Longevity: Building A Tiandao Family From The World Of Cultivating Immortals

When the crippled boy crawled to Lu Changfeng's feet as he was walking.

Lu Changfeng looked down at him and said indifferently, "If you are diligent and clever, you can work as an assistant in my shop in the future!"

"Thank you, immortal master, thank you, immortal master..."

The crippled boy knocked his head heavily on the ground, causing his scalp to break open. Due to not eating for several days, he fainted on the ground after knocking his head.

Lu Changfeng ordered the newly bought maid to help the crippled boy up, and then walked towards a palace in front.

The palace was filled with iron cages, like a purgatory on earth. Inside the cages sat immortal cultivators with numb eyes, as well as many young and beautiful female cultivators with exposed clothing.

Lu Changfeng found one of the assistants who sold slaves and asked, "Do you have any immortal cultivators who are proficient in business management?"

The assistant smiled and said, "Yes, but the price is high."

"Take me there."

"Alright, sir, please follow me."

Under the guidance of the assistant.

Lu Changfeng entered another room.

There was a slightly chubby middle-aged man at the sixth level of Qi Refining, with a dull gaze, sitting in an iron cage with a sealing talisman attached to his body.

"This person is called Qu Anzhong. He used to be a steward of a Foundation Building Stage family and was good at managing the family's affairs. Later, the family he was in was destroyed, and he was captured."

"Sir, if you want him, the minimum price is 200,000 low-grade spirit stones."

Lu Changfeng looked at this person and said, "100,000 low-grade spirit stones is my bottom line. Look, he's almost fifty years old, and at most, he can only help me manage the business for thirty years before he becomes too old to move. Besides, I also have to consider the issue of calamities. If he dies in a calamity in a few years, I would lose at least 60,000 spirit stones."

Upon hearing this, the assistant pondered for a moment and said, "Sir, please wait a moment. I can't make the decision on this price. I'll go ask the manager."

Later on.

A Qi Refining ninth level cultivator with a dark complexion followed the assistant.

Looking at Bai Yuerou's exquisite and extraordinary face, the dark-faced manager's eyes lit up, and he whispered, "This woman is truly stunning. If we can capture her in our Black Dragon Pavilion, we can sell her for at least 5 million low-grade spirit stones at the auction."

Bai Yuerou frowned, and her Foundation Building Stage divine sense shot out.

The dark-faced manager immediately became terrified and apologized with clasped fists, "Immortal, I have offended you greatly. Please forgive this humble one's offense. Since your friend wants to purchase this slave, I will sell him to you for 100,000 low-grade spirit stones."

Lu Changfeng sneered and remembered the name of the dark-faced manager.

"These are 100,000 low-grade spirit stones. Give me the soul-binding token for this person."

"Yes, yes..."

The dark-faced manager took out a token from his storage bag.

This token was called the Soul-Binding Token.

Holding the Soul-Binding Token allows control over the life and death of a slave.

"Come with me! From now on, I am your master."

Lu Changfeng ordered the dark-faced manager to remove the sealing talisman from Qu Anzhong's body.

Qu Anzhong's numb eyes sparkled with a hint of light, and he knelt respectfully in front of Lu Changfeng, saying, "Qu Anzhong pays respects to the master."

"Hmm."

Lu Changfeng smiled and said, "You understand the rules. I bought you to help manage my shop. If you perform well, I won't mistreat you."

"Thank you, master."

On the way back, Lu Changfeng also bought eight spirit dogs, ten thousand kilograms of spirit rice, and some daily necessities.

He arrived home.

Six clever and beautiful girls began to cook and make fire.

Bai Yuerou was in the kitchen, teaching them the art of cooking. She said, "Your master has a picky appetite. I will teach you a few dishes first. You must learn with all your heart. Once you have mastered them, I will teach you other stir-fry dishes."

"Yes, madam."

In the room, Lu Changfeng spoke to Qu Anzhong and the crippled boy, saying, "Our Five Elements General Store mainly deals with talismans and puppets. I am a talisman master, and my wife is a puppet master. Your job is to sell goods in the grocery store. As for other matters, you don't need to worry about them. If anyone causes trouble in the shop, just inform me and my wife, and we will handle everything."

"Young man, what is your name?"

Lu Changfeng, who is already thirty-six years old, calling the crippled boy "young man" is normal.

"Master, my name is Chen Pingfan."

"Ordinary and plain, but your experience doesn't seem ordinary, does it? Your dantian is shattered, your meridians are severed, and your legs have been broken. Tell me about your identity."

Upon hearing this, Chen Pingfan's eyes dimmed as he said, "Master, I am like Uncle Qu. My family was annihilated, and because the Black Dragon Pavilion despised me as a waste, they threw me out to fend for myself."

Lu Changfeng said in a deep voice, "I won't meddle in your past grievances, but if you become my slave, you must work honestly for me without any ulterior motives. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand."

Qu Anzhong and Chen Pingfan nodded.

"Alright, go rest now! There may not be much work in the near future. Chen Ping'an, you can learn about business knowledge from Qu Anzhong!"

"Yes, master."

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Late at night.

Lu Changfeng used the Thousand Faces Transformation to change his appearance and aura, and arrived at the Black Dragon Pavilion.

He watched as the black-faced steward was mistreating several beautiful female slaves.

He locked onto the steward with his divine sense.

The steward, who was attacking fiercely, suddenly stopped, feeling a chill. He turned pale, trembling all over like a sieve. He was about to kneel and beg for mercy when a flying sword silently pierced through his heart.

"Splurt..."

Blood splattered in the air.

The several female slaves watched this sudden scene in panic, their eyes wide open, frozen in place.

Lu Changfeng retrieved the flying sword, his face expressionless, and returned home.

In the front yard, he looked at Chen Pingfan, who was still seeking advice on business knowledge from Qu Anzhong late at night.

A satisfied expression appeared on Lu Changfeng's face.

Meanwhile, the Dog Emperor was in another room, cuddling with a snow-white fur dog demon, soundly asleep.

The next day.

Lu Changfeng and Bai Yuerou flew to the Baiyi Peak of the Azure Cloud Sect.

After a night of contemplation, Lu Changfeng felt that having connections was necessary to do business.

However, the identity of an outer disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect was too low and couldn't control some small-minded people. He had to infiltrate the inner disciples.

Baiyi Peak was much livelier than Chiyun Peak.

Countless disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect came to purchase pills, talismans, formations, puppets, and more.

The disciples of Baiyi Peak appeared quite arrogant and looked down on the Azure Cloud Sect disciples who came to buy items such as pills.

But these Azure Cloud Sect disciples were not angry. Instead, they greeted them with smiles and showed utmost respect.