On a mountain peak reaching a thousand zhang high, there were green pines and verdant cypresses, flying waterfalls and flowing springs everywhere. One palace after another stood halfway up the mountain. And right at the peak of that extremely high mountain, there was a Heavenly Pool rippling with jade-green waves. Beside the Heavenly Pool stood an even more gorgeous palace.
Immortal cranes, Iron-Winged Great Rocs, Golden-Crowned Eagles, white deer, white tigers, jade rabbits, peacocks… These spiritual birds and spiritual beasts walked back and forth on the mountain.
Countless Lingzhi fields, ginseng fields… arranged in the mountain, producing tens of thousands of spirit medicines.
"Purple Lightning Palace"!
These three giant characters were carved onto the plaque at the main gate of the palace atop the mountain peak.
This was an important mountain peak of the Yuhua Immortal Mountain, the Purple Lightning Peak. It was bestowed down by the Yuhua Sect after Fang Qingxue became a true legacy disciple, representing a symbol of status.
At this time, Fang Qingxue sat on a chair in the Purple Lightning Palace, looking at the full eight or nine hundred domestic servants below. She frowned slightly: "Although this Purple Lightning Peak is my property, I focus single-mindedly on cultivating. Soon after I will go into closed-door cultivation; often once I seclude myself, it will be for months, or even half a year, and I have no time to govern the household. With so many of you servants, I will first pick a few reliable people to manage things. Fang Han, hearing Qingwei say you raise horses well, you will lead two hundred and fifty people to take charge of rearing the immortal cranes, white tigers, and those spiritual beasts. This is a Spirit Beast Tablet! You take this tablet, drip blood on it, and those spiritual beasts will listen to your words. Pick the people yourself!"
As she spoke, a red light flew towards Fang Han.
Fang Han grabbed it in his hand, only to find that it was a jade tablet the size of a palm. On it were carved various animals the size of fly heads, vivid and lifelike, as if the souls and spirits of these animals were sealed onto the jade tablet.
"Indeed, I received the First Miss's appreciation. From a lowly horse-raising servant, instantly turning into a Head Manager, directly managing two hundred and fifty people, this status is soaring straight up."
In the original Fang family, it would have been impossible for Fang Han to instantly turn from a little servant into a Head Manager because the Fang family's rules were exceptionally strict, with distinct rewards and punishments. Furthermore, the relationships were complex and deeply intertwined; even if Fang Han had merits, he could not possibly climb to such a high position.
But on the Yuhua Sect's Purple Lightning Peak, it was different. Fang Qingxue solely focused on cultivation, and simply would not expend too much energy managing domestic affairs, so she directly appointed, making exception promotions.
"What is going on…"
"He, a lowly inferior servant, actually climbed onto our heads."
"Impossible, impossible."
"How could the First Miss choose him to be the Head Manager rearing spiritual beasts."
Once Fang Qingxue's command came down, instantly the servants present burst into discussions, all revealing disbelieving expressions on their faces. Especially a few exceptionally fierce and tough servants among them, whose eyes immediately projected a murderous glare, seeming to want to eat Fang Han alive.
These fierce and tough servants were all servants who originally held very high status in the Fang family, such as the Head Manager collecting rent. Every autumn, leading over a thousand men to the countryside to press for rent, they were awesomely prestigious, with even county magistrates having to welcome them.
These people who followed Fang Qingxue to the Yuhua Immortal Mountain this time all wanted to fish up sufficient benefits and obtain a lucrative post.
The benefits on the Yuhua Immortal Mountain's Purple Lightning Peak were far greater than those in the Fang family.
But now, a massive benefit was scooped away by Fang Han. I'm afraid they even had thoughts of murder.
Yet they didn't dare to make a fuss. In the Fang family headquarters, they could look for connections everywhere and throw dirty water on Fang Han, but here, Fang Qingxue's words were the imperial edict. Her tyrannical beheading of the eight men and eight cranes right in front of the mountain was still vivid in their minds, how could they dare to make a row?
Fang Qingxue also didn't care about the muttering of these people. From her perspective, the most important thing was cultivation, cultivation, and more cultivation. These trivial matters should not bother her.
She had an impression of Fang Han, so she promoted him.
A dignified true legacy disciple of the Yuhua Sect, an individual whom even an emperor couldn't match, where would she have the mind to handle daily domestic chores every day? Those were things done by mortals.
"Fang Qiang! You are in charge of the food and cleaning on the Purple Lightning Peak. Pick three hundred domestic servants. When I am in closed-door cultivation, according to the recipe, just deliver the food outside my meditation room on time every day."
"Yes!"
Fang Qingxue gave orders continuously, and a woman named Fang Qiang stepped forward. This Fang Qiang was originally the head of the maidservants in the Fang mansion. Being appointed to be in charge of food and cleaning was quite matching her original status.
"Fang Man, you lead two hundred men and take charge of planting and harvesting the eighty fields of spirit medicine, the crystal fragrant rice, the purple lightning wondrous flowers… up and down this Purple Lightning Peak."
"Yes!" An extremely fierce and tough man with sharp eyes stepped out. This man was exactly one of those fully carrying killing intent toward Fang Han earlier.
"Fang Rui, you take two hundred men, in charge of managing clothing, wealth and goods, and leaving the mountain to procure various necessities. Alright, I have set down the rules. Go and handle things respectively."
Clothing, food, housing, and transport, after these four major matters were arranged, Fang Qingxue's body moved, vanishing directly to do closed-door cultivation. At the same time, the gates of the main palace, the Purple Lightning Palace, also slowly closed, leaving behind eight or nine hundred domestic servants in the square preparing to assume their respective positions.
While the original direct descendants of the Fang family, the Second Miss Fang Qingwei, was not present. Because they were outer sect disciples and had already gone deeper into the mountains to learn arts.
The disciples of the Yuhua Immortal Mountain were divided into outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, true legacy disciples, and then the elder in charge of enforcing punishments, the merit transmission elder, and many other elders, as well as vice sect masters, and finally the Headmaster.
Servants like Fang Han were actually not considered members of the Yuhua Sect.
Among them, outer sect disciples had struggles amongst themselves, wanting to promote to inner sect disciples, and inner sect disciples struggled to promote to true legacy disciples.
True legacy disciples struggled with each other, wanting to promote to sect elders.
Among the elders, they also struggled with each other, seeking more authority.
The disciples with the highest status were the true legacy disciples. Each true legacy disciple possessed an independent mountain peak and an exalted position. Some true legacy disciples' divine abilities could even compare to an elder. They just hadn't made a monumental contribution to the sect to obtain an ascension.
The eight crane-riding Daoists Fang Qingxue killed in front of the mountain just now were outer sect disciples, belonging to another mountain peak, the Green Flame Peak's people. The Green Flame Peak's true legacy disciple was exactly Jin Shitai.
Fang Qingxue killing them was establishing her might. Having just become a true legacy disciple, many people refused to accept her. If she swallowed her anger when provoked, many actions would be inconvenienced in the future. Killing tyrannically like this established her prestigious name immediately.
Although there would be some trouble afterward, Fang Qingxue believed she could shoulder it.
"This Myriad Beast Tablet, after dripping blood, can control immortal cranes and white tigers. I must try the flavor of riding a crane to ascend into the heaven. But, let's pick the servants first, two hundred and fifty men to follow my orders, not bad, not bad."
Fang Qingxue closed the gates of the Purple Lightning Palace and went into closed-door cultivation. Fang Han immediately caressed the Myriad Beast Tablet, wanting to drip blood on it, then going to control the immortal cranes' flight. The feeling of flying into the heavens was irresistible to anyone.
At the same time, he still had to pick servants…
"Brat! Bring the Myriad Beast Tablet here."
A malicious chuckle transmitted from behind him.
Fang Han quickly turned his head and saw a middle-aged man wearing high-grade silk with a long, narrow face. Chuckling maliciously, he pressed towards him step by step. At the same time, the muscles and bones on this middle-aged man's body crackled, like a fierce tiger staring at a little white rabbit.
Meanwhile, that Fang Man and Fang Rui were both hugging their arms, gloating over the misfortune and looking at him.
"Fang Lie, what are you doing?" Fang Han knew that this middle-aged man slowly pressing over, he knew this middle-aged man held an extremely high status in the Fang mansion, named Fang Lie, being the Head Manager of guards.
This time, the lucrative task of managing the spiritual beasts did not fall upon his head, so naturally, he was extremely dissatisfied.
Fang Lie's original status in the Fang mansion was something Fang Han simply couldn't compare with. Even some of the Fang family's illegitimate disciples had to be respectful towards him.
"Naturally to let you hand over the Myriad Beast Tablet, you will serve as my subordinate. What, you are unwilling to hand it over?" Seeing Fang Han's appearance, Fang Lie's expression turned even colder.
"But this was commanded by the First Miss." Fang Han licked his lips.
"Hahahahaha, even if ordered by the First Miss, do you think that you, a lowly inferior servant, could order the people below? Among everyone present here, who didn't hold a higher position in the Fang mansion than you? You try commanding one and see? See if they listen to you? Fang Dafu, this brat wants you to work under him, do you agree or not?"
Just at this moment, Fang Man spoke. He was originally the rent-collecting Head Manager in the Fang mansion. Although he was appointed by Fang Qingxue as the Head Manager to oversee the spirit medicine fields and immortal rice this time, which was also a lucrative position, how could he think highly of Fang Han? He immediately fanned the flames and spoke to a servant named Fang Dafu among the crowd.
"What a joke, an inferior servant who raises horses wants to command me? Hair hasn't even fully grown on your body, go home and drink milk for another two years!"
Fang Dafu was a middle-aged man, with a sly, slippery face. He was an old sly fox servant in the Fang mansion. Hearing this he immediately erupted into roaring laughter, looking disdainfully at Fang Han.
"Brat, what prestige do you have? Being the Head Manager in charge of rearing spiritual beasts?" Another servant shouted.
"The smell of milk on your body hasn't even been cut off, and you want to order us around? Manager Lie, teach him a lesson! Let him know the immensity of heaven and earth." Even more servants jeered and made a commotion.
"Brat, remember this. Inside the Fang mansion, you will always be a lowly inferior servant. It's impossible for you to turn your fortunes over. Today I'll break one of your bones to let you know your lesson. In the future, keep a brighter pair of eyes. Since the First Miss doesn't know how to govern the household, we will naturally manage the Purple Lightning Peak well for her."
Fang Lie maliciously chuckled: "Oh right, this Head Manager used to have a nickname, called Bone-Splitting Hand. It's been a long time since I split someone's bones, my hands are actually itching a little."
"Is that so? Well I have no prestige, so I'll just use you to establish my might!" Fang Han tucked the Myriad Beast Tablet into his bosom, moving his footsteps, swish! Seven steps merged into one, "Stepping on Seven Stars"!
Seven footprints instantly appeared on the ground.
In an instant, Fang Han seized the initiative, charging right in front of Fang Lie. Following that, his leg force erupted, "Kui Star Kicking the Dipper!" The leg shadow fiercely ripped across the sky.
In the Fang mansion, Fang Han did not dare to execute Kui Star Kicking the Dipper, but it was different here. Fang Qingxue clearly didn't care about anything. Coercing the servants below into submission, he could handle it however he wanted.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh, whoosh whoosh whoosh, the howling wind of the kick tore the heart and split the lungs.
"Not good!"
Just as the Bone-Splitting Hand Fang Lie was about to strike, suddenly, he felt his vision blur. Fang Han actually seized the ground to arrive, causing him to be greatly startled. "Thirteen Bone-Splitting Hands!"
In his panic, he executed his ruthless grappling techniques.
However, Fang Han's strength was much greater than his. Every kick directly broke his grappling technique, then bang bang bang bang! He delivered five consecutive kicks onto his body.
"Ah!"
Fang Lie's immense body was sent flying like a sandbag, crashing to the ground, spurting out blood madly, his mouth spewing bloody foam like fish bubbles.
"Only cultivated to the fourth realm of Hardness and Softness, yet you dare act wildly in front of me?" With one Kui Star Kicking the Dipper kicking Fang Lie flying, Fang Han also laughed maliciously.
The crowd was shocked!
Everyone present, including the fierce experts like Fang Man and Fang Rui, were all stunned. No one expected that a insignificant inferior servant raising horses would actually kick the Head Manager of guards flying away.
"Fang Dafu! Just now it was you who wanted me to go home and drink milk?" Taking advantage of the crowd's shock, Fang Han shifted his body. A few consecutive steps later, he seized the spot beside that smooth and slippery middle-aged servant Fang Dafu from earlier, fiercely grabbing ahold of his hair.
Fang Han's martial arts now had already trained to the realm of Divine Force, and he had gained the power of the Nine Orifices Golden Pill. Even if matched with someone of the same level of the Divine Force realm, their physical quality was still not as good as his. Although he lacked combat experience, he had a ruthless conviction in his heart. How could Fang Dafu be his match.
"Ah ah ah!" The old sly fox servant Fang Dafu let out miserable shrieks. His scalp was almost being torn off by Fang Han, struggling desperately, "Little bastard!" The curse instinctively came out of his mouth.
"What?"
Fang Han fiercely tossed him. Fang Dafu cascaded to the ground, following which he stepped onto him, stepping directly on Fang Dafu's face, stomping down hard. Everyone saw that Fang Dafu's face was nearly squashed flat! Blood bubbles kept bubbling out of his mouth.
Crack!
Fang Han stomped again, stepping on one of Fang Dafu's hands, making the bones crackle.
Such a miserable and tragic scene frightened everyone present.
"You guys never expected that I would have the strength, right? Fang Man, you probably thought that I am a base person intoxicated by success. That's right! I am a base person intoxicated by success! Your father is a base person intoxicated by success! If you don't listen to me, this is your outcome!"
In the midst of speaking, Fang Han made another fierce stomp, directly crushing and snapping one of Fang Dafu's hands.
"Dare to curse me, I will break your arms and legs!"