My Fairy Growth System

So, Yu Qingtan was once again taken back to the small courtyard near the city wall where she had been staying by Gongsun Yurong.

For the first time in her conscious state, Yu Qingtan took a ride on a Flying Boat.

Even having taken an airplane in her previous life, the sensation of flying in an open-top vessel was still particularly novel.

Although it was open-top flying, in reality, there was a protective Formation barrier.

Shortly after arriving at the small courtyard, two Foundation Establishment Cultivators arrived, and Gongsun Yurong left.

"I have seen Patriarch You and Elder Ge! I will be in your care from now on!" Yu Qingtan saluted the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

The two were none other than Patriarch You Xiantong of the You family and the fifth elder of the Ges, Ge Yongnian. Yu Qingtan was already familiar with the former and had also encountered the latter, so she recognized him.

"Miss Qing Tan, there is no need for such formalities," they replied.

"Patriarch You, I am deeply sorry for what happened to Elder Huang!" Yu Qingtan then gave a deep bow to You Xiantong.

"Ah, Miss Qing Tan, there is no need for self-reproach. It was his duty, and his unfortunate encounter was caused by the Demonic Beasts and human traitors. We have already provided ample compensation and care for his family," You Xiantong sighed, showing his grief at the loss of a Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer protector.

Upon hearing this, Yu Qingtan felt somewhat relieved.

Afterward, Yu Qingtan visited Shen Wanning and others, then returned to the small courtyard to cultivate.

...

Elsewhere, Fang Ling hid in the shadows, looking towards a large residence not far away.

"The Qis!" Fang Ling’s eyes glinted with cold light.

He had been observing from a distance using a special eye technique when Yu Qingtan was previously attacked in a suicide manner.

Seeing the person he cherished being blown away, he was filled with rage and rushed to help.

But just as he was about to reach her, City Lord Ouyang Wenjian had already arrived, and he heard Song Guihe’s shocked cries of "Second Stage top-grade Creation Pill, Tian Xiang Spiritual Liquid."

Knowing that Yu Qingtan was alive and had received treatment, he calmed down and did not proceed further.

He then decided to track down the assailant.

Using some secret techniques provided by his ancestor, he spent quite some time finally finding out that the attacker was also a Loose Cultivator from the slums, with an eight-year-old son.

But not long before, his son was suddenly kidnapped.

The kidnappers were from the Qis.

"Hehehe, young Ling, the Qis even have a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Do you want your ancestor to take action? Not a chicken or dog will be left alive! My spear is itching for a good fight~," the sleazy old man’s voice resonated in his mind.

Fang Ling ignored it and continued to lie in wait silently.

It was said that the Qi family’s ancestor was in closed-door death seclusion and did not emerge even during the beast tide.

As night fell, a corpulent Cultivator, accompanied by an attendant, appeared in Fang Ling’s line of sight.

Suddenly, a pool of blood-red spread before their eyes before everything turned black, and they lost consciousness.

...

In a dark and gloomy woodshed, Xue Gui opened his eyes.

He then discovered that his cultivation had been sealed, his body tied, and his mouth gagged.

"Mmmmmm~"

Xue Gui tried to express his shock and fear.

Although he was furious and alarmed when his Storage Bag mysteriously disappeared not long ago, he had been assigned to the Merit Department since the beast tide started, making a fortune which made his days quite enjoyable; during both beast upheavals, he just happened to be in an area protected by the army.

He had not expected to be kidnapped.

"If you want to live, you better confess everything clearly, understand?"

From behind, a sinister voice sounded.

At the same time, a short knife was placed against his throat from the back.

Xue Gui nodded vigorously.

The cloth in his mouth was pulled out.

"Name, age, cultivation level, status?"

"Xue Gui, 38, Qi Cultivation seventh layer, Third Young Master of the Xue family. Hero, spare my life, I can give you whatever you want, be it Spirit Stones or something else."

"Cut the nonsense. Do you know Xue Pan?"

"I do, he’s one of my clansmen."

"He recently kidnapped a boy, are you aware of that?"

"I know a bit."

"Why did he kidnap the child? Where is the child?"

Xue Gui hesitated, cursing Xue Pan half to death in his heart.

"Speak!" The knife edged closer to his throat.

"I’ll talk, I’ll talk, the child might be hidden in his courtyard."

The knife drew even closer, fresh blood beginning to seep out, flowing onto Xue Gui’s chest.

Xue Gui broke into a cold sweat and pleaded, "Hero, spare my life, as long as you spare me, I will definitely capture that bastard Xue Pan and personally deliver him to you."

"Hmph, do you know about Xue Pan’s collusion with the Demon Race?"

"I don’t know anything about that!"

Xue Gui became even more frantic upon hearing this.

"You really don’t know?"

"I really don’t know!"

"Hehehe, little Lingzi, it seems this boy is unwilling to cooperate, shall the ancestor take action? Under the Soul Search Technique, we’ll guarantee he’ll disclose everything, even what position he uses on which day."

"Fine!"

Fang Ling did not reject the suggestion.

Then, a black bead on his chest emitted a puff of green smoke that enveloped Xue Gui’s head.

"Ahh~"

Xue Gui screamed miserably.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the green smoke retracted back into the black bead, and Xue Gui collapsed on the ground, having fainted.

"Hehehe, little Lingzi, he indeed doesn’t know whether Xue Pan or even the Xue family has colluded with the Demon Race. However, there are two pieces of information you might find interesting."

"Don’t beat around the bush!"

"One thing, the family ancestor, Foundation Establishment Cultivator Xue Wuheng, is too lucky. He was supposed to have reached the end of his lifespan and entered meditation to die thirty years ago, but he twice ventured into the Yunhua Mountain Range seeking opportunities, each time returning with gains that helped him break through to the mid Foundation Establishment stage. And Xue Pan, originally just a side branch member with average aptitude, has in recent years been favored by Xue Wuheng. There’s definitely something fishy about that."

"The other thing, this Xue Gui once conspired with Xiao Yan from Tianxiang Pavilion against the little girl you’re fond of... But then Xiao Yan suddenly disappeared. Hehehe, and Xue Gui has touched the little girl’s buttocks, something not even you, little Lingzi, have done, hehehe~"

"Whoosh~"

The sheathed dagger flew out, and a thin line of blood appeared on the throat of the unconscious Xue Gui.

"Phwoosh~"

A fireball materialized and fell upon Xue Gui’s body.

Fireball Technique, an essential skill for killing people, setting fires, and destroying corpses.

The Xue family was just a small clan, without methods like the Blood Tracking Technique.

"Hehehe, little Lingzi, well done. A Cultivator should be decisive in killing. How about it, shall I, the ancestor, make a move and wipe out this Xue family?"

"There’s no need."

...

"Whizz~"

In the silent alley, an arrow tore through the quiet, pinning itself to the Qi family’s main gate.

The gatekeeper was shocked, waiting a while to see that there were no further attacks before cautiously looking around.

There was nothing unusual in the direction from which the arrow had come.

Looking at the arrow, there seemed to be a piece of paper tied to it.

A gatekeeper removed the arrow, took off the paper, and his expression changed drastically at a glance.

Hurrying into the house.

Qi Zhe’s face turned solemn when he saw the contents of the paper.

"Qi Rui suspected to be hiding in Xue residence!"

The first line, bold and enlarged, made it impossible for the Qi family to not treat the matter with caution.