Chapter 25: A Regular Returns

Surpresa! A porta dos fundos da minha casa leva à Ilha dos Imortais! Centossetenta e oito. 2800 words 2026-08-04 08:26:35

"My car is parked in a spot not far from here; you can just put them in there," Xu Wenle said.

Qin Yueran nodded, thinking to herself, *What a genuinely kind person. He just handed over a thousand like that.*

He had bought quite a lot of fruit, including bulky items like watermelons and durians. Xu Wenle carried some himself, while Qin Yueran used a sleight-of-hand trick to tuck the rest into the wooden bracelet she had obtained from a card pull. The bracelet’s space was small—only fifteen cubic meters—but Qin Yueran was still delighted.

"Let's go." To Xu Wenle, it looked as if Qin Yueran had picked up a mountain of fruit all at once. His eyes widened in obvious surprise, and he stammered, "I-isn't that heavy?"

In reality, Qin Yueran’s hands were empty. She blinked innocently. "It's alright."

Xu Wenle: "..."

*Amazing!*

Once outside, Xu Wenle asked, "Should you lock up first?"

Qin Yueran shook her head. "No need. I have surveillance here; don't worry."

"Alright then," Xu Wenle replied. Since the boss herself said it was fine, he didn't press the issue.

The two walked about a hundred meters until they reached where Xu Wenle had parked. He opened the trunk and placed the fruit he was carrying inside. Qin Yueran reached into her bracelet, pulled out the rest, and placed them in as well. She then turned, pulled out her phone, and held the payment QR code in front of Xu Wenle, watching him silently.

Xu Wenle: "..."

He silently took out his phone and transferred a thousand to Qin Yueran.

"Received! Have a great time," Qin Yueran said with a grin. Before he left, she cast an appraisal spell on him.

[Character Information]
Name: Xu Wenle
Background: Second-generation wealthy heir

Qin Yueran: "!!!"
*I can actually use the appraisal spell on people! Though, the information returned is a bit sparse...*

Xu Wenle: "..."
*Ah, this boss is quite quirky. Why does her enthusiasm seem to come in waves?*

Qin Yueran skipped back into the shop, wondering if the spell would yield different results if she used it on cultivators from the other world next time.

Xu Wenle shook his head and picked up an orange to peel. The fresh, citrusy scent immediately filled the air. He couldn't wait to pop a segment into his mouth. The moment he bit down, the juice exploded across his palate, a perfect blend of sweet and tart.

He no longer felt like continuing his shopping trip; he just wanted to hurry back to his hotel and devour the rest of the fruit. This was infinitely better than the overpriced, high-end produce his parents bought!

***

Xu Wenle quickly finished the orange, wiped his hands with a tissue, tossed it into a nearby trash can, and drove off, suppressing his cravings.

Time slipped by, and the day passed. No other customers came after Xu Wenle. Perhaps it was because it was the first day of the holiday, and most people were still on the road?

Qin Yueran stretched, stood up, and went to lock the door.

"Done. Back to the island." She nodded with satisfaction and tapped the "Return to Island" button at the back door.

The moment she arrived, Huhu greeted her with fervent excitement, pouncing into her arms like a tiny cannonball.

"Little Ran is back! Business was good today, wasn't it? I saw quite a lot of system income coming in." Though it was nowhere near the speed of point accumulation.

Qin Yueran stroked Huhu, petting it from head to tail. "It was indeed quite good. My money increased quite a bit in an instant. By the way, did any guests come to the island later?"

Huhu shook its head. "No," it said, looking worried. "Do you think Gu Yuanyuan and the others ran into some trouble?"

Qin Yueran frowned. "I don't know... did you leave a message to ask him?"

"I did," Huhu sighed. "No reply."

"Then they might really be in trouble. I hope it's nothing major," Qin Yueran said.

The girl and the tiger chatted briefly before returning home to attend to their own business.

Around midnight, the system detected someone entering the island's perimeter.

Qin Yueran finished her cultivation and opened her eyes, raising an eyebrow. "Visitors this late?"

Though people had arrived, she had no intention of going out. She wasn't alone anymore; she had an employee now! Still, it wouldn't hurt to check if they were old or new customers.

Qin Yueran opened the system interface: *Great, it's an old customer; we are saved!*

With that, she felt even less need to intervene. Self-service was perfectly fine. Just as she was about to close the panel, the system signaled another arrival. Since the window was still open, she took a look.

Upon seeing the name of the new arrival, Qin Yueran raised an eyebrow. "Whoa! Bringing a newcomer along! Did Gu Yuanyuan finally bring someone back?"

She remained seated. If they needed her, they would come find her, but she had more important things to do—drawing talismans. Ever since she had redeemed the *Complete Collection of Talismans*, she had developed a deep interest in them and spent all her time researching and practicing. To her surprise, her success rate was quite high. Moreover, the talismans she drew automatically integrated the "Supreme Healing" technique.

However, she was destined not to draw any talismans tonight, as her employee sent a message saying someone was begging her for help.

Qin Yueran pondered the word "help." Usually, pollution and injuries could be treated with medicinal pills. If they required her personal intervention, it must be quite serious. With that thought in mind, she teleported to the first floor.

***

Seeing Qin Yueran, Sikong Fengyun’s eyes lit up. She rushed forward and said, "Boss Qin, please save Fellow Daoist Zong."

Qin Yueran didn't slow her pace. "Let me see."

She followed Sikong Fengyun to Zong Anze and took a look: his body was covered in bite marks, and his left hand was hanging by a mere shred of flesh. His clothes were soaked through with blood, the original color unrecognizable. Black mist permeated every wound, threatening to consume his entire body.

Qin Yueran gasped, her fingers trembling slightly beneath her sleeves. *What a horrific injury!*

Suppressing the nausea rising in her stomach, she clicked her tongue in shock. *This cultivator is injured even worse than that Master girl's master was last time! I wonder what on earth happened to him.*

Sikong Fengyun waited anxiously, not daring to rush Qin Yueran as she stood in silent contemplation.

"I'll try," Qin Yueran said. "The injury is too severe; I can't guarantee..." She paused. "...that I can heal him."

Sikong Fengyun said respectfully and gratefully, "Thank you, Boss Qin. I will transfer the points to you first."

"No need, let's wait until he's healed."

Qin Yueran had Sikong Fengyun open a room, bring Zong Anze inside, and then leave.

"Ugh!" Qin Yueran grabbed at her hair. "No idea where to start! Fine, first, purify the black mist."

This time, the black mist was significantly more potent than the last, and it took a great deal of effort for Qin Yueran to clear it. Her spiritual energy was completely drained in the process. She fell silent, mentally calculating that she would have to charge more points this time, and popped a few spirit-restoring pills.

"Whew—" Qin Yueran exhaled a breath of stale air. "Now for the healing."

In the cultivation world, injuries like severed limbs or missing flesh weren't considered major. Certain pills could regenerate limbs and regrow flesh. Even without pills, once a cultivator reached the Golden Core stage, they could reshape their body. The real danger here was the black mist she had just purified; it was the mist that corroded the wounds and prevented them from healing.

Qin Yueran fed him a Jade Bone Pill. The pill dissolved upon contact, its medicinal power rushing toward the most severe injuries. The mangled arm began to recover at an astonishing speed. Once the arm was mended, the medicinal energy flowed slowly to other parts of his body.

Seeing that he was out of danger, she went to find Sikong Fengyun. "It's done."

Before Sikong Fengyun could speak, she added, "Three hundred and fifty thousand points."

Sikong Fengyun: "...Very well. Thank you, Boss Qin."

She finished speaking and silently transferred the three hundred and fifty thousand points.

Qin Yueran beamed. "You're most welcome!"