After treating the injuries of the Eight Hua Grandmaster, Chen Jiuyang's true qi was depleted, and he felt the suppressed injuries threatening to break through.
However, he could not let anyone see that he was severely injured, or the enemies lurking in the shadows would emerge at this moment to take his life.
Chen Jiuyang knew the tactic of striking while the iron is hot very well. After leaving the Eight Hua Grandmaster's residence, he quickly asked Deng Zun to send him back to Qingzhu Village.
The remaining medicinal materials worth tens of millions, used to treat the Eight Hua Grandmaster, were taken back to Qingzhu Village by Chen Jiuyang.
Inside the medicinal cauldron, Chen Jiuyang was healing, using his divine soul to observe the pure yang true qi and cold qi within his body. He had only fused his yin and yang energies once with Yao Zixuan, and the amount of cold yin energy in his body was still excessive.
He had cultivated with Lin Yuexian twice, and by all rights, he should have transferred a significant amount of yin and cold energy. However, the yin and cold energy within his body had not decreased.
"I have been affected by the Nine Yin Devouring Yang Array. If the Nine Yin Devouring Yang Array is not broken, this yin and cold energy cannot be completely removed."
Chen Jiuyang's eyes flickered slightly. At this moment, he should concentrate all his strength to break the Yao family's formation.
The Gong family had intervened twice: once he repelled the Grandmaster, and once he killed a half-step Earth Realm expert. Now, with Marquis Feng Han guarding the Yao family, he had also exposed the hidden dangers within the Yao family. With the Eight Hua Grandmaster gathering information, they were inching closer to the mastermind.
The tens of millions worth of medicinal materials were consumed by Chen Jiuyang. Besides recovering from his injuries, he also refined some pills for backup.
The foundation for establishing the future Marquis's mansion was also laid. The Yao family refined the Pure Yang Qi Boosting Pill, binding the Six Doors, rogue cultivators, and the Marquis's mansion.
The Lin family was a family of officials. He learned from Lin Yuexian that her father was a fourth-rank official in the imperial court before he was severely injured. It seemed to be subtly related to the matters of destiny. Once the thawing process was complete and he was sent to Fengcheng for treatment, the Lin family's strength would recover, and they would also become his allies.
However, he never expected to get entangled with a devilish woman like Qiu Yihan. After attending Qiu Yihan's birthday party, he vaguely sensed that someone was monitoring him in secret, clearly subordinates of Qiu Yihan.
If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have registered for the Martial Ranking.
"One wave has not subsided, another rises."
He also had to divert his attention to treating various Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters to obstruct Zhong Zhuowu's breakthrough to the Heavenly Realm.
"Hoo!"
Chen Jiuyang exhaled a breath of turbid air and got up from the medicinal cauldron. This time, his injuries had recovered by sixty percent, and his divine soul power had also recovered more than half.
He walked out of Qingzhu Mountain and came to the entrance of his home. The foot of Qingzhu Mountain had been very lively recently. Several families were building houses, and he was also building his own large villa. The Yao family's construction team was working diligently. The foundation had been laid, and the main structure was being built, with completion expected within two to three months.
But what puzzled him was why there were two moving company trucks at his doorstep.
Upon entering the house, he saw his grandparents, second uncle, and son Chen Xiaobo were all at home.
Chen Jianmin was serving tea and moving luggage for his grandparents.
Chen Jiuyang asked, "Mom, why are Grandpa and Grandma here at our house?"
Zhang Xiuzhen's expression was somewhat displeased, "Your grandparents sold their house in Fengcheng to pay off debts and are moving back to Qingzhu Village to live with us."
Chen Jiuyang frowned, "Mom, our house only has three rooms. You and Dad live in one, and Zi Xuan and I each have a room. Where will the extra rooms for them come from?"
Second Uncle Chen Xuecheng chuckled, "Jiuyang, there's space. Look, we can build a plastic shed on the rooftop."
Chen Jiuyang looked up and saw several transport workers carrying blue plastic sheets to the rooftop where they usually dried corn and sweet potatoes, preparing to build plastic shed houses like those on construction sites on their rooftop.
Chen Jiuyang frowned, displeased, "Second Uncle, why did you come without discussing it with our family?"
Chen Xuecheng sighed, "Jiuyang, your second uncle is truly forced. The debt collectors have been hounding us so much that we've sold our house in Fengcheng. If we don't return to our ancestral home, your grandparents and I will have to sleep on the streets."
Chen Jiuyang secretly thought, what does it matter to us if you sleep on the streets? The division of family property back then was very clear.
Chen Jiuyang felt disgusted, as if he had eaten a fly, "Second Uncle, building plastic sheds on our rooftop won't solve the problem. You can't live there forever."
Chen Xuecheng chuckled, "How can we live in these plastic sheds forever? There will be a place to live."
Chen Jiuyang asked, "Then where will you live in the future?"
Chen Xuecheng smiled, "When your family's new villa is built, won't the whole family be able to move in?"
"Jiuyang, your second uncle has inquired clearly. The villa you are building costs over thirty million, and it comes with a manor and a swimming pool."
Chen Xuecheng had bribed a worker from the Yao family's construction team with a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes to find out the budget for Chen Jiuyang's new villa.
Upon hearing Chen Xuecheng's words, Chen Jiuyang's anger flared up. He said coldly, "Second Uncle, this is the house I'm building for my family. Even when it's finished, it won't be your turn to move in."
When their family was down on their luck, you didn't contribute a single cent. You haven't visited in over ten years. Even when Grandpa was eating at the former village secretary's house, he didn't come to our house to see us.
Chen Jiuyang's words left Chen Xuecheng speechless. Unexpectedly, Chen Jiuyang's grandmother jumped out and said, "Chen Jiuyang, now that you're making money, you don't recognize your poor relatives like your grandparents anymore, do you?"
"Do you have any conscience? Your father is my son, and you are my grandson. Without me, how could your family exist!"
"Now that you're making money and we have nowhere to live, can't we stay at your house for a while? You, Chen Jiuyang, are a university student. Did you study all your knowledge into a dog's belly?"
"Your own son and grandson don't care about us old people. How are we supposed to live?"
The old woman made a gesture as if she was about to cry and make a scene.
Chen Jiuyang's face turned ashen with anger, and he was on the verge of exploding, but he dared not say a word of refusal. He, Chen Jiuyang, was no longer the ordinary person he used to be; he was considered a significant figure in Feng Province.
If it got out that Chen Jiuyang didn't recognize his own grandparents, how bad would his reputation be?
These two old people probably calculated that Chen Jiuyang had turned his life around and would care about his reputation. Therefore, they didn't ask him for money directly but instead moved into their house and relied on them.
Chen Jiuyang was so angry that his lungs felt like they would explode. These old people had truly planned well!
Chen Jiuyang's face was ashen, and he said in a deep voice, "When did I, Chen Jiuyang, say such a thing?"
"If you want to live here, then live here properly."
The old woman stopped her tantrum, "That's more like it. It's not like I gave birth to your father in vain."
Chen Jiuyang was furious.