Chapter 181: They Are Nothing

Two days later the Dark Guard returned, reported the matters in the capital to the old master, and he instantly became angry.

"How wonderful, they actually let Dizi do this kind of business; it's so unscrupulous. Our Wang Family has an ancestral injunction: we do not engage in women's flesh trade, we do not engage in gambling that destroys families. The Main Family's legitimate son runs a brothel to collect wealth, and the elder brother even has the nerve to ask me to help him."

"You're just angry; in the end, will you help or not?"

"I won't help. He is close to Old Second, let Old Second help him. This year we suffered a disaster here, and all the money was donated by Zongsheng to the common folk, so we have no silver."

The old lady was pleased; she watched the old master pick up his brush and write a reply, and didn't ask anyone to attach a silver note or anything, only then did she feel at ease.

After finishing that letter, the old gentleman was uneasy and wrote another one to Ru'er.

The gist of the letter was that we would not lend silver to the Main Family.

The old lady was finally satisfied, "We should have done this long ago. All these years our family has been giving them everything, handing over any good stuff first, letting them profit first. They're so ungrateful, even trying to have their granddaughter snatch our granddaughter's marriage. You must understand, we are a divided family; why should our things be let them pick first? We won't indulge them any longer."

"Fine, I know it in my heart; I'm not old and foolish, but they are blood relatives, the bond can't be cut for a lifetime. Now I'll give them a hard time so they know that without our support, they are nothing."

"They were never anything to begin with; the in‑laws handed the Wang Family's ancestral legacy to them, and they didn't expand it at all."

"Master, I'm going to plant trees. The extra Two Hundred Million Mu for planting?"

Qiao Mai's face darkened, "What about the others?"

"Wang Jiaru's Servant Girl, Yuan Jiaqi that child was urged by the Academy to quit."

"What about the sea, the sea creatures?"

Then its sharp beak began to flatten, finally becoming a bit cute.

Fortunately, there's nothing much happening at home or outside now, so she can farm in the Space, hoping to get that big blue worm to serve her soon.

"Little Qing pays respects to the Master."

"You really are a copycat; all those years of study were for nothing, hearing the wind is just rain!"

"Fine, you're beautiful and useful."

"You!"

"Bah, I have been living in his house all along, the one who knows this best; those old things not only deserve to be beaten, they deserve death; I can't help but want to beat them up."

Being a fool is fine; once she's a fool, no one will look for her, and she can live her days in peace.

Afterward the old lady nagged Qiao Mai, and Qiao Mai thought to herself, "I'll say it, why isn't there an assassin? Apparently the master of Mingyou Pavilion was stunned dumb by the Cannon."

This big blue worm swindled her with a One Hundred Fifty Million Mu Upgrade, a Level Seven of the Two Hundred Million Mu Upgrade; she stared at the big blue worm, saw its human‑like grin, and as the Space quivered, its two rows of legs and teeth gradually retracted, evolving toward a silkworm cocoon.

Little Qing instantly flared up: "Master, can we speak properly? If I'm ugly, what about you? What about you?"

"Hmph, truly ugly!"

After a moment, the dean ran out from inside and saluted Mr. Wang.

"Because, because you chased and beat your own parents with a broom, he was implicated."

"I am the Space Spirit, what is the greatest advantage of our Space?"

"Master, don't hum, my wings can be lent to you? No, they are duplicated for your use."

"Will anyone believe Wang Jiaru's Student when I say it? You all will just think I'm being evasive."

"Mm mm, no rush, no rush."

That's just finding all sorts of excuses to stay indoors, farming in the Space over and over.

"Go quickly!"

"Go call your dean out!"

Little Qing rolled her big eyes, "What do you mean a bit useful? With me around, Master, you'll save a lot of effort, and you can focus on cultivation."

She'll never have to farm again; damn it, she's fed up with planting.

"What's wrong with you all?"

"Bat?"

Finally, in mid‑May, the Space reached Level Seven, and Qiao Mai was laughing foolishly in the Space.

"Wang Jiaru's Student just wants to clear this matter; as for school, let's drop it. I'll study at home; with Old Mr. Wang here, next year's imperial exam should be no problem."

"Wang Jiaru's Student has seen the old master."

The old lady looked at her and let out a long sigh.

"Do you still have me in your eyes?"

"Why?"

"What on earth is going on?"

"Wow, you finally are a bit useful."

"Yes!"

Day and night she farms trees in the Space; even when Yuan Jiaqi returns home at the end of the month, she doesn't bother with him.

"I have seen the adult!"

After finishing, the person already charged toward the academy gate; once out, they summoned a winter jujube, rode it toward Fucheng.

"You first open a Pit, I'll check the time, then go to the seaside."

The gatekeeper old man saw Old Mr. Wang and immediately paid his respects.

"Alright, once you reach the seaside, I'll handle the rest. Your farming in the Space is unreasonable and poorly done; I'll reorganize everything for you."

"You stay at home waiting for me; I'll go to the Academy to take a look."

It took an entire night, and Qiao Mai stared like that all night; the little creature finally broke out of its cocoon.

The blue worm turned its head and glared at her, "You're a bat, your whole family are bats."

At the end of May she finally emerged from the Space, opened the door, and saw many people sitting in the courtyard, all with worried faces as if waiting for her.

Watching it fly away joyfully, its shed shell also slowly vanished; Qiao Mai finally breathed a sigh of relief, no longer having to farm herself, which saved a lot of effort, and she was thrilled.

"Hmph,"

It stood on its shell and performed a standard gentleman's bow to Qiao Mai.

Otherwise, during the day one handles affairs outside, and at night the time is divided: half for farming, half for cultivation.

Mr. Wang then told the Dean everything about the couple, from beginning to end.

The Dean's expression was a bit awkward, "How about this, I'll take you to explain this to everyone, and you'll come to school tomorrow, okay?"

"I am an elf, perfect among elves; look how beautiful my wings are, how fine my skin is—no butterfly even has wings like mine."

How should I put it? It really does resemble the elf in the picture.

The Dean lowered his head and listened like a child!

"I ask you, have you seen it, or have you experienced it yourself?"

Just as a plant grows rapidly, before long a head burst out of the cocoon.

Wang Meng snorted coldly, and with Yuan Jiaqi was about to walk inside when Qiao Mai rushed over.

It flapped its beautiful wings, with a human‑like face, pointed ears, pink limbs, wearing a little bellyband—so cute and adorable.

"Hmm, just keep planting; anything works, as long as the space expands and the area upgrades."

After speaking, it continued to flaunt its wings before her; honestly, the wings were truly beautiful, and Qiao Mai stared at them, wishing they were hers—she loves such beautiful things.

Seeing a tree makes her faint; seeing the ground makes her collapse.

At the Academy's entrance, Wang Lao Xian knocked open the big gate with a composed face.

"Exactly, so I can duplicate a pair of my wings as a Flying Spiritual Artifact for my master; don't underestimate my wings—while I'm in the space, you can fly with them for as long as you like."

"Finally, you spoke human language!"

The Dean glanced at Yuan Jiaqi, "Even the student is helpless; how big can Weicheng be? Rumors about his wife beating the old servant are spreading like wildfire, and I heard they've fallen ill. Our Academy has strict discipline and will not tolerate such incidents."

Hearing that, Qiao Mai became delighted.

"What's the borrowing method?"

"I see, Yuan Jiaqi, why didn't you say so earlier?"

"Duplicate?"

The old master took him to the Academy for a discussion.

"No wind, no waves."

"I am human, not ugly among humans."

"Zu Fu, Yuan Jiaqi, you two wait."

She dismounted, handed the winter jujube to the Wang Family's carriage driver, and followed the two into the Academy.

The Dean gathered everyone on short notice; along the way, the old master gave Qiao Mai a brief rundown.

The Fenglin Shuyuan students stood on the playground; Qiao Mai stopped Yuan Jiaqi, saying she would speak because the matter started with her.

(End of chapter)