My Fairy Growth System

Chapter 32 - 32 The Art of Choosing Death by Xue the Fatty

The next day, Yu Qingtan had a visitor who surprised her.

Ge Wenxiong, a top-tier genius of the Ges with a pure metal spirit root.

Unfortunately, he was targeted by the demon race, pursued by several Sky-Rending Eagles in Trial Demon Tower, and emerged from the tower with a feather of a Sky-Rending Eagle stuck in his dantian.

Yu Qingtan later heard that Ge Wenxiong had barely saved his life, but, regretfully, his dantian was shattered and he lost all his cultivation.

Moreover, with Elder Ge, who had fully invested in his cultivation, injured and in seclusion, Ge Wenxiong got a full taste of the world’s coldness.

The relatives who once were close to him now mostly kept their distance, with the exception of Ge Wenyu who still showed concern for him.

Seeing him in low spirits all the time, Ge Wenyu brought him to Tianxiang Pavilion today to relax and watch Miss Qing Tan’s performance.

After the show, Ge Wenxiong felt that Miss Qing Tan truly had graceful dance moves, her outfit was different from those of ordinary female cultivators and had character, and her beauty was top-notch.

"No wonder cousin Wenyu often talks about her."

As Ge Wenxiong thought this, he noticed a flash of red light beside his seat, which made Ge Wenyu beside him quite envious.

Putting his thoughts aside, Ge Wenxiong spoke to Yu Qingtan behind the bead curtain, "Miss Qing Tan, hello, I am Ge Wenxiong of the Ge family. I want to thank you for the help you extended to my family in Trial Demon Tower previously. My cousin Ge Wenyu also asked me to greet you on his behalf and said he would personally return the favor for your lifesaving grace next time."

Yu Qingtan responded with surprise, "You’re the genius with the pure metal spirit root of the Ge family? Oh, I apologize."

As soon as she spoke, Yu Qingtan regretted her words, not knowing how to make amends.

As expected, Ge Wenxiong looked melancholic, his voice heavy with self-mockery, "That’s all in the past now. I’m just a cripple who can’t cultivate anymore."

Yu Qingtan felt even more guilty upon hearing this, wondering why she couldn’t control her mouth today.

After a few moments of consideration, and in an increasingly silent atmosphere, Yu Qingtan said, "Big Brother Ge, Qing Tan once heard a story. On a magical Fighting Spirit Continent, there were no cultivators, only the pinnacle of fighting spirit. There was a young man... and eventually, he defeated Nalan Yanran."

Yu Qingtan told a classic story from a previous life, and Ge Wenxiong became increasingly captivated as he listened.

When half an hour was nearly up, even though Yu Qingtan had condensed a lot, she had only gotten to the first climax of the story.

Yu Qingtan stopped her narrative, and Ge Wenxiong, realizing that time was almost up, said, "That’s a great story, thank you Miss Qing Tan. I’ve learned a lot, and I will come another day to hear the rest of the story."

After Ge Wenxiong left, Yu Qingtan breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that he would be able to pick himself up again.

What Yu Qingtan didn’t know was that Ge Wenxiong indeed had his own pride and ambition.

Unfortunately, the blow he received shattered all his pride and ambition.

He had even thought of ending his life.

But today, after hearing Yu Qingtan’s story, he had an awakening.

"Thirty years in the east and thirty years in the west, never bully the young and poor!"

Yes, he was still a young man!

As long as he worked hard, a fallen genius might rise again.

Even if he failed, it didn’t matter.

Now, he wasn’t afraid of death, let alone failure.

...

Late that night, Yu Qingtan still let her clone leave the house using the Invisibility Technique, arriving at a secluded and uninhabited corner of the city, then took out Young Master Fu from the System Space.

She first cleaned him up with a Cleansing Spell, then smeared crushed Healing Pill powder on his external injuries.

Tried to use a Water Blade to cut the chains on Young Master Fu’s hands and feet, but couldn’t even leave a mark, so she promptly gave up.

Yu Qingtan acted swiftly, putting Young Master Fu back into System Space immediately after she finished.

Then she hurried to another corner nearby, using both the Invisibility Technique and the Turtle Breathing Technique.

Indeed, before long, two figures flew in on their swords and scrutinized the spot where Yu Qingtan had just been.

They expanded their search area considerably but still came up empty-handed.

They had to leave in disappointment.

Once the two men appeared, confirming her suspicions, Yu Qingtan left the scene promptly.

The Qi family had some means of tracking Young Master Fu, which made things complicated.

"Forget it, he won’t die in a short time anyway!"

...

The next day, Yu Qingtan began to feel uncomfortable in her stomach again.

Her period had come to visit her once more.

Luckily, it had been over two months since the last, rather than monthly.

More importantly, it wasn’t as painful.

"Perhaps it’s because of the body refinement, what a pity the wasteland crystal has run out."

In the evening, Yu Qingtan continued her business.

The third customer was a middle-aged, fat cultivator named Xue Gui, who began to sweet-talk after watching Yu Qingtan’s dance.

"Miss Qing Tan, your dance is indeed extraordinary, come sit with me and have a drink!" Xue Gui brought his own pot of spiritual wine and poured a cup for Yu Qingtan.

"Elder Xue, Qing Tan doesn’t drink alcohol, may I continue to play the zither to entertain you?"

Yu Qingtan, having no fondness for Xue Gui, who kept ogling her with lustful eyes, politely declined.

"Humph, Miss Qing Tan, you’re really not giving this old man face. I’ve spent 60 spirit stones, and this is spiritual wine, a rarity for most to taste! You wouldn’t want me to give you a bad review, would you?" Xue Gui said somewhat angrily.

"Please calm down, Elder Xue, I truly become unwell with even a sip of alcohol. How about I accompany you with tea instead?"

Left with no choice, Yu Qingtan reluctantly sat down at the table, picked up a cup of tea, and spoke with a hint of grievance.

Tianxiang Pavilion had a policy related to customer reviews. Receiving a bad review meant a deduction of spirit stones.

Furthermore, among the lower ranks of cultivators in the cultivation world, some had allergic reactions to alcohol. Seeing Yu Qingtan sit down, Xue Gui grudgingly accepted her excuse.

"Alright then, let’s drink to that."

After a drink, Xue Gui said, "Miss Qing Tan, I really fancy you. Ever since I saw your dance last time, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. It’s unfortunate I didn’t draw the lot that day, but today I did. It’s fate that brings us together!"

As he spoke, his hand dishonestly reached out to grab Yu Qingtan’s hand.

Yu Qingtan really wanted to smack him on the head with a teacup.

It wasn’t her first time dealing with verbal harassment, but this was the first time someone acted so inappropriately.

"I’ll endure!" Yu Qingtan gritted her teeth inwardly.

She calmly pulled her hand back and poured another cup of wine for Xue Gui.

"Thank you for your kindness, Elder Xue. Let me offer you another toast!"

As she spoke, she poured herself another cup of tea.

"Good, good!" Xue Gui said with a smile, but his hand took the opportunity to grope Yu Qingtan’s buttocks while she was pouring the tea.

Yu Qingtan stiffened her body, unable to hold back any longer.

"Bang~" The teapot was slammed back onto the table with force.

Yu Qingtan stepped back and exclaimed, "Cultivator Xue, please conduct yourself with dignity!"

She then headed straight for the zither chair.

"Bang~" Unexpectedly, Xue Gui hit the table with even greater force.

He cursed, "Girl, why the pretense of purity? Do you know who I am? I’m gracing you by asking you to drink with me, don’t be ungrateful! Get back here!"

Yu Qingtan was fuming, so she reflexively sent a water blade slashing back at him.

Xue Gui hadn’t expected Yu Qingtan to actually strike, and he only managed to react instinctively by dodging a little.

The water blade cut a gash in his right arm.

If he hadn’t dodged quickly, the arm he had just slicked with oil might have been severed.

"Murder! Someone at Tianxiang Pavilion is committing murder!" Xue Gui slapped out an amulet and