Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1629: Thoughts in 1629

Qi Hao smiled. Even in the Cultivation World, people admire heroes and seek connections with strong individuals.

The reasoning is quite similar, isn’t it? He felt he understood the importance of strength even more clearly.

So, it’s not like he gained nothing from this experience, right?

He’s now controlling himself not to extend his Divine Sense as he’s truly tired of certain matters and doesn’t want to see some people’s ugly faces.

In the following days, he would go out in the morning and return at night, occasionally observing those heroes and martial artists.

Watching some people seriously fighting over a single disagreement, adopting a frenzied stance— what’s the point? Unable to control their temper.

Also, there were a few men chasing after a woman, who looked like a magpie in bloom, which was rather unattractive to him.

His brothers were the same. They had high expectations for partners, all wanting a love like their parents’.

To his surprise, even some children tagged along, watching them perform martial arts tricks, finding it rather entertaining.

The actions of these children were very nimble, truly promising prospects for martial arts.

Sects would come here to recruit disciples. He wondered if these children had Spirit Roots, as they seemed quite likable.

After one performance, the four children were sweating, yet when the middle-aged man came to collect money, very few gave any.

Qi Hao handed over a silver ingot. That middle-aged man expressed his gratitude effusively.

Others also looked at Qi Hao, making him feel that they were quite poor. Was this little silver really worth it?

The next round was performed even more energetically. Observing their swordsmanship, Qi Hao genuinely felt it was quite good.

During the collection, that middle-aged man avoided him.

Even at noon when they dispersed, Qi Hao still stood there watching.

"Warrior, thank you for your assistance."

"No problem, who are these four children to you?"

"Two are my children and the other two are my niece and nephew."

"Let’s go, I’ll treat you all to a meal while we chat."

The restaurant here was bustling with diners. They gathered in the main hall, and Qi Hao ordered a variety of meat dishes for them.

The four children were genuinely delighted. Due to their poor living conditions, they relied on street performances for income. This kind-hearted person not only gave silver but also treated them to good food.

After they filled their bellies, Qi Hao departed, holding a favorable impression of the four children. Given fate and opportunity, he would check their Spirit Roots; he might consider taking them to the Cultivation World.

In the afternoon, he was at the teahouse drinking tea, listening to people’s gossip.

It was quite interesting, though he disliked the gossip about men and women, but there were plenty of discussions on these topics.

The magpie, seen days ago, entered followed by several men.

Qi Hao was very curious— do these people’s eyes have problems?

Suddenly, he recalled his sister’s saying about how everyone has their own preferences, feeling somewhat speechless.

The woman was overly affected and appeared uncomfortable, speaking in an irritatingly coy manner, causing Qi Hao to get goosebumps.

Several men were even vying for her affections. Qi Hao felt that if all women were like her, he’d never marry— he simply couldn’t accept it.

In the sect, even if female disciples were interested, they wouldn’t dare show it. Now he felt women in the Cultivation World seemed more reserved compared to women from the Mortal World.

Truly unwilling to see them, he paid the bill and left.

The number of people here increased daily. Apparently, those participating in the Martial Arts Tournament were quite numerous. Were their skills really that exceptional?

The next day, before heading out, he was stopped by Jiang Hongxia.

"I want to spar with you."

Qi Hao sidestepped her, completely ignoring her— too irritating.

Jiang Hongxia had never been treated like this. Furious, she stopped Qi Hao again, "If you don’t spar with me, I’ll follow you every day, wherever you go, I go."

Qi Hao thought this was like a stubborn plaster?

Looking at the spoiled woman before him, "Fine, what do you want to compete in?"

"Of course, in movement technique! Yanyang, go call Dad and Brother for fairness."

Qi Hao had no objection. Previously, he considered humoring her, as there was no need to argue with a mortal woman, but seeing how relentless she was, he changed his mind.

Jiang Yushan and Jiang Liangcheng approached, "Friend Tan, we sincerely apologize for the inconvenience caused to you."

Qi Hao shook his head, "No worries, how do we compete?"

Qinggong includes movement techniques, which indeed allow wall-climbing.

Jiang Hongxia was very confident. She believed she could do it easily, until she saw the man who moved as if on flat ground, at a steady pace, which shattered her confidence.

This alone made Jiang Hongxia quiet down.

Qi Hao cupped his hands and left.

Jiang family’s father and son looked at her.

"Hongxia, you’re very good; don’t dwell on Tan Qihao’s matters."

"Brother, am I really lacking that much?"

"Silly girl, you know yourself that talent is required for cultivation. Besides, competing against men serves no purpose for a girl like you."

Jiang Yushan was very satisfied with Qi Hao, looking at his disheartened young woman, "Hongxia, what do you think of Tan Qihao?"

It was reported that Tan Qihao is very wealthy; where else could they find a son-in-law like him? They hoped this silly girl wouldn’t refuse.

Jiang Hongxia paused briefly, then became indignant, "I refuse, he’s too ugly."

"Silly girl, what use is a handsome man? Skill is what truly matters."

"Even so, I refuse."

Jiang Yushan felt helpless; such a good choice, and she refused— truly a silly child.

Jiang Yan Yang, meanwhile, was intrigued but wisely remained silent. She knew if Jiang Hongxia discovered her intentions, she’d compete no matter the refusal. Better to discuss it with her mother.

"Yanyang, are you willing? Isn’t that man quite ugly?"

"Not ugly, just not good-looking."

"If you’re willing, I’ll talk to your father."

"Mom, you should talk; Dad wants to ally with him, surely he won’t oppose."

"Yanyang, have you truly thought it over?"

"Yes, it’s not a bad option. If that woman intervenes, what would there be for me?"

"Alright, I understand. I’ll discuss with your father today."

In the evening, Jiang Yushan didn’t initially intend to come here, but she found someone to invite him.

After their affectionate time, "Husband, Yanyang is also grown, you should consider finding a husband for her. I merely wish our daughter can find a good family, not seeking great wealth, but capable people who treat our Yanyang well."

Jiang Yushan’s heart skipped, indeed, if Hongxia was unwilling, wasn’t there still Yanyang? If Tan Qihao became his son-in-law, even if he became the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, wouldn’t he still heed him? Yes, that’s the plan.