The Grain Is Gone! Second Update!

"Father, what are you doing? Don't..."

"You little bastard, asking for my grain is asking for my life! Has your old man had it easy all these years? You unfilial son!"

Crash, crash... Ah...

At that moment, at another wealthy household—the Yu Family.

The head of the household was a relatively young man.

A Daoist stood before the young man.

The young man's complexion was fairly rosy. Having just swallowed the Daoist's pill, he seemed to be feeling better, and he trusted the master's words more.

"Listen to me. As long as you send all your grain to Cloud Peak Temple, the Zhuang Family will cease to exist by tomorrow!"

"Also, your illness is actually quite serious. Only by believing in the god of our Cloud Peak Temple can you be guaranteed a cure. Not only that, but you will have many descendants in the future, and your family will prosper!"

"Fine, I agree!"

The young man nodded.

A flash of delight passed through the master's eyes.

"By tomorrow, you'll see!"...

Night fell.

Young Master Zhuang had gotten into a fight with his father and was now locked in a room, unable to leave. After thinking it over and over, the youth could only fall asleep.

Just as he slept soundly, a ray of light suddenly appeared outside the window.

Thick mist rose up, and he vaguely saw a figure standing outside.

"Young Master Zhuang, would you be willing to take your family's grain out to relieve the disaster victims?"

"This... You, you're an immortal!"

Young Master Zhuang had never seen such a holy sight before. Everything outside was hazy, and light bloomed from the person's body. Though he could not see the figure clearly, it felt as though immortal mist swirled around them. The voice was young, yet extraordinarily