look, this patch is all ten-year-old Purple-leafed Heshou, planted ten years ago. This one is twenty-year-old, thirty-year-old, and fifty-year-old." Grandpa Wang Xiaohan pointed at the acre of Spirit Field divided into five grids from small to large, each grid planted with Purple-leafed Heshou of different ages. The grid area occupied by older Purple-leafed Heshou was larger. Wang Shouzhe knew that Purple-leafed Heshou was a common root-type Spiritual Medicine that was relatively easy to cultivate. Once it matured to fifty years, it could be used in alchemy. The famous and highly sought-after Minor Primordial Cultivation Pill used fifty-year-old Purple-leafed Heshou as its main ingredient. A fifty-year-old Purple-leafed Heshou weighed approximately one jin and could be refined into five to ten Minor Primordial Cultivation Pills with other auxiliary materials. Those who produced less than five were considered immature alchemists, while those who produced more than ten were often Alchemy Masters. However, crafting Minor Primordial Cultivation Pills yielded slim profits, so rarely did Alchemy Masters ever bother to refine Minor Primordial Cultivation Pills out of sheer boredom. Thus, selling fifty-year-old Purple-leafed Heshou, valued at around fifty Qian Gold, was usually more profitable for alchemists, who would break even at six pills and start profiting from the seventh. "By rotating this acre, every ten years our family will have a batch of fifty-year-old Purple-leafed Heshou maturing." Wang Xiaohan said proudly, "Every ten years, we can harvest an average of eighty mature Purple-leafed Heshou." Wang Shouzhe was secretly astonished. Wouldn’t that be around four thousand Qian Gold? That’s quite a substantial income. And this is just the yield from one acre of Middle-Grade Spirit Field.