Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1560: Chapter 1560: Wu Family

A Nascent Soul female cultivator came over. Su Yuanyuan glanced at her, was her bone age five hundred years old already? Such an old monster, right?

Looking at Tian Yan with schadenfreude. Serves you right for looking for entertainment.

"Senior, I am Wu Jing, greatly honored to meet you today."

Tian Yan remained silent, not even looking at her. In his heart, he thought this fake Nascent Soul, propped up by elixirs, is nothing compared to Su Yuanyuan.

"Senior, this is a special product from our Wu Family. Please accept it."

"You may step back."

Though it’s unnecessary, maintaining this bit of face is still needed. After all, this Nascent Soul cultivator has a significant role in the Wu Family.

Wu Jing felt deeply embarrassed. Spoiled as she was, her face clouded instantly.

Wu Family Master was terrified. Although only around twenty people came, it’s impossible they’d send over any cowardly weaklings. The Wu Family really can’t afford to offend the Xuantian Sect now.

If a conflict really broke out, the other three families would only stand by watching, perhaps even adding insult to injury.

"Mind your manners."

Wu Family Master hurried over. Tian Yan remained unfazed, only waved his hand. He still had that level of grace, not wanting to lower his stature.

Wu Jing’s face grew even uglier, with the Family Master shaming her in front of all family elites and outsiders.

Spoiled as she was, she also knew the dangers. She dared to show a grim face but didn’t dare behave too excessively.

Seeing the smile on Qi Wen’s face made her even more irate, thinking she was the butt of the joke.

She left, flinging her sleeves, her face as dark as if dripping water.

Wu Family Master accompanied with a forced smile, it was so tough, why couldn’t things just be easier?

The banquet felt a bit awkward now, but Feng Yan, being quite resourceful, exchanged a few words to the accompanying Wu Family cultivator, and the atmosphere improved considerably.

Wu Family Master left, Qi Wen teasing Tian Yan with a smile.

"Junior sister, that’s not nice, how could you laugh at senior brother’s misfortune?"

"Senior brother, though you’re aging, your peach blossoms are still blooming, just look how the other female cultivators of Wu Family gaze at you affectionately."

"For me, it’s not indulgence, but a humiliation. Is my taste really so low?"

Qi Wen fell silent at this, Tian Yan’s dismissive attitude towards women was off-putting to her, just looked down upon, overall.

The banquet continued, then a white-haired elder entered, also a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

He somewhat arrogantly saluted Tian Yan.

"Welcome, Daojun, to our Wu Family."

Tian Yan nodded briefly, "Hmm."

The atmosphere hit a cold pause.

Wu Family Master came to introduce "Daojun, this is our Wu Family’s ancestral True Monarch."

Tian Yan nodded. This one had little vitality left, no chances to advance further, just awaiting death.

At this time, Wu Family Young Master and Feng Yan had made arrangements for a small trading event.

This is mutually beneficial, naturally no one would refuse.

Wu Family Master chuckled, "Since there’s a trading event, why not host an exchange event, where we can spar and learn from each other?"

Feng Yan waved his hand in agreement, "That would be splendid. We also wish to witness the flair of local Daoist friends."

Both sides reaching consensus to compete in the Four Arts and have a tournament.

The morning would be the tournament, after the evening banquet, disciples gathered at Feng Yan’s courtyard.

Deliberated for a bit, couldn’t expect to win it all, losing in the Four Arts was no big deal.

Of course, the seniors wouldn’t participate, since it’d be a matter of face.

The whole family entered the space, they knew well they’d not participate the next day.

"Mom, let Second Brother bring out some good items for the trading event."

"Keep a low profile. We’ll not participate in anything."

No necessity, too excellent and one becomes hated.

The next day, the family came out to watch the tournament.

Feng Yan, being the host, naturally wouldn’t participate. Tian Yan didn’t come at all. Two Nascent Soul cultivators attending was quite respectful enough.

The four family members sat in main seats, watching the competitions above.

"Mom, their cultivation technique is pretty good."

"Each has their own strengths."

"Yes, tomorrow let’s visit Duobao Pavilion here, wondering if we’ve been blacklisted as clients by Duobao Pavilion."

Su Yuanyuan laughed, "That wouldn’t matter." One goal of their mission this time was investigating Duobao Pavilion covertly, frequent visits could gauge Duobao Pavilion’s attitude.

The competition above had begun, not only they didn’t wish to go overboard, so did the Wu Family.

This really was just a friendly match.

The nineteen Xuantian Sect cultivators hardly accepted Wu Family’s challenges.

Wu Family may not be the largest family, seeing the cultivators, felt suitable, opponents with matching cultivation levels challenged them.

Su Yuanyuan thought this was also Wu Family showcasing themselves.

This was normal; it was fairly exciting too.

Tan Shaoting worried his wife was fatigued, informed Wu Family Master they’d rest.

Qi Wen wished to accompany her mother, she hated much attention upon her.

"Fellow Daoist, wait a moment."

Qi Wen glanced at Wu Jing speaking, she was a senior, no need to acknowledge her.

Wu Yi quickly said, "I wish for a contest with the senior."

Qi Wen was now Golden Core Ninth Layer, almost at Great Perfection, ready for Nascent Soul transition,

Wu Jing was now Second-Layer Nascent Soul, Qi Wen cleaning her up was no problem,

But agreeing like that wouldn’t be face-saving.

Wu Family Master was anxious, they couldn’t dare anger this one, Mu Tian’s reputation was notable in Outer Sea, once without peer.

Qi Wen just watched Wu Jing calmly, "What qualifies you to challenge me?"

Wu Jing, holding back anger, felt dismissed, seeing her defeated would certainly deflate her arrogance.

Qi Wen remained just as aloof.

"Senior, I wish to witness the flair of a Great Power’s disciple, I think everyone has this thought."

"You hold this thought and I must fulfill it for you?"

Wu Jing, even more hateful inside, "Senior, please fulfill it."

Qi Wen suddenly agreed, nodding quickly, "Hmm. Alright, I’ll fulfill it for you."

Wu Jing was ecstatic, not expecting this fool to agree, awaited her victory stomping Qi Wen beneath her feet!

Feng Yan too received word. The tournament paused there.

Su Yuanyuan sat back again, such an unspoken act was clear.

Qi Wen leisurely went to beneath the stage, Feng Yan approached, "Ancestral Elder."

"It’s fine."

She floated onto the arena stage, while Wu Jing dramatically in white clothing soared up too.

Convinced herself to be the most formidable among female cultivators.

Seeing Su Yuanyuan and her daughter made her feel extremely unbalanced.

One a disciple of Great Power, though only Golden Core, of high status, the other late-stage Nascent Soul.

Human nature has them pick on the weak, she couldn’t handle late-stage Nascent Soul, couldn’t handle this Golden Core?