[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation":3,"chapter-rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-714":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},549443,797,"Chapter 714: 433: Sword Fighting and Mountain Climbing","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-714",714,"\u003Cp>Chapter 714: Chapter 433: Sword Fighting and Mountain Climbing\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After shooing Mr. Qian away, Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning continued to eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tofu pudding contained soybeans, which gave it a crispy bite. Xue Yuantong finished it in just two spoonfuls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he blew in the evening breeze and looked towards the distant Huishui River, feeling the cool moist air on his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Qian had found a small table and meticulously wiped it until it shone before sitting down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Aunt Gu brought over the tofu pudding, and Mr. Qian stared at the bowl, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big sister, come here,” Mr. Qian called.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was loud enough to turn heads around them. Aunt Gu, having no choice, put down what she was doing and hurried over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Qian crossed his legs and waved his fan, adopting the tone of a long-time teacher. “Do you remember what I told you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Gu replied, “You ordered a bowl of tofu pudding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What else?” Mr. Qian pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Gu appeared troubled—she really couldn’t remember.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Qian gestured towards the tofu pudding with his fan and said, “Think harder about what I told you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Gu looked at the tofu pudding and pondered for a while. As other customers started to get impatient, in her desperation, she finally noticed a hint of green in the bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Gu realized her mistake. “I’m sorry, I forgot you didn’t want cilantro. I’ll change it for you right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hurried to make a new batch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong, who had witnessed the whole exchange, commented, “Mr. Qian could have just pointed out the issue directly, but he insisted on making her figure out the mistake herself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ning explained, “It’s called the Socratic method. First, let the boss realize the mistake, then have her correct it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teaching, huh…” Xue Yuantong pondered for a moment and then added, “This isn’t a school, and she isn’t his student.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ning remarked, “That’s why he’s always meddling.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing their dinner, Jiang Ning paid the bill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong said, “That’s not expensive at all, just 12 yuan in total, an average of 6 yuan each.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Ning replied, “I only had one pork sandwich. If we’re averaging it, I only had 4.5 yuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong unreasonably responded, “We were together, so it should be averaged.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine,” Jiang Ning reluctantly agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong happily followed him and said, “Jiang Ning, you’re so nice!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of them walked along the river dam. During the stroll, Jiang Ning received a message from Shao Shuangshuang, who had arranged a mid-year venue in Nan City and even paid for some performances, making it quite a grand event.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is the raffle ready? Are you sure about the single travel voucher?” Shao Shuangshuang asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, sure.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After getting the affirmation, Shao Shuangshuang said, “Alright, I’ll arrange the raffle tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon seeing Jiang Ning on his phone, Xue Yuantong called out, “My mom won’t be coming home tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aunt Gu had gone to Nan City for the event, and her accommodation was arranged by the company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you can stay up late,” Jiang Ning said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, I’m going to Chuchu’s place tonight to hang out, want to come?” Xue Yuantong asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I’ll go by myself.” Xue Yuantong ditched Jiang Ning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sky darkened completely, Chuchu returned and instead of getting busy with dinner, she cooked a bag of instant noodles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The house felt stuffy, and Chuchu carried her bowl to the doorway to eat, not minding rural customs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong stood by, watching her eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Qian, returning from his walk, smelled the instant noodles and shook his head while lamenting in a tone of disappointment:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eat less instant noodles, they have no nutrition. The more you eat, the thinner you get.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chuchu, ever so polite, smiled and replied, “You’re right, Mr. Qian.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Qian felt like he had saved the youth of the nation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Dongdong was munching on instant noodles as he stepped outside, and Mr. Qian once again adopted his educational demeanor:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dongdong, eat fewer instant noodles. Look at how plump you are, you’ll turn into a ball!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xue Yuantong was confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dongdong completely ignored Mr. Qian, treating him like air, which embarrassed Mr. Qian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dongdong quickly finished the instant noodles and continued working on his wooden sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had previously smashed Mr. Qian’s ladder and selected the best piece of bamboo to craft into a wooden sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Dongdong was uncouth, he was skilled with his hands. He smoothly borrowed Uncle Zhang’s sharp butcher knife and carved the wooden sword with swift “click-click” sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While others were dining, he was carving; while others chatted, he still carved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stars don’t ask the travelers, and time doesn’t fail those who try.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From smashing the ladder to crafting the sword, it took a total of four hours!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dongdong finally produced a handsome wooden sword. He carefully sanded it, removing all the splinters, and then wrapped the hilt with a cloth strip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding the sword in one hand, Dongdong stood in the doorway under the bright light. He drew the sword, and it shimmered as though it emitted a light, even projecting a sword beam!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was truly cool!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the doorstep, Jiang Ning maintained a spell, continuously adding special effects to Dongdong’s “treasure sword.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bright spark lit up in Dongdong’s eyes as he exclaimed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My peerless treasure sword!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha! Treasure sword!” Dongdong swung the sword, producing a sky filled with dazzling sword shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved it around, and the multitude of sword images overlapped until they slowly unified, forming a ghostly figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gripping the sword, Dongdong felt a surge of excitement. What greater sense of achievement is there for a child than to create his own treasure sword?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Qian, who had been eating pumpkin seeds, was astonished. He had never seen such a marvelous sword and immediately exclaimed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great sword!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A treasure sword for a hero. Dongdong, I’ll engrave some characters on your sword!” Mr. Qian was itching to do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dongdong agreed, but before that, to make the sword acknowledge its master, he pricked his finger with a needle, letting a drop of blood fall onto the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the acknowledgement ceremony, Mr. Qian took up ink and brush and wrote a line of poetry on the wide sword blade:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A single sword’s cold light crosses nineteen provinces.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting for the ink to dry, Dongdong, holding his peerless sword, strode confidently to Jiang Ning’s door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised the treasure sword, pointing it at Jiang Ning, his eyes defiant.\u003C\u002Fp>",1093,"2026-05-30T14:40:03.582Z","2026-06-01T04:31:29.709Z",1,"novelbin.me","9c56dbb0aaf5dabd968f8a8df16e96c128eb9315f778bd8bb430a94f9a6a07c8","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-715","rebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-chapter-713",1809,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frebirth-slice-of-life-cultivation-cover.jpg"]