Chapter 7: Utilizing Faith Value

The diorama box was only one meter in length, and half a meter in both width and height.

Su Xiaoyu reached her hand in at the edge of the box, trying to stretch towards the boundary. She felt the box wall without any surprise, unable to extend any further.

“Could the Cultivation World really be this small?”

Su Xiaoyu couldn’t quite accept this outcome.

She withdrew her hand, and that was when she noticed a line of text flashing briefly on the box wall.

“Spend 100 Faith Value to increase Vision Range? Each increase extends the Vision Range by one zhang.”

Use Faith Value to increase Vision Range?

100 Faith Value equals one zhang of Vision Range?

One zhang was about three meters, but still…

Su Xiaoyu couldn’t help but ponder.

The diorama box wasn’t calculated by area, but by Vision Range. How the specific increase would manifest was still uncertain; she’d have to test it out to be sure.

Moreover, the diorama box called it Vision Range… meaning the Cultivation World was still vast, it was just that she could currently only see this small area. But for the ancient-costumed little people inside the diorama box, the scope was not limited by it, right?

As Su Xiaoyu was lost in thought, her stomach rumbled.

“Ah? It’s night already?”

Su Xiaoyu turned to look out the window. Only then did she see the night had descended outside, the city’s neon lights beginning to glow everywhere.

Inside the diorama box, night had also fallen.

It seemed the flow of time outside and inside the box was synchronized for now.

Su Xiaoyu picked up her mobile phone and ordered some food from a Shaxian snack restaurant. Being mobility-impaired, she typically relied on takeout; she simply didn’t have the ability to cook every meal by hand.

While waiting for her delivery, she used the magnifying glass to observe the inside of the diorama box again.

When a cultivator’s power reached a sufficient level, they could survive on wind and dew, eschewing mortal food. However, the people of the Qixi Festival Sect, who were only at the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages, had clearly not reached that point. When mealtime came, they still needed to eat.

But as cultivators, what they ate were not ordinary plants. It was Spirit Rice grown in the Spirit Fields, and the meat came from domesticated Spirit Beasts.

Watching the Qixi Festival Sect cultivators dine, Su Xiaoyu’s interest was piqued.

If I could take the food from the Cultivation World outside, would it have some special effect on me? Unfortunately, taking anything out of the diorama box required a certain amount of Faith Value, and her current Faith Value was still insufficient.

That’s it!

As if a thought struck her, Su Xiaoyu reached her hand into the diorama box once more. Under the cover of night, no one noticed her.

She reached her hand towards the Isatis Root Granules… no, she reached into the Sweet Rain Divine Lake, dipped her finger into the Divine Lake water, and then withdrew it.

Since she had put this Sweet Rain Divine Lake water in herself, taking it back out didn’t require any extra Faith Value.

It was just that…

Looking at the Divine Lake water on her fingertip, Su Xiaoyu sniffed it, then stuck out her tongue and licked it.

“It doesn’t seem any different. It’s just ordinary Isatis Root Granule water… It looks like the anomalous changes can only exist inside the diorama box. Once taken out, it reverts to its true form.”

Su Xiaoyu shook her head, somewhat disappointed.

Under these circumstances, there were only two possibilities for her to gain benefits from the diorama box.

One was Faith Value. From the looks of it, many operations of the diorama box were inseparable from Faith Value. So she needed to increase her Faith Value to see if she could take genuine heavenly treasures out of the Cultivation World. Therefore, she couldn’t squander Faith Value carelessly.

The second was cultivation techniques!

Could she cultivate the techniques from the Cultivation World?

Su Xiaoyu decided to observe this aspect carefully. If she could cultivate in reality, it would drastically impact her life—though the current impact was already quite significant.

She didn’t have to wait long before the doorbell for the delivery rang.

Su Xiaoyu pushed her wheelchair out of the bedroom, crossed the silent, empty living room, and came to the door. Through the door, she asked the delivery driver to leave the food on the ground.

Once the driver had left, she opened the door and picked up her takeout.

As a woman living alone, and moreover a disabled one, she naturally took care to protect herself in daily life.

Taking her food back to the bedroom, Su Xiaoyu started eating directly at the table next to the diorama box, watching the situation inside the box as she ate.

By the time she finished eating, the people in the diorama box had also long since finished their meal. A few individuals had even already begun to cultivate.

For cultivators, sleep was not a necessity. They could use cultivation to alleviate physical fatigue, thus replacing the function of sleep.

Seeing someone start to cultivate, Su Xiaoyu immediately leaned in closer, wanting to see how the other party cultivated.

“This person… seems to be called Li Yidan.”

Su Xiaoyu murmured.

The afternoon’s experience had made her understand that sounds from outside the diorama box would not transmit inside, so she didn’t have to worry about her voice being heard despite the close proximity.

She watched as Li Yidan entered a pavilion, sat upright on a meditation cushion, and slowly began to cultivate.

Watching, Su Xiaoyu could not help but fall silent.

She couldn’t understand it.

Others’ cultivation simply looked like sitting down and starting. The more detailed elements likely occurred within the body, but she didn’t have the ability to see through anyone’s body.

It seemed impossible to obtain cultivation methods through observation.

“Perhaps direct contact with them is unavoidable.”

Su Xiaoyu thought to herself.

But it was late at night now. She’d deal with it tomorrow.

Closing the lid of the diorama box, Su Xiaoyu pushed her wheelchair to the bathroom, intending to take a bath.

Although bathing alone was truly inconvenient for her with her impaired legs, there was really no other way. Who could she ask, having no friends?

No…

Did she almost have a friend?

As the water ran into the bathtub, Su Xiaoyu couldn’t help but recall.

The original owner of this body could indeed have had a friend. It was just that because of an overly withdrawn personality and symptoms like depression, even when friendship came near, she would actively retreat, causing two people who could have grown closer to drift apart.

That person was the landlady.

The landlady renting her the apartment was around twenty years old. Su Xiaoyu remembered her as a beautiful woman with delicate features, comparable to a celebrity, named Wen Wanru.

When Wen Wanru rented the apartment to Su Xiaoyu, she naturally noticed Su Xiaoyu’s mobility issues. At the time, she had thought about taking extra care of Su Xiaoyu, but all her kindness had been rejected.

A deeply etched conversation remained in the original owner’s memory.

“I know your life is very difficult. I could actually be your friend and help you.”

“I don’t need friends.”

“Sorry, I overstepped.”

After being refused many times, Wen Wanru simply stopped appearing.

Recalling this memory, Su Xiaoyu was speechless. She knew she couldn’t really blame the original owner, because during that period, the original owner’s mental state was already very problematic. Would someone with a healthy mental state have chosen to leave the world afterward?

But now that she was here, she couldn’t continue acting that way.

Taking out her mobile phone, Su Xiaoyu sent a message to Wen Wanru, attaching this month’s rent.