Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

Tang Jian and his son, Tang Rong.

Finally left the somewhat oppressive Luo Family Ancestral Land.

“Dad, how did it go?”

“Did it work out?”

Outside the Luo Family Ancestral Land, on a bustling street.

Only after the two had walked a considerable distance away,

did the ponytailed Tang Rong

turn his head, looking expectantly at his father Tang Jian beside him.

“When your dad makes a move, what can’t be achieved?”

“Next, we just need to enjoy our blessings…”

Tang Jian’s face was full of smiles, his expression exceedingly smug as he spoke.

“So where are we staying tonight?”

“Don’t tell me we have to sleep in a tent…”

“That’s definitely not happening!” Tang Jian shook his head; right after, he started walking in a certain direction.

As he walked, he muttered, “If I remember correctly, the residence rewarded by the Luo Family should be in this direction…”

“Why can’t I find it now?”

“Could it be that I took a wrong turn?”

Seeing his father’s expression become increasingly confused,

Tang Rong shook his head helplessly, sighing.

He was very clear in his mind that his old man was starting to be unreliable again.

How long had it been?

And he had already reverted to this state.

…

Qingshi Town, Luo Family Ancestral Land.

In the courtyard where the Ancestor of the Luo Family resided,

Luo Chuan and Luo Qingshan had stayed for a while longer,

before each left the courtyard,

returning to where they were meant to be.

“Intermediate Stage of Bone Refinement?”

“That kid, Luo Qingshan, his progress really is a bit ferocious…”

“It hasn’t been long, and he has already advanced a minor realm.”

“The Calming Heart Pills have also been consumed by quite a bit.”

“Seems like I need to concoct some more for that little guy.”

“Luo Youwei, that little girl, seems to be almost out of Crimson Flame Elixirs too.”

“Need to make some more to have on hand…”

“However, no matter what,”

“I need to think of other methods.”

“Relying on elixirs all the time, what’s the point in that?”

Luo Changfeng was somewhat afraid.

He feared that the elixirs would one day lose their original effectiveness.

And if by that time the problems of these two little ones couldn’t be solved,

things would get very troublesome.

…

After the incident with Tang Jian,

the following days gradually became more peaceful.

The expansion of Qingshi Town, the construction of the city walls,

both of these matters were gradually coming to an end.

The cultivation of the farmlands was ongoing daily, but because the time for sowing had not arrived,

the Luo Family was simply arranging for people to continuously expand the area of the farmlands

without obtaining any substantial returns.

As for the population numbers of Qingshi Town and Huangqu Town,

they experienced a geyser-like explosive growth during this period.

If previously the daily increase in population was around three thousand,

now the daily increase had reached at least seven thousand, or even eight thousand.

And this number was still increasing daily.

…

Qingshi Town, Luo Family Ancestral Land.

Within the room where the Luo Family Patriarch was,

Luo Ping, the current Family Head of the Luo Family, sat in serenity at the main seat,

dealing tirelessly with the variety of administrative duties piled upon his desk.

In the past, Luo Ping would only feel physically tired from handling administrative duties.

But now, in handling them,

besides physical exhaustion, he felt immensely weary on a mental level as well.

Ever since the food supply for both Qingshi Town and Huangqu Town

had been utterly severed,

meaning all subsequent food needed to come from the Luo Family,

Luo Ping’s mood grew steadily worse.

And as the scale of the daily influx of refugees rose from a few thousand at first

to several thousand now,

even approaching the point where the numbers might break ten thousand each day,

Luo Ping went from feeling just physically and mentally tired to having an incessant headache.

Food was a huge issue,

one that the Luo Family had no choice but to solve.

People always say that to the common man, food is as high as the sky.

Whether in maintaining the size of an army or in boosting the strength of the Luo Family,

the issue of food was an unavoidable problem.

“Family Head.”

“Family Head.”

“I have something important I need to discuss with you.”

Just as Luo Ping was thoroughly exasperated, the sound of urgent footsteps from outside the room suddenly broke his concentration.

Merely from the sound without seeing the person,

Luo Ping already knew it was his third younger brother coming to find him,

Luo Yong, who controlled all the military forces of the Luo Family.

Previously, whenever Luo Yong came to see him, his attitude was exceedingly impolite.

Either he would directly call out ‘big brother’

or he would just call by his name, Luo Ping.

But now, that guy Luo Yong actually addressed him so politely as ‘Family Head.’

There was a problem, definitely a problem.

…

So, after some time in thought,

Luo Ping made a somewhat humiliating decision.

That was to beat a hasty retreat.

To just scram,

to lay low from that blockhead Luo Yong for a while, with other matters to be dealt with afterwards.

“Family Head, Family Head…”

Not long after Luo Ping had fled,

Luo Yong rushed into the very room Luo Ping used for handling administrative duties.

However, all he could see now,

beyond those stacks of administrative work piling up like small mountains,

was no sign of anything else.

“Eh…”

“Where’s the person?”

Luo Yong, staring at the empty space, couldn’t help but touch his head in confusion.