Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1406: Treating to a Meal

Qi Wen still collected the stakes from both the father and daughter.

"Nephew, you sure have won a lot from me."

"Uncle, with your wealth, this is nothing."

"Hahaha, you have a keen eye, little girl."

Qi Wen was too lazy to bother with him. She left with a smile, clutching the storage bag.

During dinner, the family talked about the battle scheduled for tomorrow.

"Let’s talk about it tomorrow."

The next day, she met Yao Chenyi. Su Yuanyuan felt that the cultivation world was full of handsome men, and this Yao Chenyi was more like a sword cultivator than a magic cultivator.

"Junior Sister Su, shall we have a stable sword contest this time? Using spiritual power to transform into swords for the duel."

Su Yuanyuan smiled, "Sure."

Su Yuanyuan conjured a fire spirit sword.

Yao Chenyi laughed. "Why doesn’t Junior Sister use the wood spirit sword or water spirit sword? That would save spiritual power."

Su Yuanyuan held the spirit sword with flames flickering and smiled, "I want to try if the fire spirit sword could work."

"Then I’ll use the golden spirit sword."

Their playful battle opened the cultivators’ eyes below. It was the first time seeing such a situation, and they found it quite refreshing. It turned out spells could be used this way.

This was also a test of spiritual power control. The two exchanged blows, both using over fifty percent of their spiritual power.

Su Yuanyuan initially thought of conceding. But Yao Chenyi was indeed formidable; she could only see through seventy percent of his moves.

Gradually, she became more focused.

Yao Chenyi gained even more respect for Su Yuanyuan. A female cultivator able to match him in controlling spiritual power and sword transformation was truly impressive.

He had practiced spiritual power sword transformation for quite some time, but it seemed like Su Yuanyuan was using it for the first time. And she managed to maintain it for so long?

After an hour, they got familiar with each other. Just as Su Yuanyuan was about to concede, Yao Chenyi unexpectedly spoke first.

This left Su Yuanyuan quite frustrated, making Yao Chenyi laugh inwardly.

"Junior Sister, I admit defeat."

"Brother Yao, I am the one who should concede."

"Junior Sister Su, I truly lost. We have quite a gap between us, and I’ve practiced spiritual power sword transformation for a long time. Junior Sister Su is a genius; you mastered it so quickly that I have no face to continue."

"Brother, this is our contest. If we were outside, as enemies, I wouldn’t even know how I’d end up dead."

Yao Chenyi bowed. "Junior Sister Su, I lost, and I wholeheartedly admit defeat."

Su Yuanyuan mentally groaned; what was going on? She had intended to concede but ended up a step behind.

For this match, Master Mo Yu, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator from the Law Enforcement Peak, came onto the stage as the judge.

"In this contest, Su Yuanyuan wins."

Both bowed again, and Su Yuanyuan expressionlessly jumped down. Tan Shaoting was waiting on the side, as he knew his wife well. She was genuinely unhappy.

This situation displeased the gambling cultivators below. Some, blinded by their losses, protested, "Brother Yao, how could you concede? You obviously could win!"

"Yes, Brother, how could you lose? My spirit stones!"

Yao Chenyi kept a straight face, "I was no match; I’m far inferior to Junior Sister Su."

"But—"

"No buts."

Yao Chenyi left, followed by his brothers and disciples.

They were also quite frustrated. Knowing Yao Chenyi well, this situation was highly unusual.

On the stage, Feng Yan wore a big smile. He had really profited this time.

Qi Wen claimed the stakes for their father and son. "Nephew, let’s get rich together."

"Uncle, I can’t compare to you. You’re truly wealthy, while I’m just pocket change, a drizzle."

"Nephew is too humble. Come, uncle will treat you to a meal—the best and most expensive."

"Thank you for your kind offer, uncle, but I already have other plans."

Qi Wen mentally grumbled; who would want to mingle with someone like Feng Yan?

"Let’s go together. It’s my treat."

"How could I refuse?"

"No problem. It’s a small matter; let’s go. I’ll take you to a place you’ve never been before."

Miao Xiaotong and the other three had no choice but to follow. Actually, they were willing to get acquainted with Feng Yan due to his status.

Although Xuantian Sect’s rules were strict, such a large sect inevitably had some shady dealings. Having a good relationship with someone like Feng Yan would facilitate many things in the future.

The most displeased was Qi Wen. She wanted to refuse, but this person couldn’t even hear a rejection?

She sent a sound transmission talisman to her mother, explaining who she was with and what she was doing.

Feng Yan observed the unwilling young girl, finding it amusing. For someone of his status in Xuantian Sect, everyone wanted to cozy up to him and build rapport, but this girl truly seemed reluctant.

"Nephew, I’ll take you to a place you’ll certainly find satisfactory."

"If uncle says it’s a good place, it must be a good place," Cheng Xiaoya said with a smile, trying to please Feng Yan.

The atmosphere turned awkward as Qi Yan said nothing, making Cheng Xiaoya’s face turn red, her head lowered at the back.

She felt quite unbalanced, as her parents were just ordinary disciples of Xuantian Sect, and her spirit root was of three spiritual roots. Struggling in the Outer Sect, she aimed to quickly establish a Foundation to enter the Inner Sect."

But where could she find enough cultivation resources?

During a mission, she noticed Tan Qiweng’s high-grade array plate and realized she must be wealthy, thus wanting to befriend her.

However, Tan Qiweng was always lukewarm. This time she thought she could build relations, and with such a significant figure as Feng Yan, who would have thought he would ignore her.

Exiting the sect, "Nephew, come to my flying sword. It’s fast. I’ll tell you, arriving late at night, there won’t be anything to eat."

Qi Wen was indifferent; since she had come out, she felt no malice, so she stepped onto the flying sword.

Miao Xiaotong and the other three awkwardly remained below.

"You can come up too," the tone differing from earlier conversation, the preference evident.

Feng Yan’s flying sword was quite fast, and they soon reached the workshop.

"Nephew, you won’t regret coming."

Leading the way, Feng Yan was followed by five Qi Cultivation disciples.

After a while, they arrived at civilian houses behind.

Feng Yan, noticing Qi Wen’s curious look, smiled and gestured several times; the array was activated.

Qi Wen glanced at it, seeing it was derived from the Three Talents Formation, apparently set by someone skilled.

Upon entering, they were greeted by an overwhelming fragrance.

"How is it, Nephew?"

"It’s indeed fragrant, uncle. Within our sect’s workshop, there wouldn’t be any underhanded druggings, would there?"

Feng Yan laughed heartily. "Nephew’s imagination is too rich. Rest assured, there certainly won’t be anything like that, I guarantee."