"You little brat, can you please learn from your elder brother and listen to me a little? All you do all day is argue with me and your mother." Old Man Sang picked up a branch from the ground and pretended to set off Sang Huo.

"My eldest brother, that's embarrassing to say. I am the mouthpiece of our Sang family. What I say is the voice of everyone." Sang Huo added fuel to the fire.

Sang Jin suddenly found her second uncle quite amusing. He had been well-protected by her grandmother since childhood. He was also a simple person. He spoke his mind without hesitation and never engaged in any schemes or intrigues.

"The village chief said that he is still the patriarch of the Zhou family, so he will give the position of village chief to me. If I really don't want to do anything, he will do the work and I will make the decisions on major issues. It's okay for me to just have the title of village chief." Village chief Zhou said this with great sincerity.

"Dad, then you, as the village chief, will become a hands-off boss, right?" Sang Huo continued.

"Kid, from what you said, you are against me being the village chief." said Old Man Sang.

"Dad, that's not what my second brother meant. Think about why the villagers insist on you being the village chief." Sang Mu went straight to the crux of the matter.

"You mean, they want to rely on us. They want to take advantage of our little Sang Jin." Old Man Sang said what he had always been reluctant to admit.

"What else can you do? What use do you think you are to the village? But our little Sang Jin is different. She knows the art of medicine, she has elixirs, she has a powerful master who is a cultivator, and she has money and food. I don't know what other treasures she has on her. The key is that she has a kind heart." Sang Huo said.

It turns out that in her second uncle's eyes, she is a kind girl. Sang Jin thought to herself. Her second uncle is also a very insightful person.

"Little Sang Jin, you'll definitely have to leave the village someday. They can't possibly hire a five-year-old girl to be the village chief. As long as they keep you as the village chief, you can't just ignore the village," Sang Huo continued. He liked to speak his mind, but he wasn't stupid.

After hearing this, Father Sang looked up at Sang Jin. The rest of the Sang family also looked up at Sang Jin. Sang Yu, Sang Ling, and the others were playing with the windmill toys Sang Jin had bought them yesterday.

"If Grandpa wants to be the village chief, then go ahead. It's just a small village, and they haven't done anything bad." Sang Jin shared her father's thoughts. It's just a small village chief. She could afford to support two more small villages like this.

"Hey, then I'll go right away. I've accepted the job as village chief. From now on, I'll be village chief Sang." Old Man Sang was very proud to be the village chief. As a man, who wouldn't want to be an official and make some money? He never expected that he would become a village official in his old age thanks to his granddaughter.

After Father Sang became village chief, the Sang family marched at the front of the procession. All the women, including little Sang Yu, rode in the carriage, while the men followed. Leading the horses were brothers Sang Mu and Sang Huo. Li Jingyu and his wife followed alongside the Sang family carriage.

Next came Clan Leader Zhou (author: former Village Chief Zhou) and his family. The elderly, weak, and sick of the village walked in the middle, with two low-level cultivators from the Zhou family, at the third level of Qi Refining, leading the rear. A plague had killed over two hundred people, and now only about nine hundred remained in Zhou Village.

After walking for three days, it was not until the evening that Old Man Sang led the villagers to the gate of Yansha City where Sang Jin had arrived earlier.

How could the villagers not be excited when they finally saw a city? They had heard from the village chief that there would be a city in three days' walk, but seeing the city with their own eyes was a completely different feeling.

This means they can exchange things. Many people in the village already have savings, which can be exchanged for food.

It cost ten coins per person to enter the city. Sang Jin felt a pang of regret for the one spirit stone Li Jingyu had spent on the entrance fee. The county magistrate had set this threshold to prevent a rush of disaster victims from entering the city and causing disruption to the city.

Even with ten coins per person, many people still couldn't afford to enter the city. After all, ten coins could buy more than a pound of rice. If it were corn, it could buy three pounds.

Finally, the village chief, Old Man Sang, decided to select ten households from the village who were going to the city, and Sang Mu would lead the group. Other families who wanted to buy things but couldn't afford the entrance fee could ask them to take them. Each person would help about ten households. Sang Mu would be responsible for helping everyone store their belongings.

Sang Jin didn't get involved in this trivial matter. She stayed in the carriage to meditate. She wanted to seize every moment to improve her cultivation. This second level of Qi training was far from enough.

Sang Mu took the silver his mother had given him and spent two taels of silver on food, a total of 332 kilograms. With ten people in his family, there was no telling what might happen along the way. Since he had a space ring, his mother suggested he save some food. If they ate sparingly, it would last them a while.

They couldn't just wait for little Sang Jin to take care of everything. After all, no matter how capable little Sang Jin was, she was still just a child. We adults had to do our part as adults, too.

An hour after Sangmu and his friends entered the city.

Sang Jin, who was cultivating in the carriage, suddenly opened her eyes. Her spiritual sense detected a large group of people approaching from about 500 meters away. The chaotic sound of footsteps suggested they were also disaster victims.

"Grandpa, please quickly tell everyone to gather together and don't get separated. There is a large group of people coming towards us not far away." Sang Jin jumped off the carriage and ran to Old Man Sang and said.

"Okay, let's listen to our little lucky star." Father Sang immediately stood up and told Chief Zhou to call on the people in his village to move aside and gather together, so that they wouldn't be dispersed by the crowd later.

The people of Zhou Er Village were also very cooperative. In just half an incense stick of time, everyone gathered together and gave up half of the official road.

The footsteps were getting closer, and Sang Jin could already see someone walking towards them. The person leading the group was someone Clan Leader Zhou knew; it was Zhou Dahe, the head of Zhou Da Village.

The people of Zhouda Village were not as clean as those of Zhouer Village. They were all filthy. There were half as many people as when I first left the village.

"Oh! It's an old acquaintance. Zhou Fugui, here, here. I am Zhou Dahe." Zhou Dahe took the initiative to greet Zhou Fugui.

Zhou Fugui glanced at him. He had spent half his life competing with the people of Zhou Dacun. This time, their village had produced Sang Jin, so they could finally be considered victorious. Look at how dusty and dirty they all looked.

"This is the new village chief of our village, Sang Jin. He is a few years younger than you. Don't bully him." Zhou Fugui said.

"No way! It's only been a month since we last met, and you've been usurped from your position as village chief. That guy called Sang Jin, tell me, did you force your village chief to become your own?" Zhou Dahe usually compared himself to Zhou Fugui, but at this crucial moment, they felt a mutual sympathy. He was defending Zhou Fugui.