Chapter 2629 - 1514:

Their appearance would likely reduce these so-called cannon fodder to scapegoats.

Ding Ning ignored the knocking outside, disregarded the external sounds, and then entered her room. Under the dim evening light, she mentally conjured a book of Cultivation Techniques.

She studied the book of the cultivation technique and silently recited the operation of the technique.

While practicing the cultivation technique, Ding Ning realized that in this mundane world, there was no Spiritual Energy, no trees here at all.

Ding Ning could only take out a Spirit Supplement Pill to consume, followed by a Replenishing God Pill.

After consuming the pills, she did not cultivate immediately; she cooked some sweet potatoes and ate them.

Having finished the sweet potatoes, she spent the entire night on the bed circulating the cultivation technique.

Unaware of how much time had passed, she detected bright spots in the air, assuming they were fireflies. However, after taking the Soul Nourishing God Pill, she could sense the presence of these bright spots in the dark with her eyes closed.

The bright spots initially appeared in the room, probably drifting in from outside. Surrounding her were small, colorful lights, twinkling like stars.

When she intended to grab the bright spots, they seemed to have souls, drawn into her body by a force of suction.

Ding Ning felt the bright spots entering her body, drifting out, and being drawn in again.

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Ding Ning continuously felt the bright spots, being absorbed into her body and then floating out, although some remained inside, slowly moving through her body’s meridians.

She could sense these light bodies entering her meridians, feeling a warm current flowing through her body, so comforting.

The previous pills had already improved her physique, creating an Innate being, and now with the Spiritual Energy entering her body, her physical state gradually transformed from Innate to the first level of Qi Refining.

When dawn arrived, Ding Ning checked the time; it was already past six.

Ding Ning felt hungry; there was no food left at home.

However, she still had ration tickets and money.

The passbook and money left behind by her parents had not yet been given to anyone.

Her pocket money remained, and just after the afternoon commotion, the rebirth point was just right; she had not given her job away, and the pension hadn’t been handed over to others.

Not to mention the admission notice.

Ding Ning recalled that after the exams were over, the teachers told the students to check their results after the exams.

Before the exam results could be checked, bad news came, and it was the factory leaders who helped deal with her parents’ affairs.

No grand gestures were made during this era.

In her room, Ding Ning rummaged around, laying on the floor under one brick, uncovering a small box. This small iron box held valuable items; if not hidden so deeply, all the family’s money would have been lost.

Then she searched her parents’ room. These past few days, in her parents’ room, things were messy, with many items gone.

What remained were a few sets of ragged clothes, plus quilts, the bed, and wardrobe, all in disarray as if someone had rifled through them.

Ding Ning couldn’t remember who rifled through things, but she remembered that her parents hid things very well.

Behind the wardrobe was a small mechanism installed in the wall.

If the wardrobe wasn’t moved away and the wall searched, it wouldn’t be easily found.

After a thorough search, Ding Ning found a passbook inside this small mechanism, which contained five thousand yuan.

Her parents, both working, raised only her; they never had so much money, but she knew her parents were not ordinary.

Knowing there weren’t many relatives, they had relocated at a young age, bought the jobs there, and others were unaware of their background.

Her father was a retired soldier, and so was her mother.

Their identity as such was all people understood.

Besides the passbook, the box contained not only a bank book but also ten small pieces of gold, ten large pieces of gold, and a Jade Token.

It held a parchment roll, which she opened to find drawn as if it were a map.

Could it be a treasure map?

Across two lifetimes, Ding Ning never knew such a thing existed.

Knowing her parents were wealthy yet unaware they possessed so much wealth and gold — what was the deal with that Jade Token?

Was this Jade Token also holding some kind of space?

Ding Ning placed the other items into the Spatial Bag.

Holding the Jade Token, she wondered what function the token held.

Thus, she duplicated her earlier bloodletting method.

Ding Ning found the previous needle within the room, pricking another finger on the hand to release two drops of blood and smeared it onto the Jade Token.

As expected, the Jade Token absorbed the blood, consuming it entirely, then flashed a Golden Light, yet did not disappear.

However, Ding Ning could sense that the original Spatial Bag now contained an antique-looking courtyard, surrounded by mountains and farmland.

The farmland had no detectable edge, enclosed by mountains, with a visible river accompanied by mist.

Could it be that this river has a hot spring?

Ding Ning attempted to see if her body could enter it.

With but a thought, her body appeared by the river, the water not deep, feeling thirty degrees warm.

Recalling her earlier desire to bathe by boiling water for scrubbing her body.

With a hot spring here now, she just soaked in it, even washing previously changed dirty clothes clean within this hot spring.

She even washed the current set of clothes she wore clean in the hot spring.

Ding Ning discovered the spring water could automatically filter dirt.

Her clothes, previously stinky, could be washed within the spring, filtering the odor out.

Inside the hot spring, clothing didn’t need laundry detergent or liquids.

Her body did not require body wash or soap, hair washed during the soak.

A fragrance from flowers could even be smelled.

Feeling so comfortable bathing, yet even after the refreshing bath, she was resolute about eating breakfast at the government-run restaurant. She hadn’t handled the job-selling matters nor received the pension.

As for the house, she planned to sell it.

But not until after the job was sold, pension taken, and admission notice received, then she’d sell the house.

Planning to buy a house in the studying city.

Staying far away from scumbag men and wicked women.

Ding Ning hung washed clothes within the space courtyard on the clothing pole.

Without investigating the courtyard.

Ding Ning organized space tickets nearing expiration plus other tickets, readying herself for grocery shopping within the next few days.

He remembered that in a few years tickets would no longer be needed, he’d use them now, with space’s fields being cultivable, contemplating whether seeds could be exchanged in those rural areas?

Perhaps chickens and ducks could be raised within the space, supplying her food and drink.

Ding Ning dressed anew, in a plaid dress, donning small leather shoes.

Carrying a self-sewn cloth bag, she opened the door, finding the wicked woman Xiao Yuhuan holding a bowl of corn gruel, preparing to knock on the door.

"What are you doing?"

Ding Ning’s tone was not good.

The wicked woman Xiao Yuhuan, intending to knock on the door, saw it opened from within, gazing upon Ding Ning with envy and resentment in her eyes.

All day and night yesterday, there was unease, like her belongings were being seized.

She was always sensitive, with her heart twitching painfully.

How had Ding Ning become so pale, looking water spirit-like?

The former bean sprout — had blossomed?

Appearing like a Fox Demon?

"Ding Ning, you didn’t have breakfast last night or this morning; I brought your breakfast."

"No need, from now on I’ll prepare my breakfast, I have matters to attend."

"Ding Ning, wait, about swapping items yesterday, did you forget?"

"Oh, you really intend to swap, don’t regret it?"

"No regrets, swap with me!"

"Alright then."

Ding Ning thought there was only one bag anyway, even if the other side took it, it wouldn’t matter.

She had already contracted the space, the other party couldn’t take it.

He sensed that the protagonist’s peace charm was certainly valuable.

Perhaps, in the books, the author had given the protagonist advantages.

Yet because of her rebirth, these perks, driven by the protagonist’s greed, would swap with her.

She was naturally enthusiastic about fleecing the protagonist.

Time to take some interest first!

Ding Ning removed her peace charm’s pouch from around her neck, along with the red string, placing them in her hand, then gazed at the wicked woman Xiao Yuhuan.