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Chapter 76

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"Boss, Boss!!" Suddenly, a few gang members ran over from the side of the field, waving large red parchment in their hands. It seemed to be a notice or something.

Speechless, Lu Sheng watched as these people ran closer. Then, he slapped them across the face.

"Bam bam bam."

They were slapped hard on their foreheads. Realizing that they had called him incorrectly, they quickly corrected themselves.

"Young Master! External Head! High … high school! "The one holding the red parchment was Ning San. The paper in his hand was the results of the Annual Examinations. The rankings were finally out. It was late this time, but the results were out.

"High school?" Lu Sheng snatched the parchment from his hand and unfolded it.

His name was not in the first row. Lu Sheng glared at Ning San.

"What kind of high school is it if the top three aren't!" He wanted to slap this guy again. This guy was an uncultured person. He was fine normally, but when it came to academics, he was as stupid as a pig.

Ning San froze, not daring to talk back. He quickly dodged and smiled apologetically.

"This subordinate also heard people call it that way, it felt festive …"

Lu Sheng was speechless. He continued to look down and found his name in the 35th position. "Mm, you got it, not bad. Go get ten taels of silver for your wedding gift later. Everyone else has it! Five taels for each person! "

Instantly, the people around him beamed with joy.

"Oh right, Old … uh, Young Master, the person who got off the list has informed someone to attend the ceremony in the Academy," Ning San continued.

"When?"

"The day after tomorrow, at noon (1 p.m.)."

Lu Sheng nodded.

"I haven't been to the Academy for a long time. It's a good time to walk around and see old friends."

"Speaking of which, it's quite a coincidence. That Young Master Bian Su came to see Young Master twice today," Ning San continued, "I think she has something to ask of you."

"Bian Su … then bring her here to see me. Be quick," Lu Sheng ordered.

"Yes, Young Master," Ning San answered and ran out of the field.

In the afternoon, Lu Sheng applied another layer of medicinal oil and tempered his body for a while before meeting Young Master Bian again.

At this moment, Bian Su's face was haggard. She was alone and seemed very tired.

Lu Sheng changed his clothes and took her to a bungalow next to the greenhouse.

"Young Master Bian, feel free to speak your mind. If I can help, I won't refuse. "Lu Sheng spoke in a forthright and generous manner, causing Bian Su to reveal a trace of gratitude.

"To tell you the truth, Young Master Lu, I'm here to ask a favor," Bian Su said in a low voice.

"Please continue." Lu Sheng gestured for her to continue.

Bian Su took a deep breath and sighed.

"I wonder if Young Master Lu has heard of the Blood Tree Flower?"

"Bloody Tree Flower?" Lu Sheng asked curiously, "Is that a flower?"

"To be exact, it's a type of precious medicinal herb that takes several years to bloom before it withers," Bian Su explained, "A hundred-year-old Blood Tree Flower has the effect of greatly nourishing one's vitality and nourishing one's Yin energy. My Bian Family once obtained a seven-hundred-year-old Blood Tree Flower. Its nourishing effect is much stronger than even thousand-year-old mountain ginseng. "

"Oh? That's amazing! " Lu Sheng's interest was piqued. A precious herb that greatly replenished Vitality and nourished Yin energy was a good thing for him to rapidly raise his inner Qi cultivation.

"Yes, it's amazing." Bian Su nodded. "If Young Master Lu is interested, I would like to make a deal with this seven-hundred-year-old Blood Tree Flower."

"What deal?" Lu Sheng was fully aware of the preciousness of this precious medicine. If the effects of this Blood Tree Flower were real, this precious medicine could fetch at least a few hundred thousand taels of silver in a world where even thousand-year-old wild ginseng was in short supply. And it couldn't be bought.

Bian Su paused, then said in a low voice, "I would like to ask Young Master Lu to send someone to escort me back to the Central Plains."

"Your Bian Family seems to be a family of medicinal herbs, right?" Lu Sheng had already looked into Bian Su's background. Now that he knew about this Blood Tree Flower, some thoughts surfaced in his mind.

"Yes, my grandfather has been in the business of medicinal herbs for more than two hundred years. He has many medicinal fields and mountains, and at least a thousand medicinal and pesticide dealers in the family," Bian Su said proudly. Before she came, she had naturally investigated Lu Sheng's identity. But even in front of the Number One Sect of the Northern Lands, she was still proud of her family's past glory.

"Back when the family was at its peak, there were many rich and powerful people who came and went."

"How about this. My Crimson Whale Sect also deals in medicinal herbs, but not on a large scale. Moreover, some medicinal herbs can only be found in the Central Plains. If Young Master Bian can get a grasp of your family's situation and trade with me, not only can I send you back, I can even lend you a hand," Lu Sheng said seriously.

"Young Master Lu, are you serious!?" Bian Su's eyes lit up in delight.

"Of course. But of course, I won't help you for free. I have a large group of brothers to support. After all, it's not easy to manage such a big business, "Lu Sheng heaved a long sigh.

"I understand," Bian Su thought for a moment. "If Young Master Lu can help me reclaim my family's sovereignty, my Bian Family is willing to give Young Master Lu thirty percent of the annual profits from our medicinal herbs business as a reward."

She added, "Even in these chaotic times, our Bian Family's medicinal herbs business still brings in millions of taels of profit every year. Our branches and pharmacies are spread across several major provinces in the Central Plains. "

At least three hundred thousand taels of profit every year?

Lu Sheng immediately understood her plan. She wanted to tie his and Bian Family's interests together. But he was in need of money. Although the sect did give him some interest, that bit of money was not enough for a martial arts fanatic like him who consumed large amounts of tonics.

Judging from the scale of the Bian Family, it was probably bigger than his own Lu Family, but it was still limited. Millions of taels sounded like a lot, but in reality, Chen Yunxi's Chen Family had already given her a dowry of millions.

That was why spreading their business across several major provinces was just Bian Su's way of flattering herself. It was just a small medicinal herb family in the Central Plains.

"I want fifty percent. Thirty percent is too little, "Lu Sheng said casually.

"Fifty percent …!" Bian Su's expression changed. In reality, a portion of the family's profits were distributed to the local tyrants as a bribe. After giving Lu Sheng fifty percent, and then deducting the bribe, the family would only be left with thirty percent.

This bit of income was really too little. But when she thought of the family's current situation, what she could not get would ultimately belong to others.

Bian Su gritted her teeth.

"Fine! Fifty percent it is. Young Master Lu, when will you send someone to send me back? "

"When do you want to leave?" Lu Sheng asked.

"As soon as possible," Bian Su answered.

Lu Sheng nodded and immediately clapped his hands to summon the experts of Soaring Eagle Squad.

"Please wait a moment, Young Master Bian."

The two waited for a while. Soon, a capable man with short black hair and dressed in black walked in and cupped his hands at Lu Sheng.

"Tong Ying greets External Head!"

The Thirteen Flying Eagles all addressed others by their respective nicknames.

"After you've dealt with the Eastern Mountain Society, you and Iron Eagle will return to the Central Plains with this Young Master Bian and help him with his family matters. Bring fifty good men with you," Lu Sheng instructed.

"Yes!" Tong Ying agreed readily, his face expressionless. After Soaring Eagle Squad returned to the Central Plains, there was naturally no bargaining. Although he was unwilling to travel thousands of miles to the Central Plains, he had no choice but to obey Lu Sheng's orders.

Waving Tong Ying and Bian Su away to discuss the itinerary, Lu Sheng got up and went home.

By the time he got home, it was already night time. During this period of time, he almost reached home at night every day. Occasionally, he might not even go home.

This time, while he was at home, Qiao 'er took the opportunity to tell him the good news of passing the examination. She even took out a letter from home.

"Moving?" Lu Sheng looked at the contents of the letter and was slightly surprised.

"We're moving now?"

"She said that everything is ready. The people from the carriage company have also been contacted. They rented more than ten large carriages in one go, "Qiao 'er explained in a low voice. She had long received letters from her close friends at home and knew some things.

"That's true. We've been preparing for so long. From Nine Links City to Mountain-Edge, it'll take at least two days to travel at top speed. Because of the heavy items, moving will probably take even longer. It'll probably take four to five days just on the road, "Lu Sheng estimated. "Alright, I got it."

"And Young Master, recently, that Miss Chen Yunxi has come to look for you many times. Every time she comes, you're outside. Qiao 'er looks very disappointed, "Qiao' er mentioned this carefully.

"Oh, Chen Yunxi …" At the mention of this, Lu Sheng felt a headache coming on. What kind of life was he living now? One moment, he was fighting to the death with humans, the next, he was confronting ghosts. It really wasn't the time to start a family.

"Let's not talk about this first. Has anyone else come to look for me?"

"And Young Master Song Zhenguo, he's also looked for you many times. He asked Qiao 'er to ask on his behalf when you're going to test him," Qiao' er continued.

Only then did Lu Sheng remember that Song Zhenguo wanted to learn martial arts. He had forgotten about it previously, mainly because he was busy dealing with other matters.

"There's no rush. The day after tomorrow, I'll start making arrangements for the family to come over." Based on his understanding of his old dad, Lu Quanan, although he didn't dare to advance rashly, he was extremely steady in his work. He should have long set his sights on a piece of land in Mountain-Edge City that he wanted to settle down on. Perhaps he had even bought it. Because he was busy with training and dealing with the new power that his subordinates had taken over, he really didn't pay much attention to family matters.

"And Lu Yingying, that fellow came to Mountain-Edge City with me. She's been in Eastern Mountain Institution for so long, but I've never seen this sister of mine fooling around all day."

Lu Yingying was lazy and vain. In Nine Links City, she liked to fool around with a bunch of so-called sisters. One moment, they'd go for a walk, the next, they'd attend a poetry meet, the next, they'd go for a flower viewing. There was even a time when she was a star-chaser, when she fought with someone in a restaurant over Nine Links City's handsome boy, Wei Xing. In any case, she wasn't a quiet person. Even after coming to Mountain-Edge City, there was no commotion. This surprised Lu Sheng.

"Qiao 'er has heard about Fifth Miss …" Qiao' er said hesitantly.

"How is she now? I remember that the family has also arranged a bookstore for her as income? "Lu Sheng asked.

"Yes … when Qiao 'er went to buy spices not long ago, I even saw Fifth Miss on the streets of the Old Tang Garden," Qiao' er's voice grew softer and softer. "At that time, I saw her walking together with a scholar …"

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