Immortality: Raising an Ant Queen to Cultivate by increasing stat points - Chapter 163

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He dared not carelessly lift the curtain to look outside.

Because it was very easy to cause a misunderstanding.

The fact that the other party hadn’t requested that his eyes be covered was already polite.

The carriage rode through the city for about the time it would take to have a meal before it finally stopped.

“Go fetch a set of servant clothes for Master Qin to change into!”

Young Master Fang instructed Uncle Heizi outside.

“Master Qin, to avoid drawing attention, we have to impose upon you. Please forgive us for any inconvenience.”

“It’s nothing.”

Qin Niu didn’t mind what clothes he wore; what he cared most about was whether he could safely leave the Fang Family when the time came.

Even if he gave up the thousand taels of Silver Money for the sake of his safety, he’d be willing.

It had to be said, the Fang Family’s servant clothing wasn’t bad, made of coarse cloth, but it was very thick and unexpectedly soft and comfortable. It was much better than the crude cloth clothes he usually wore.

After he changed into the gray servant attire, Young Master Fang looked him over for a moment.

“Shoes have to be changed too, and the hair needs to be done.”

He personally helped Qin Niu change his hairstyle.

Uncle Heizi brought a pair of servant’s shoes for him to change into.

“Hmm, this should prevent anyone from suspecting you now.”

Young Master Fang nodded in satisfaction.

“You just need to follow behind me, no need to speak. If any questions need to be answered, I will take care of them.”

“Understood!”

After getting off the carriage, Qin Niu followed behind Young Master Fang, making their way inside.

At this moment, the carriage stopped within the Fang Family mansion.

They got off the carriage and went straight up a corridor.

Even though it was night, the faint starlight and moonlight allowed one to see that the surrounding buildings were very imposing, with dragons and phoenixes carved everywhere, and the roof tiles were all high-quality glazed tiles.

Such architecture would not collapse for hundreds of years unless there was a fire.

With regular maintenance and care, even a thousand years would pose no significant issues.

Qin Niu secretly marveled at the immense wealth of this top-tier family. His new house in the village, already the most imposing in his village,

paled in comparison to the Fang Family’s architecture.

Everywhere inside were houses, carefully designed and made with extremely high-quality materials, and located in the precious inner city land.

One dare not even imagine how much money all this cost?

Having seen Old Master Huang’s mansion, he thought it was already quite extravagant.

But now that he was seeing the buildings of the Fang Family, he understood what a true top-tier family was like. It was simply inhumanly extravagant.

Inside there was room enough to house thousands of people without issue.

Should any enemies invade, with the Fang Family members everywhere, those invaders could easily be captured.

Beyond that, Qin Niu also noticed the hidden guards.

From the moment he got off the carriage, he felt as if someone were watching him.

A large family that remained standing for a hundred, even a thousand years, naturally had its extraordinary aspects.

As for where those hidden guards were placed, one simply had no idea.

Leading Qin Niu further into the backyard garden,

once again broadened his horizons.

Gorgeous exotic flowers and plants were grown here, a variety of scenic trees as well, and also a large number of unidentified medicinal herbs.

Some of the medicinal herbs emitted an extremely rich medicinal fragrance.

The energy contained within them was also quite astonishing.

Among the medicinal herbs Qin Niu was currently growing, the one with the Broadleaf Paris plant had the strongest energy.

However, compared to the medicinal herbs planted in the Fang Family’s rear garden, I’m afraid I wouldn’t even qualify to carry their shoes.

The key is that these enviable herbs are not one or two in number, but as many as several thousand plants. This is the foundation of a top-tier clan!

Their abundant accumulation made him feel as if he had lived the past sixteen years in vain.

Today, he truly broadened his horizons and gained a great deal of knowledge.

Young Master Fang led Qin Niu to a hidden spot in the rear garden and blew a short, delicate jade flute.

The sound was three long notes followed by a short one, somewhat reminiscent of the call of a cuckoo.

The faux mountain in front rumbled and actually opened a door.

“Follow me!”

Young Master Fang took the lead and walked ahead, with Qin Niu following closely behind.

The design of the stone door on the faux mountain was very clever. When it was closed, it blended perfectly with the faux mountain.

Once inside, it was as if they had entered another world.

The faux mountain outside acted like a wall, and inside, dozens of medicinal herbs and trees were planted, forming a small world of their own.

As soon as Qin Niu entered, several powerful gazes locked onto him, making him feel as if he were carrying several great mountains on his shoulders, so heavy that he could barely breathe.

“This is the master gardener I’ve invited. I beseech you, uncles and grandfather, not to scare our guest.”

Young Master Fang quickly gave a respectful greeting to the front left.

Qin Niu looked up and saw that there were five small pavilions there.

Within each pavilion was a stone platform perfectly sized for one person to sit cross-legged and cultivate.

Five elders sat inside the pavilions, seemingly immersed in meditation.

The oppressive feeling he had experienced was caused by the stares of these five individuals.

Under their gaze, he found it strenuous to even move a finger. However, his Ink Blade, fearless of heaven and earth, trembled slightly, exuding an excitement as if it wanted to drink the blood of men.

If there hadn’t been an outsider present, Qin Niu would definitely scold the Ink Blade.

Those five elders of the Fang Family were all dreadfully terrifying. The Ink Blade actually wanted to drink their blood.

It might not fear death, but Qin Niu did.

After Young Master Fang had explained the situation to the five, they all closed their eyes, like old monks falling into deep meditation, and paid no more attention to the outside world.

This also made Qin Niu feel more relaxed, as that damned oppressive feeling disappeared.

He also discovered that the refreshing energy here was much denser than the outside world, at least twice as concentrated.

His eyes were drawn to a small tree over two meters tall, bursting with lush foliage, though he didn’t know its name.

Qin Niu had cultivated the Medicine King Sutra, and his skill was fairly deep.

Thus, he could clearly sense that this small tree was special.

The energy it contained was extremely formidable. If the Ancient Banyan Tree he had found was a vast ocean of energy, then this small tree’s energy was like a pond in springtime.

Furthermore, there was something magically unique about it. Refreshing energy continuously radiated from the leaves of the small tree, filling this small world.

It was precisely because of this that the refreshing energy in this small world was more than twice as concentrated as the outside world.

Qin Niu, under the Ancient Banyan Tree, often experienced a twentyfold increase in cultivation speed.

As such, he was quite familiar with this kind of refreshing energy and knew its uses.

The five ancestors of the Fang Family cultivated here at a speed more than twice that of the outside world.

They were like five large whales, continually siphoning the refreshing energy within this small world. Strangely enough, somehow the small tree managed to just barely maintain a balance in supply.

That is to say, the speed at which the five of them absorbed the energy was matched by the speed at which the small tree emitted it.

This small tree was definitely not ordinary.

However, compared to Qin Niu’s Ancient Banyan Tree, it seemed quite insignificant.

It only doubled the cultivation speed, whereas his Ancient Banyan Tree could increase it twentyfold.

The two were simply not on the same level.

“Master Qin, this is the troubled herb!”

Young Master Fang led him to a small medicinal garden, barely five or six square meters in size, and pointed to an herb over a foot tall that was withering, its branches dry and leaves yellow, clearly beginning to wilt.