Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Jiang Ning strolled to the sofa and sat down as if he were the master of the place.

Han Yue's expression grew increasingly gloomy, staring fixedly at Jiang Ning: "Who are you?"

Jiang Ning smirked, deliberately revealing a wild grin: "I'm someone you can't afford to mess with."

Han Yue laughed angrily: "Li Qing, give me an explanation?"

Li Qing felt both terrified and furious inside.

He feared Han Yue's anger; after all, their Rui Fang Group wasn't a high-tech company. If they angered Han Yue, there would be no good outcome.

He was furious as he stared at the suddenly intruding young stranger, wishing he could tear him apart.

Li Qing's face was fierce: "Get out!"

He picked up his phone to call the bodyguards.

Jiang Ning casually grabbed, and the phone fell into his hand. He turned the phone in his hand: "I'll give you a chance, let's talk."

Upon hearing this, Han Yue completely exploded.

With power in hand and everyone clamoring to please him, how could he endure such treatment? His features twisted, showing a morbid, manic rage: "I'll talk to your mother!"

He swore he would personally break this youth's legs!

"I will...!"

Jiang Ning raised his hand, and lightning-quick, slapped. The slap was so powerful that striking Han Yue's face caused a terrifying bone-cracking sound.

Han Yue, like a duck whose throat was squeezed, fell silent instantly, his neck moved unnaturally, hitting the coffee table, knocked unconscious.

Jiang Ning slowly retracted his hand and uttered two words: "Noisy."

Nearby, Li Qing looked terrified as he witnessed Han Yue's limp neck, swaying like rubber, seemingly boneless.

"You, you!" He pointed at Jiang Ning, trembling all over.

Li Qing, a wealthy titan, had once led hundreds of workers to fight competitors for projects. He had seen grand scenes, but this bizarre scene was a first for him.

The youth before him evoked an uncontrollable thought: 'Who on earth is he? He...he dealt with Han Yue...!!!'

Music in the hall abruptly stopped, and the dancers on the other side of the curtain made mistakes due to the impact.

Jiang Ning noticed, grabbed at the rosewood tea table in front of him, picked up a string of exquisite bracelets, and gently tugged, filling his hand with gold-inlaid jade beads.

Jiang Ning waved his hand, scattering dozens of beads precisely onto the curtain, like a dense rain falling on the jade platform, and he lazily called out:

"Keep playing music and dancing!"

Quickly, the music resumed, more urgent than ever, and among the music, the eighteen beautiful and graceful dancers spun faster and faster, sleeves fluttering, skirts swirling, like the glory of a prosperous era!

...

After dealing with the minor trouble of the Evergreen Liquid, Jiang Ning activated the Spirit Boat, traversing four places to get the Han City delicacies that the Evergreen Liquid employees helped buy.

Then, he steered the Spirit Boat, soaring straight into the sky, overlooking the lakes, rivers, and city beneath, where water and sky met, across the Yangtze River in the city, with boats coming and going, flocks of birds soaring.

Jiang Ning fully powered the Spirit Boat, covering the 400 km from Han City to Yuzhou in 20 minutes, reaching the river dam.

He made a tail swing, landed at the entrance, and then headed to the door carrying a bunch of food.

What he saw next left Jiang Ning stunned.

At the doorstep, Xue Yuantong was lying on the table doing homework, with Aunt Gu sitting nearby on a stool watching over her.

"What's going on here?" Jiang Ning asked.

Xue Yuantong, seeing her savior, exclaimed excitedly: "Jiang Ning, you're back!"

After shouting, she sheepishly glanced at her mother.

Aunt Gu said nothing.

Jiang Ning noticed Yuantong's little ears were red, as if someone had twisted them.

"What happened to your ears?"

Xue Yuantong, reluctant to face this painful question, squirmed: "Just rubbed them red earlier."

Jiang Ning: "Alright, I brought food for dinner."

His Divine Sense swept over the kitchen; no dinner had been made at home.

"Great, great!" She thought there would be nothing to eat tonight; luckily, Jiang Ning was back.

Jiang Ning: "Call Chuchu."

Aunt Gu wasn't eating at home; she had something to attend to at the company in the evening.

Studying Xue Chuchu was informed by Yuantong that Jiang Ning brought food back.

Upon hearing this, Xue Chuchu felt intrigued, but out of habit, she politely declined. Tongtong insisted, and Chuchu agreed.

When they arrived, the three of them gathered around the small table by the door. Jiang Ning unpacked a bag full of Han City's specialties: hot dry noodles, stewed beef, duck neck, and osmanthus-flavored iced small glutinous rice balls.

Xue Chuchu felt that Jiang Ning had opened up a new world for her. When she saw the desserts, her thin lips parted slightly, and she felt a bit tempted.

Next to her, Tongtong held a bowl with both hands, saying, "Jiang Ning, where did you buy these? They're still so cool!"

Jiang Ning had cast an array to keep them warm during the trip, allowing them to stay as they were: "I had someone buy them for me."

Seeing this, Chuchu suddenly recalled last night, when they were eating desserts and Tongtong actually let Jiang Ning touch...

Thinking of this, Chuchu's long, moist legs were nervously squeezed together under the table, and her expression became unnatural.

"Forget about those things..." Chuchu scooped a spoonful and put it into her small mouth.

The small glutinous rice balls were icy, with a soft and glutinous texture and a hint of rice wine fragrance. She ate three small rice balls in a row, and a layer of pleasant color appeared on her cool face.

Xue Yuantong picked up some stewed beef, put it into the hot dry noodles, and combined them into beef mixed noodles. The high-gluten wheat noodles, mixed with sesame paste and peanut butter, paired with tender beef slow-cooked in an iron pot, made her eat to her heart's content.

Jiang Ning took a piece of Han City's duck neck and tasted it slowly, leisurely taking out his phone.

Yang Sheng was arranging a badminton game with someone in the group chat.

Dong Qingfeng and Liu Chuandao both responded, competing for spots, with Liu Chuandao, unsurprisingly, at a disadvantage.

Zhang Chi shouted in the group: "Does anyone have any ways to make money?"

After buying a phone, coupled with daily expenses, the money he earned from carrying cement over summer vacation was almost gone.

The new classmate, Chai Wei, saw this and replied: "It's not hard to make money, right? If you have an idle, second-hand phone, you can sell it."

Wang Longlong: "That's my Brother Chai, always has a way."

Dan Kaiquan: "Impressive, truly impressive."

Cui Yu: "You're such a genius."

Though they seemed to compliment him on the surface, they were actually being sarcastic. Chai Wei didn't catch on and thought they were genuinely praising him, continuing to explain: "If you've got second-hand stuff that you don't use yourself, isn't it just perfect to sell it?"

Zhang Chi thought it made sense. He remembered at lunch today he had crashed a feast and taken out a large bottle of unfinished pulpy orange juice from the hotel.

Zhang Chi took a picture of the pulpy orange juice and posted it in the group: "Pulpy orange juice bought at noon today, 10 bucks a bottle, drank half and can't finish it, selling the rest for 5 bucks, who wants it?"

Meng Zi Yun: "..."

She was a little puzzled as to why someone like this existed in Class 8.

Former Class 6's Qiang Li commented: "Damn, you're out of line."

Tang Jing: "Zhang Chi, are you nuts? Selling in the student group?"

Zhang Chi retorted: "What's it to you if I sell drinks? Why can't I sell them?"

Yang Sheng: "Yuxia, what time are you coming to class, up for a game of badminton?"

Zhang Chi was annoyed, @Yang Sheng: "Quiet for a moment, my pulpy orange juice is now 4 bucks, anyone want it speak up."

Yang Sheng felt baffled, had she offended Zhang Chi somehow?

But since the person was triggered, she decided not to hold back. Yang Sheng tapped out a message on the screen:

"Selling a piece of chewing gum, chewed for 3 minutes and I don't want it anymore, can still be chewed for another 5 minutes, selling for 1 buck, genuine inquiries only."

Cui Yu: "Hahaha."

Wu Xiaoqi: "This is hilarious!"

Ma Shicheng: "3 cents is too cheap. It's imported chewing gum, should be more expensive."

Wang Longlong chirped in: "Hey, Brother Ma, it's not just imported, it's exported too!"

Zhang Chi's face alternated between dark and bright; he finally understood Yang Sheng's point—it was a direct insult.

Liu Chuandao saw this and, reminded of the humiliation of being overshadowed by Dong Qingfeng, thought he had lost too many times and had to reclaim this round.

He resolutely @Yang Sheng:

"Can it really be chewed for five minutes? I'll buy it!"

Yang Sheng: "??"

Zhang Chi @Liu Chuandao: "That piece of gum has been chewed, you might as well buy my drink, which wasn't backwashed."

Liu Chuandao: "I specifically want the chewed one!"

A new male classmate, Zhao Qianqian, suddenly chimed in, sending a voice message.

Zhang Chi opened it and heard an incredibly charming voice: "Oh, not backwashed, then I don't want it~"