Ordinary observers in fast time travel

"...531, 532, 533!"

"Hiss—533 crystals, including 233 yellow crystals! I'm rich!" Zhao Yue held a bag of crystals, overjoyed.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept by, and Zhao Yue reflexively leaped backward.

"It's you! You actually came back!" Zhao Yue was clearly stunned when he saw Shi Jia, but then a bloodthirsty expression appeared on his face! He put the crystal back into his storage bag, and then brandished his short sword to attack Shi Jia.

"You have a mustard seed bag?" Shi Jia was somewhat surprised. Zhao Yue didn't look like a rich man, yet he had a mustard seed bag.

Zhao Yue was somewhat dissatisfied with Shi Jia's reaction, and he added two more points to the force he had originally used when swinging his sword. Shi Jia could even faintly hear the sound of air being cut through.

But Shi Jia remained calm, because the sapling was her source of confidence.

He held the paintbrush and continuously channeled energy into the sapling. The sapling shone brightly and grew more than a dozen aerial roots, blocking Zhao Yue's attack. At the same time, the aerial roots bound Zhao Yue's hands and feet, and then quickly contracted.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yue, who had been so aggressive just moments before, was bound up like a dumpling.

“Tread, tap—”

A wisp of air lashed out, binding Shi Jia and pulling him backward to avoid the charging horse. "Neigh, neigh!"

Qi Gen attacked again, and with a whoosh, a bang, Da Ma's limbs were bound, and he fell to the ground.

"Phew~" Shi Jia looked at the two rice dumplings, one big and one small, on the ground with delight. "How about that? Didn't expect that, did you?"

Zhao Yue stared at Shi Jia in disbelief, "You, how could you..." become so strong?

“Look, that’s my manifestation.” Shi Jia pointed to the sapling.

Zhao Yue followed her finger and stared intently at the sapling. His disbelief turned into horror. "You, you're not a materializer?"

Shi Jia ignored him, focusing instead on his chest and waist, asking, "Where's the mustard seed bag? Where is it?"

"Spirit Painter! You are a Spirit Painter!" Zhao Yue cried out, his body trembling. "Spare me, Spirit Painter, please spare me!"

Shi Jia was a little confused by Zhao Yue's reaction and subconsciously took a step back.

Seeing Shi Jia retreat, Zhao Yue immediately writhed closer to her like a caterpillar, pleading, "Master Spirit Painter, please have mercy on me! I'll never dare to do it again! Waaah~"

Shi Jia frowned. "Spare you?" He hadn't said he was going to kill him. He just planned to teach him a lesson so he'd avoid him in the future. "Tell me, how can I spare you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yue immediately stopped crying. "Master Spirit Painter, as long as you don't kill me, I'm willing to pay any price."

"Any cost?" Shi Jia nodded. "What about the mustard seed bag?"

"The mustard seed bag is in my pocket," Zhao Yue quickly said.

Shi Jia used his Qi Root to pull a dirty cloth bag from Zhao Yue's pocket. He used his spiritual power, that is, the spiritual sense of this world, to look inside. The crystal he hadn't finished absorbing was right there inside.

He stuffed the bag of mustard seeds into his pocket, then looked at Zhao Yue, who was looking at him with a fawning expression—well, a bit greasy and disgusting.

"Hmph, one mustard seed bag isn't enough!" Shi Jia turned her face away. "Tell me, how else do you want me to let you off the hook?"

Hmm, beat him up? But now that he's been caught, beating him up really doesn't make any sense. He frowned.

“…From now on, I, Zhao Yue, will be a dog at your feet!”

Upon hearing this, Shi Jia was startled and instinctively kicked Zhao Yue away.

"Ouch!" Zhao Yue cried out in pain. "Master Spirit Painter, spare me! Spare me!"

Shi Jia realized what was happening and asked, "You mean you want to become my subordinate?"

"No, no, how could I dare? If you don't mind, I'll sign a servant contract with you, and from now on I'll be your slave. I'll do whatever you tell me to do!"

slave?

By the way, in the ancient times of the last world, slavery was rampant! And it seems that the Spirit Painting Clan in this world also has slaves.

This is a good solution; it can both quell my anger and give me someone to boss around in the dark streets.

"Alright, tell me, how do you sign a servant contract?" Shi Jia asked with great interest.

Zhao Yue's face lit up with joy. "You just need to draw a servant contract array." "Oh, a contract array?" Shi Jia asked expectantly.

Zhao Yue suddenly had a bad feeling. "You...you can't draw?"

Shi Jia rolled her eyes. "If I knew the answer, would I be asking you?"

Zhao Yue racked his brains, "Then, then I'll go out with you to buy a formation diagram?"

Shi Jia narrowed his eyes and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Playing me? Taking you out would only hurt me?" As soon as he finished speaking, the qi root binding Zhao Yue began to contract.

"No, no, I absolutely didn't mean that! Help, help..." Zhao Yue's voice grew softer and softer.

Shi Jia frowned; it seemed his plan to contract a servant had fallen through. Looking at the unconscious man, his body bruised and swollen from being strangled, he waved his hand, releasing his grip on Zhao Yue.

He looked at the carriage on the ground beside him, then at the neighing horse next to him. After thinking for a moment, he took out his paintbrush, squatted down, and began to sketch the horse.

A short while later, a horse that didn't quite resemble Qingfeng's horse—or perhaps could be called a horse—appeared on the ground.

Shi Jia frowned, then touched the painting with his brush. A burst of colorful light erupted, instantly coloring the horse on the ground. As time passed, the horse became more three-dimensional and lifelike…

Shi Jia felt his energy being rapidly drained, so he quickly communicated with his storage pouch, and a handful of crystals appeared in his hand.

The feeling of energy depletion vanished, and the horse drawn on the ground transformed into a real horse. The horse kicked its legs and stood up, affectionately nuzzling Shi Jia's face with its large head, displaying remarkable intelligence.

Of course, if you ignore its slightly cartoonish appearance, it can be considered a magnificent steed.

"Wow! It really worked!" Shi Jia didn't care about that. He circled the horse once, and then excitedly harnessed the carriage frame that Qingfeng had left in the corner to the horse.

The horse, harnessed to the carriage, kicked its hooves uncomfortably and snorted.

"Good boy." Shi Jia quickly patted the horse's head, and the horse nuzzled against him affectionately. After playing around with the horse for a while, Shi Jia was finally satisfied and prepared to look at the unconscious Zhao Yue and the conscious Qingfeng horse.

He thought for a moment, then squatted down and drew two ropes, one to tie Zhao Yue and the other to Qingfeng's horse. After pushing the man and the horse into a secluded corner of the space, hidden by white clouds, he clapped his hands and got into the carriage.

Yes, just like from the beginning, Shi Jia had no intention of killing Zhao Yue. His feud with Zhao Yue hadn't reached the point where death was inevitable.

He didn't know how people in this world would react to this situation, but Shi Jiaxin, who was surrounded by warmth in the previous world, was always soft-hearted.

"Giddy up!" The carriage swayed away from the cloud space and returned along the way it came.

At another entrance to the cloud space, a group of people were noisily gathered around a bare wall.

"That person disappeared here, right?"

"Yes, I saw it with both eyes!"

"How about we tear this wall down and see?"

"Damn it, this is my house!" the burly man roared.

"Hey Lao Zhang, there's a teleportation portal in this wall. Aren't you worried?"

"Worry about you my ass! Get the hell out of here!" The burly man with tiger-like eyes cursed repeatedly.

……

The commotion quickly attracted the attention of others, and soon the patrol team from the dark alley also appeared. "What are you doing gathered here? Trying to cause trouble?"

"No, Captain Lu, it's like this..."

Captain Lu stared at the bare wall, then glanced at the ground and the two lush green walls beside and behind it. He frowned. Who would place a teleportation portal in such an obvious place? Lord Lan Chen? Impossible!

"You're saying there's a portal here?"

Everyone nodded vigorously.

"I understand. I will report this to the steward. You may leave now."

Reluctantly, the group slowly left, glancing back every few steps. (End of Chapter)