Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1567: Chapter 1567: Leaving the Wu Family Territory

It’s quite boring, so we might as well take a walk around the Spiritual Food Pavilion.

The Spiritual Food Pavilion and Duobao Pavilion are both chains; if Duobao Pavilion has issues, the Spiritual Food Pavilion will be somewhat affected as well.

The group arrived on the second floor and sat by the window.

Qi Hong was in charge of ordering, choosing dishes that the family liked.

The food came quickly, and they listened to the cultivators here chatting while eating.

Mostly, it was about them. Locals are somewhat resistant to foreign cultivators.

The most talked-about topic was Tian Yan. Qi Wen laughed as she watched the great power leisurely drinking tea.

"Senior brother’s mindset is really good."

"Can I stop others from gossiping?"

"Exactly, like that."

Next, Qi Wen was not so happy because they were talking about the appearance of her and her mother.

Although there were no lewd words, Qi Wen still didn’t like it.

This time, Tian Yan laughed and looked at Qi Wen, "Junior sister, your composure isn’t enough."

"Yes, not as good as senior brother’s."

Wu Yanhui entered the City Lord Mansion; he is the young master. Although there’s a city lord here, people still respect him the same.

Wu Zhihao received the news and came out, unexpectedly seeing his third brother.

"Third brother, Yanhui, how come you have time to come here?"

"Fifth uncle. I came with the Xuantian Sect."

"The cultivators of the Xuantian Sect are here?"

"Yes."

"I’ll have the steward notify them; we shall host a banquet this evening."

Wu Yanhui wasn’t in the best mood, but he didn’t say anything.

Wu Jiahao arranged for the steward to invite them, but they were not there.

Wu Yanhui really wanted to ask fifth uncle if he wasn’t aware that a large number of unfamiliar cultivators had come to town?

But considering the elder relationship, he decided to tell his father later.

Feng Yan and a few others wandered around outside, bringing back some novelties for acquaintances.

Feng Yan entered a Wu family shop and looked at the magic artifacts there.

He found a pair of double rings quite impressive. Understanding some artifact refining, he saw that the artifact refining technique was quite good. He planned to buy it as a gift for his junior sister who couldn’t come this time and felt disappointed.

The price was indeed high, but he wasn’t someone who lacked money.

"Senior, you have a good eye. These double rings were refined by our Wu Family’s honored guest elder."

Feng Yan nodded with a smile, while the others who came with him bought nothing, finding everything quite expensive.

They planned to rest for a couple of days here, so they returned when it got dark.

Seeing someone waiting outside the door, Feng Yan raised an eyebrow.

"Senior, I am the steward from the City Lord Mansion. I came to invite you to the City Lord Mansion for a banquet this evening."

Feng Yan shook his head, "Thank you for the invitation, but we’re a bit embarrassed, so we won’t bother the City Lord. Just pass this message along, please."

The steward was at a loss for words as they were being openly refused.

At this time, Su Yuanyuan and the others returned, having learned quite a bit of information.

Feng Yan and his group of four joined the Tan Family’s courtyard.

"Ancestor, I refused their invitation."

"It’s fine, we won’t attend."

"If the ancestor isn’t going, then we naturally won’t go either."

Tian Yan stayed here, mainly to let the disciples gain more experience.

The next day, the steward came again. Feng Yan refused once more.

In the City Lord Mansion, Wu Jiahao frowned, "Is this not giving us face?"

Wu Yanhui also said nothing; after all, they were leaving the next day.

This time, Wu Jiahao personally went, but still found no one there. The message was clear: they were here to see the local customs, not to trouble the City Lord.

The Tan Family didn’t go out today. Su Yuanyuan didn’t want to move, so the family stayed with her.

Qi Wen talked with her mother’s unborn sister. This little one seemed clueless, but it was interesting nonetheless.

"Dad, you should think of a name for the sister now."

After confirming it’s a daughter, Tan Shaoting had been thinking of names—if not a thousand, then at least eight hundred—but none satisfied him yet.

Seeing her father’s dilemma, Qi Wen found it amusing, recalling how it took a long time to settle on the names Qi Hao and Qi Xuan as well.

"Mom, how come the sister said she was hungry?"

Su Yuanyuan nodded helplessly, "She’s been feeling hungry quite often."

"Does that mean she’s growing bigger?"

Su Yuanyuan nodded, confirming the rapid growth over the past month.

"Alright, I’ll go feed her."

The couple entered the space, as even three sips of immortal water were hardly enough now.

"What if I transform into a Divinity and she’s not born yet? If she gets hungry during my heavenly tribulation, it would be troublesome."

Revealing the immortal water is not an option.

"No way," Tan Shaoting wasn’t sure; the little girl was hungry all the time, and his wife’s cultivation was already at the Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul. Honestly, he was quite worried.

Su Yuanyuan was just venting after all; this was her own daughter.

In the evening, Wu Yanhui and Wu Jiahao came to invite them together.

Feng Yan saluted; after all, Wu Jiahao was a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Sorry to trouble you, senior, and thank you for the invitation, but some disciples haven’t returned yet. We won’t bother coming."

"No problem, just wait. The major sect disciples visiting my Moon Tower City—of course, I should host them; otherwise, I’d seem inhospitable. I wonder where the senior is? I’d personally invite him."

Feng Yan smiled, "Senior, no need. The ancestor has instructed us that he’s gained some insights. We won’t go over; we need to rest in the evening."

Wu Jiahao was displeased now, thinking even after a Nascent Soul cultivator invited them, they still put on airs. Is this not giving face?

Wu Yanhui, aware of his fifth uncle’s temper, hurriedly smoothed things over, "Let’s leave it at that then; Mr. Feng, please go ahead."

Feng Yan smiled and cupped his hands. The group of four entered the forbidden area.

Wu Jiahao returned to the City Lord Mansion. "Yanhui, what does this mean?"

"Fifth uncle, they just don’t want to come. No need to force it. Even in Wuyong City, they only attended two banquets."

"How is that the same?"

Wu Yanhui said nothing more. They have their pride, and learning from their chat, even these twenty Golden Core cultivators aren’t ordinary disciples.

They have their dignity. Initially underestimated, now it depends if they’ll give face.

The next morning, Wu Yanhui’s group appeared and left the city together; this time, Wu Jiahao did not see them off.

If they ran into an unreasonable high-level cultivator, it might be enough to give Wu Jiahao a hard time.

Wu Yanhui wasn’t in a good mood, thinking that fifth uncle isn’t suited to be City Lord.

After boarding the flying boat, he specifically found Feng Yan.

"Don’t overthink it; we really don’t like trouble."

Wu Yanhui sighed, accepting their words as the truth.

Throughout the journey, he explained to the others, "Past that mountain ahead is the Zheng Family territory. Our two families once dueled over that mountain; my third uncle won, so that mountain belongs to our Wu Family.

Do you want to go down and take a look? I often come to check it out; the spirit plant levels are decent."

Feng Yan smiled, "In that case, let’s take a look. We won’t over-harvest the spirit plants."