Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1687: Chapter 1687: Understood

The Prime Minister and the other nine all felt they’d put in effort for nothing. They themselves hadn’t gotten anything at all.

Everyone was extremely depressed. How could the Su Family be this lucky?

When they got home they were all so upset they couldn’t even eat.

The women tended to think more. ”Can’t they still choose a Crown Princess Consort for the Crown Prince? That girl from the Su Family—no, I mean the Crown Prince doesn’t have a marriage contract yet.”

Right now this was the only way they could look at it.

By night, Yuanyuan had figured it out too. This was just the Su Family’s luck.

Who would’ve thought Su Xing could become Emperor? That wasn’t bad at all.

Cui Shanggong saw that Her Ladyship had only been surprised at the beginning, and afterward was fine. Now she seemed to have thought things through, and only then did a smile appear on her face.

Right now there’s simply no one else in the Royal Family, otherwise the Emperor absolutely wouldn’t be allowed to do this.

Who hands their own Jiang Shan over to someone else?

It’s just the Emperor himself now; whatever he wants to do, he does.

She hadn’t expected such a big reaction among the common folk; Yuanyuan figured the Emperor must be pushing public opinion.

Su Xing now came every day to pay his respects. Although Tan Shaoting had made Su Xing Crown Prince, he hadn’t formally adopted him or anything.

So the way he addressed people hadn’t changed.

”Don’t overwork yourself.”

”Sis, besides coming here, the rest of my time is all studying. The tutors are lined up waiting to give me lessons.”

Yuanyuan felt pretty helpless too. He could only be this busy—after all, being Crown Prince is no simple matter. Don’t ask for achievements, just don’t make mistakes.

”I’ve got plenty of people around me. There won’t be any problems; I’m just not used to this kind of life.”

”Su Xing, you need to understand this is your luck, and also your destiny.

I’m not asking you to be some great, accomplished Emperor; I just want the common people to have enough to eat and wear.”

”Sis, I’ve thought about that too. I don’t have such grand ambitions.”

Yuanyuan knew Su Xing understood what she meant.

Qi Wen was already very well acquainted with everyone in the Underworld. Even the Judges would often come over to chat with her.

If she had something they needed in her hands, she wouldn’t be stingy.

So she and Meng Po secretly watched how things were going in the mortal world.

”What are my parents doing? Still husband and wife, but how come they look like they’re playing house?”

”There’s nothing wrong with that,” Meng Po said carelessly.

”How could there be nothing wrong?”

”Do you really want more younger sisters or brothers-in-law? Even if you had more, could you take them back with you?”

Qi Wen was stunned by the question. That really did make sense.

”You’ve been here for so long—aren’t you going back to take a look?”

Qi Wen sighed. ”I don’t feel at ease about my parents.”

”Nobody else will be safe, but they will. Hurry up and cultivate.”

Meng Po also knew that ”that one” was waiting to ascend together with her children.

She’d seen her before and found her terrifying, like she had the power to destroy heaven and earth. Everything she knew about her was from gossip.

And of course none of it was good—mainly because she was way too good at offending people, so everyone feared her.

”All right, I don’t know how Qi Hao and Qi Xuan are doing either.

But before I leave I want to see my little sister and nephew.”

”No problem.”

The matchmaker* waved a hand, and the image shifted to Xiao Ya and Xiao Rue.

Qi Wen looked at them and laughed. ”A nun and a monk. This is the training my little sister has to go through? It’s really boring.

Is this supposed to be experiencing a different sort of life?”

*(Meng Po is being teased/called ”matchmaker” here.)

Meng Po said nothing at all; this one couldn’t be offended. That was the famously fearsome War Buddha, with a vicious reputation outside. Besides, Buddha and ghosts walk different paths.

Truly, she didn’t dare say anything; they were all petty people—if they caused trouble for her, she couldn’t take it.

”Do you think my little sister can spread the Buddhist Law? Isn’t that supposed to be a monk’s job? What’s it got to do with a nun?”

”They’re both Buddhist Practitioners.”

”True. Looking at the two of them, they seem pretty good. That puts my mind at ease. I’ve got to hurry and cultivate; if my mother comes back and I’ve reached Mahayana, that’d be perfect.”

”Then stop wasting time here. When they come back I’ll send you a message.”

”All right, I’m off.”

Qi Wen returned to the Xuantian Sect, and Feng Yan came looking for her.

”Ancestor, how are the two Ancestors doing?”

”They’re fine, just went to the Lower Realm to temper themselves. I need to cultivate too.”

Among the siblings, Qi Wen cultivated the fastest; she just couldn’t calm her mind.

Gu Ersheng came out and explained a Cultivation Technique to Qi Wen.

”Your eldest brother is already at Later-stage Divinity Transformation. You really have to work hard.”

”I know. I just don’t know how Qi Hao and Qi Xuan are doing. I can’t settle down.”

Gu Ersheng was helpless. How could she have so many excuses? There was really nothing he could do.

A month later, after Qi Wen finished her meditation, she sensed the Spiritual Energy was off. She Instant Teleported to Second Brother’s cave residence, only to find that just progressing to the Later Stage caused such a big disturbance.

She quickly poured in Spirit Stones; they couldn’t allow a situation of insufficient Spiritual Power.

Qi Yan came out too, standing to the side, his movements matching his little sister’s exactly.

Two hours later, Qi Hong came out, having successfully advanced to Later-stage Divinity Transformation.

Qi Wen sighed. Did this mean she absolutely had to work harder?

The three siblings sat together, and Qi Wen talked about their parents, little sister, and Xiao Rue’s situation.

”I never thought Mother would agree to Reincarnation again.”

”It was Xiao Ya’s idea. Mainly, Mother’s cultivation increases even when she doesn’t cultivate. She’s afraid that when the time comes she won’t be able to suppress it; since our own cultivation isn’t clear yet, she’d have no way to take us along to ascend together.”

”Mm, you should work hard too.”

That day Wei Lingxi came to take her leave. ”We’ve disturbed Ancestor for so long; we should be heading back as well.”

”About to form your Nascent Soul? Work hard, and be sure to stay safe on the way.”

Qi Wen still gave them the Elixirs they currently needed and could make use of, as a parting gift.

Qi Hong and Wei Lingxi didn’t have the slightest interaction.

This advancement had made him think things through too. The Heart Demon Tribulation was just a warning; now that he was already on guard, what else could happen?

Qi Wen went into seclusion, and the two brothers Instant Teleported away. They also wanted to see their parents and little sister and nephew.

They’d both followed her to the Underworld before.

King Yan and the others were just rejoicing that they’d finally sent ”that one” off—so how had two more shown up! His Underworld wasn’t a scenic tourist spot.

But with that one around, he couldn’t say anything. As long as they didn’t break any rules, it was fine.

Qi Yan went straight to Meng Po and stated his request.

Meng Po didn’t want to waste words with them either. They probably wouldn’t stay here long.

”Your sister said you can identify the recipe for my Meng Po Soup.”

”I’ll try in a bit.”

The two brothers watched their parents’ situation; once they knew they weren’t in any danger, they were at ease. Their little sister was even more interesting—was she really going to promote Buddhism?

That wasn’t impossible; it just felt a bit odd that they suddenly had a Buddhist Practitioner in the family.

”Xiao Ya won’t be in any danger.”

”She’s more shrewd than Qi Wen. No need to worry about her.”

Since they’d finished watching, Qi Hong took the Meng Po Soup, sniffed it, dipped a finger to taste, and after a while recited the recipe for the Meng Po Soup.