Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1568: Chapter 1568: Zheng Family

Wu Yanhui sighed at someone else’s Seven-orifice Exquisite Heart.

"The mountain is quite safe, with no high-level demon beasts. Every year, our Wu Family disciples come here to wander around."

Feng Yan thought the Wu Family was just proving their sense of belonging.

The flying boat stopped, and the seven members of the Tan Family also disembarked, not for anything good, just to take a stroll.

To be honest, knowing Su Yuanyuan is pregnant, if it were them, they would already be on the way back. Now, they’ll need to stay here for a while, as it hasn’t been easy for so many disciples to come here.

There are Wu Family guards here, and it’s also enveloped by a Sixth Rank Array Plate.

Su Yuanyuan thought with such equipment, outsiders would definitely assume there are treasures here.

The group climbed the mountain purely by physical effort.

"Mom, I find this boring," Qi Wen was impatient with this lifestyle.

"What do you find interesting? Your mindset is still lacking. This time when you go back, you should go to the Mortal World and experience a slower pace of life."

"Go to the Mortal World?"

"Yes. Adjust yourself and then come back."

"Alright, I’ll go see what ancient life was like."

Qi Yan and Qi Hong, the brothers, had no issues with their mentality and didn’t think about going to the Mortal World.

Qi Hao and Qi Xuan, the brothers, envied their sister.

"Mom, we also want to go to the Mortal World."

"Decide for yourselves."

There wouldn’t be any danger for the kids in the Mortal World. Letting them experience birth, aging, sickness, and death, joy and sorrow is a good thing.

The family reached the mountain top and found the view below quite beautiful.

None of the Xuantian Sect disciples touched the Spirit Plants on the mountain, and they learned a lot, not really feeling anything special or valuable about them.

Feng Yan smiled and told his fellow disciples that it was a matter of dignity, what’s on Wu Family territory belongs to the Wu Family.

Beyond here is Zheng Family territory, Wu Yanhui said that he had been here many times.

"I can’t comment on the Zheng Family; you’ll know once you see them.

I’m quite curious, didn’t they stop you when you crossed over from the Zheng Family?"

Feng Yan shook his head, "No, they didn’t."

"That’s really quite strange."

When they entered, the Zheng Family already knew, as an elder had once met Tian Yan, so even knowing they were coming over, it was the same elder who came over again.

Feng Yan appeared to negotiate with them, "Thank you for your kindness, senior. We came over just to see the scenery and experience the local customs here.

So we will head all the way to Yangon City. No need for you to accompany us, senior."

Zheng Bixian nodded, "Alright, I will await you at Yangon City then."

"Please, senior."

The Zheng Family knew about their activities on the Wu Family territory. They really were just sightseeing as they said.

Since that was the case, they didn’t cheapen themselves by accompanying a group of juniors.

Su Yuanyuan heard his innermost thoughts and felt that cultivators are also people, having once lived an ordinary life, it’s truly different.

"Mom, they’ll definitely arrange an arena in Yangon City."

Su Yuanyuan nodded, "I think so too. They’re somewhat arrogant, thinking they’re invincible."

"If our sect disciples are provoked, who knows what could happen."

"Feng Yan will arrange it well." He’s very capable of management and should actually be more suitable for the Xuantian Sect’s Sect Leader than Liu Xiaozhu.

Though he hasn’t joined the sect’s Dark Pavilion, he’s aware of Feng Yiyun’s identity, and it seems that Feng Yan will succeed his grandfather’s position in the future.

The flying boat continued forward, and the first city was very interesting, with quite a few mortals inside.

The family walked outside. Watching the bustling street vendors haggling seemed like returning to the Mortal World.

Su Yuanyuan quietly said that the mortals here are descendants of the Zheng Family, sent here to live because they don’t have a Spirit Root.

"It’s quite unusual. Aren’t they still part of the Zheng Family?" Qi Wen curiously asked. Shouldn’t families cherish their bloodline?

"Junior sister, you’re thinking too simply. Mortals and cultivators can’t live together.

Mortals would envy cultivators, and that would affect the cultivator’s mindset."

"I actually think that living a happy life without a Spirit Root isn’t bad for a lifetime."

"Wouldn’t you envy the cultivators who can traverse the heavens and earth, stay young forever, and attain immortality?

Why do so many emperors in the Mortal World aspire to live forever?"

Qi Wen understood Tian Yan’s meaning.

A miserable scream attracted the family’s attention while resting, as a teenage girl was hit and thrown to the ground, twitching violently.

Qi Hong quickly went over, as a compassionate healer, especially to a mortal.

He used spiritual power to tap a few points on her. The girl on the ground then stopped.

Her head was still bleeding, and Qi Hong helped stop it, a trivial task for a cultivator.

After finishing, Qi Hong returned to the family, and they left.

Su Yuanyuan sighed. "The girl just now is the Family Head’s illegitimate daughter without a Spirit Root."

Gu Ersheng used voice transmission to Qi Wen, and Qi Wen immediately told her mother.

"Gu Ersheng said that girl has a Spirit Root, an Ice Spirit Root. It’s just been obscured somehow."

Su Yuanyuan was taken aback, "I really didn’t see it earlier. She’s destined for a tumultuous life; judging by her luck, she’ll likely lead a mundane life."

"Mom, Gu Ersheng suggests we take her with us."

"Take her with us? Alright, if she can find us, we’ll take her, but if not, then so be it."

Gu Ersheng didn’t say much; indeed, everything depends on fate. This fate, too, is subject to heaven’s will.

The family continued to wander. Many peddlers were selling goods, mostly small trinkets.

Qi Wen curiously looked around, but she didn’t need any of it, nor was there anyone to whom she could gift them.

In retrospect, it’s quite lonely, having no friends.

They still went to check out the Duobao Pavilion in the city, although they didn’t do business with them.

Su Yuanyuan didn’t expect that the steward here knew more than expected. Duobao Pavilion evidently harbors ambitions to fight their way back.

This time, they chose a mortal inn to stay at, which was lively and had its own kind of charm.

The family ate the mortal’s food, which tasted quite good.

Before they finished eating, a girl with a wound on her head came over. She kneeled down in front of Su Yuanyuan.

"Please accept me. I’ll serve as your maid, just take me away from here."

"Get up, I’m not accustomed to people kneeling before me."

Zheng Xiurou stood up nervously and stood to the side with apprehension.

"You are a mortal, our lifespan is very long. Even if you serve me as a maid, how many years can you do that?"

"Senior, I’ll serve for as many years as I can, I swear I’ll serve you wholeheartedly."

Su Yuanyuan looked at Zheng Xiurou with satisfaction, mainly because she was well-mannered and hadn’t implored her second son.