Douglas Langley was filled with heroic spirit and said, “Good, when the time comes, you and I will join forces to rescue your mother and reunite our family!”

“Mm!” Henry Langley nodded.

“But, you still have to obediently go to Huyang Academy for me!” Douglas Langley suddenly changed the subject.

Henry Langley couldn’t help but feel frustrated. He had already shown such outstanding talent, so why did his father still not trust him and insist on sending him to Huyang Academy? But his father was thinking of his best interests and meant well.

Fine, he’d go. After all, cultivation was the same anywhere, and besides, Cangyun Town was too small and couldn’t possibly provide the resources he needed for cultivation.

Chapter 0014: The Obsession of the Former Self

Henry Langley told Douglas Langley about the despicable deeds of Clark Langley and his son and grandson. Clearly, those three generations wouldn’t let things go and would surely cause trouble, so Douglas Langley needed to be prepared.

“I understand!” Douglas Langley appeared supremely confident. He had been in direct conflict with Clark Langley for over a decade, yet Clark Langley was still only the chief steward, suppressed by him all this time.

Back in the day, he too had been a prodigy, a force to be reckoned with. If not for his spiritual root being destroyed, what would someone like Clark Langley amount to?

“Hmph, if he dares bully my son, I swear I won’t be a Ling if I don’t beat him so badly he’s bedridden for a month!” His eyes turned cold as he spoke fiercely.

The old man of our family is also someone who fiercely protects his own—just my kind of person!

Henry Langley chatted with his father for a while longer before leaving.

—As the head of a large family, Douglas Langley naturally had many matters to attend to. Besides, he still had to go teach that old dog Clark Langley a lesson for daring to bully his son while he was away.

Henry Langley had no interest in watching that old dog get beaten up by Douglas Langley. He returned to his own room and began to ponder his next steps.

Cultivation couldn’t do without the support of pills. In his previous life, the reason he was able to reach the Heaven-Human Realm within two hundred years was because he himself was a genius in alchemy. However, even the cleverest housewife can’t cook without rice. Although he now possessed all the knowledge of alchemy, he still needed materials.

And the higher the grade of the pill, the more expensive the required materials. To be honest, the wealth of the The Langley Family in the face of such materials could be summed up in one word—poor!

He had to do something, or else his cultivation speed would never reach the desired level.

Simple—make money.

Henry Langley thought of two methods for now.

First, sell cultivation techniques and martial skills. In his previous life, he had memorized countless top-tier secret arts; just auctioning off one could fetch a fortune. However, this wasn’t advisable.

Because the current Henry Langley was too weak.

If he were still at the Heaven-Human Realm, then bringing out a Heaven-grade technique would make others wary of having any ill intentions. But now? He’d only attract attention and be forced to hand over even more techniques.

If he were to sell, he could only sell techniques and martial skills that matched his current martial level, and not too many at that.

So that left the second method—selling pills.

This was his old profession, and alchemists were highly respected. Anyone who dared disrespect an alchemist would easily incur public wrath, so everyone would think twice before acting.

Currently in the Rain Country, at least eighty percent of alchemists were under the control of the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion, while the remaining twenty percent were honored guests of major families and sects, and the pills they refined were consumed internally, never sold to outsiders.

Finally, there were some alchemists who were lone wolves, not serving anyone. When they ran out of money, they’d refine some pills to sell, living freely.

In a place like Cangyun Town, all high-grade pills were controlled by the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion and could only be bought there. As for low-grade pills, the Pavilion distributed them to the town’s two major families for sale. It was a case of “I eat the meat, you drink the soup”—everyone made a profit, since the two families were the local powers.

These two families were the The Langley Family and the The Foster Family, each able to get fifty percent of the low-grade pills from the Heavenly Medicine Pavilion.

But even just “drinking the soup,” the two families made a killing in the pill business.

—Pills were an extremely lucrative industry, which was one reason why alchemists were so highly valued by all the major powers. If a family or sect didn’t have their own alchemist, their pill expenses would be astronomical.

In this life, Henry Langley didn’t want to spend too much energy on alchemy, so he only wanted to be a freelance alchemist—refining pills when he needed money, just enough for his own use.

That settled it—support martial arts with alchemy.

However, now that Douglas Langley had returned, Henry Langley’s freedom was also restricted, and he was immediately sent off to the academy by his father.

Of course, it wasn’t Huyang Academy, but Cangyun Academy.

Huyang Academy was established by the royal family of the Rain Country, while Cangyun Academy was also state-run, but in terms of resources, the two were worlds apart. Still, Douglas Langley hoped that Henry Langley could make a name for himself at Cangyun Academy. Fathers always want to see their sons succeed and become the most outstanding person.

Naturally, Henry Langley didn’t want to disappoint his father, so he went to the academy. Anyway, he had nothing else to do, so he’d just go for a few days, make a splash, and satisfy his father’s wish to see his son succeed. Then Douglas Langley wouldn’t bother him anymore.

Besides, he also wanted to fulfill the former self’s long-cherished wish—to wash away the reputation of being a good-for-nothing.