Little Moon Mountain.
Li Family.
The Li Family had originally been an insignificant cultivation clan in the Forest Kingdom. It was not until one hundred and fifty years ago, when the family patriarch, Li Ruyu, successfully broke through on his own at the age of fifty and advanced to become a great Foundation Establishment cultivator, that they rose to become a Foundation Establishment family and claimed this fairly decent stretch of spirit vein on Little Moon Mountain.
This day.
Inside the family hall.
"Elder Huang, do you truly wish to become a guest elder of my family?"
Li Zitong, the Li Family head, studied Aaron with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Indeed..." Huang San, the rogue cultivator Aaron was playing, broke into a broad smile and said sincerely, "This old man is already sixty-three this year. Foundation Establishment is beyond hope, so I thought I'd find a power to rely on and see out my final years... Ah, the life of a rogue cultivator is bitter."
"Please rest assured, Elder Huang. If you sincerely join our family, the Li Family will surely shelter you from wind and rain."
Li Zitong gave his solemn assurance.
"Then it's settled. Family Head can just call me Old Huang..." Aaron said. "Old Huang asks for nothing else—only a cave abode rich in spiritual energy, a few dozen spirit stones a year for expenses, wine and meat in daily life, and the occasional spirit rice or spirit tea... That will satisfy me."
As they spoke, Aaron sensed a divine awareness at the Foundation Establishment Early Stage secretly sweep over him.
Yet he pretended not to notice, maintaining the appearance of an honest, guileless old man.
"Elder Huang's demands are not high. All of these can be met. If there are no further objections, then this matter is