Chapter 30 Little Sister

  Arriving at the tavern, the dinner guests had not yet arrived. Without the hustle and bustle of many drinkers, the entire hall was much quieter. The afternoon sunlight shone in through the windows, reflecting off the wooden tables and chairs, with a special charm. Taking a step inside, I saw Old Fan chatting with someone.

  She is a nun, to be exact, a girl. Her pale face has a hint of shyness, big eyes, a delicate nose, plump small mouth, and a head of lovely curly hair, her petite figure looks like she's only fifteen or sixteen years old.

  Where did this girl come from? She's quite cute. Yuan Tian Zheng pondered this question, his eyes scanning to the "Elite Disciple" waist badge on her.

  Is this a senior from the Gathering Spirit Period? How is that possible? This little girl with curly hair looks like she's just a neighbor. Not at all like an elder from the Cultivation World who has transcended worldly desires. Could it be that she just looks young on the outside, but is actually an old hag in reality?

  "Hey, Brother Yuan, come and meet her. This is my niece, Zhuo Bing." Mr. Fan enthusiastically greeted the two as they entered.

  "Shi... Shi..." Yuan Tian was in a dilemma, really didn't know what to call him. This was his first time seeing an elite disciple. According to cultivation norms, he should be called Shishu (Uncle Master). In the Cultivation Realm, regardless of gender, as long as they were one generation higher than oneself, they should be addressed as Shishu or Shibó (Aunt Master).

  Many outer sect elders are gathered in the spiritual period, and they are all uncles and aunts of the same generation. The elite disciples are special, belonging to the inner sect disciples, but their cultivation has reached the gathering spirit period.

  "Just call out for Shifu Jie." The girl turned around and smiled at Yuan Tian.

  "This greeting is really awkward. Yuan Tian and Fan Weidong called each other brothers, but he also called his niece 'sister'. This is still okay, if not it would have messed up several generations."

  "Good sister!" Yuan Tian called out to his senior sister, and Qian Kai also followed suit. Both of them were currently outer sect disciples. He didn't seem to feel any awkwardness, perhaps because he had a thicker skin in the Jianghu world.

  "Newly joined sect's huh." Zhū Bīng's face, which originally had a smile, suddenly turned cold. His eyes, looking at Qián Kǎi, carried a hint of vigilance.

  Qian Kaiyi had an expression of a dead pig not fearing boiling water, and he didn't care about the questions from his seniors in the Spiritual Gathering Period either. He still had an air of being playful and irreverent, which was quite mismatched with his physique.

  "Come on, come on, you two brothers sit down first. I'll go tell the kitchen to cook some dishes."

  "No rush, I haven't helped you take care of Lingtian recently, I'll go check the back first." Yuan Tian may love money, but he keeps his word. He had promised to help with taking care of Lingtian and the beast shed, now he must fulfill the contract.

  This time there really is a surprise, the second layer of Ling Yu's decision, Boss Fan still doesn't know. Will he give away a few meat dishes, Yuan Tian started thinking about good things again.

  The golden sun shines on the lush green vegetable field. The fragrance of the soil and the plump, various spiritual vegetables are a sight to behold. This is the life that Yuan Tian has been yearning for over the past three years, and now he finally has his own spiritual field. If only there was also a wine tavern like Fan's, it would be perfect.

  "Yuan brothers, when did this happen? You've been keeping it from me for so long!"

  When the spiritual rain falls, Fan Weidong obviously saw the difference. The second layer of spiritual rain naturally contains more spiritual power, and it is also very beneficial for spiritual vegetables. It's not that Yuan Tian wants to deceive him, but he just broke through today. The first layer of spiritual rain was just a short while ago, and he didn't expect himself to break through to the second layer so quickly.

  "Boss Fan is really wronging me, I just learned it." Yuan Tian was telling the truth, he had just learned Ling Yu Jue's second layer before coming here. Plus that innocent smile, Boss Fan couldn't help but distrust him.

  Now that you mention it, Fan Weidong only noticed that Yuanyuan's cultivation had improved again. Ashamed, ashamed, a nearly 40-year-old man who has only cultivated to the eighth layer of Qi Refining. This Yuan brother has only been practicing for a few days and has risen from the third layer of Qi Refining all the way to the sixth layer now, and in a while he might even surpass himself.

  His cultivation had improved, but he hadn't learned any life-saving attack techniques yet. Ling Yu's breakthrough was so fast. It was only a monster like Yuan Tian who would do such a thing. Others were desperately trying to make a name for themselves in the Cultivation Realm, while he was racking his brains thinking of ways to earn more spirit stones and live a more comfortable life.

  The two-layered spiritual rain was indeed incomparable to the one-layered, as large patches of dark clouds covered the entire spiritual field, and in just a short moment, it had poured down thoroughly.

  The refreshing rainwater mixed with the fragrance of mud rushed to the nose, and all the plants stretched out their leaves to receive the raindrops full of spiritual energy. Fan Weidong's eyes sparkled as if he had already seen melons and fruits filling the ground and vegetables growing rapidly.

  Regardless of the dazed old Fan, Lingyu continued to drizzle densely in the beast shed. The rainwater filled with abundant spiritual energy naturally caused another commotion, with chickens flying and dogs jumping, and fat pigs crashing into the fence.

  "Yuan brother, you're absolutely amazing. If you master the Three-layered Spirit Rain Technique in a short while, I won't dare say I know you." Old Fan was overjoyed and couldn't close his mouth, he was really too satisfied with Yuan's progress.

  This young man is really good, now he has the strength to break through the second floor of the tower, very promising. Although the person is a bit thin, his appearance is still quite good; Old Fan is thinking about how to let his niece and Pai Guoyuan get along with each other.

  Yuan Tian didn't know what Boss Fan was thinking at this time, but for him, the cultivators of the Gathering Spirit Period were indeed seniors. Seeing Old Fan's silly and pleased appearance, he was also quite satisfied with his own Lingyu Jue.

  "What's the big deal, a grown man's cultivation is not even as good as that of a teenage girl." A sudden voice emerged from his mind, it was none other than Jiu Zhou Jin Long, who never missed an opportunity to strike at people.

  "Sleep, you're a dead insect." The little pride that had just risen in Yuantian was struck back by Jindragon. He harshly retorted with a sentence, but his heart couldn't help feeling a bit lost.

  Let's go drink! The good mood was ruined by that lazy dragon. Luckily, Yuan Tian is optimistic enough to seize the free celebratory wine and drink first.

  "Alright, you guys go ahead and drink first, I'll go to the kitchen to add a few more dishes." Mr. Fan was in a great mood, swinging his arms as he walked towards the back kitchen.

  As soon as she entered the hall, she saw only Qian Kai sitting by the table. Zhuo Bing's sister had already gone somewhere unknown and didn't even greet her uncle before leaving, really treating relatives like outsiders.

  "Brother Yuan, please sit down." On the table were two simple cold dishes, one was a stir-fried wood ear with scrambled eggs, and the other was pickled peanuts in old vinegar. There was also a large jar of wine, which was exactly the Wugeng Shennong wine. The wine jar had not been opened yet, it seemed to be waiting for Yuan Tian.

  The wine is indeed good, but Ke's smile seems a bit forced. It looks like he has something on his mind, and coincidentally, Yuan Tian's mood isn't great either. This pot of wine might just become a drink to drown their sorrows.