Chapter 781 - 235: [Seeking Help] (6200)_3
In the family, there is no inherited Cultivation Technique. His grandfather was actually a Loose Cultivator back then. Due to some fortuitous opportunities, he learned the art of Artifact Refining and established the family as an artisan.
Three generations passed, and none of the descendants ever reached the Celestial Human Realm.
The family they leaned on was truly a family with inheritance of Cultivation Techniques! With high-level cultivators and elder masters at its helm.
Even though they were only a second-rate family in the region, their ancestors once produced a Primordial Spirit Realm ancestor—however, they could never break through to become a Venerable in their lifetime, and eventually passed away after a long, bitter life.
Though that ancestor passed away, they left behind the Cultivation Techniques, spreading blessings and, with this foundation, the family later produced several Cultivators above the Celestial Human Realm.
Up to now, there are still two Celestial Human Realm cultivators, one of whom is said to hold a notable position at the Immortal Platform.
Compared to such a family, the Nan Qiao family, akin to mere rural landowners, is simply nothing.
That their family’s daughter was noticed by a son of such a family was originally an unimaginable blessing for the Nan Qiao family.
Upon encountering such good fortune, the Nan Qiao family celebrated grandly, eager to flatter, sending their daughter into the family mansion, marrying her to that young master—this would be akin to climbing the social ladder.
For the Nan Qiao family, such an event might propel their family to soar, backing on such relatives, their family’s progress could easily leap a few levels.
But the problem is...
"It’s just that their family was too oppressive," Nan Qiao said, eyes reddening: "That family member, he is not even the legitimate son, just a concubine’s child. Only because his mother is favored, did he receive some of the patriarch’s regard. A concubine’s son with a bit of power, sent to manage family property in such remote places as Vulcan Mountain.
His cultivation aptitude is terribly poor, not young anymore, yet still just a First Realm Cultivator!
It’s heard that his entry to cultivation was only because his family bought Spirit Communication Pills, forcibly enlightened, only then did he become a cultivator, otherwise, he would have remained a mortal all his life.
But although the Spirit Communication Pills helped him enter cultivation, his aptitude was too poor, and lacking any interest in cultivation, merely wasting time idly, until now his cultivation remains stuck in the First Realm, Inner Room Realm.
Such aptitude, yet still a concubine’s son, my family originally was willing to bow down, marrying my sister to him.
But... unexpectedly, he doesn’t even want to marry!"
Nan Qiao said this, clenching his teeth: "My father personally went to see him, to have a talk. He, he actually told my father he just intended to keep my sister as an outside mistress, merely, merely..."
Speaking here, Nan Qiao’s voice trembled slightly: "He actually only wants my sister to be a nameless, invisible outside woman, not even as good as a concubine!"
As he spoke, Nan Qiao’s eyes reddened: "My sister, too, has been raised by our family like a precious pearl, how can she endure such humiliating things! My father discussed with him face-to-face, couldn’t accept him treating our family so lightly, so refused his demand... The result, the result... he actually sent a steward to threaten to reclaim the mine vein granted to us for management, to give it to someone else..."
Chen Yan heard this, looking at Nan Qiao’s agitated and resentful expression, yet felt unmoved inside.
It sounds noble, thinking the sister being coerced as an outside mistress is an insult...
But if she were to marry and become his wife or concubine, the family would happily agree.
To speak frankly, isn’t it just selling a daughter?
Just because the selling price is high, they are satisfied. If the selling price is low, they feel insulted?
Having already sold, talking about dignity is rather laughable.
Chen Yan nodded: "What’s your intention in telling me this? Do you think I can help you solve your family’s problem? You don’t expect me to suppress a family son for you, do you?"
"Of course not, I don’t have such delusional thoughts." Nan Qiao quickly shook his head. "They gave my family half a year. Once time is up, they will reclaim the mine vein—right now, my family is driven to the brink, after my father and grandfather discussed, grief-stricken, they intend to agree to that person’s conditions, sacrificing my sister.
However... that person’s mind is narrow, vengeful. Even if my father visits again to beg, not even an outside woman’s status would he give to my sister, but directly names her to enter and serve as a maid.
And they still want to take the mine vein.
He says, if my sister becomes a maid for him, he will spare my entire family.
If we don’t comply, not only will they take the mine vein; when our family falls apart, they’ll leave us without a way out."
Seeing Chen Yan’s indifferent expression, Nan Qiao quickly said, "With no other option, after a family discussion, learning that the Saint Sect is selecting disciples, we thought perhaps this might be a way out. After discussing, among my generation of siblings, only my aptitude is the best, so they sent me here to participate in the sect’s disciple selection.
Although that person’s family is prominent locally, ultimately, it is just a second-rate family, far inferior to the Saint Sect, not to mention that wastrel is only a concubine’s son.
If I am lucky enough to be accepted as a disciple of the Saint Sect, with this rank, they wouldn’t dare to overly oppress my family, at that time..."
Chen Yan sighed, "Alright, I understand."
Then he lifted his eyelids to look at Nan Qiao: "Then what do you ask of me?"
"Beg, begging Fellow Daoist to assist me in being selected! I, Nan Qiao, can swear by Heavenly Dao, if I can enter the sect, in the future within the sect, I will definitely follow Fellow Daoist’s lead! If there is any call, I will obey without question!"
Chen Yan laughed, his tone peculiar: "I understand your desire to be selected as a disciple of the Saint Sect, but... why do you think I can help you? I do not decide who gets chosen."