Fantasy World: I Can Travel To Cultivation World

Chapter 181 Yang Family Apology

Luis had a hunch that confronting the God Killer Shen Jue would not be resolved in just a day or a night, even with the hidden preparations made by the Qianyuan Sword Sect.

The fact that this man had managed to remain hidden for four hundred years was proof of his cunning and despicable nature.

Without absolute certainty, Luis would never confront him personally, nor would he risk his family. After all, the target was a Golden Core Cultivator.

A Few Hours Later

Luis's escape light descended outside Lingzhou City.

As he approached the city gates, a cultivator from the Yang family, who had been waiting there, immediately recognized him.

The man appeared middle-aged, with a handsome face and a demeanor that was quite pleasing to the eye.

"Are you Luis Hartmann from the Hartmann family, Fellow Daoist?" the man asked.

"And you are?"

Luis didn't recognize the man at first but noted from his attire that he was likely from the Yang family.

The middle-aged cultivator cupped his hands and smiled politely. "Fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand. This is our first meeting. I've been waiting here on the orders of our clan leader."

"Oh? An order from Patriarch Yang?"

Luis's curiosity was piqued.

"That's correct, Fellow Daoist. Please, follow me."

The man gestured invitingly.

Luis nodded. "Lead the way, Fellow Daoist."

This was Lingzhou City, a relatively safe place. Besides, with his skill and confidence, Luis wasn't worried about anyone impersonating a Yang family cultivator to harm him.

One Stick of Incense Later

The two escape lights stopped outside the Yang family's estate.

This was Luis's first visit to their territory, and as he stood there, he couldn't help but form some guesses about why the Yang family wanted to meet him.

Most likely, they had taken notice of him—a rising powerhouse in Guang'an Prefecture—and were looking to invest in him early or establish ties with the Hartmann family.

The reason why prominent families manage to maintain their standing for generations isn't just due to their heritage. Invisible personal connections are another critical factor in ensuring their legacy endures.

For example, Luis and Zhou Mubai shared a life-and-death bond. If the Zhou family were ever in trouble and Zhou Mubai sought Luis's help, could he simply turn his back?

Obviously not.

This was precisely what the Yang family was aiming for at the moment.

Although it might be a little late to invest in Luis now, it was still better than doing nothing, right?

With Yang Linyuan's intelligence, how could he not understand this principle?

Shortly After

Without such standing, entering another family's territory could lead to suppression or outright hostility.

Currently, only the Zhou family in Guang'an Prefecture possessed the influence and resources necessary to expand their business across the entire Cangzhou region.

Even the Yang family, the second-largest family in Guang'an Prefecture, had limited their business to monopolizing shipping within the prefecture, unable to expand into other regions.

"It's just a small matter. Since you have apologized sincerely, don't worry about it," Luis said calmly.

Hearing this, Yang Linyuan chuckled and added, "Yes, grudges can often be resolved through open dialogue. However, my Yang family was at fault, and a simple apology would be insufficient."

He turned to Yang Gongwan and said, "Wan'er, bring out the gift."

"Oh," Yang Gongwan responded playfully. Without hesitation, she retrieved a sword case from her storage bag.

She opened the sword case in full view of everyone.

A surge of sword energy erupted into the air, dazzling those present. As the energy gradually subsided, a radiant flying sword with overflowing spiritual light emerged.

"A Level 3 flying sword!"

Luis's eyes widened in shock. Turning to Yang Linyuan, he clasped his hands respectfully and said, "Senior Yang, forgive my bluntness, but this apology is far too valuable. I cannot accept such a treasure without merit."

"Well," Yang Linyuan sighed deeply, shaking his head. "It seems the Hartmann family is still unwilling to forgive my Wan'er."

"This..."

Luis hesitated. Rejecting the gift felt almost impossible now.

This was a third-level flying sword—a top-quality one at that! If sold at auction, it would fetch no less than a million spirit stones.

That the Yang family would offer such a treasure as an apology was staggering.

For comparison, even Zhou Mubai's renowned flying sword was merely a third-grade upper-tier weapon.

Luis's thoughts raced. He knew that while the value of this sword was immense, it wasn't just about the money. Such treasures were exceedingly rare and required immense luck to obtain, even if one could afford them.

Though tempted, Luis struggled to make a decision, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

Seeing Luis remain silent, Yang Linyuan quickly recognized his hesitation.

Cupping his hands respectfully, he spoke with a solemn tone, "Fellow Daoist Luis, please don't worry. Our Yang family is offering this gift for two reasons. First, Wan'er acted recklessly a few days ago, and we owe you an apology. Second, we genuinely wish to establish a good relationship with the Hartmann family. There are no ulterior motives."

"Just to establish a good relationship?" Luis asked, his tone skeptical.

Yang Linyuan nodded firmly. "That's all."

He had said all he could. If Luis refused again, he truly wouldn't know how to proceed.

After all, the last thing he wanted was to be subjected to another threat from that imposing Oliver standing nearby.

Luis glanced at the sword case, which Yang Gongwan now held out respectfully with both hands. His gaze lingered as he reached for the third-grade, top-tier flying sword, its spiritual light radiating magnificently. For a moment, he studied it carefully, awestruck.

Although he wasn't a sword practitioner, Luis had a deep appreciation for swords, particularly after watching Zhou Mubai's fights.

This flying sword was undoubtedly the finest he had ever laid eyes on.

When compared to the two flying swords crafted within his barony, the difference was as vast as heaven and earth.