Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

After leaving the Li Family, Yuchi held the peach blossom while walking down the street. His dead fish eyes gazed at the surroundings, without the slightest hint of joy.

"Yes, it’s clear now, the State Capital obviously has three types of families."

He casually bought a sugar-coated hawthorn skewer from the roadside, intending it for Yin Shuang. But after purchasing it, he suddenly remembered that Yin Shuang was currently enduring winter, and so, eating such a sour and sweet peculiar thing wasn’t feasible. Yuchi ate it while heading toward the inn where Yunxiang Pavilion was located.

"Firstly, the first type are those like the Li Family and Bu Family, who stand above, dining on meat. Though conflicts may exist between them, these are mere lies for others to see. In reality, their relationships are very good. Otherwise, the coexistence of such families can’t keep the State Capital in this placid peace."

Celestial Craft Workshop, Imperial Decree Department, Celestial Capital Department, Demon-slaying Bureau, and Defense Department each supposedly has corresponding families. While appearing independent, they are actually backed by these powerful forces, primarily serving as money-making entities and are quite formidable.

He continued walking.

His gaze glanced at a female cultivator’s figure by the roadside, muttering "Impressive" inwardly before boarding the train. He stood alone in a corner, observing the faces of citizens around him filled with smiles.

"The second type are the conventional great families, possibly like Qi Baiyu’s Qi Family. They might not fully understand what’s happening, yet somehow are aware something is up, existing in a state of knowing the existence but not the essence. This time, those being defrauded by the likes of Celestial Craft Workshop are probably them."

This battle is akin to warfare in essence. The process of war doesn’t need elaboration; its purpose matters — if not for plundering and seizing resources, war holds no significance. Hence, under the current conditions, seemingly caused by Gong Kui Niang’s war, it essentially drains the blood of these second-type families.

Whether these families realize they’re being drained is uncertain, even if they do, they likely can’t provide a direct response. It’s akin to a protective fee; if a great family doesn’t partake in such games, surviving in the State Capital becomes increasingly challenging.

Forced into losing money in Mahjong, losing money in exchange for stability in the State Capital.

"Little brother, you’re so handsome."

"Thank you."

"Can I have your peach blossom?"

"No."

"Oh."

Watching a female cultivator walk away with a sullen face, Yuchi’s gaze deepened:

"The third type are small families. Small families attach themselves to great families. If even great families must shed blood once, then small families aren’t immune. The State Capital is like a vast vessel. Surviving on board without jumping ship is exceedingly challenging."

Yuchi recalled his past in Xufu Town.

Xufu Town was still a small town, even with its simple relationships. Despite the simplicity, it consumed much of Yuchi Laoshi’s time then, indifferently imagining if the chamber of commerce had emerged differently, say in the State Capital, a big city.

Clearly, the chamber couldn’t have successfully sprouted. This isn’t some vacant fertile field; it’s a grand garden crowded with towering trees. To earn money in the State Capital, one must have powerful backing. Even if Yuchi possesses shadow clone techniques, it still wouldn’t be easy.

Too many people.

Various people crowding together, splashing their unique patterns into the sky — it’s so difficult, all sorts of chaotic things surging forth. Business is not merely business anymore; it’s about mutual dependency, the true essence of business becoming less significant. Who you conduct business with is crucial.

Thus, there’s some sense of decadence in the State Capital.

"However, such statements shouldn’t be too absolute; at least, observing the citizenry’s situation recently, I’ve seen many sincere and pleasant smiles, far more than the smiles I’ve seen over the decades in my past life. It seems State Capital’s people are quite restrained."

"They merely consolidate demands atop hierarchy, rather than excessively extracting from ordinary citizens."

"This is quite commendable."

"Just like the Li Ruolan Gong Kui Niang incident, creating a stir yet affecting citizens merely by becoming their idle chat topics, without impacting them in the slightest. In the eyes of citizens, such affairs may even be commonplace; occurrences like these are abundant in the State Capital."

Endless gossip.

"So what am I, Yuchi, within the State Capital?" Leaning against the train, he closed his eyes, inhaling the fragrance of the peach blossom before him.

He pondered a few situations.

"My participation in these matters isn’t because I knew Feng Zhaoyang by coincidence, but because I have a disciple named Bu Luohua."