"Old man, what are we going to do now..."
Yang Fengxiang, who was thrown into the rundown old house in Xinghua Village, began to cry: "Daya is so unfilial, she actually dumped us here. I really regret it; I shouldn’t have let her survive back then. Such an unfilial, ungrateful girl should have been thrown into the pond to drown."
Chu Chengxi’s face was still sowhat pale as he sat on the doorstep, deep in thought: "Old woman, actually it’s not the worst situation right now."
"Not the worst? We’ve been thrown into the Mortal World to live as ordinary people; Daya has no heart..."
"No one is watching your antics here. Listen to ." Chu Chengxi’s voice was displeased; he disliked Yang Fengxiang’s noise.
Yang Fengxiang realized this and imdiately stopped crying. She walked over to Chu Chengxi and sat down by the door: "Old man, you always have ideas; do you have sothing in mind? Pingyu still doesn’t know when he will co out of seclusion, we have no way to go to the Cultivation World. Even if we could reach the Cultivation World, the Mystical Moon Sect is likely out of reach."
Back then, it was Daya who took them to the Cultivation World, and now it’s her who sent them back.
They don’t know the way, and the Cultivation World is full of dangers; they don’t dare to act rashly. So places have various restrictions, arrays, barriers, and not to ntion those who kill for treasures.
After entering the Mystical Moon Sect, they never went anywhere else because it was too dangerous and their strength was not enough.
"Pingyu’s seclusion is unpredictable," Chu Chengxi frowned, "so we can’t place all our hopes on Pingyu. We should wait for Pingyu to co out, but we can’t do nothing. It’s indeed infuriating that Daidi sent us back."
Chu Chengxi suddenly changed the topic: "We’re now in Xinghua Village, in the Mortal World, a place of ordinary people. Do you know what this ans?"
Seeing that Yang Fengxiang hadn’t responded yet, Chu Chengxi spoke with a hint of excitent: "Our strength is at the bottom in the Cultivation World, but in this small Mortal World, what we know is sothing that ordinary people envy. In their eyes, we are Immortals."
Yang Fengxiang’s eyes widened, that’s right, their cultivation didn’t count for much in the Cultivation World, but here, they’re gods in the eyes of mortals.
She grabbed Chu Chengxi: "Old man, so what should we do?"
"The villagers don’t know what happened to us, or even that we’ve returned. We’ll pretend we’re here to visit our old ho and plan to stay for a while, displaying so of our skills, and we’ll have no worries about food and drink."
"They will certainly spread the word that we’re Immortal Masters, and then people will co seeking us for things, and acquiring wealth will be easy. But we need dicinal materials, not money; so aged herbs will be very beneficial to us, and if we can get Spirit Stones, that would be even better."
"Old man, I’ll follow your lead."
...
"Is the little brother still showing no sign of coming out of seclusion?"
"No, Xiao Yuee Shishu."
"Hmm."
Chu XiaoYuee has been feeling uneasy lately. Chu Qianyan indeed didn’t pay attention to her, but she just couldn’t shake the feeling that sothing was going to happen.
As a cultivator, intuition is very accurate, the fact that Chu Qianyan rcilessly drove those two old folks away shows the other party almost saw through everything and won’t protect the Chu Family anymore.
She took a lot from Bao Yuee Peak before; if the other party rembers one day, they might co to settle the score with her, probably ending up just like those two old folks.
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