After hearing what I said, Su Qiyuan smiled and shook his head, his expression a mixture of bitterness and relief: "For these ten thousand years, I have been wandering and struggling in the abyss of pain and despair."

I was looking forward to seeing my junior sister again, and now it seems that all the waiting was not in vain.

This mysterious system finally fulfilled its promise.

Listening to Su Qiyuan's words, I blurted out in surprise: "You don't think I'm your junior sister, do you?"

I really don't know you, Su Qiyuan, is there any misunderstanding here?"

I widened my eyes and looked at him in confusion.

Su Qiyuan looked at me tenderly and said softly, "It's okay, Ling'er. The past is over. Since fate has brought us together here, let's get to know each other again."

I was a little confused by Su Qiyuan's sudden words, so just when I was full of confusion.

A sudden scene on the street caught my attention.

I saw an old woman in simple clothes, with a little boy of about ten years old, running towards me in a hurry.

Before I could react, the two of them knelt in front of me.

I was startled by this sudden action and subconsciously took a step back.

I only heard the old woman kowtow to me repeatedly and said excitedly: "Thank you, senior! If it weren't for you, you gave us souls and bodies."

In this life, we can only be ordinary people who do nothing, so how can we dare to hope to embark on the path of cultivation.

Now, my child and I can both practice cultivation, and we have this magical cell phone.

Not only can we earn precious spirit stones, but we can also learn cultivation techniques. You are our reborn parents!

The old woman's tearful words of gratitude, as well as her and her child's exaggerated actions, instantly attracted the attention of passers-by.

After a while, many people gathered around.

When those people saw me, the gratitude in their eyes was beyond words. Someone in the crowd shouted, "We all have to thank the little fairy. You are our master!"

It is you who give us ordinary people the opportunity to practice in this world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak.

Some other monks also echoed, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"

If Master hadn't given us this magical mobile phone, we really wouldn't know how to find resources for cultivation, let alone improve our strength.

Now that we have this mobile phone, we finally have the confidence to compete with those sect disciples.

For a moment, everyone's enthusiasm surged towards me like a tide. I was flushed by this sudden enthusiasm and was a little overwhelmed.

I could only laugh awkwardly and say, "This is just a function on the phone. It has nothing to do with me directly. You really don't need to thank me."

As I spoke, I secretly looked at Su Qiyuan, my eyes full of help.

Su Qiyuan seemed to notice my embarrassment. He hurried forward and gently pulled me.

Surrounded by the crowd, he squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty and quickly returned to the inn.

After returning to the inn, I breathed a sigh of relief, but my heart still couldn't calm down for a long time.

The gratitude of these people and monks moved me but also made me feel a little uneasy.

I know very well that all this is just an accidental arrangement of fate, and I am just acting in accordance with this wonderful opportunity.

My second brother saw me coming back from afar and hurried to meet me, his face full of anxiety and helplessness.

Before I could stand firmly on my feet, he couldn't wait to hand me his mobile phone, and a video was playing on the screen.

I only heard my second brother say anxiously: "Look, little sister, I don't know who spread this video.

Now the entire Dongling City has fallen into chaos, overcrowded with people, and bustling crowds everywhere.

I looked closely and the video showed that countless people were queuing in front of Dongling Pavilion in a long, winding queue that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Those people's faces were full of anxiety and impatience, and some of them kept standing on tiptoe to look forward.

He kept mumbling complaints: "How long do I have to wait? There are too many people, and the phone sales are taking too long!"

"Afterwards, new videos were continuously uploaded to the Internet, and complaints continued to rise. The entire online world was swept by the craze of buying mobile phones in Dongling Pavilion.

Then, something even more unexpected happened.

A bombshell piece of news went viral on the video platform—this phone was actually made by the Dongling Immortal Sect.

In an instant, it was as if a huge rock was thrown into the calm lake, causing thousands of waves.

Many cultivators heard the news and rushed to the foot of the mountain of Dongling Immortal Sect like a tide.

When I saw this scene, my heart sank suddenly and an uneasy premonition came over me. What should I do?

Just at this moment, a rapid cell phone ring broke the silence in the room.

I looked down and saw that it was Senior Brother Li Chen calling, so I quickly answered the call.

Before I could even open my mouth, Senior Brother Li Chen's anxious voice came through the receiver: "Junior Sister Ling, hurry up! You have to buy some more cell phones and send them over!"

At this moment, the Dongling Pavilion has been surrounded by people and the situation is extremely urgent!

As he spoke, he seemed to turn the camera of his mobile phone towards the crowd, and suddenly a loud and noisy sound came from the receiver, and the sound seemed to burst my eardrums.

I was shocked when I heard what Senior Brother Li Chen said.

I just delivered 100,000 mobile phones to Senior Brother Li Chen this morning.

I thought it would last for a while, but who could have expected that it would be sold out before evening.

I thought to myself that if these monks came with great expectations but ultimately couldn't buy the phones they wanted, it would very likely cause an unpredictable riot.

Thinking of this, I didn't dare to hesitate at all and sent another 1 million mobile phones to Senior Brother Li Chen, just hoping to calm these emotional monks first.

The second brother stood aside, his brows furrowed, and said solemnly, "Little sister, if these monks really cause trouble, what should we do?"

With the cultivation level of my eldest brother and the masters of each peak, it would probably be difficult for them to cope with so many cultivators who are out of control of their emotions.

Sister Yanran heard the conversation between me and my second brother, and she twisted her hands tightly together, her face full of anxiety.

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something and said anxiously, "How about I give Dad a call to see if he's out of confinement? Maybe Dad can help."

Upon hearing this, the second brother quickly said, "Then I'll trouble you, Sister Yanran. If you can get your uncle's help, that would be great."