In the future, Earth becomes a relic of the mythical era.

Chapter 6: Awe-inspiring throughout the Nine Provinces
The next day.

"Xiao Xie, are you going out?"

As soon as Xie Lingxin stepped out the door, a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties was tending to a pot of impatiens on the balcony of the corridor.

This is his next-door neighbor, also surnamed Xie.

At least half of the people in Leigong Village have the surname Xie.

It seems that during that great revival that I had only heard about in history class, people used bloodlines and surnames to maintain relationships, live in groups, and help each other in order to survive and develop.

Gradually, "clan" became a distinctive feature of the Kyushu Federation.

Everywhere there are clans of all sizes, and the higher one's social status, the more one values ​​clan lineage and tradition.

This has resulted in the Kyushu Great Federation being technologically advanced, yet it still has many powerful clans and aristocratic families resembling those of the feudal era of the previous generation, with no shortage of such families.

However, in villages like Leigong Village, which are at the bottom of society, clan characteristics are very weak.

Apart from annual ancestral worship activities, there isn't much interaction between them.

For example, the Aunt Xie in front of her belonged to the same Xie clan as her, but Xie Lingxin didn't even know her name.

I just kept calling her Aunt Xie.

All I know is that she tends to that pot of balsam flowers every morning and evening.

Xie Lingxin is not aloof, but the original owner of this body was very aloof.

When he first arrived, his predecessor was only ten years old. In order to avoid trouble, he continued his predecessor's reclusive nature.

I don't interact much with the people around me.

However, no matter how much he tried to conceal his personality, it was still different from the original owner's, and over the years, he had a pretty good reputation.

"Good morning, Aunt Xie." Xie Lingxin nodded to her and walked past her.

A smile played on his face, neither cold nor overly enthusiastic, just right.

"Xie Lingxin, running errands again?"

Xie Lingxin smiled politely: "If I don't run errands, will you support me?"

"Pooh!"

Aunt Xie spat and retorted in a sinister tone, "Xie Lingxin, you should be in school at your age. Don't disappoint your father! And make your heartless mother regret her actions!"

This is a veiled way of saying that he was born of a father but had no mother to raise him.

He's truly a master; he kills without shedding blood!

Xie Lingxin smiled brightly, her sweet words saying, "Why are you interfering with me? If you like interfering so much, why don't you have a child of your own to manage? Is it because no one else is willing to have one with you?"

Let him be strong, I will still face the consequences, even if it means my own death.

"You...! I'm not talking to you!"

Aunt Xie, clutching the balsam flowers, retreated in a panic!

"Pshaw, utterly pathetic."

Xie Lingxin walked away satisfied.

"Xiao Xie, I think I saw the police bring you back today. You didn't do anything wrong, did you? I told you to study hard, but you wouldn't listen and just messed around. Now look what happened! You'll be in jail sooner or later!"

"You're the one who's in trouble! Your whole family is in trouble!"

As he walked down the long corridor, he was frequently challenged to sparring matches.

Xie Lingxin greeted them all with a smile and warmth.

That's the downside of tenement buildings: there's no privacy, and if anything happens, almost everyone in the building knows.

They may not have any ill intentions, nor may they have any good intentions.

He was just bored and made fun of people.

Xie Lingxin was already used to it.

But who is he? He's inherently rebellious, a stubborn mule, how could he possibly tolerate such a loss?
Fighting with others is endlessly enjoyable.

"I don't know what this kid did wrong, I've seen the police come looking for him several times."

“I told you long ago that this kid is no good. His mother doesn’t want him, his father doesn’t care about him, he’s uneducated and doesn’t go to school. I heard he has connections with the gangs around the farmers’ market!”

"Don't talk nonsense! Xiao Xie isn't that kind of person!"

"Exactly, is it easy for Xiao Xie? He's so young, working day and night to earn money. Have you ever seen a kid as reliable and sensible as him?"

"It's you? Aunt Wang, your child is older than him, isn't he? He wanders around all day, doing nothing productive!"

"Old Ma, your son is the same. You've worked hard for decades scrubbing skins in the bathhouse, scrubbing countless skins to earn the money you've earned, and sent him to school in the city. But he's all daydreaming, wanting to join a gang, wanting to cultivate himself, he's not down-to-earth at all!"

"Tch! What's it to you!"

"Luo Glasses! Xie Lingxin is your illegitimate child? Why are you meddling so much! Let me tell you, my son is extraordinary by nature. What's wrong with him wanting to cultivate? So what!"

"..."

They were all neighbors and knew Xie Lingxin's fighting prowess, so they didn't dare to engage in a prolonged fight head-on. Only after he left did a heated argument erupt behind them.

They assumed Xie Lingxin had gone too far to hear them.

But in fact, he has now practiced the "Basic Visualization Method" and the "Great Emperor's Sutra Explanation Diagram", and has achieved success in visualizing the consciousness.

Putting everything else aside, his senses have become much sharper than before.

He listened to all these words.

Some people say he's bad, while others say he's good.

Xie Lingxin had no intention of launching a counterattack.

Your brother Xie is now a spiritual practitioner, how could he possibly stoop to the level of you little shrimps?
In fact, a tenement building is a large community, and saying that it is a mixed bag is too romantic.

He has good interpersonal relationships; in this world, there are all sorts of people.

If someone can slap a jerk a few times for you when he's being mean, then you've really succeeded as a person.

"Grandma, give me two steamed buns."

When I arrived at the alley downstairs, I saw an elderly woman surnamed Xie, who was nearly seventy years old, had set up a small stall selling soy milk, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and the like.

People in Leizhou have a habit of eating soy milk with fried dough sticks for breakfast and late-night snacks.

Each floor of the tenement building has only one communal kitchen, which is packed with people during mealtimes.

When Lao Xie isn't around, Xie Lingxin doesn't like to go there and squeeze in.

With that time, he could earn it back by completing a few more orders.

Two steamed buns for five cents, plus a kettle of hot water, would be enough to keep him going for half a day.

Grandma Xie looked up and saw Xie Lingxin, her face full of disgust: "You eat steamed buns every day, why is it so hard to earn a little money from you?"

He took the 50 cents, but quickly picked up two meat buns and stuffed them into his hand.

"Grandma, this..."

Before he could finish speaking, Granny Xie waved her hand to shoo him away: "Go away! I'm busy, don't get in the way!"

Xie Lingxin knew her temper; if she argued with her again, she could just stuff two more things into her hands.

I had no choice but to thank them.

Don't let her fierce appearance and harsh voice fool you; she has a kinder heart than most people.

Actually, it's because she feels she's young, often unsupervised, eats poorly, and hasn't gained much weight, so she frequently finds excuses to add extra food to her diet.

This is one of the few people in Leigong Village who makes Xie Lingxin lose her will to fight.

After quickly finishing Grandma Xie's kind offer, he hopped on his most valuable possession—a small electric scooter—and left the alley.

If you want to cultivate yourself, it's definitely not enough to rely on Lao Xie's meager salary.

The matter of getting a job at the Environmental Protection Bureau is still unresolved.

Even ordinary people know that the cost of cultivation is beyond the reach of ordinary families.

The money I've saved up over the years has basically all been spent on basic conceptual ideas.

He is not yet qualified to sit at home and peacefully cultivate himself.

We need to find a way to make money, otherwise, let alone cultivate ourselves, we'll starve.

Turn on your phone.

He started taking delivery jobs on an app platform called "Bestda" when he was ten years old.

Delivery work, package delivery, doing strange things for people.

There are no restrictions on minors here.

In his past life, he painstakingly climbed out of the mud and onto the shore, but before his good days could begin, he had to start all over again.

Where are you going to make sense?
"Ding~ You have a new errand order~"

Wow, that's quite timely.

Xie Lingxin was quick-witted and immediately grabbed an order.

I was just about to take a closer look.

"Xie Lingxin! Wait for me!"

A hoarse voice came from behind. Before he could turn around, he felt the electric scooter suddenly lurch under the weight and make a creaking sound.

"Take me to school!"

“Ma Fei, if my car is totaled, it’s because you’ve been ruined by riding in it. I’ll ask your dad for money when I get back tonight.”

Xie Lingxin turned around and glared at the person who came in.

A very sturdy young man, the same age as him, but much taller and heavier.

This kid is one of the scoundrels who was cricketing behind his back earlier; he's the son of Old Ma, who works as a leather-skinning craftsman and attends school in the city.

Knowing that he had to run errands in the city every day, he often hitched a ride on his electric scooter to go to school.

Xie Lingxin was certain that Old Ma had taught him this, just to save that 1.2 yuan subway fare.

I glanced at the address on the order form; it was on my way.

Considering that she was charging her electric scooter by secretly running an extension cord from Lao Ma's house, Xie Lingxin didn't hold it against him.

Old Ma may be stingy and cheap, but he's a master at scrubbing people in the bathhouse.

The old acquaintances in the village, as well as those who occasionally come from outside, all like to call him "Cuo" (meaning "rubbing"), because he's usually very busy.

Xie Lingxin then persuaded Ma Fei to secretly run a cable from his house to charge his phone.

Take it back before Lao Ma comes back.

Because Old Ma's family lives on the first floor, which is convenient.

Well, that's right.

The electric scooter, carrying two people, crawled laboriously along the road. Xie Lingxin, unusually, slowed down to take a closer look at the city she had lived in for several years but had never truly appreciated.

Aside from a few things he found quite magical, this world wasn't much different from his previous life.

Leizhou is just a small, third-tier city in the Far East.

But the bustling downtown areas, with their towering buildings and dazzling lights, are still there.

A giant projection screen displays advertisements directly into the air.

Even during the day, it is just as dazzling and colorful.

Amidst the complexity, they maintained strict order and remained completely undisturbed.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on a giant projection screen.

"Chen Jinxin, an outstanding young spiritual practitioner from our city, has recently returned to Leizhou..."

"A high-ranking city official personally congratulated Chen Jinxin on winning the championship in the youth girls' group of the 365th World's Number One Daoist Forum..."

"It is said that before Chen Jinxin won first place in the junior girls' group, she had already received admission letters from top-tier cultivation academies such as the Central Star Federation University, Kunlun University, and Shenwu University..."

When asked which top-tier college she would choose to attend, Chen Jinxin gave an unexpected answer, stating that she would return to her hometown of Leizhou City to study at Qixing College...

On the giant screen was a bright and beautiful young girl.

"How is it? Pretty, isn't it?"

Ma Fei was also watching the giant screen, a sense of pride on his face.

"This is a golden phoenix that flew out of our city, the best in the world! Although it's just the teenage girls' group, it's a gathering of the young geniuses from all nine planets of the ancestral star system!"

The nine planets of the ancestral star system, with the central star at the head, form the Kyushu Great Federation.

These nine planets are re-formed from fragments of the ancestral star after its breakup.

The nine planets share a common origin, which is the origin of the name "ancestral star system".

Xie Lingxin had known for a long time that the ancestral star was most likely the little broken ball from her previous life.

Because he often sees news reports about the discovery of ancestral planetary relics in some place.

According to them, it was a site from the ancient mythological era.

But Xie Lingxin clearly recognized something—it was a product of the Little Broken Ball.

The planet he stands on now is called Far East Star, a remote planet among the nine planets.

"A real man should marry Chen Jinxin!"

Ma Fei danced with excitement, his chubby face turning bright red.

It's as if he's the great man.

Xie Lingxin was speechless for a moment.

His attention wasn't actually on the girl, but on a boy standing next to her.

The boy's appearance was fleeting; Ma Fei's gaze was fixed on the girl, so he didn't notice him.

That boy, if not exactly a carbon copy of Xie Lingxin, at least bore an 80% resemblance.

That was the younger brother of the original body?

Xie Lingxin had never actually met him; she only vaguely remembered him from her predecessor's memories.

And when I saw that scene just now, I suddenly felt a little excited for some reason.

Perhaps there really is a blood connection?
So, that girl is the little girl that my previous incarnation saved?
She resembles the little girl from her predecessor's memories, though they still bear a slight resemblance.

A petite figure appeared in my mind, her cheeks, like steamed buns, covered in grime.

With a mix of cuteness and embarrassment, she timidly said, "Brother Ling, I'm scared. Please don't leave me alone..."

Xie Lingxin was slightly taken aback.

It's the memories of the previous incarnation at work.

"Alright, stop looking. It's pointless to keep looking."

At this moment, Ma Fei was the first to come to his senses. Seeing that Xie Lingxin was still looking up at the giant screen from time to time, he assumed that she was mesmerized.

I couldn't help but pat him on the back.

"They are destined to be from heaven, and they are not from the same world as us."

"However, I will soon begin my cultivation. With my talent, I, Ma, will one day stand shoulder to shoulder with her! When that time comes, I will not forget you, brother!"

In the blink of an eye, he was lost in his own fantasies again.

Xie Lingxin stabbed, "How long is 'someday'?"

"Uh... whatever you want! Anyway, it won't be long!"

"So how long is it exactly?"

Enraged, Ma Fei shouted, "Get out!"

Xie Lingxin ignored her: "You said you'll be starting to cultivate soon? What's going on?"

Ma Fei said mysteriously, "You think I learned this all by myself? You don't know, do you? I've been maintaining good relationships with all the gangs in the city."

"I recently heard that the area around Leigong Village is going to be relocated!"

"..."

So you went to school just to join gangs? You wasted your time studying.

Xie Lingxin silently complained, then asked, "Is this even possible?"

Why aren't you wearing it?

"The conditions there, besides providing a replacement apartment in the city, also include a large sum of money."

"With this money, I can buy a basic visualization method and hire a spiritual master to guide me!"

"Once I enter the Realm of Legends and cultivate my spiritual consciousness, I will be qualified to apply for the Seven Star Academy!"

Ma Fei spoke excitedly, then suddenly realized that Xie Lingxin might not understand what he was saying, so he carefully explained it to her.

Then he said smugly, "Hehe, brother, I won't forget you when the time comes. When I become a cultivation master, I'll be your guide for free and help you with your cultivation!"

Brother, you're going to be disappointed, your older brother has already done it before you.

Xie Lingxin pursed her lips, unable to bear telling him the truth.

In fact, what he said had been explained in the "Cultivation Manual" that Su Li gave him.

Without condensing one's consciousness, one cannot enter the legendary realm on one's own.

Those who can condense their consciousness without entering the legendary realm are one in ten thousand.

Therefore, where there is demand, there is solution.

Long ago, there were masters of cultivation who created methods to bring things from the legendary realm into the material world.

These legendary objects all contain the power of legend, and are rare and precious materials that can help people concentrate their consciousness.

However, the conditions are very demanding, so the price is high, and there is usually no market for it even if the price is right.

Therefore, someone created another, more cost-effective approach.

Methods that can temporarily enhance a person's spirit, using external objects to achieve an effect similar to that of the conscious mind.

Then, under the protection of the cultivation master, they entered the legendary realm.

Although hiring a spiritual master is expensive, it is far more cost-effective than directly purchasing legendary items in the material world.

This is called an extradition officer.

Generally speaking, whether one directly purchases legendary items to condense one's consciousness or borrows external objects to enter the legendary realm, one cannot do without a guide.

This alone greatly enhances the value of the "Illustrated Sutra of the Great Emperor".

That saved him a lot of money.

"Hiring an extradition agent would cost at least a million, wouldn't it?"

Xie Lingxin exclaimed in surprise, "And with your level of skill, before the extradition, we'd have to hire a master cultivator to give you some basic visualization lessons, which would be another huge expense."

"Plus, an apartment in the city center would cost at least several million. All in all, wouldn't it be close to ten million? Who is this developer to be so generous?"

Although one can use external objects to guide others, one's own spirit cannot be too weak.

Ma Fei became even more mysterious, whispering, "You've heard of Thunder Group, right?"

"The first Chen family in Leizhou?"

Xie Lingxin's brows twitched slightly.

He looked up again at the girl on the giant screen in the sky.

Tsk, I really do have a connection with this guy surnamed Chen.

"Why would Thunder Group even look at Thunder Village?"

Everyone in Leizhou knows the Chen family; the Leiting Group is owned by the Chen family.

It has even established a presence in surrounding major cities, and is known as Leizhou Chen.

Given the size and resources of the Thunder Group, if Leigong Village were valuable, they would have already acquired it.

"How would I know... No, what do you mean? What's wrong with our Leigong Village?"

Ma Fei said with dissatisfaction.

"Good, good, good, that's the best."

Xie Lingxin coaxed, "Are you sure the information is correct?"

Ma Fei curled his lip: "How could it be wrong? These people's methods for relocation are nothing more than the same few tricks: coercion and bribery."

"If we've given them enough benefits, and there are still those who don't know what's good for them, then we'll have to resort to force."

“Chen You, a prominent figure in Leizhou, would never do such a thing himself, so the business naturally fell into the hands of the local gangs.”

Xie Lingxin was even more suspicious: "Would someone else leak this kind of information to you?"

He didn't know how Ma Fei operated outside, but without a life-or-death bond, would he really give you this kind of information?

He himself was tempted when he heard the news.

Their tenement building is so cheap, it's impossible to sell it.

If he really had such good conditions, he would knock Lao Xie unconscious and sell him for a profit.

"Squeak~"

As they were talking, they arrived at the gate of Ma Fei's school.

Xie Lingfei braked the car, and Ma Fei jumped off, patted him on the shoulder, and winked at him, saying:

"Got it? Don't say your brother doesn't take care of you. Quickly persuade your dad to sell this dilapidated house. Then we brothers can practice martial arts together and one day we'll be a force to be reckoned with in the Nine Provinces Federation!"

(End of this chapter)