With Li Qingyun's vigorous backing, Shang Yannian was immensely stirred, determined to make something of himself.
Even if the one before him was the Zhen Ancestor, he accepted it!
Otherwise, what could he do?
"There are Shang Clan members in Fulou City as well. Yannian will summon them at once, and together we shall work for Ancestor Yun..."
After respectfully bowing once more, this fellow who had drifted through half his life withdrew in high spirits.
A moment later, the sound of medicinal herbs being kicked over came from the courtyard.
"Wife, stop doing this work that earns only a few coins. From today onward, I'll let you and the child live in the finest house, with Eternal Life Pills eaten like rice!"
"Husband, your madness has flared up again!"
"Bullshit! Your husband's mind has never been clearer..."
After another bout of tearful, laughing commotion, the couple headed out hand in hand, brimming with excitement.
The child was not home today. He had presumably been sent to some Fu Clan academy in the city to begin studying the vast, smoke-like sea of Eternal Clan runes—in short, learning to read and write.
Eternal Clan runes were endless. The overwhelming majority of people could study until their hair turned white and still fail to recognize them all or comprehend them all.
People like Shang Yannian, Shang Zhen, and Fu Mei, unless they encountered some "fortuitous opportunity" in this life, would only reach the equivalent of elementary school graduation and stop at the Beyond Tribulation Realm.
Their spiritual roots were simply too poor—in other words, their brain capacity was too small.
But now Shang Yannian had risen to prominence. Or rather, the branch of "Shang Yuan," which had been on the verge of withering away completely, had prospered!
All because the Zhen Ancestor