Chapter 13: Su Xiaoyu’s Divine Manifestation

As noon approached, the group from the Blazing Heaven Sect took their leave first.

Su Wuchen’s matter had been resolved, and they had no leads on the other issues. They couldn’t just stay at the Qixi Festival Sect indefinitely.

Su Xiaoyu had spent the entire morning observing the diorama box. Feeling a bit hungry near midday, she used her mobile phone to order a bowl of egg noodles through a food delivery app.

“It seems like I don’t have much money left.”

Su Xiaoyu looked at her account balance and fell into thought.

Although the original host of this body had some talent for writing web novels and had earned a decent sum in royalties, her depression had prevented her from writing for a long time. Her subsequent income dwindled, and her current savings amounted to only a few thousand yuan.

She needed to find a way to earn some money.

But how?

Should she continue writing web novels?

That was a viable path. With the original host’s memories, Su Xiaoyu’s ability to write web novels had improved by leaps and bounds. She could probably earn some money in that field.

But…

Su Xiaoyu turned her head to look at the diorama box.

Now that she possessed such a magical item, did she really have to use such mundane methods to earn money?

Was it possible to use the diorama box to make some money?

Su Xiaoyu began to ponder.

Time passed unknowingly as she was lost in thought, until the sound of the doorbell brought her back to her senses.

She pushed her wheelchair to the door. Before she could speak, she heard a familiar voice from outside.

Wen Wanru: “I’ll take it from here, thank you for your hard work.”

Delivery Driver: “You ordered the food? What’s the last four digits of your phone number…”

Wen Wanru: “2079.”

Delivery Driver: “Enjoy your meal.”

Hearing the voices outside, Su Xiaoyu fell silent for a moment.

As the delivery driver left, Wen Wanru’s voice came through again: “Xiaoyu, you’re right by the door, aren’t you? You can open it now.”

Su Xiaoyu reached up and opened the door.

Wen Wanru stood outside, holding her bowl of egg noodles. Seeing Su Xiaoyu, she handed it over. “Here you go.”

Su Xiaoyu took the egg noodles and said, “Thank you, Sister Wen.”

Hearing Su Xiaoyu’s thanks, Wen Wanru’s mood immediately brightened. She felt that Su Xiaoyu’s words had become much sweeter compared to before.

“You’re welcome. I was just passing by. Go back inside and eat your noodles before they get mushy.”

“I understand.”

They didn’t exchange many pleasantries; after all, Su Xiaoyu wasn’t the glib-tongued type.

As for Wen Wanru, she might have been skilled at conversation, but she also knew to be considerate of others. She understood Su Xiaoyu wasn’t good at handling such situations, so she never prolonged their interactions.

Back in her bedroom, Su Xiaoyu brought the egg noodles next to the diorama box, eating while watching the scene inside.

Daily life in the Cultivation World seemed no different from reality. Everyone had to repeat work every day in exchange for profit. The only difference was that the work in the Cultivation World involved things like Alchemy, Artifact Refining, Talisman Crafting, or tending to Spirit Fields.

People living at the bottom rung of society, no matter the world, were all so similar.

After finishing her noodles, Su Xiaoyu looked at the diorama box and murmured to herself, “Let’s first see if cultivation is possible.”

She was quite concerned about this matter, as it was tied to whether she could stand up again.

…

In the afternoon at the Qixi Festival Sect, the sunlight was exceptionally lazy. The sect members were all busy with their own affairs, and everything was just like any other ordinary day.

Tong Shishi, as the Sect Leader, brought Li Yidan to the Sweet Rain Divine Lake behind the mountain.

Looking at the Sweet Rain Divine Lake, Tong Shishi asked, “How is the situation with the Divine Lake now?”

Li Yidan replied, “The temperature of the Divine Lake has cooled down, but based on my experiments, its detoxifying effect hasn’t diminished in the slightest. If a little Divine Lake Water is added during the Alchemy process, it can even enhance the Elixir Pills’ quality and grant them a certain heat-clearing, detoxifying effect.”

As she spoke, Li Yidan’s eyes grew brighter and brighter.

As an Alchemy Master, she deeply understood just how miraculous this Divine Lake Water was.

Li Yidan wore an irrepressible smile of joy: “Sect Master, if we can use the Divine Lake Water to refine special Elixir Pills and sell them in the Market, no other Elixir Pills could compete with ours. We’d be able to quickly amass a large number of Spirit Stones.”

Tong Shishi wasn’t as optimistic. She shook her head and said, “But wouldn’t that attract attention? Others would wonder why our Elixir Pills are so special and try to investigate. They might very well trace it back to us. When that happens, it would likely be a calamity far exceeding the Su Wuchen incident.”

Hearing this, Li Yidan’s expression froze instantly.

She hadn’t thought that far ahead. She had only seen a smooth path ahead. But after listening to Tong Shishi, she understood that things wouldn’t be so easy.

Without sufficient strength, possessing resources would only invite covetous gazes.

Tong Shishi sighed. “We’ll keep the special Elixir Pills enhanced with the Divine Lake Water for our own use within the sect. We’ll still sell the normal Elixir Pills.”

Li Yidan nodded helplessly. “I understand.”

Just as Tong Shishi was about to discuss more matters with Li Yidan, she suddenly felt a darkness overhead. Her heart jumped, and she looked up.

She saw a pair of gigantic hands manifesting in the sky. With a casual tear, they ripped apart the clouds spread across the heavens. The fragments of the clouds dispersed in the air, turning into wisps of mist that danced with the flow of the wind.

Then, a face appeared across the vast sky.

It was the face of a woman. Her eyes were bright and profound, her nose petite, her lips a rosy red, and her skin even more delicate than porcelain. The overall lines of her face conveyed a sense of fragility. But when it manifested as a gigantic face high in the sky, that fragile feeling vanished instantly, replaced by an overwhelming sense of dignified majesty.

Looking at that face, Tong Shishi’s legs trembled.

Had the existence that had helped them time and again finally revealed itself?

Beside her, Li Yidan dropped to her knees with a thud.

Not far away, inside the Qixi Festival Sect, one disciple after another also noticed the gigantic female face in the sky. After a single glance upwards, a large number of them also fell to their knees with resounding thuds.

Tong Shishi took a deep breath, and with a thud, she too knelt down.

“May I ask how to address you, Senior, and if you have any instructions?”

Tong Shishi asked cautiously.

She still didn’t know what kind of existence this being above them was. A great power of the Cultivation World? A manifestation of Heaven’s will? Or something else entirely?

But no matter what it was, she had to be respectful.

Su Xiaoyu looked down and, after a moment of thought, said, “You may address me as ‘Heavenly Maiden’.”

As the owner of the diorama box, she naturally couldn’t say her name was Su Xiaoyu. Such an ordinary name would undoubtedly lower her prestige. Using ‘Heaven’ as a substitute seemed very fitting.