Senior sister, stop working and go home for dinner.

Chapter 197 Undercurrents and Playful Antics in the Hidden Clouds

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"Consequences?" Han Bailian scoffed, a smile returning to his face, but icy cold. "Fifth Master Liu, our families have a thousand-year history. Who among us doesn't have some shady methods and schemes behind the scenes? Now that spiritual energy is about to recover, it's time for a reshuffling. A step ahead is a step ahead in every step. If we can truly use this to... break through our bottlenecks, even reach a higher level, what are a few risks? Are you content to remain stuck at your current level? Doesn't your Liu family's 'Corpse Nourishing and Soul Refining' method, at its advanced stages, also require pure Yin energy or vital energy as a catalyst?"

Master Liu's fingers tightened suddenly, the wine glass making a soft cracking sound. He raised his eyes, his slightly cloudy eyes becoming incredibly bright.

Han Bailian met his gaze without flinching and continued slowly, "Besides, it doesn't necessarily require us to take action ourselves, or to make things so ugly. Coincidence, remnants of evil cultivators seeking revenge, unexpected mishaps while exploring secret realms... In this world, aren't there plenty of accidents? As long as we keep our hands clean, who can say anything? Yunyin Sect... Heh, their foundation is too shallow."

A long silence spread through the car. Only the rhythmic, indifferent rustling of the wheels on the road could be heard.

Finally, Master Liu slowly released his grip on the wine glass and downed the remaining wine in one gulp. He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes as if to rest, but uttered a few words:

"This matter... requires careful consideration. The Cloud Hidden Sect is not just about Su Wan. That Chen Anran is no simple character either. The fat man from the Jiang family and Zhang Nanshan from Longhu Mountain both seem to value him highly."

Seeing that Fifth Master Liu had relented, Han Bailian's smile became more genuine: "Naturally, we'll discuss this at length. Haste makes waste. However, since we all share the same idea, shouldn't we share some 'resources' and 'information'? We can't let others, especially the true 'pillars of the righteous path,' or... other fellow enthusiasts, get there first, can we?"

Grandpa Liu didn't open his eyes, but just nodded slightly.

"Hehe, Master Liu is indeed a wise man." Han Bailian smiled with satisfaction, pressed the call button again, and the women who had just left returned to their seats with giggles, and the carriage was soon filled with soft whispers and laughter again.

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The day also happened to be the opening day of the Yunyin Xianzong Resort.

The entrance to the resort was festively decorated. A huge inflatable archway hung with a banner that read "Grand Opening," and flower baskets specially arranged by Zhao Qiming were neatly arranged on both sides, their red ribbons fluttering gently in the breeze. Lively welcoming music played on a loop from the speakers. Fatty Li, dressed in a brand-new suit and with his belly sticking out, stood at the main street entrance, his face beaming with smiles, followed by a group of equally energetic staff members.

Feng Xiaolu was also woken up early by Zhao Mengmeng and changed into a slightly more formal dress. Even Xiaoling'er was dressed up beautifully by Lin Xiaoman, with two little pigtails and a handful of colorful confetti in her hand.

On the mountain path, the morning mist had not yet completely dissipated, and Feng Xiaolu led the way, leading the bouncy little Ling'er.

Lin Xiaoman was unusually dressed in a light blue dress today. Zhao Mengmeng, on the other hand, was dressed in a smart casual suit and held a walkie-talkie, occasionally contacting people down the mountain.

Feng Xiaolu rubbed her hands together, both nervous and excited. "There will definitely be a lot of people later. Chairman Zhao said that quite a few media outlets will be coming... Tsk, our Yunyin Sect is really going to become famous this time!"

After saying that, Feng Xiaolu looked dejected again, "It's a pity that Senior Sister and Junior Brother aren't here, otherwise it would have been even more interesting."

Little Ling'er pouted and said, "I wonder when Master and Junior Uncle will be able to come back."

Zhao Mengmeng comforted them, saying, "Master and Senior Uncle are going to take care of important business, to save people."

Xiao Ling'er gave a vague "oh," then looked up at Zhao Mengmeng and asked, "Sister Mengmeng, will a lot of people really come today?"

Zhao Mengmeng smiled and ruffled her hair: "Of course, our resort is a key project of the Zhao Group. There are at least several hundred people, including the media, partners, and the first batch of tourists who made reservations."

Feng Xiaolu nervously straightened her collar: "Should I prepare some talismans for exorcising evil spirits and calming the mind? Just in case someone gets heatstroke or suffers from acclimatization problems..."

"Stop!" Lin Xiaoman rolled her eyes. "Today is the opening day, not a religious ceremony. Put away those talismans properly, don't scare the customers."

The group chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The main entrance of the resort was already bustling with activity. A red carpet stretched from the archway all the way to the central square, and the congratulatory messages on the flower baskets on both sides were diverse – some were from Zhao’s business partners, some from local government departments, and some were even gifts from Taoist priests. These were all placed in prominent positions by Fatty Li.

Of course, these Taoist priests were brought in by Feng Xiaolu through her "Mutual Help Taoist Priests Group" to make a show of things.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance and the aroma of food—the outdoor dining area was already set up, offering a wide variety of Chinese and Western buffet options.

Bell and Stone were already waiting in the food area, like two little dogs waiting to be fed.

Huiming also arrived at the entrance early to help. He took off his monk's robe and wore the resort staff's uniform polo shirt. He was meticulously assisting in maintaining order and guiding vehicles. However, his shiny bald head was still conspicuous in the crowd.

Fatty Li, with his sharp eyes, saw Lin Xiaoman and her group coming down and quickly ran over to greet them. A layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead, but his smile remained warm: "Uncle-Master Feng, Senior Lin, Senior Sister Xiaoling, Senior Sister Zhao, you've finally come down! Most of the media friends have arrived. The ribbon-cutting ceremony will begin soon. Chairman Zhao is already in the VIP room."

Feng Xiaolu nodded with a grin, "Well done, Fatty Junior Nephew."

Zhao Mengmeng smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, junior brother."

Li Pangzi was even happier to hear this, and he enthusiastically introduced the opening process and the guests.

They then discussed topics such as media, ribbon-cutting, and speeches.

At first, Xiaoling stood on tiptoe and looked around curiously, but after listening for a while, she found that the adults were talking about words she didn't quite understand, such as "customer traffic," "brand exposure," and "cooperation prospects," so she found it a bit boring.

She released Zhao Mengmeng's hand, her big, dark eyes scanning the crowd before quickly locking onto the bell in front of the food court not far away.

Little Ling'er's eyes lit up, and she ran towards the bell and the stone.

"Lingdang!" Little Ling'er ran to Lingdang's side and tugged at her sleeve.

Lingdang was listlessly staring at the constantly replenished dessert towers in the food court, muttering "So slow," when Xiaoling pulled her. She turned around, her face expressionless, and asked, "What?"

"The adults are all talking about business and the media, it's so boring." Xiaoling pouted, then became excited again, pointing to an area decorated with colorful balloons and cartoon standees at the other end of the main street, "Over there! The newly opened children's playground! There's a carousel, a miniature train, and trampolines! Mengmeng said we can go in and play anytime! So let's go together?"

Bell glanced in that direction, her interest waning: "...Childish."

"What's childish about it!" Little Ling'er persisted, tugging at the bell's sleeve and shaking it gently. "It's so much fun! Brother Stone, come along too!" She then looked at the stone beside her.

Stone scratched his head and smiled憨厚ly, "I'll listen to my little master..."

Lingdang glanced at Xiaoling'er's bright, expectant eyes, then looked at Lin Xiaoman and Zhao Mengmeng, who were still surrounded by the media and Li Pangzi and others in the distance. It seemed that this was not going to end anytime soon.

She pouted, then finally relented: "...Fine. It's boring here anyway."

"Yay!!" Little Ling jumped up happily, grabbed the bell with one hand, and headed towards the amusement park.