Transmigration with QQ Farm

“Yes, Young Master!”

Thinking of his new backing, and that he was from the Pillar’s Clan ofMystical Sword, Gu Junxian wanted to look up and laugh loudly into the sky.

From now on, he no longer need to go fight for table scraps with thoseat the School of Divine Condor. Once he get to the Clan of Mystical Swords,anything awarded to him by his master would beat what he could have gotten atthe School of Divine Condor over the span of years.

The entire family followed behind the man in black as they headed towardthe Cheng’s.

In addition to the Gu’s, there were members from other families, membersof the Top Nine Sects, individual cultivators from all over the country. Theroad leading to Willows was filled with men and horses, cacophony of noises andheads could be seen and heard from miles away. Anyone who didn’t know anybetter would think some serious event had taken place here!

When they were half way to the Cheng’s the road to Willows was blockedand a long line was formed. All of a sudden, the procession came to a grindinghalt.

“What happened? Why can’t we go inside?”

“Didn’t they say today is the day they will be selling mystical waterand animals? Why wouldn’t they let us in?”

“What are the Cheng’s up to? Why didn’t they let us through?”

“It seems there will be a fee to get through!”

“What? A fee? Are the Cheng’s bandits now?”

“It’s not that you can’t go in; it’s that you have to pay the cost ofone mystical stone in order to get in. Otherwise, nobody can go in?”

“Why? Are those from Willow trying to rob us all?”

As the disgruntledness increased, disturbance spread on the road. Allsorts of shouting and cursing could be heard.

At that moment, someone who were in the knows stepped up and said, “It’snot robbery. They have made it abundantly clear: anyone who wish to participatein the auction must have the Cheng’s bamboo stick. And only those with a bamboostick will be allowed in. Of course, if any misfortune happened during theauction, they could also seek the help of the Cheng’s to settle the matters.”

“Well….”

“That’s not a bad thing, but really, one mystical stone? That’s highwayrobbery!”

“Oh c’mon, old buddy, you can’t really say that. Everybody is here toparticipate at the Cheng’s auction. Naturally, everybody has some resources onthem. If you can’t even afford one mystical stone, what are you there?”

“Exactly, we caught wind that the Cheng’s had prepared quite a bit offood and beverages, and all of them have mystical properties. It’s only normalthat they charge a nominal fee for participation!”

“Exactly! Exactly! They weren’t asking for a lot, really!”

“I wish I am there already! Aiya, what’s taking so long!”

“…….”

Cacophony of noises from up and down the road. Slowly, even the last toarrive found out what was going on. Mostof the attendees found it acceptable, a few frugal ones were still cursingsoftly to themselves. Granted, none of them dare to make a scene. Rumor had itthat there was a martial emperor who refused to pay and was sent flying by theCheng’s elder. He flew so far away that he has yet to return and nobody knew ofhis whereabouts!

Indeed, the one there maintaining the order was Old Man Ying.

As soon as he woke up this morning he got the assignment from Cheng XiaoXiao – to set up a roadblock somewhere along the road leading to their house.

Anyone who wanted to enter the Cheng’s at Willows would need to pay onemystical stone each.

The reason she gave was that the peasants at Qing’an Province were toopoor and could use some donations. One mystical stones should be nothing tothese people.

When he found out about the assignment, his first thought was that shehad gone insane. That wasn’t the way to even rob anyone.

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