Author: Cao Xuanfeng1

Mu Hanchan returned to Huanshui Manor.

This is your own territory and has its own unformed industry.

Scent of tobacco, wine, silk and tea.

Tobacco has begun to be planted, but silkworms are still lacking.

A mulberry cannot become silk without silkworms, so this has become a matter of Mu Hanchan.

He came to the station in the Great Yan Imperial City.

"I'm going to send two letters."

"address?"

"Yunxi Zong Fenghong Mountain, and Nanshan Road Bixi Town."

After hearing this, the inn staff frowned and said, "You are far away from each other and are not on the same route. One is 30,000 miles northeast and the other is thousands of miles south."

"What's going on?"

Mu Hanchan asked.

"You two need to send them separately, and the payment methods are different. Bixi Town needs to use Fanyin, and Fenghongshan needs to use Spirit Stone."

"How much silver or spirit stones are there?"

Mu Hanchan asked again.

"Ten taels of silver, three spirit stones."

The other party replied.

“So expensive?”

Mu Hanchan frowned.

"The first time you send it, it will naturally be expensive. If you often have letters, you can consider becoming a VIP at our station, with a maximum discount of 30% off.

There are also encrypted letters that will be sent from another channel, which is more secure and has no additional fees.”

Mu Hanchan frowned and thought, as if he was thinking.

After that, he said, "Let's talk about it next time."

So he sent two letters.

After returning to the manor, Mu Hanchan saw the busy workers, that is, the workers who started planting tobacco leaves and mulberry trees, and did not say anything.

These were invited temporarily, and they were through workshops in the Great Yan Imperial City.

They didn't know Mu Hanchan, the owner of the manor, and only knew that after a day's work, they went back to the city to make money.

At night, the huge manor was empty.

Mu Hanchan stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the starry sky and the bright moon, recalling the path he had walked.

I entered the magic altar after I just turned seven years and left six and three months later. I stayed in the mercenary group for more than half a year.

When I got home, it was already the New Year and the Great Cold was over.

That means he is 14 years old.

Kaichun joined Yunyang Sect at the age of 15 years old. He was in seclusion in the Servant Hospital for nine months and went to Dayan Imperial City to find errands. During a few months, he changed his errands three times. Finally, he met Mo Qian in the cemetery and successfully entered the school.

Then I bought land outside the imperial city and went to Fenghong Mountain to meet Lin Mengge.

At this time, he was spending his sixteenth year, but it would not take too long to finish it.

"The moon is so full tonight! Time flies so fast. Alas!"

Mu Hanchan sighed and thought to himself.

A month later, Lin Mengge's reply arrived.

Mu Hanchan took it apart, and only saw that the words were divided into three sections.

The first paragraph says:

"If you don't have enough cultivation, people will naturally look down on you! Because the difference between the Ninth Level of Ningyuan and the Fourth Level of Ningling is too far away, and it can no longer be made up for a simple identity of a sect.

What's more, we are all just ordinary people, not the direct descendants of the sect.

But it doesn't matter, we can work hard.

The most important thing is that we are all very young. The world is still uncertain, how can we know who is the dark horse?

I believe in you, because I have been able to feel a strong and firmness from you since I was a child.

This determination gave me a great sense of security and is also the reason why I love you."

The second paragraph says:

"But you have to promise me that you will not be allowed to conflict with people who have a much higher level of cultivation than you in the future.

I didn't call them seniors because they didn't respect us.

What you need to understand is that age is our greatest capital and the biggest flaw now.

No matter how smart or talented you are, your experience and life accumulation are limited after all, and it may even be insufficient compared to these people.

We must acknowledge our limitations and play to our strengths and avoid our weaknesses.”

The third paragraph says:

"My master is so strict that I don't let me leave the sect casually. I'm so upset!

I am about to practice quickly. The task given by my master is that I must practice to the ninth level of Condensation before the New Year.

Otherwise, she wouldn't let me go down the mountain next year.

Alas, why is it so difficult for girls to practice? I feel that I have worked very hard, but this ninth level is like a very hard and small bottleneck, which is difficult to break through.

What about you? Mumu, has your cultivation progressed?

If it progresses, you should tell me as soon as possible so that I can be happy with you.”

After reading the letter, Mu Hanchan felt warm and comforting in his heart. However, he did not wait for his parents to reply.
Chapter completed!