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Chapter 495 Conversation

"Little monster?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaoman lost her disappointment at Wei Yiran not coming along, and instead became curious about the little monster. Zhao Mengmeng, who was standing next to her, felt the same way.

Little Ling'er quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes! There are so many! There are rabbit spirits, fox spirits, squirrel spirits, and a big black bear!" She paused slightly before continuing, "And Third Uncle..."

At this point, Xiao Ling'er glanced at Chen Anran's expression. Seeing that he looked normal, she continued, "Among them, there is a little monster that looks a lot like my third uncle."

Zhao Mengmeng and Lin Xiaoman were taken aback at first, but quickly came to their senses.

Wei Qingyi's past life, Wei Yiran, appeared, as did Feng Xiaolu's past life, but in this life, she became a little monster.

Zhao Mengmeng and Lin Xiaoman exchanged a glance, a complex expression flashing in their eyes.

Zhao Mengmeng was silent for a moment before speaking first: "Where is that little monster now?"

Chen Anran said, "They're at the foot of the mountain. They've probably finished eating by now, and Fatty Li is helping them settle down and rest."

Lin Xiaoman blinked: "Little Deer? Is she still called Little Deer in this life?"

"Mmm!" Little Ling'er nodded. "I've lived for twenty-three years and I don't know anything. I've never even seen a camera."

Chen Anran clearly didn't want to continue this topic and asked, "How has your cultivation been these past six months?"

Zhao Mengmeng replied, "Everything is fine. Although I didn't break through, my foundation has been solidified considerably."

Lin Xiaoman replied, "I feel like I'm about to break through; I'm not far from the late stage of Qi Refining."

Chen Anran nodded, his gaze sweeping over the two of them, as if sensing something.

"The foundation is fairly solid," he said. "Are there enough pills?"

Zhao Mengmeng nodded quickly: "It's enough, it's enough. Senior Brother Li left a lot before he went into seclusion, and the Feng family sent over another batch later. Xiaoman and I use it sparingly, and we still have some left over."

"No need to be frugal," Chen Anran said. "Use it when you need it, and ask for more when you're done."

Lin Xiaoman, listening from the side, had sparkling eyes and chuckled twice: "Brother Chen, I love hearing that! Then... then could I have a couple more Foundation Establishment Pills to keep on hand? I can use them right away when I reach the Great Perfection of Qi Refining!"

Zhao Mengmeng glared at her: "Xiao Man!"

Lin Xiaoman shrank her neck and stuck out her tongue.

Chen Anran smiled and said, "It's alright, there will be plenty of these pills in the future."

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Night was falling.

Zhao Mengmeng brought over two cups of hot tea, placing one beside Chen Anran and handing the other to Lu Kong. Lu Kong took them, smiling and saying "thank you," but held them in his hands without drinking, only using the teacup to warm his hands. His gaze swept around the room, finally settling on the gradually rising moon outside the window.

Lin Xiaoman sat next to Xiaoling'er on the edge of the couch, the two girls huddled together and chattering away, whispering amongst themselves. Xiaoling'er gestured with famous hand signs, recounting her experiences in Tianjing City, while Lin Xiaoman listened with shining eyes, occasionally interjecting with a question.

Chen Anran picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The tea was the evolved spiritual tea left behind by Chen Anran before he left.

Zhao Mengmeng personally stir-fried the tea, resulting in a clear tea soup with a sweet aftertaste and a faint orchid fragrance.

Chen Anran then looked at Zhao Mengmeng.

Let's have a get-together tomorrow afternoon.

Zhao Mengmeng naturally understood that the "everyone" Chen Anran referred to was their group of "transmigrators," so she nodded: "Okay, I'll inform them tomorrow morning. The latest update is now available on Cola Novels, waiting for your interpretation."

Chen Anran wanted to meet with everyone because there were some things he wanted to discuss with them.

For example, the standardization of the currency used in their transactions, the allocation of disciples from various sects, and the division of the old sect sites in the Cangyun Mountains...

Currency needs to be established. Right now, these refugees are all eating together from the same pot, which works for a short time, but problems will inevitably arise in the long run.

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At the foot of the mountain, there is an international hot spring hotel.

Wei Yiran still lives here.

As for Zhou Da and his group, they arrived here two days earlier than Chen Anran's group. However, Zhou Da kept a low profile and only contacted Fatty Li quietly, showing him Chen Anran's handwritten letter. Then, he allocated a piece of land within the resort to them.

The house is still under construction, not to mention Zhou Da and his group of men, so it's not appropriate for Wei Yiran to live with them.

However, this hotel was no longer exclusively for Wei Yiran; Xiao Lu and her group of little monsters had also moved in.

In front of the hot spring hotel, the little deer stood before the revolving door, tilting its head back and staring at the automatically rotating glass door for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. Its fluffy deer ears stood upright, sometimes tilting forward and sometimes backward, as if it were studying some incredible mechanism.

"How...how can it move by itself?" she whispered to Fatty Li beside her. "Is there something hidden inside?"

Standing in front of the revolving door, Fatty Li couldn't help but laugh when he saw Xiao Lu's terrified expression.

"There's nothing hidden, the door just turns by itself." He reached out and pushed it, and the glass door slowly began to rotate. "See, it's that simple."

The little deer stared wide-eyed at the revolving door for several seconds, then cautiously poked the doorframe with a finger. The glass was cold and smooth, and the feel was unlike anything she had ever seen before.

"Then...after I go inside, will it still turn?" she asked, her voice tinged with nervousness. "Won't it pull me in?"

Before Fatty Li could answer, the rabbit spirit jumped out from behind him.

"Little deer, little deer! Look over there!" It tugged at the deer's sleeve, pointing with its other paw at the hotel's exterior wall. "Those lights! Why are those lights on? Are there fireflies trapped inside?"

The deer looked in the direction it was pointing.

The hotel's exterior walls are decorated with strings of colorful lights, which are currently glowing with a warm yellow light, twinkling in the night. The soft, warm light makes the little monsters' faces appear golden.

"Fireflies can be this big?" The squirrel spirit poked its head out from behind, its tail still sticking up. "The fireflies I've ever seen are only about the size of a fingernail!"

"What are those?" The fox spirit also came closer, staring warily at the lamps. "Could they be some kind of magical artifact?"

Fatty Li was getting a headache from all those questions the kids were bombarding him with. He waved his hand and said, "Stop asking! Let's go inside and talk! I'll explain everything to you slowly inside!"

As he spoke, he pushed open the revolving door and went inside first.

Little Deer stood at the doorway, watching as the door spun around, swallowing Fatty Li whole, then spun around again, spitting him out.

No, she sent him inside. She swallowed hard and looked back at her companions.

The fox spirit nodded to her: "Go ahead, we'll follow you."

The little deer took a deep breath, took a step, and carefully walked into the revolving door.

The door gently pushed her forward, her feet on the smooth tiled floor, her head above a dazzling crystal chandelier. After a few steps, she found herself standing in the hotel lobby, the door still slowly turning behind her.

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