The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 360 - 213: Battlefield2

Fatty Qi admired and said: "The fairy is indeed powerful! Wutuo City values comrce over agriculture, so here, matters of trade flourish." She suddenly realized. No wonder this place was brimming with vitality and wild energy.

The city is truly imnse. Fatty Qi purchased three fine horses to ride, and even so, it took them two hours just to reach the front gate of Qi Mansion.

It turns out that the Qi Family is indeed a major household in Wutuo City. Right in front of her stood the Qi Family Mansion, a massive complex of buildings. By her estimation, the mansion occupied over a hundred thousand square ters. Although the walls were a yellow-gray color, they were beautifully decorated with carved beams and painted rafters.

Seeing Ning Xiaoxian’s eyes widen, Fatty Qi was obviously very proud and grinned as he introduced, "Our ho has a total of one hundred and ten courtyards and seven hundred rooms. Fairy, if you wish to establish a residence here, our entire family, including Qi San, would be extrely grateful."

So Sects would connect with mortals of high status, and whenever they went to the mortal world for matters, they would stay in the host’s best courtyard, known as a ’residence point.’ This was usually not open to other guests and was cleaned daily in readiness for the arrival of an Immortal. But even so, this was the highest honor a mortal family could receive, as it signified that their family was blessed and protected by either an Immortal or a Great Demon, and thus destined for a future of longevity and great wealth.

She smiled, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Fatty Qi rely ntioned it, not truly expecting her to agree to establish a residence in his ho. He then approached the grand entrance of Qi Mansion and shouted loudly, "Your Qi San has returned, you wretched louts, open the gate quickly!"

After shouting twice, a small crack opened in the door, and the person inside, startled by Fatty Qi, quickly opened the main gate.

A servant dashed inside to report. Probably because the Qi Mansion was so large, it took a long ti for the ssage to be relayed back and forth. As a result, she and Tu Jin, both "Immortals," stood at the gate for a long, long ti—so long that Fatty Qi’s face had stiffened, and the family had yet to co out to greet them. The city’s poor greenery ant that when a breeze blew, it brought with it a coating of yellow dust that settled on the trio...

"Forget it!" Tu Jin, being impatient by nature, transford into the Qishou, carrying Ning Xiaoxian on his back and grabbing Fatty Qi in his mouth, and soared into the air!

However, he wasn’t leaving the city but simply flying up to search for people. Indeed, after hovering low for a few rounds, he saw seven or eight sedan chairs hurriedly making their way toward the gate. He couldn’t be bothered to speak further and directly landed in front of the chairs.

A Great Demon descending from the sky imdiately caused the sedan carriers to collapse in fright on the ground, the chairs tilting over. The won of the house had just lifted the curtains to peek and, disregarding their lung capacity, started shrieking loudly.

The scene was one of utter chaos.

Ning Xiaoxian touched her forehead with her hand, puzzled as to how a simple house visit had turned into sothing resembling a highway robbery.

Luckily, although Fatty Qi was plain-looking, he had a strong heart, and even after being carried in the air by the Qishou, his legs were still steady when they landed.

Next, was a scene Ning Xiaoxian often saw in TV dramas, the returning wanderer. An old ancestor of the Qi Family, white-haired and trembling, erged from the sedan. Whether it was due to poor legs or the shock from the Qishou, he called out "Qi San!" and, with the help of a maid, wept bitterly with Fatty Qi.

Qi San? That was too humorous. She applied her Breathing Control Technique again and again to suppress her laughter. It wouldn’t be appropriate to laugh loudly while the family was sharing their heartfelt feelings.

She and Tu Jin stood in the middle like statues, with Tu Jin always maintaining his aloof deanor, while she had to adopt the tranquil posture of an Immortal. Her acute senses made her aware of the aningful glances from various n and won who erged from the other sedans towards both Fatty Qi and herself—envy, jealousy, hatred, and disdain towards him; awe and fear towards both of them.

The impression Cultivators left on mortals was probably limited to these two types, she sighed inwardly.

Shortly after, a middle-aged woman arrived and took over from the Qi Family ancestor, continuing to weep with Fatty Qi for a while longer. From her choked words, it could be surmised that this was Fatty Qi’s mother.

The others could only stand respectfully aside, keeping their distance from Ning Xiaoxian and Tu Jin.

After a good while, the three red-eyed individuals eventually stood up. Fatty Qi began introducing Ning Xiaoxian to his family, clearly and concisely explaining his rescue and highlighting the imposing elegance and profound Mana of Ning Xiaoxian and Tu Jin.

"Even the other Immortals who were rescued with are grateful to Immortal Ning, leaving their tokens to form a bond of Qin and Jin..." Ning Xiaoxian spat disdainfully, ’Qin and Jin’ referred to intermarrying between two families, and this tactless fool was casually misusing it.

Although the Qi Family was wealthy, after all, they were still mortals. The onlookers were stunned montarily, their gazes shifting from awe to worship towards the two.

Even Tu Jin nodded secretly, surprised that despite his clumsy appearance, Fatty Qi was actually quite articulate. But Ning Xiaoxian knew that the higher Fatty Qi lifted their status, the greater the skills he attributed to them, the more stable his own position in the Qi Family would beco.

Having been away for three years, any authority he originally held would have already been stripped clean by other family mbers. Now, wielding the power of Immortals, he likely reclaid many benefits. This was equivalent to ’returning what was mine and spewing back what was ingested.’ (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian) to cast your recomndation and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian to continue reading.)