41: The growth of Qingfeng Sword and the rising fame of Chen Chuan

“Hoo. This body, it’s still too difficult to break through the fifth level.”

The body in the Virtual World is scanned according to the Main World body, and Chen Chuan’s Main World body is out of the question.

Being able to reach the fifth level already showed how impressive he was.

“Check points.”

[Your points balance: 1760.]

“Not bad!”

Opening the exchange list, Chen Chuan shook his head. He didn’t really need the things on it.

They were either extremely expensive or not cost-effective.

For example, the interstellar single-person spacecraft, which he had never heard of, started at five figures.

As for things like star destroyers, Chen Chuan was too lazy to count the number of digits.

However, among these items, he did see something with a terrifying price.

[Innate Law (Any School): 100,000 points.]

One hundred thousand.

Although defeating monsters in the Virtual World could also earn points, it was better to exploit the reincarnation trick bug with that effort.

“Go offline.”

Back in the martial arts hall, Chen Chuan looked up at the time. It was just dawn.

“This time ratio, as expected…”

He looked down at the Martial Arts Tournament badge and shook his head.

Without much thought, he casually tossed it into the storage space of the Bamboo Forest Map.

Opening the bedroom door, the martial arts hall was still empty.

He didn't know if Master Qin had stayed out all night or left early.

Chen Chuan felt the latter was more likely.

Of course, Master Qin was old enough and didn’t need him to worry about his private life.

He should focus on his own plans for the day.

Inside a remote scrap recycling station.

“Are you sure you want to buy these? I’ll tell you now, no home delivery!”

The recycling station owner pointed to a pile of scrap metal outside the door.

Chen Chuan nodded: “Of course, here’s the money. You don’t need to worry about it. I’ll find someone to haul it away later.”

The owner looked at him suspiciously, took the money, and nodded.

Once the owner walked away, Chen Chuan’s actions truly began.

He took out the Qingfeng Sword from his pocket:

“Go, my greedy sword, on the day you were born, your name echoed throughout the entire scrap collection station…”

Qingfeng Sword: ┗(▔, ▔)┛ Twist!

“You think it stinks? I think it stinks too! Are you going to eat it or not?!”

The man and the sword didn’t stalemate for long before the Qingfeng Sword shamefully surrendered, hopping and bouncing into the scrap metal.

Watching the metal on the ground rapidly decrease, Chen Chuan pretended to look around.

—He had carefully chosen this location.

Aside from being sparsely populated, the most important thing was that there were no surveillance cameras nearby.

Therefore, there was no need to worry about this bizarre scene being discovered.

—Even if it was discovered, it wouldn’t matter. In this era of widespread supernatural awakenings, all sorts of strange abilities existed.

Disappearing metal? Not a problem at all!

Once the metal on the ground completely disappeared, Chen Chuan nodded with satisfaction.

Next, he followed suit and found several more spots to continue the great task of feeding the Qingfeng Sword.

Throughout the process, not much money was spent, but the length of the Qingfeng Sword significantly increased!

It had already reached the size of a dagger!

Until this greedy sword expressed its deep hatred for eating trash.

It declared: it would rather starve to death than eat another bite of that scrap metal.

At this point, Chen Chuan reluctantly gave up.

—Perhaps it was because it had eaten enough of one type of metal?

The specific situation was unknown, and Chen Chuan didn’t have that much gold and silver for him.

But looking at the satisfied expression of the Qingfeng Sword, it shouldn’t cause any more trouble for a while.

More trouble?

If it caused more trouble, he would take it to eat trash again!

Night fell. Looking at the time, Chen Chuan did not return to the martial arts hall.

—He would let Master Qin think he hadn't returned yet.

After all, unlike entering the Virtual World where only his consciousness entered, when performing reincarnation simulations, Chen Chuan’s physical body would directly disappear from its original location.

The old man was not young; he didn’t want to scare him into something bad.

Choosing a random, unnoticed corner, Chen Chuan activated the reincarnation simulator.

[Please select this simulation—]

[One: Continue ‘Chen Chuan’s’ life.]

[Two: Continue ‘Wang Xuan’s’ life.]

[Three: Reincarnate again (current remaining reincarnation attempts: 1.)]

Chen Chuan: “Chen Chuan.”

As the choice was made, amidst the chaos, an indescribable giant flashed by.

In just an instant, Chen Chuan felt as if he had crossed a barrier.

“Young Master? Young Master? Are you listening?”

The butler, Afu, looked at Chen Chuan in confusion.

“Oh, Afu, I’m here. What were we talking about just now? Sorry, I got distracted for a moment…”

Chen Chuan said, just regaining consciousness.

Afu: “It’s fine. Young Master must be contemplating matters of great importance to the world, so it is I, your humble servant, who should not have disturbed you.”

“It’s nothing major. Still, it’s my fault for getting distracted during our conversation.”

Chen Chuan said casually, “Where were we just now?”

“The revenue of Xinghua Village. The clan has calculated last month’s share, and your humble servant has checked the accounts. There are no errors, totaling three hundred thousand taels of silver.”

“How much?” Chen Chuan suddenly looked up.

“Three hundred thousand. If you find it inconvenient, the clan can help you convert it into three thousand taels of gold, with minimal loss.”

Afu clearly misunderstood Chen Chuan’s meaning.

“Oh, I see.”

Chen Chuan calculated in his mind, three thousand taels… one hundred and fifty kilograms of gold?

When calculated like that, it wasn’t that much of a… ghost!

One hundred and fifty kilograms!

Thinking of his Main World body, and then thinking of Wang Xuan, who lived a hard life.

It’s truly infuriating when comparing people!

A moment later, Chen Chuan finally recovered from this windfall.

Looking at Afu in front of him, he asked: “Is there anything else, Uncle Fu?”

Afu said: “There are no major matters, but the old madam asked me to remind you to review your studies and not to hang out with those dissolute young masters just because you have money.”

At this, he seemed to suddenly remember something.

“Oh, and one more thing, Qing Mo sent a family letter saying she would be a while before returning. Do I need to find another maid to serve Young Master?”

“No need,” Chen Chuan shook his head.

Then he asked: “Is Qing Mo’s home very far? I remember she went back some time ago, didn’t she?”

“It’s not very far. Perhaps she encountered something?” Afu said, confused.

Then he said: “She also asked me to send some enlightenment items this time. I don’t know why.”

“Alright, I understand.”

“Hmm, then your humble servant will withdraw.”

After seeing Afu off, Chen Chuan finally had a chance to examine himself.

Over a year of memories, although the reincarnation simulator provided a brief summary, the detailed circumstances within it could not be explained by those simple lines of text.

A moment later, he finally had a general concept in his mind.

On one hand, as Afu had just reported, the Xinghua Village taverns, a chain across the Great Zhou, were now fully established and beginning to generate income for him.

On the other hand, due to his astonishing words during the prefectural examination, the Celestial Change Treatise had spread throughout the Great Zhou.

Coupled with several timeless poems, Chen Chuan could be considered the trendsetter of Confucianism in the Great Zhou.

This could be seen from the changes on his personal panel—

[Reputation: Rising to Prominence.]