Chapter 940

Mao Li Lan: "Why not just send something over? 【Red Packet】 Little Nannan, here's some food—you can claim it."

Little Nannan: "Thank you, sister."

Hu Yifei: "Wow, is the future going to be the Empress waiting for her sister to return?"

Mao Li Lan: "I won't get killed, so why would anyone wait for my sister to come back!"

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Little Nannan: "My food got stolen... *sniff sniff*..."

Ye Hei: "This… wasn't the village supposed to be full of kind people?"

Zhang Sanfeng: "When granaries are full, people learn honor and shame; when food and clothing are sufficient, they understand propriety. When survival itself is uncertain, humanity vanishes. I've seen this too often in the chaos of the late Yuan."

Zhang Junbao: "In chaotic times, people trade children for food—it's common. What's one orphan compared to that? The villagers raising Nannan when they had surplus grain is already kindness."

Zhang Junbao: "In turbulent times, swapping children for food is common—what more a mere orphan? The villagers raising Nannan when they had surplus grain are already kind."

Mao Li Lan: "Then I'll send some credits—let Little Nannan start cultivating first. Once she cultivates, no one can steal from her."

Mao Li: "Then I'll spend some points to let Little Nannan begin cultivation first. Once she cultivates, no one will be able to take her things."

Su Xiao: "??? Taixuan brother, you're so sneaky."

Xiao Yan: "Yeah. You don't plan to become the Empress's big brother, do you?"

Zhang Taixuan: "Why not?"

Hu Yifei: "Wow, the Dao Lord is blunt."

Ye Hei: "Still, it's best for the Dao Lord to go. He's the strongest, and he has the Taixuan Realm—he can flee if danger arises."

Ye Hei: "But the Dao Lord was also the best in the past. The Dao Lord had the highest strength and possessed the Taixuan Realm—he could always flee if danger arose."

Little Nannan: "Will there be danger? Then brother, don't come yet."

Zhang Taixuan: "No problem."

Gu Xing.

Little Nannan, eyes brimming with tears, crouched under a large tree, heartbroken over her stolen food.

The next moment, she saw a light gate appear, and a beautiful figure stepped out from within.

"Are you Brother Taixuan?"

Little Nannan gazed up hopefully, her voice timid yet eager.

Zhang Taixuan smiled: "Yes. I'm Zhang Taixuan. Come, let's get you something to eat first, then I'll teach you cultivation."

"Mm." Little Nannan beamed, stood up, and followed closely beside Zhang Taixuan.

After walking a few steps, Zhang Taixuan looked toward the village.

Little Nannan grew nervous: "Brother Taixuan, don't hurt them—they're kind. They gave me plenty of food before."

"I know." Zhang Taixuan nodded, waved his hand, "For the next hundred years, this land will have endless grain and no other disasters—this is my repayment for raising you."

"Endless grain?" Little Nannan turned back, eyes sparkling with joy, "That's wonderful! Thank you, Brother Taixuan."

Zhang Taixuan picked up Little Nannan, took one step—and vanished from the planet.

In the fields, a villager stared at the withered crops, worried.

It had not rained in this season for a long time; the crops were yellowing, and if this continued, they'd soon bake to dust.

If the harvest failed, the whole family would starve.

Shush-shush-shush!

Suddenly, a soft rustling sound arose—a drop of rain landed on his cheek, cool and refreshing.

The villager looked up: the sky was drizzling. He burst into joy.

He turned to the field—and saw the withered, dying stalks turn emerald green in an instant, rapidly growing tall, then bursting with plump grain.

Looking at the rice seedlings in the field, the once withered and dying stalks turned lush and vibrant in the blink of an eye, rapidly growing taller and bearing full grains.

The villager froze in shock.

"This is a divine sign!"

"A deity has manifested!"

In this cultivation world, such things were not rare—the villager stumbled home in haste.

Along the way, he met many villagers, all equally ecstatic.

"A deity has manifested—we have grain!"

"Hey, where's that little girl? Why's she gone? Now that we have grain, we can share some with her."

"I saw that little girl magically produce grain, then get robbed."

"Dad, I saw Nannan walk away with a big brother from the sky!"

Everyone fell silent, stunned, then slowly came back to themselves.

"Nannan must've been a celestial deity undergoing tribulation. No one expected her to be wronged. Sigh—thankfully, she's kind-hearted, didn't punish anyone, and even bestowed blessings."

"This was our village's fortune—but someone cut it off. Dammit!"

As they sighed, they vented their rage on the family who stole the grain—chaos erupted.

The crowd sighed as they vented their anger on the family that had stolen grain, instantly plunging the scene into chaos.

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