I have a city in another world

Chapter 6875 The Villagers Who Were Arrogant at First and Obedient Later
The unusual commotion by the river immediately attracted everyone's attention. Although energy is invisible and intangible, when it is highly concentrated, various strange phenomena can still occur.

For example, at this moment, fish and shrimp in the river swarm in frantically, jumping and leaping desperately towards the shore.

Countless birds flew in from afar, circling and dancing above the watermill.

It kept making noises, appearing unusually agitated.

You can clearly feel that the air nearby has become exceptionally fresh, and there is even a constant mist rising from it.

The children playing nearby stared in disbelief at the incredible sight.

Several children turned around and went home to greet their parents.

Faced with such a major event, they were completely flustered and could only rely on their parents to handle it.

Little did they know that their parents, faced with this unusual situation, were also at a loss.

Compared to the children, they were clearly more panicked, muttering various words under their breath.

"What's going on? Has the devil descended?"

"It must be those outsiders. They must have done something to cause this situation."

"Drive them out of the village, as far away as possible, and never allow them to enter the village again!"

The villagers were making a lot of noise, and some were holding various farm tools and sickles, but no one dared to actually get close.

Upon hearing the news, the village chief rushed over, frowning as he watched from a distance, pondering what had happened.

Suddenly remembering something, the village chief slapped his thigh.

"Oh dear, this is a cultivator casting a spell!"

The village chief's daughter attends a school in the city that specifically trains service personnel for monks. After graduation, she will enter various industries related to monks.

Through his daughter's account, he learned many things that the villagers didn't know, including descriptions of similar scenes.

The village chief had limited knowledge and only knew a little about the phenomenon. Although he recognized that the strange phenomenon was related to cultivators, he mistakenly thought it was some kind of spell being cast.

He was unaware that this strange phenomenon was caused by a high concentration of energy from heaven and earth, something that ordinary cultivators could not achieve.

Unbeknownst to them, at this very moment, a wizard apprentice was attempting a breakthrough, about to be promoted to a full-fledged wizard.

For cultivators of average talent, breaking through to a higher realm often requires paying a greater price and enduring more pain.

At this moment, Yves was enduring excruciating pain, as surging energy continuously cleansed his body, helping to clear the blocked meridians and collaterals.

Despite the excruciating pain, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction, and a ferocious smile appeared on his twisted and twitching face.

The reason was that those painful areas were places he had been unable to reach in his past cultivation, but now they were like a red-hot iron touching a large piece of lard, easily reaching and penetrating them.

That feeling of energy flowing throughout the body, coursing through every limb and bone, is exactly the state I've been dreaming of.

But at this moment, with the help of the Breakthrough Scroll, he did it with ease.

At a certain point, Yves suddenly had an epiphany, and then the promotion came naturally.

The turbulent energy of heaven and earth around them instantly became tamed and began to dissipate slowly.

At this moment, a group of elves approached at an extremely fast speed, absorbing the dissipated energy.

Only in a collapsed state can the Elven race absorb it; otherwise, they will explode and die from the energy impact.

They had just stepped into the extraordinary realm, and their meridians were fragile, making them unable to withstand such a violent energy impact.

However, bathing in the aftershocks can bring many benefits, making the meridians more stable.

The benefits are numerous, and only those who have experienced them firsthand truly understand them.

It can also benefit the villagers, making them healthier and allowing them to live longer.

Some villagers believed that this group of outsiders brought bad luck, which was purely a foolish and ignorant idea.

It was truly an opportunity that money couldn't buy. The previously panicked villagers now believed the village chief's explanation, thinking that a supernatural being was performing magic.

At this moment, many flowers bloomed near the watermill, and a rich fragrance wafted over.

Taking a breath of fresh air is incredibly refreshing and leaves you feeling indescribably comfortable all over.

A group of children from the village couldn't wait any longer and rushed to the shore to hold down the big, wriggling fish.

The previous fear and anxiety had long since vanished, and now his face was filled with jubilation.

The villagers, mustering their courage, ran to the vicinity of the watermill to see what had happened.

Then they saw a group of incredibly handsome aliens sitting quietly by the water.

The man in the black robe in the middle had a big smile on his face and beckoned to the river with his finger.

A strange scene unfolded: several large fish swimming in the water flew out of the water one after another, and then landed on the open ground on the shore.

"Here you go, you naughty little ones!"

The man who had a gloomy expression when he first arrived in the village was now all smiles, teasing the children.

His tone was gentle and friendly, like that of a friendly neighbor.

The villagers all had a feeling that the guy in black had undergone a very obvious change in demeanor.

No longer gloomy and depressed, but confident and cheerful, as if she had become a completely different person.

Compared to his change in demeanor, the villagers were more concerned about his performance, which was so impressive that he managed to fish out of the river from a distance.

Such extraordinary abilities further confirm what the village chief had said earlier: these outsiders were actually cultivators!
This is an existence even more noble than a noble lord; those noble lords would have to bow and scrape before a cultivator.

It is an honor to be here in the village now, and we must treat you well, instead of being treated with indifference and suspicion as before.

Putting everything else aside, if higher-level officials found out that the villagers had neglected the cultivators, they would certainly scold and punish them, and might even increase the village's taxes and cancel the welfare benefits originally given to the village.

To prevent this from happening, the village chief decided to take immediate action to remedy the situation, and the villagers all responded with their support.

Besides fear, they now feel deep awe and envy, while also harboring an expectation that they can benefit from the cultivators.

A high-ranking spiritual practitioner only needs to offer a small benefit, and it will be enough for an ordinary person to benefit for a lifetime.

After a quick discussion, the villagers went back to slaughter pigs and sheep and prepare all kinds of food.

Up to now, the guests from afar have not eaten, nor have they seen any smoke rising from the chimneys.

Under normal circumstances, the villagers would definitely be stingy and hesitant, unwilling to share their good things.

But at this moment, the villagers all shared the same thought: to do everything they could to welcome the extraordinary person.

The village chief arrived at the watermill and cautiously called out to it, indicating that the villagers were preparing to bring food and wine.

Everyone can bring up their preferred flavors and any dietary restrictions at this time.

He also mentioned that the village has a homemade wine that, although not well-known, has a very rich flavor, and he would send it over later.

Newly promoted Yves walked lightly past the waterwheel, as if he had wings on his feet.

Without touching the ground, he arrived in front of the village chief in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, the village chief felt even more awe, and his smile was as bright as a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Do as you say, and prepare plenty of fresh fruits and vegetables, and preferably a plump roast lamb as well."

As Yves spoke, he took out a wad of banknotes and presented them to the village chief with a smile.

The village chief quickly refused, saying that there was no need to pay, as it was a token of the villagers' goodwill.

The villagers following behind all agreed that this was the proper way.

Seeing the villagers' change from arrogance to obsequiousness, Yves simply chuckled and nodded slightly.