After being reborn, I took my childhood sweetheart to cultivate immortality.

According to Yu Fengxing, the teleportation array back to the Tianling Continent was located in the area where they came down, and the jade pendant they were given was the key to activate the teleportation array.

However, after arriving in Dongyang City, Xu Qingman and her group did not go directly into the mountains, but instead went to Dongyang City first.

Before leaving, they still needed to settle accounts with Jin Boqing. Right after Xu Qingman and her husband auctioned off the spirit ginseng, he sold their family information.

Although this did not cause them any actual harm, if you can try this on them, you have to accept the punishment if you fail.

Upon finding the City Lord's Mansion, Jin Boqing seemed to already know his fate. Even the elders of the Wuji Sect and the Dongtian Sect had not escaped, so with his strength, he had no chance of winning at all.

Therefore, Jin Boqing did not beg for mercy for himself, but instead took out all the spirit stones in his family, hoping that Xu Qingman's family would spare his descendants.

Seeing that Yu Jinchen had accepted the storage bag containing the spirit stones, Jin Boqing took his own life.

After observing all the younger generations of the Jin family and finding that none of them practiced evil arts, and that Xu Qingman's family did not like to harm people, she left the Jin family directly.

As for what will happen to the Jin family after the patriarch is gone, that's none of their business.

When I arrived at the foot of Longlin Mountain, by some unknown twist of fate, I ran into the same old farmer I had met more than ten years ago.

However, more than a decade has passed, and the old farmer has grown very old, no longer able to work in the fields. When I saw him, he was picking wild vegetables with two children by the mountainside.

Given this connection, and the fact that the place remained as impoverished as ever, Xu Qingman's family decided to make this small mountain village their last stop of assistance before leaving.

"Grandpa, do you still remember us siblings?" Xu Shuyi asked with a smile as she walked up to the grandfather and his grandchildren.

Seeing several elegantly dressed strangers approaching, the old farmer, though terrified, still desperately stood in front of the two children.

He was thinking to himself that he was already in his eighties or nineties, so it wouldn't matter if he died right away, but he couldn't let the two of them hurt his precious grandson.

Upon hearing Xu Shuyi's words, the old farmer stared intently into his cloudy eyes for a long time before finally remembering that these two were the young masters who had given him the silver thumb ring more than ten years ago.

"Young master, young lady, what brings you two here again? I can't believe that after all these years, you two siblings still look so young."

Seeing that the old farmer finally recognized her and her brother, Xu Shuyi asked, "Hehe, old man, our family of four is planning to stay here for a while. Do you know if there are any nice houses for rent in your village?"

"You're looking to rent a house? How long are you planning to stay? If it's no more than six months, I have a small house with a yard, and it's brand new and has never been lived in before."

Upon hearing that someone wanted to rent out the house, the old farmer quickly recommended his own small courtyard.

"Do you have a new yard? That's great! We'll only be staying for two or three months at most. Could you take our family over to see it?"

The old farmer chuckled and replied, "Yes, yes, of course. It's not far ahead. Come with me."

Seeing how cute the two young students beside him were, and how clean they were, Xu Qingman casually took out a handful of candy and stuffed it into their hands.

"Thank you ma'am."

The two men glanced at Emperor Taizu, and seeing him nod in agreement, the two young men smiled and accepted the gifts, thanking Xu Qingman very politely.

"Let me tell you, this little courtyard of mine is a wedding room prepared for my great-grandson. All the furniture and everything is ready. We're just waiting for the girl to reach the appropriate age to get married next year."

"If it weren't for the fact that you're acquaintances and have done my family a favor, I wouldn't have been willing to rent it out."

From the old man's rambling words, we learned that the farmer's surname was Fang, his given name was Fang Weidong, and his family had lived at the foot of Longlin Mountain for generations, making a living by farming.

Xu Qingman's family also learned that when they first arrived, a sudden drought struck the area, and the family's food supply was already insufficient.

However, not a single grain of grain could be exempted from the grain tax. If it weren't for the thumb ring given to them by their family, they might have had to sell their children.

Upon seeing the house, it was indeed as Fang had described—a newly built courtyard. Although it was just an adobe house, it was clean and tidy.

Since it was just a temporary place to stay, the family decided on the spot to rent the small courtyard.

When asked about the rent, Grandpa Fang said that two catties of coarse grains a month would be fine, since the ring had helped his family a lot back then.

One thing at a time, Xu Qingman's family had no habit of taking advantage of others, so they simply handed him a five-tael silver ingot.

Once he received the silver, Old Master Fang was reluctant to return it, and finally, blushing, he put it away.

Not long after, the two children brought a middle-aged woman who said she was Fang Weidong's daughter-in-law and that her father-in-law had asked her to bring some food and vegetables to Xu Qingman's family.

Xu Qingman didn't refuse; instead, she smiled and accepted it. Since they had just arrived, they indeed didn't have any food in the eyes of others.

Xu Qingman picked up the vegetables from the basket and took them to the kitchen. She noticed that in addition to a small cloth bag of brown rice, there was also a freshly killed hen.

Xu Qingman nodded silently. This family was thoughtful. When returning the basket, Xu Qingman also put a bag of pastries and a small bag of maltose inside.

After staying in Xiashan Village for a few days, Xu Qingman's family finally realized how poor the village was.

This village has nearly two hundred people, but less than two hundred acres of farmland that can be cultivated. Moreover, because the area is mostly mountainous, the grain yield is not high.

After paying the grain tax each year, there wasn't enough grain left to feed the whole family, so they had to rely on wild vegetables and fruits all year round to avoid starving.

In a village of dozens of households, not a single brick house could be found; everyone lived in mud and thatched huts.

Seeing these people eating only wild vegetable porridge every day, and becoming thin and pale from hunger, Xu Qingman's family couldn't bear it and went to town to buy a large amount of grain to distribute to them.

Even if we were to teach them martial arts, we would first make sure they had enough to eat so they would have the strength.

"Master, Madam, are you really going to share this grain with us?"

Looking at the bags of grain on the ground, the village chief asked incredulously.

He'd never met such a kind-hearted rich person in all his years, so he wasn't quite sure.

After receiving confirmation from Xu Qingman's family, the old clan chief led the entire village to kneel down and kowtow deeply to Xu Qingman's family.

Next came the formal distribution of grain. Every villager from Xiashan Village, regardless of age, received fifty catties of coarse grain and fifty catties of fine grain.

In the memories of everyone in Xiashan Village, this day was the happiest time for them, because on this day, they all received food from a kind-hearted family.

From that day on, they were fortunate enough to learn martial arts that only the wealthy could learn.

In the years that followed, the story became increasingly fantastical, to the point that the older generation in the small mountain village were absolutely certain that they had encountered immortals, and they swore that they had witnessed the ascension of immortals.