Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1739 - 953: Reunion

Yin Yu spoke in an even tone, a subtle smile gracing her lips – not one of contempt, but another expression that unsettled onlookers.

Wang Yong, mid-mouthful of rice, found her gaze strangely familiar, as if he'd encountered it before, though this iteration felt undeniably more refined.

Chen Siyu, however, didn't delve that deep, perceiving Yin Yu as nothing short of manipulative.

Chen Siyu proudly declared the fruits of their labor: "Eight hundred yuan in half a day, obviously that's a substantial amount!"

With an outward appearance of pure innocence, Yin Yu chirped, "Oh my, that's truly impressive! You all clearly put in so much effort. Perhaps a round of applause is in order?"

As she uttered these words, Yin Yu, for all to see, began to clap for their hard work that day.

Her smile persisted, her eyes as clear as water, leaving no room for criticism.

Yet, a bizarre feeling washed over Wang Yong.

Zhuang Jianhui, long harboring annoyance towards Yin Yu, interjected sharply, "Eight hundred in half a day isn't a lot? Even your father, working himself to the bone, couldn't earn that much."

Gong Jin’s eyes widened in surprise at the remark. "Jianhui, you've only been in Yuzhou for a little over a year, and your insult game has certainly leveled up!"

Yin Yu merely smiled. "Apologies, but my father earns considerably more than that."

Chen Siyu retorted, "Fine, then your father swings it remarkably fast."

Tongtong chimed in, "He's dual-wielding, even!"

A burst of laughter erupted from Gong Jin, quickly stifled by a cough.

Yin Yu’s smile wavered upon hearing this, her expression slowly stiffening.

Zhuang Jianhui, not one to back down, taunted, "Hey, what happened to the smile?"

His spirits soared; he'd been mulling over Yin Yu’s jabs during their morning fishing excursion and was eager for a retort.

Just as Yin Yu prepared to reply—

Jiang Ning’s Divine Sense, which had been probing outward, retracted into his body. He spoke abruptly, "Let's go. No need to waste your breath on such a pitiful person."

With that, Jiang Ning turned and began to walk away.

In that very moment, the onlookers who had been focused on Yin Yu suddenly noticed the facade of purity and innocence melt from her face, replaced by a flicker of panic.

"Stop! Who are you calling pitiful!" Yin Yu cried out, moving to pursue him.

Jiang Ning continued his stride, simply raising a single finger.

In the distance, Xiao Ben, who had been feigning sleep, sprang to life instantly. Its powerful legs churned, covering ground at breakneck speed, and within moments, it arrived at the rural tourism courtyard.

The half-human-tall Black Back Wolf Dog bared its fangs, saliva dripping, a primal aura emanating from it.

Yin Yu instinctively took a few steps back, not daring to approach further.

Tongtong and the twins caught up with Jiang Ning, their figures receding into the distance.

"Holy crap!" Gong Jin exclaimed, startled. That dog was terrifying and moved with incredible swiftness!

Wang Yong watched the scene unfold, inwardly cursing, "You damn mutt, you really are a loyal lackey!"

He quickly tried to placate Jiang Ning's companions, "Brother Jin, Wenyi, don't worry, this dog doesn't bite!"

Noticing their apprehension, Xiao Ben tilted its head, let out a snort, and then ambled back home.

Zhuang Jianhui could barely process what he'd witnessed. "Did I see that right? Did that dog just show disdain?"

Xu Wenyi offered, "A dog's intellect is comparable to that of a 7-year-old human."

Wang Yong nodded in agreement. "Exactly! And that little fatty from earlier, how old was he? He looked at us with the same disdain!"

For a fleeting second, Zhuang Jianhui found himself swayed.

Then, he quickly countered, "How can that possibly be the same?"

Xu Wenyi persisted, "But it's true that a dog's IQ equals a 7-year-old human, right?"

Zhuang Jianhui argued, "Seven-year-olds can do math problems, so why can't dogs?"

Xu Wenyi replied, "Because dogs can't hold a pen."

"This is absurd!" Zhuang Jianhui declared, unable to fathom the woman's logic.

However, in that moment, he found himself without a coherent argument to refute Xu Wenyi's peculiar theory.

At this juncture, Zhuang Jianhui felt a touch of longing for Lin Xiaopang. If he were present, he'd undoubtedly weave a barrage of arguments that would leave Xu Wenyi speechless!

Meanwhile—

Jiang Ning had already reached Mr. Qian's doorstep. Chen Siyu inquired with curiosity, "Jiang Ning, why did you call her pitiful? She seemed like a truly vicious and insidious woman!"

Chen Siqing also turned her keen gaze towards him.

Jiang Ning definitely couldn't reveal that he had scanned her with his Divine Sense and detected a specific physiological anomaly in Yin Yu.

If he had, Chen Siyu would surely declare, "Jiang Ning, you're just as twisted as I am!"

Jiang Ning simply stated, "Instinct."

A solemnity descended upon the twins' faces upon hearing this, their respect for him growing considerably.

It was because Chen Siyu, acting purely on instinct back then, had sensed that Bai Yuxia was not the innocent maiden she portrayed, an intuition that ultimately ignited the demon's seduction.

Chen Siqing reasoned calmly, "But no matter how pitiable her circumstances, she has no right to take pleasure in looking down on others."

Chen Siyu blinked in surprise. "Sis, you know that much?"

Xue Yuantong, completely unconcerned with their discussion, tugged insistently on Jiang Ning’s arm. "Come on, let's head home for something delicious. That grouper belly I bought is going to be absolutely incredible!"

Mr. Qian, who was enjoying some doufunao by the doorway, noticed their arrival and inquired, "So, how much did you end up losing today?"

Xue Yuantong declared, "Eight hundred!"

Mr. Qian chuckled, adopting a lecturing tone. "Making money out there isn't easy. Back in the day, Boss Yang really spoiled you all. Now that you've stepped out into the world on your own and hit a wall, getting roughed up a bit, you should finally understand..."

Xue Yuantong cut him off curtly. "Blah blah blah, what are you even rambling about? I said we *earned* eight hundred!"

Mr. Qian's words caught short. "No way! In such a short period, you managed to earn eight hundred?"

Xue Yuantong proudly displayed the bills. "My skills speak for themselves!"

With that, she headed directly home, prioritizing the meal over any further explanations.

Mr. Qian muttered to himself, "Eight hundred, eight hundred..."

Uncle Tang emerged from his door. "Old Qian, what are you mumbling about over there?"

"I'm telling you, Jiang Ning next door set up a stall and raked in eight hundred yuan in just half a day!" Mr. Qian exclaimed with evident envy.

Uncle Tang appeared equally surprised, yet acknowledging Jiang Ning's unusual nature, he could accept the news. He simply offered a sigh:

"Ah, money just doesn't hold the same value these days. Thinking back, things were different in the past – a pound of meat cost mere cents. Just look at how prices have skyrocketed now!"