Mu Xing slid a wooden ladder down from the tortoise's back. As Old Lady Zhuang handed over the spirit stones, the people of Shengdan Village began lining up to board the tortoise's back. People from other villages all cast envious glances.
Some of them had tried to sneak past the villagers of Shengdan Village, but they were always repelled by the magic of the woman named Mu Xing.
"Everyone, we'll see you back at Munan Mansion." Zhou Fugui was the last one to board the black tortoise's back. He then greeted the heads of several other villages.
"Brother Fugui, you are so unfair. You have kept such a good thing a secret. Your village is really rich." said a village chief.
Zhou Fugui shook his head, smiled, and said nothing more. Without even turning back, he climbed onto the black turtle's back. It was the Sang family that had the money, not their village.
Sang Jin still had a lot of spiritual rice in her space, which she planted every night when she returned to the secret realm. However, she didn't donate a single pound of it to people from other villages.
Anyone with even a little bit of cultivation could tell that this spiritual rice was just like ordinary rice. On the surface, it looked no different, but it carried spiritual energy, making it valuable.
"Wow, this is such a grand place to live. Is it really all for us to live in?"
"I'm so afraid of dirtying the bed."
"Me too. There's even opera being performed for us. There's also tea and snacks."
"This, this, this, it's so high when you look at it from above."
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The villagers had never seen such a scene before. If it weren't for the Sang family's help, they would still be digging in the soil for food.
There were dedicated people who arranged rooms for them, and someone else heated up the water for them to take a bath. Snacks and tea were also always available.
"Everyone, feel free to enjoy. You all have bought tickets. The food and tea are all free." Mu Xing said while standing on the second floor of the palace.
Sang Jin and her family were assigned to the main hall, which had at least a hundred rooms.
"Wow! Wow! Wow!" Mrs. Zhuang couldn't stop exclaiming from the moment she entered the palace. It was so gorgeous and beautiful. She hadn't read much and couldn't find any adjectives to describe the beauty of the palace. The only word she could say was "Wow!"
The rest of the Sang family, except for Sang Mu and Sang Jin, behaved in the same way as Old Lady Zhuang, looking around and touching things everywhere.
"You can choose any room you want. As an old man, I just want the one by the window." Old Man Sang spoke first.
The Sang family's children began to choose their rooms.
After the Sang family had finished choosing their rooms, the Li, Mu, and Su siblings began to choose their rooms.
"Girl, when can you find a body for me? I also want to live in a palace." Old Li's voice sounded in Sang Jin's soul.
"It's just that I haven't met the right one yet. You can't ask me to kill someone for you. That's too immoral."
"I really want to get out." Old Li kept urging Sang Jin to find a body for him.
Sang Jin was tired of hearing this and unilaterally cut off contact with Boss Li. Why did she want to help him in the first place? Oh, it was to refine the missing spiritual herbs for the Tiandao Pill.
She hadn't even had the chance to refine the Heavenly Dao Pill yet, so she had to put the search for a body aside for now.
"Hey, girl, you must have cut off contact with me again. I've been talking for a long time but there's no response." Sang Jin didn't talk to him, so he had no choice but to return to the secret realm and continue meditating.
The first thing the villagers of Shengdan Village did upon arriving at the palace was to choose their rooms and then ask for water to be brought to them for bathing. After months of living in the open, it had been a long time since they had a proper bath and lived in a normal house.
After washing, the villagers went to the dining room to eat. The dining room was huge, and everyone had their own portion. The dishes were exquisite, worthy of the life of the wealthy.
If you get bored after dinner, there's a special practice room. Also, there's a theater where maids will bring you tea and snacks whenever you're done.
Despite being exhausted from their journey, the villagers, having washed and eaten their fill, were reluctant to go to sleep. They were extremely excited, especially the children, who scurried from empty room to empty room, playing hide-and-seek.
More than a thousand people came up at once, and the Black Turtle Palace became lively.
The meals for the Sang Jin family were delivered to the dining room in the main hall by special servants, and they did not have to go to the main dining hall to eat.
"Grandpa, how is it to live in this palace?" Sang Jin couldn't help but joked.
"Well, it's okay. I even feel like a rich man." said Old Man Sang.
"I don't know who he is. He said he wanted to take a detour and not go with us." Old Mrs. Zhuang retorted to him.
"It's me, it's me. I was wrong, okay? Old lady, eat quickly. Look, this tofu is made like a flower." Old Man Sang used a spoon to scoop a flower made of tofu for Old Lady Zhuang.
"It looks so good that I can't bear to eat it." Old Mrs. Zhuang couldn't bring herself to eat it.
"Grandma, eat as much as you can. Otherwise you won't be able to finish tomorrow's meal and you'll have to go hungry." Sang Jin also picked up a piece of food with chopsticks for Old Lady Zhuang.
"Mmm, this tastes pretty good."
"The food you eat in the main hall is all spiritual food, which is why it's so delicious," explained the maid beside them. People like them probably don't get to eat it normally.
"But it's not as delicious as the one sent by Master Liao." Old Mrs. Zhuang said again.
The maid didn't say anything else. Miss Mu Xing had said that since they had paid spirit stones, they were all guests. So they should be treated politely, even though she looked down on these refugees.
"Eat quickly, and then have a good rest. I haven't had a good sleep in my bed in months."
Sang Huo, who was always talkative and quick-tempered, ate with his head down and didn't say a word.
"Why isn't your second brother speaking?" Sang Mu asked.
"There are so many delicious foods. If you say one more word, I will eat one less bite. What are you talking about?" This is a thoughtful person.
"Hahaha……"
The Sang family's dinner table was always filled with laughter and laughter. This was also the reason why Sang Jin was willing to accompany them on their gradual escape from famine, rather than just leaving to hide and cultivate. The atmosphere in the Sang family gradually became very warm, which was exactly what she wanted.
Master once told her that while cultivating, one must also cultivate the mind. Why do we cultivate? Cultivation is also against the will of Heaven. Constantly breaking the limits of mortals. What was the meaning of her cultivation in this life? To live longer?
No, she just wanted to become stronger. Strong enough to protect the people she cared about. They had only passed through small towns while fleeing the famine, and hadn't encountered any of the world's most powerful people. So her strength was far from enough.
After dinner, the Sang family couldn't sleep either. Only Sang Jin and Sang Yu found a practice room to meditate. The others went to the theater to watch a play. They also wanted to experience the life of a wealthy master. Everyone was excited.
Sang Jin was struggling to reach the eighth floor, and cold sweat had already seeped out of her forehead.
The final attack failed, but her Ice Coming to the World was able to freeze twenty people simultaneously for two breaths, giving her a huge advantage in group battles.
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