Chapter 71: Ten-Year Reunion

One month later.

Shen Xuan bypassed Cyan Dragon Bay and arrived at Wolong Market.

He went directly to Juxian Tower to meet with Wang Fugui.

"Shen Xuan, you finally arrived! Come, try some of the famous dishes here!"

Wang Fugui was all smiles, personally attending to him.

He had grown even larger, now weighing around three hundred pounds.

His belly was so round that he surely couldn’t see his toes when he looked down.

"Wang Fugui, did you buy this place?"

Seeing Wang Fugui directing the staff to serve dishes and tea, he looked like the owner of the restaurant.

"How is that possible!"

"I couldn’t afford it!"

"I’m just working for someone!"

Wang Fugui looked around and lowered his voice: "Young Marquis!"

Shen Xuan understood.

After Lv Zhengying reached Foundation Establishment, he began figuring out ways to set up businesses to earn Spirit Stones and pay back debts from his Foundation Establishment.

This Juxian Tower, too, fell into his pockets.

Wang Fugui, being skilled in business, became the shopkeeper of Juxian Tower.

It’s known that the restaurant business has high profits and a broad customer base.

Without connections, it’s very difficult to gain a foothold in the market.

"There’s still time. They’ll arrive in a few days. You can stroll around the market in the meantime. Have your meals here. No need to pay!"

"Then, I won’t be polite!"

After a long journey, Shen Xuan was tired and it was a good chance to eat some Spiritual Food to replenish himself.

Two days later, Li Chang’an also arrived.

Upon arrival, he found Shen Xuan at the inn and brought a heap of worthless local specialties.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Shen, for looking after Xiu’Er!"

"It’s nothing, just a small matter. If you want to thank someone, thank Wang Fugui!"

Li Chang’an’s young son, Yu Zhenxiao, was only a clerk in Zhao Chunsheng’s shop in Yunyuan Immortal City.

Unexpectedly, Li Chang’an was deeply grateful for it.

Thinking about it, it’s understandable.

That is Yunyuan Immortal City!

With Yu Zhenxiao’s Inferior Spirit Root, living in Yunyuan Immortal City is considered a remarkable achievement within the Yu family.

Afterward.

Li Chang’an also stayed at the inn, accompanying Shen Xuan during his leisure time, strolling and chatting.

He also lived a difficult life.

Being a son-in-law, he was never able to achieve success.

Even though he had done many things for the Yu family.

He had no say in family affairs.

His status was not even as high as his descendants.

Shen Xuan comforted him for a while and didn’t say much more.

The path is chosen by oneself.

Sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy, must all be endured by oneself.

A few days later, the gathering day arrived.

Shen Xuan and Li Chang’an sat early in the VIP box at Juxian Tower.

If not for their classmates’ status.

Qin Yuehan and Lv Zhengying are now seen as high-ranking individuals by them.

They wouldn’t bother to engage with them.

Li Chang’an was self-aware.

In his lifetime, he’s only an experienced Spirit Farmer in the Early Stage of Qi Cultivation.

Being able to eat Spirit Rice for three meals a day is considered good.

What virtue and capability does he have to dare to consume in a place like Juxian Tower!

Shen Xuan wore a calm expression.

He has the Mysterious Jade Talisman as a Golden Finger, capable of seizing Demon Beast Bloodline Talent to enhance Spirit Root talent.

For him, reaching Foundation Establishment is inevitable.

It’s just a matter of time and effort.

The restaurant staff served Spirit Fruit and Spirit Wine for them to snack on.

About half an hour later.

A burst of commotion suddenly sounded from outside the box.

"Call out your shopkeeper Wang!"

"Is this how he treats classmates and friends?"

A dissatisfied voice shouted loudly.

Shen Xuan paused.

"It’s Zhao Sujin’s husband Yu Jiancheng!" Li Chang’an leaned forward and said in a subdued tone.

The box door opened.

A tall cultivator stepped inside, holding a six or seven-year-old child’s hand.

"Li Chang’an, long time no see!"

He sat casually at the center seat, placing the child on the seat beside him.

"Who are you?"

Shen Xuan slightly frowned.

This person was extremely rude.

Judging from his aura, he seemed to be at the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer.

Yet he carried an air of arrogance.

The key point is, this is Zhao Sujin’s classmate gathering.

Even if he is Zhao Sujin’s husband, he shouldn’t come uninvited.

And he brought a child.

"Darling, this is Shen the Talisman Master."

Zhao Sujin hurriedly arrived and quickly introduced.

Yu Jiancheng glanced sidelong without responding.

On the surface, Shen Xuan was just at the Middle Stage of Qi Cultivation.

Behind her, Wang Fugui also squeezed in.

"So it’s Fellow Daoist Yu. Long time no see, still as impressive!" Wang Fugui said with a laugh.

His gaze stayed on the child for a few seconds, revealing a hint of surprise.

"This is Yu Wenying, my youngest son, with Middle Grade Spirit Root!"

Yu Jiancheng said proudly: "When will Fairy Qin and Elder Lv arrive?"

"When they do, Shopkeeper Wang, please speak a few good words. If my youngest son can apprentice under Fairy Qin and Elder Lv, there will surely be benefits for you in the future!"

Wang Fugui’s expression remained unchanged: "Indeed."

"But today is a classmates gathering. Forgive my intrusion, but how about discussing the apprenticeship matter another day?"

"Why change? Today is a good day! My son has a Middle Grade Spirit Root!"

Yu Jiancheng reached for the Spirit Fruit tray and peeled a few Spirit Fruits, tossing them into his mouth.

"If not for the Cyan Cloud Sect Elder status, I wouldn’t be willing!"

Wang Fugui smiled wryly, shaking his head at Zhao Sujin’s pleading face.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, I’ll go attend to some tasks first. Please sit here for a while. Fairy Qin and Elder Lv will be here shortly."

"Go ahead!"

Zhao Sujin sat light-footedly beside the child.

"Sujin, when Fairy Qin and Elder Lv arrive, you must advocate well. Although Ying’Er isn’t your biological child, you’re his stepmother. In the future, if he achieves success, I will make sure he respects you!"

"Darling, I understand. However..."

She glanced at Shen Xuan and Li Chang’an, hesitated for a moment, but still spoke.

"Darling, why don’t you and Ying’Er wait in the adjoining box. Once I’ve discussed things with Fairy Qin and Elder Lv, I’ll come find you."

"What are you talking about! I didn’t dislike you, and now you dislike me!"

Yu Jianrong erupted in anger: "Zhao Sujin, let me tell you. If you don’t help Ying’Er, I’ll give you a divorce letter and have you leave the Yu family, leaving you to fend for yourself!"

Zhao Sujin forced a smile: "Darling, I will definitely help Ying’Er. Fairy Qin is always aloof and dislikes interacting with outsiders."

"She doesn’t know you, I’m afraid your words might upset her and instead ruin Ying’Er’s chances!"

"As long as you put forth the effort, how could it fail! Sixty years of classmates’ affection, such a small matter, what does it count for!"

Yu Jianrong picked up a wine cup, drinking several glasses of Spirit Wine, his face flushed red.

"No wonder this is Juxian Tower’s best box. Even the Spirit Wine is Pear Blossom Intoxication, costing ten Spirit Stones a pot outside!"

Throughout this, he hadn’t once properly looked at Shen Xuan and Li Chang’an.

Shen Xuan found it amusing in his heart.

This kind of person, spoiled at home, a frog at the bottom of a well, with extremely limited vision.

The Cultivation Realm is strictly hierarchical.

Sect Elders have immensely respected identities, and cannot engage with Qi Cultivation Loose Cultivators on the same level!

The ten-year classmates gathering promise was initiated by Lv Zhengying for Qin Yuehan’s sake.

How could they possibly interact with someone like Yu Jiancheng!

Also, the apprenticeship!

The bond between a master and disciple is deep, with myriad cause and effect.

Not to mention that Qin Yuehan and Lv Zhengying temporarily aren’t accepting disciples.

Even if they were, it involves thousand-fold scrutiny, with matched disposition, inheriting their legacy, continuing their inheritance.

Do you truly believe Sect Elder disciples are like cabbages, willing to casually accept a Middle Grade Spirit Root child as a disciple!

Without meddling in others’ family affairs, Shen Xuan stood back.

After a while, the box door opened again.

Wang Fugui nodded and bowed, leading the way, and pulled back a seat.

Clad in a moon-white fairy skirt, Qin Yuehan arrived lightly, her steps landing on Spiritual Light.

Her brows like distant mountains, eyes like cold stars, face like a bright moon, skin like white snow, like a fairy who doesn’t eat the smoke and fire of the human world, possessing an inherently cool and proud disposition.