After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

The cloth bag wasn't big, but it was heavy.

Upon opening the bag, dozens of spirit stones were neatly stacked inside.

It's neither low-grade nor mid-grade.

Instead, they are genuine, top-grade spirit stones!

Each piece is crystal clear, containing spiritual liquid and radiating a faint spiritual aura.

The old man and Xiao'e were both stunned.

The most money they had ever seen in their lives was just a few murky, low-grade spirit stones, which were already used by immortal masters.

I've only ever heard of high-grade spirit stones in storytellers' tales.

"My benefactor, this is..."

The old man's tongue was tied in knots.

“Spirit stones.” Xu Ze pushed the cloth bag in front of him. “A single high-grade spirit stone is enough to ensure that you and your daughter will live a life free from worries about food and clothing. Here are thirty.”

Thirty high-grade spirit stones.

That's equivalent to three million low-grade spirit stones.

It's more than enough to last ten lifetimes, let alone a lifetime.

The old man knelt down with a thud: "My benefactor, this is unacceptable, unacceptable! I have done nothing wrong, how can I accept such a valuable gift from you..."

Xu Ze helped him up.

“Old man, listen to me.” His tone became serious. “Although I drove those people away, they won’t let it go. In a day or two at most, Fire Cloud Valley will send more people over. At that time, you and Xiao’e will be in danger.”

The old man's face turned pale.

He understood this principle, of course. He had seen far too many of those immortal masters' ways in his life.

"So, you have to leave."

Xu Ze said, "Take these spirit stones and go far away."

"But my benefactor..."

“I’ll stay,” Xu Ze interrupted him. “They’re looking for me. If I leave, they’ll just chase after me. I’ll stay here and wait for them to come.”

The old man said urgently, "That won't do! Those people are so fierce, you'll be all alone..."

Xu Ze smiled.

That smile was calm, yet it carried a reassuring power.

Are they fierce?

You old man, you've never seen what a 'gangster' is, have you?

Ask those disciples of Fire Cloud Valley if they dare to challenge me, and show off my skills to make them all fly.

However, Xu Ze did not say these words aloud, but instead asked:

"Why do you think I was able to drive them away?"

The old man was stunned.

He then realized that the young man in front of him was no ordinary person either.

Those powerful immortal masters were like paper in front of him.

"Then...you are also a Celestial Master?"

"I guess so." Xu Ze patted him on the shoulder. "So don't worry, I can handle these people."

The old man opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but found himself speechless.

He turned to look at Xiao'e.

Xiao'e stood there, her eyes already red.

She suddenly ran up to Xu Ze, knelt down with a thud, and kowtowed three times.

"My benefactor, Xiao'e will remember your kindness for the rest of her life!"

Xu Ze quickly helped her up and rubbed her head.

"Live well, that's the greatest reward you can give me."

Xiao'e nodded vigorously, tears streaming down her face.

Mu Yan stood aside, quietly watching this scene.

She noticed that Xu Ze's gesture of rubbing Xiao'e's head was exactly the same as when he rubbed Mu Qinghe's head before.

Gentle, yet tinged with a hint of heartache.

She suddenly felt a pang of envy for that little girl.

An hour later, the old man and Xiao'e carried their luggage.

They didn't bring much; besides a few changes of clothes, there was only a cloth bag full of spirit stones.

Xiao'e hugged the cloth bag tightly to her chest, as if it were the most precious thing in the world.

"My benefactor, please take care." The old man stood at the door and bowed deeply.

"Take care." Xu Ze nodded.

Xiao'e also bowed, her eyes red, and followed her father away.

After walking a dozen steps, she looked back again.

Xu Ze stood in the courtyard and waved to her.

Xiao'e gritted her teeth, turned around, and strode away.

Xu Ze only looked away after the two figures had completely disappeared from sight.

"You're quite generous," Mu Yan's voice came from behind.

Xu Ze turned around and saw her leaning against the door frame, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Thirty high-grade spirit stones, I gave them to you without hesitation."

“I have plenty of spirit stones,” Xu Ze said calmly.

Mu Yan raised an eyebrow: "So many that you can just give them away?"

"So many that I can give them away freely."

Xu Ze was not exaggerating at all.

He possessed most of the spirit stones from Beiju Luzhou.

I spent 20,000 yuan to buy a house, what's 30 yuan? It doesn't matter if it goes down the drain.

It's possible that even the Empress Dowager in front of me isn't as wealthy as I am.

"puff."

Mu Yan stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"I didn't expect that you would have mastered formations to this extent in such a short time in this life."

"You noticed?" Xu Ze turned his head.

Mu Yan crossed her arms and said in a somewhat arrogant tone:

"Of course, I am at the Mahayana stage."

The fifth-grade magic array that Xu Ze set up on that spirit stone bag, although not a particularly profound array, was enough to deal with some sect disciples at the Nascent Soul stage.

That's why he wasn't worried about anyone robbing the father and daughter, and confidently handed over the spirit stones to them.

"Alright, let's settle down here and wait patiently for those 'immortal masters' to come and bring us warmth."

Once the old man and the young man had walked away, Xu Ze withdrew his gaze.

He sat back down in the cabin and poured himself another bowl of tea.

Xu Ze had already come up with this idea back in the small town.

Since I am in the world of the Heavenly Book, I do not need to bear any karmic consequences.

Let's go all out and make a huge splash.

Looking at the confident young man before her, Mu Yan revealed a thoughtful expression: "You remind me of someone."

"Who?" Xu Ze asked, taking a sip of tea.

“Me, ten thousand years from now.” She walked over and stood beside him. “I’ll still be the same… a person of my word, doing whatever I want.”

Xu Ze looked at her.

The morning light shone on her face, casting a soft glow.

Those eyes, at this moment, lacked their usual coldness; instead, they carried a hint of tenderness.

"Would you like yourself ten thousand years from now?" he suddenly asked.

The girl in front of me is definitely not some kind of old monster who has lived for many years.

In just a few hundred years, he cultivated himself into a top-tier being in the Central Immortal Continent, reaching the Mahayana stage.

Xu Ze plans to slowly investigate Mu Yan's background and the Empress Dowager's secrets.

"I think I like it." She nodded. "Although it's tiring sometimes, and I have countless worries every day... I like it."

"why?"

“Because that’s me,” she said, her tone calm but firm. “It’s the path I chose, the thing I’m going to do. For better or for worse, it’s me.”

Xu Ze remained silent for a moment.

He suddenly realized that the woman in front of him was far more complex than he had imagined.

"Let's go." Mu Yan turned and walked into the house. "Since we're waiting for someone to come, we should tidy up the house first."

"tidy?"

“Yeah.” She turned around and blinked. “We can’t let people see that our place is a mess, can we? That would be so embarrassing.”