Chapter 4
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Chapter 4: Third Young Lady
Lin Fu\’s words were very realistic, but compared to limited cultivation achievements, being able to embark on the path of cultivation was already very satisfying for many people.
Even the weakest cultivator was still a cultivator, and compared to those ordinary mortals, they were many times stronger.
So after experiencing a brief commotion, everyone gradually quieted down.
Some people even secretly resolved to have as many children as possible within ten years to obtain more cultivation resources.
Next, Lin Fu summoned a clan elder and ordered him to instruct these sons-in-law on cultivation.
Zhou Luo sat cross-legged on a prayer mat, staring fixedly at the explanation from the elder ahead, not daring to be distracted in the slightest.
At this moment, Zhou Luo was just an ordinary person.
This was his first time coming into contact with cultivation knowledge, so naturally he absorbed it as hungrily as possible, wishing he could master everything at once.
Other sons-in-law were the same, each listening attentively to the elder\’s teachings.
However, the elder only briefly introduced the cultivation method.
And he simply introduced the cultivation system.
The cultivation realms, from low to high, were: Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, …
What the elder taught was just the introductory cultivation technique for Qi Refinement.
The Qi Refinement realm was divided into nine levels.
Although the elder only discussed the rudiments, further cultivation comprehension actually depended on the individual.
But this also opened the door to a new world for everyone present.
Once the elder and Lin Fu left, the sons-in-law in the manor immediately began heated discussions.
All in the same predicament and never having cultivated before, at this moment they all wanted to seize this opportunity to exchange views and enhance their understanding.
Zhou Luo, however, had little interest.
After all, he had Lin Qing Han\’s promise, so when he had any problems later, he could directly ask her.
He raised a foot, about to leave…
A tall man suddenly blocked his path.
Zhou Luo looked at the other person and slightly frowned.
When listening to the elder\’s teaching earlier, he had already noticed this man.
The other party was always observing him, intentionally or unintentionally, with a trace of hostility in his eyes.
This inevitably caused him some confusion.
When had he ever offended this guy in front of him?
\"What\’s the matter?\" he asked.
\"Nothing, I\’m just curious how a waste with only a Ninth Grade spirit root could be chosen to enter the high-quality group,\" the man said, filled with hostility.
The man\’s words, laced with sarcasm, caused Zhou Luo\’s face to darken.
\"Can I think you\’re questioning Steward Lin\’s judgment?\" he immediately retorted.
Hearing \"Steward Lin,\" a flicker of panic crossed the man\’s face, but he quickly calmed down, opened his mouth wanting to say something, yet in the end merely snorted coldly!
With that, he turned and left.
\"Bizarre!\"
Suddenly finding himself the target of resentment, Zhou Luo could only feel utterly speechless.
\"That\’s Zhang Da Ben, an Eighth Grade spiritual root cultivator. The reason he holds a grudge against you is his resentment that a mere Ninth Grade like you got selected while he failed.\"
At that moment, a calm voice abruptly sounded out.
Zhou Luo looked over to see a young man dressed in cyan robes.
Before Zhou Luo could speak, the man clasped his hands respectfully. \"Xu Changsheng.\"
\"Zhou Luo,\" Zhou Luo returned the greeting.
He recalled this man possessed a Seventh Grade spiritual roots and had been selected yesterday as well.
Among this batch of live-in sons-in-law, eight had been chosen to enter the \"Elite Group\".
Those in the Elite Group were matched with women of superior background and identity.
Like Lin Qing Han, whose parents held significant status within the Lin Family.
To rise through their wives – that was the so-called privilege Zhang Da Ben mentioned earlier.
No wonder he harbored such bitterness towards him.
\"However, people like him… they warrant no concern,\" Xu Changsheng offered reassuringly.
Zhou Luo showed confusion on his face.
Xu Changsheng then explained, \"After yesterday… we and his kind no longer belong to the same world…\"
For all men reduced to being live-in sons-in-law, whether Ninth Grade or Eighth Grade spiritual roots holders, the difference was negligible.
However high their cultivation potential, they were destined to end as mere breeding tools, forever barred from achieving Changsheng.
Given this, their future standing within the Lin Family would become supremely important.
Higher status naturally guaranteed better access to resources and privileges.
According to Xu Changsheng, the eight selected for the Elite Group yesterday were marrying into mid-level Lin Family branches – intrinsically higher status than those marrying into the lower branches.
Even if disdained by their wives, their standings were set in stone.
Henceforth, they were already separated from the other sons-in-law by an unbridgeable chasm.
Xu Changsheng advised Zhou Luo that since he now possessed influential \"backing\", he must learn to assess situations shrewdly and strive for greater benefits, not letting minor grievances distract him.
Zhou Luo seemed thoughtful.
Walking back, Zhou Luo couldn\’t help but recall the cultivation resources his mother-in-law had privately given him earlier.
It seemed he hadn\’t fully adjusted his mindset yet. He had overlooked the advantages right before him.
\"You wish to die?\"
Suddenly, a woman\’s voice erupted in Zhou Luo’s ear.
Crash—
Before he could lift his head, a burst of spiritual energy slammed into him.
The next second, he was flung backward and crashed heavily onto the ground.
Dazed and confused, Zhou Luo gritted his teeth against the pain and pushed himself up.
His gaze fell upon an exquisitely dressed, beautiful woman standing before him.
She wore a moon-white strapless dress that accentuated her flawless figure perfectly.
The snowy expanse of her chest was especially dazzling to the eyes.
She stared at Zhou Luo with icy detachment, a faint, otherworldly glow radiating from her body.
Beside her, an angry maid snapped, \"Are you blind? Can\’t you see the Third Young Lady is passing through?!\"
Zhou Luo clutched his chest, his face pale.
He had been lost in thought about Xu Changsheng\’s words and completely failed to notice anyone ahead.
Yet they could have simply warned him instead of resorting to force immediately. A wave of bleakness washed over him.
The \"survival of the fittest\" mindset here was brutally straightforward!
Having grown up with notions of equality in his past life, Zhou Luo found it hard to stomach.
\"Cat got your tongue?\" The haughty maid raised her voice when Zhou Luo remained silent.
In the past, such disrespect would have made Zhou Luo explode with anger.
But times had changed. Now, he was a traded son-in-law—a mere \"breeding tool.\"
If they killed him now, they’d likely feel no remorse.
Remembering Lin Qing Han’s previous remarks, Zhou Luo lowered his head, swallowing his fury. \"My apologies. I was distracted.\"
\"Leave your eyes behind next time.\"
The chilling order came from the \"Third Young Lady.\" Without another word, she swept past Zhou Luo and walked away.
Zhou Luo clenched his jaw, silent. Yet his eyes, fixed on the mistress and maid disappearing into the distance, turned profoundly dark.
Just moments ago, the discovery of the system and his newfound cultivation path had elated him.
After this encounter, he realized abruptly that celebrating was premature.
He was still nothing but an ant, easily crushed beneath a heel.
The most urgent task remained getting Lin Qing Han pregnant swiftly to trigger a reward.
Zhou Luo burned this resolve into his mind. He also made a silent, firm note of the \"Third Young Lady\’s\" face.
