Here Are Five Thousand Spirit Stones. Use Them for Now

He Xiaoyue stood there, tears still streaming down her face, and it took her a while to come to her senses.

She hastily wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve and quickly bent down to help Wang Siyuan up from the ground.

Her hand gripped her son's arm tightly, her voice still choked with emotion. "Yuan'er, it's good that you're back, it's good that you're back... It must have been very tiring at the sect, right? Are you doing well now?"

Looking at He Xiaoyue's face, etched with the wrinkles of time and toil, and at the few gray hairs at her temples that weren't there four years ago, Wang Siyuan felt a surge of emotion.

He blinked hard, forcing back the tears welling in his eyes, and laughed loudly, "Mother, I'm fine! I've passed the sect's assessment and entered the outer sect! Oh, and this is Senior Brother Lu! Senior Brother Lu is a very good person; I came back with Senior Brother Lu!"

He Xiaoyue looked at Lu Yang and the others, following Wang Siyuan's words, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

She had never even met such an important person in her entire life.

He Xiaoyue quickly and carefully bowed deeply, saying, "Greetings... Greetings, Young Master Lu. Thank you so much for bringing Young Master Lu Yuan'er. You've gone to so much trouble."

Lu Yang chuckled softly, his voice as gentle as a March breeze. "I just happen to be going that way, it's no trouble at all."

He Xiaoyue nodded repeatedly, her lips moving slightly, too nervous to know what to say next.

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

Wang Siyuan noticed He Xiaoyue's unease and quickly took her arm, looking apologetically at Lu Yang: "Senior Brother Lu, my mother has never met such an important person as you in her life, she's a little nervous..."

Lu Yang waved his hand, interrupting him, and laughed, "Junior Brother Wang, you think too little of me, don't you?"

He could understand it to some extent.

The hundred-foot-long flying boat stopped in the sky, and two Peak Golden Core puppets stood behind it. Not to mention a rogue Rogue Cultivator in the Mid-stage Qi Refining, even the market owners in the Foundation Establishment Realm were terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.

It's perfectly normal for Rogue Cultivators to feel nervous in the face of such a display.

He himself came from an insignificant small Lineage, so he naturally had no ill intentions towards these lowly Rogue Cultivators, and he would not look down on Wang Siyuan's family because of such a trivial matter.

Wang Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief, then looked around and asked with some confusion, "Mother, where are Father and my little sister?"

He Xiaoyue snapped out of her daze and quickly pointed to the cave abode behind her, "It's inside the house."

Wang Siyuan was puzzled. With such a commotion, why hadn't his father and younger sister come out?

However, he suppressed his doubts for the moment, turned to look at Lu Yang, and with a hint of embarrassment and awkwardness on his face, invited him somewhat sheepishly, "Senior Brother Lu, please come inside with me... but my home is rather simple, I hope Senior Brother Lu won't mind..."

Lu Yang waved his hand casually, "I don't mind."

He Xiaoyue relaxed a bit at this point, and quickly forced a warm smile, bowing to invite Lu Yang and his group into the house.

Guided by He Xiaoyue and Wang Siyuan, Lu Yang, holding Lin Ying's hand and accompanied by Wang Da and Wang San, bowed his head and stepped through the low cave abode entrance.

Outside the door, the Rogue Cultivators who had gathered to watch looked at each other in bewilderment.

They still find it hard to believe.

Unexpectedly, Wang Siyuan has managed to get involved with such a powerful figure.

This aroused envy, jealousy, and a sense of awe in many Rogue Cultivators.

By associating with such a person, Wang Siyuan will likely rise to great heights, and the Wang Household will probably no longer be on the same level as them.

The Rogue Cultivator, who had previously had some disagreements with the Wang Household, now looked pale and felt his legs go weak.

Inside the cave abode.

Lu Yang stepped over the threshold and glanced around.

The Wang Household's cave abode was smaller than he had imagined, measuring only about thirty square meters in area.

The chisel marks on the cave walls were rough and old, and a cheap lamp in the corner emitted a dim, yellowish light.

The room was simply furnished: a stone table with chipped edges, several polished stone stools, an old stove with an iron pot and a few rough earthenware bowls on it, and a few futons piled in the corner.

There was a stone bed against the wall at the far end, covered with a thin, coarse cloth mattress.

Lying on the stone bed was a middle-aged man with a withered face, and standing beside the bed was a thin little girl.

When Wang Siyuan saw Wang Ming on the bed, his expression changed drastically.

He rushed forward, squatted down beside the stone bed, and looked at the bloodless face, his lips trembling violently.

Then a surge of anger rose within him. "Father, what's wrong with you?! Who hurt you?!"

Although Wang Ming and Wang Siyue didn't go out, as cultivators, their hearing was quite good.

With such a loud commotion outside, and Lu Yang and the others not speaking in a low voice outside the door, they naturally heard most of it.

Seeing Lu Yang and the others walk in, Wang Ming struggled to sit up and bow.

He braced himself on the stone bed with his elbows, gritted his teeth, and struggled to rise, veins bulging on his forehead.

Seeing this, Lu Yang waved his hand and said gently, "Fellow Daoist, there's no need to be so polite. You're seriously injured; just lie down and rest."

Wang Siyuan quickly reached out and gently pressed Wang Ming back onto the bed.

Wang Ming lay back down, catching his breath. His sallow face was filled with fear. "Young Master Lu, I'm so sorry... I'm seriously injured and unable to get up to greet you."

Lu Yang waved his hand. "It's nothing."

Wang Siyue stood somewhat awkwardly to one side.

Wang Siyue glanced at Lu Yang secretly, then quickly lowered her head, her face flushing red to her ears.

The young master my brother brought back is really handsome...

She was more beautiful than anyone she had ever seen in the market, even more beautiful than the immortals in the picture books!

Moreover, this young master's identity seems to be quite extraordinary.

Although she was still young and her cultivation had only just begun, she could still sense that the aura emanating from the two silent seniors beside her was far more terrifying than that of the Foundation Establishment Ancestors in the market.

He Xiaoyue stood to the side, looking at Lu Yang with an embarrassed expression, and explained in a low voice, "I'm so sorry you had to see this... Yuan'er's father went into the mountains to hunt demons a few days ago and was seriously injured by a Demon Beast. We don't have enough Spirit Stones to buy healing pills, so he can only recover slowly for now."

Upon hearing this, Wang Siyuan felt as if his heart had been squeezed tightly by a hand, and he couldn't help but clench his teeth.

It's all his fault for not coming back sooner.

If he had come back sooner, Dad might not have gotten hurt.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his surging emotions, and asked urgently, "What kind of healing medicine does Father want?"

He Xiaoyue's eyes lit up, and she looked at Wang Siyuan with some anticipation. "Your father's injury requires a bottle of Jade Dew Pills."

My Yuan'er has already entered the outer sect and even knows such an important figure, so he should be able to afford Spirit Stones to buy pills, right?

That would improve his family's situation!

Wang Siyuan quickly reached for the Storage Bag at his waist.

Then, his hand froze, and his face gradually turned red.

He had only been an outer disciple for a few months.

Although he hadn't had a moment's rest these days, taking on missions to earn Spirit Stones in his spare time, he still had expenses for his own cultivation. He needed to learn cultivation Law Techniques Cultivation Method, buy pills and talismans... With all sorts of miscellaneous expenses added up, he barely had any Spirit Stones left in his pocket.

If he had another year or two, he might be able to save enough money for a bottle of Jade Dew Pills, but right now, he really can't afford it.

This intensified Wang Siyuan's sense of guilt.

His eyes welled up with tears, and he almost cried.

I originally thought that I had entered the outer sect and returned with Senior Brother Lu's flying boat, which was a triumphant homecoming.

But now they can't even find the medicine to heal their father's injuries.

What kind of triumphant return is he?

Guilt gnawed at his heart, causing his face to flush red and then pale.

He Xiaoyue and the other two people standing nearby naturally knew their relatives very well.

Seeing her son's face turn red and then white, He Xiaoyue immediately understood.

She quickly said, "It's Mother's fault. Mother forgot that you've only just entered the outer sect, Yuan'er. Don't worry about your father. His life is saved now, and he can recover with time."

Wang Siyue nodded vigorously and said, "Brother, don't worry, I'll take care of Dad at home. He'll get better soon."

At this moment, Wang Siyuan suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he raised his head and shouted, "It's alright! I still have a High-Grade Law Artifact, which can be exchanged for a lot of Spirit Stones!"

This High-Grade Law Artifact was a reward for entering the outer sect. Although Wang Siyuan was extremely reluctant to part with it, he would be more than willing if it could heal his father's injuries.

Just then, Lu Yang's gentle voice rang out. "Junior Brother Wang, thank you for reminding me about Li Yao's matter. Here are five thousand Spirit Stones; please use them first."

Lu Yang flipped his hand, and Spirit Stones poured out of his Storage Ring.

The Spirit Stones, radiating a soft glow, fell to the ground with a clatter, piling up one after another, illuminating the originally dim cave abode.

The air fell silent for a moment.

Wang Ming and He Xiaoyue, who had originally intended to persuade Wang Siyuan, were both stunned, their mouths agape but unable to utter a single word.

Wang Siyue stared wide-eyed at the pile of faintly glowing Spirit Stones on the ground.

Not to mention Wang Siyuan himself, who was squatting by the stone bed, his mind blank, wondering if he was dreaming.

What does five thousand Spirit Stones mean?

The monthly salary for outer disciples is twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones, which amounts to only two hundred and forty stones per year.

It would take me twenty years of saving up those five thousand Spirit Stones without eating or drinking!

Of course, outer disciples can take on quests to earn contribution points and Spirit Stones.

But outer disciples also need to cultivate and incur expenses; elixirs, Law Artifacts, and talismans—none of these are free.

Without any powerful connections, a seasoned outer disciple is considered to be doing very well if they can save two or three Spirit Stones a year.

For a Mid-stage Qi Refining disciple like Wang Siyuan, who has just entered the outer sect, accumulating a hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones a year is considered lucky.

Now, Senior Brother Lu has casually given him five thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones???