The refined young man attending the ceremony suddenly furrowed his brow and mused, "Since when had Second Brother become so generous? Those hundred thousand Spirit Transformation pills alone would be enough to let many cultivators with slow progress accumulate profound reserves of mana."
"Was he determined to forcefully elevate this son-in-law of his?"
The more he heard, the more alarmed he became.
At the same time, the displeasure on his face grew increasingly obvious.
Even if Yu Haofeng took out such an enormous fortune, it would leave him badly wounded.
On further thought, he had most likely diverted Lineage resources for the exchange.
If a cultivator were bold enough, he might simply take it directly from the Lineage's accounts.
No matter how highly they valued him, Meng Zhi was ultimately the Yu family's son-in-law. What they truly wanted was not Meng Zhi himself, but Meng Zhi's talent—and the second and third generations he would produce... and so on.
Those cultivators would gradually integrate into the Yu family and become Yu family members.
After all, for the Yu family, no matter how exceptional a talent was, they possessed one. At least among this generation, there were many heavenly geniuses more outstanding than Meng Zhi. Yu Seventh was an obvious example.
"Second Brother's actions are improper, aren't they?"
The refined young man spoke thoughtfully and looked toward the cultivator seated beside him.
The cultivator seemed somewhat surprised. "Wasn't it the same in the past?"
"The same?"
"When Kuai Liangjun married a woman of our Yu family, he received only a few pills, magical artifacts, more than ten marketplaces, a cave abode, and a spirit vessel. He had to strive for all the remaining heavenly materials and earthly treasures himself. Why was it so different when it came to this Meng Zhi?"
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