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It is said that Ping'an Teahouse has been in Ping'an City since it appeared. As for who opened it, no one knows. All we know is that Ping'an Teahouse is a landmark building in Ping'an City.

Today, Ping An Teahouse is run by an elderly couple, both in their fifties, who have a little daughter whom they dote on.

The man's name was Ning Zhiyuan, his wife's was Yan Xifeng, and their twelve-year-old daughter was called Ning Ping'an. Perhaps deep down, they just wanted her to be as safe and sound as this city.

"Chen Ning, bring me a pot of wine, peace wine, and two ounces of beef."

A big man who just came in said to Chen Ning who was sitting by the window looking at Ping'an River.

"Ah! Brother Wang is back! Coming right away!"

Chen Ning responded and said to Heizi, "Go to the kitchen and get two taels of beef."

Heizi had a small, sturdy tray strapped to his back. He had no choice. If anything on the tray fell to the ground, Heizi's food would be withheld. This wasn't the shopkeeper's request. It was Chen Ning's initiative. In his words, Heizi, like him, didn't like freeloading.

Chen Ning's proposal angered Heizi so much that he broke up with Chen Ning and didn't speak to him for two whole months.

Chen Ning took a pot of peace wine and sat across from Brother Wang. He asked curiously, "Brother Wang, is there anything fun happening outside recently?"

Brother Wang tapped the table twice with his fingers. Chen Ning understood and immediately poured wine for Brother Wang.

"It really happened! A border fight broke out! Gods and demons swarmed across the sky, appearing in unison in the southern part of Shenzhou. I wonder how many gods and immortals have died!"

Brother Wang drank a glass of wine and tapped the table twice. Chen Ning quickly refilled his glass and looked at Brother Wang curiously.

"Chen Ning, you don't know, if any of those gods and demons appeared in our Ping'an City, they could destroy our Ping'an City with just one finger."

Chen Ning opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief: "No way, Brother Wang, is the world outside so scary?"

Brother Wang glared, as if somewhat dissatisfied with Chen Ning's questioning of him, and said earnestly: "That's not true. Ordinary people like us can live such a comfortable life, and that's all earned by the lives of the powerful people of the human race!"

Chen Ning's eyes showed admiration, but he also had some doubts: "How could those powerful people care about the lives of ordinary people like us?"

Brother Wang frowned and pondered for a long time, not knowing how to answer Chen Ning's question, because he himself couldn't figure it out. Logically speaking, those gods and immortals all have incredible powers, so why would they risk their lives for mortals like them?

"Wang!"

Heizi's discontented cry was timely. "Don't you know how hard it is for me to keep my balance? What if I fall and they deduct my food?"

Chen Ning smiled awkwardly. Heizi had finally gotten closer to him recently, so he couldn't piss him off again.

"Brother Wang, come here, your beef is here."

Brother Wang glanced at Heizi, then took the largest piece of beef and threw it in front of Heizi.

"Heizi, eat beef."

But when Heizi saw the beef as charity, he just looked at Brother Wang with disdain and left without looking back.

"Hey! This black guy!"

Brother Wang was just about to say that Heizi was ungrateful.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ning, who had never gotten angry with anyone, suddenly said with a gloomy face: "Brother Wang, I hope you can respect Heizi. He is my brother."

Wang Ge was about to retort, "Isn't it just a dog?" But for some reason, when he met Chen Ning's gloomy eyes, his heart trembled inexplicably, and he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

In this way, Chen Ning and Heizi lived peacefully in Ping'an City for a year. Chen Ning truly loved this small town; it was peaceful, tranquil, and comfortable. Heizi also loved it, though he resented the fact that many people treated him like a dog. But Heizi was kindhearted, and his anger was fleeting at the time, forgotten afterward. Chen Ning, on the other hand, would argue with anyone who insulted him, his face flushing and his neck thick with anger.

One day in the second year, a few outsiders suddenly arrived in Ping'an City. Two men and one woman, they looked quite extraordinary, not like ordinary people.

"Boss, two pots of wine, half a pound of beef, and some side dishes."

As soon as they entered Ping'an Teahouse, the young man in the lead gave the order casually without even looking at Chen Ning.

"Okay, sir, please take a seat! This is our restaurant's signature drink: peace wine, beef, and side dishes. They will be here shortly."

Chen Ning swiftly took out two pots of peace wine, and the man just waved his hand, motioning Chen Ning to go down.

"Brother, where on earth did that guy from Shicheng come from? I heard he's only been practicing for a little over a year, and he's already on the verge of breaking through to the foundation-building stage."

The only woman among the three said this with a tone that seemed to be jealous and frightened.

The leading man sighed, his tone somewhat helpless. "Who knows? A year and a half ago, he was picked up by Yuqing Taoist from the Shangqing Sect. He entered the Qi Refining stage in three months, the Foundation Establishment stage in half a year, and now he's almost at the Golden Core stage. I don't know where this monster came from."

At this time, the other man who had been silent the whole time snorted coldly, "Humph, such arrogance, even if you have great talent, it will only matter. Sooner or later, you will die!"

The leading man smiled and said, "Junior Brother Lin is right. A genius who doesn't grow up is just a genius after all. Unlike our Junior Brother Lin, he has both talent and a good background. He is destined to grow up sooner or later!"

Chen Ning, who was standing by, overhearing their conversation, was immediately terrified: "An immortal cultivator, definitely an immortal cultivator!" And that genius they were talking about, who emerged a year and a half ago, couldn't that be Ying Zheng? Calculating the time, the system appeared around that time. It was probably around that time that his charming ancestor was dragged into this world to help him out.

"What do you mean? The wine is almost finished, and the food hasn't arrived yet?"

The man known as Junior Brother Lin suddenly spoke in dissatisfaction. As he erupted, Chen Ning felt an overwhelming aura bearing down on him. It was as if his shoulders were suddenly weighed down by several hundred pounds, weighing him down so much that he couldn't even straighten his back.

"Is this the immortal cultivator? So scary!" Chen Ning felt a sense of fear in his heart. This was a force he could not resist.

"Junior Brother Lin, why bother with a mere mortal?" The leading man saw this and began to persuade.

Junior Brother Lin was indifferent to his words and seemed to be venting something.

"Junior Brother Lin, it's not worth it to hurt the harmony of heaven and earth just because of a little mortal."

The leading man said something calmly. When Junior Brother Lin heard this, his expression suddenly darkened. The mountain-like pressure on Chen Ning also disappeared.

Chen Ning quickly apologized with a smile, "Wait a moment, Immortals. I'll go to the kitchen and urge them."

Oh, immortal! How can a mortal afford to offend you?