The Wizard of Fairy Tale World-Chapter 46Book 2: : Entrustment

Vol 2 Chapter 46: Entrustment

Seeing the touched expression on Zheng Fa’s face, Senior Sister Zhang smiled and suddenly said, “I’ll handle this as soon as possible. In a few days, I’ll be leaving the sect for a while.”

“Leaving the sect?”

Zheng Fa was taken aback. He hadn’t expected her to bring this up.

He knew Senior Sister Zhang well enough to understand that she wasn’t the type to enjoy traveling. If he didn’t seek her out or if she wasn’t busy with sect affairs, she was almost always at home cultivating.

A bit of a recluse, really.

Or rather, most cultivators in Xuanwei Realm were like that—spending most of their time in seclusion made them all seem a bit homebound.

Senior Sister Zhang explained, “I mentioned before that a spirit vein has emerged in Taiyang Commandery, and the Changchun Sect has been repeatedly asking for our assistance.”

Zheng Fa recalled this. She had mentioned it before—originally, she had planned to send Senior Sister Yuan, but now…

Why was she going herself?

“I initially wanted to send Yuan Shimei because I was worried you might have trouble managing the market,” Senior Sister Zhang continued, as if she knew what he was thinking.

Zheng Fa immediately understood.

She meant that he had proven himself too capable.

If Senior Sister Zhang had stayed, he would have had a safety net—any difficult decisions could be referred to her.

But Senior Sister Yuan…

Well, considering she treated him well, Zheng Fa politely decided not to think too deeply about that possibility.

“Senior Sister, what exactly is this spirit vein?”

Even with her explanation, Zheng Fa felt uneasy.

Senior Sister Zhang, whether in intelligence or cultivation, was like the stabilizing pillar of Jiushan Sect.

The sect’s three Nascent Soul cultivators didn’t exactly seem dependable—if anything, Senior Sister Zhang worried about everything the most.

For something to make her leave the sect, it was definitely not as simple as she made it sound.

He couldn’t help but feel concerned.

“A spirit vein…” Seeing his persistence, Senior Sister Zhang chuckled. She seemed to recognize his worry, and her voice softened. “A spirit vein and a spirit node are essentially the same thing.”

“Spirit vein?”

Zheng Fa was startled—this was no small matter.

He had read the Sect Master’s Treatise on Spirit Veins, and he knew that in Xuanwei Realm, spirit veins were the foundation of a sect’s survival.

Especially now, when spiritual energy was declining, a rich spirit vein was even more critical.

“Spirit veins are typically found on the surface, continuously gathering spiritual energy for cultivators to use,” Senior Sister Zhang explained. “But spirit nodes are different. They also accumulate spiritual energy, but they’re often buried deep underground and remain undiscovered for long periods.”

“…And when a spirit node emerges?”

“When it has gathered enough energy, it bursts forth, disrupting the surrounding flow of spiritual energy—that’s when cultivators notice it.”

Seeing that Zheng Fa still looked puzzled, Senior Sister Zhang added, “Although the energy from a spirit node eventually dissipates, it accumulates valuable resources over the years.”

“Senior Sister, are you saying…”

Zheng Fa finally began to understand.

“There’s a spirit stone mine in the Taiyang Commanderyspirit node.”

A spirit stone mine.

Zheng Fa immediately grasped why Senior Sister Zhang had to go herself.

“Senior Sister, if a spirit stone mine has emerged…” Zheng Fa frowned. “Won’t this cause a major conflict?”

He knew how critical spirit stones were to cultivators.

Not only were they the primary currency, but they were also used in cultivation—though, in this era, most cultivators couldn’t afford to waste them that way.

They were also indispensable in formation arrays and other applications.

“Taiyang Commandery is already in turmoil. The Changchun Sect’s Sect Master has repeatedly sent messages, saying that not only have various sects from the Hundred Immortals Alliance arrived, but even some outside factions—and traces of the Demonic Path have been discovered.”

“…The Changchun Sect?”

“Their founder was originally a disciple of Jiushan Sect,” Senior Sister Zhang explained. “After reaching the Golden Core stage, he established a family, which later grew into a small sect. They’ve always remained loyal to Jiushan Sect and have continued offering tribute over the years.”

Zheng Fa nodded in understanding.

The Changchun Sect was basically a vassal of Jiushan Sect—likely established with the sect’s backing.

Seeing that he now grasped the gravity of the situation, Senior Sister Zhang shifted the topic.

“I’m not worried about the Administrative Hall—it has been running smoothly for years. But the market has undergone significant changes lately, with the reception boats and the theater performances. I’m still a bit concerned.”

“Senior Sister!” Senior Sister Yuan thumped her chest confidently. “You can leave the market in my hands—”

“I’m leaving it to Zheng Fa.” Senior Sister Zhang interrupted.

“?”

Senior Sister Yuan watched in horror as Senior Sister Zhang pointed at herself… and then promptly assigned her to Zheng Fa’s care.

—

As Zheng Fa and Senior Sister Yuan walked side by side away from Senior Sister Zhang’s courtyard, it took a long while before Senior Sister Yuan finally let go of her wounded pride and spoke up.

“Taiyang Commandery is probably a mess right now.”

“…Hm?”

“Senior Sister Zhang only indulges in food like that when a major battle is imminent,” Senior Sister Yuan muttered. For once, her face was filled with rare concern. “She doesn’t even realize she has this habit.”

Zheng Fa stared at her.

She looked puzzled. “Why are you staring at me?”

“I just never expected you to be this observant.”

“Tch. When you care too much about things, it gets tiring. That’s why I’d rather be a bird—free and unburdened.”

Senior Sister Yuan tilted her head back proudly, as if she had figured out the secret to life. “Anyway, Senior Sister Zhang has been sending a lot of people to Taiyang Commandery lately.”

Zheng Fa thought back to his time in the Talisman Hall—he had noticed that many of Senior Sister Zhang’s lecturers were missing.

Now, it made sense.

They had already been deployed to Taiyang Commandery.

“But with Senior Sister Zhang’s strength, even if she clashes with a Nascent Soul cultivator, she won’t be in any real danger… In fact, I could probably go visit her there and have some fun!”

Senior Sister Yuan cheered herself up with that thought, her laughter carefree once more.

—

As Zheng Fa walked back home, his brows furrowed slightly, and his thoughts grew heavy.

Senior Sister Zhang’s departure meant that he had lost a powerful backing within the sect.

But that wasn’t a big concern.

His status as the Sect Master’s disciple and his connection with Senior Sister Yuan were enough for him to move freely in Jiushan Sect.

What really troubled him was what Senior Sister Yuan had pointed out—

His cultivation was still too low.

So low that Senior Sister Zhang wouldn’t even tell him the full truth.

And the worst part?

Even if he knew, he wouldn’t be able to help.

“Senior Brother Zheng?”

A voice called out.

As Zheng Fa neared his home, he suddenly heard someone calling out to him.

Looking up, he saw Zhou Qianyuan standing at his doorstep, as if he had been waiting for a while.

“Junior Brother Zhou? You were looking for me?” Zheng Fa asked, leading him inside.

“It’s nothing urgent,” Zhou Qianyuan shook his head, taking out a jade scroll from his storage pouch. Then, noticing the slight frown still lingering on Zheng Fa’s face, he asked with concern, “But Senior Brother Zheng, you seemed troubled just now. Is there anything I can help with?”

Zheng Fa didn’t hide anything—by now, he and Zhou Qianyuan were familiar enough that there was no need for formality.

With a sigh, he admitted, “I just feel like… my cultivation is too low.”

“Too low?”

Zhou Qianyuan paused, glancing at the jade scroll in his hand, as if hesitating about something.

“Well, yeah. I’m only at the fifth level of Qi Refining—”

“Senior Brother, I’m at the fourth level.”

Zhou Qianyuan interrupted him, his tone carrying a hint of grievance.

“…”

For a moment, awkward silence filled the room.

Zhou Qianyuan pursed his lips, then wordlessly handed over the jade scroll.

“Hm?”

“My master instructed me to give this to you whenever I saw fit,” Zhou Qianyuan said, keeping his expression carefully neutral.

Zheng Fa was just about to take it—

BANG!

His courtyard gate slammed open with a loud crash.

“Zheng Fa!”

The voice, the timing, and the force of that entrance…

All felt way too familiar.

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“Zheng Fa! I came to see you!”

The Seventh Young Master of the Zhao family strode boldly into the courtyard, grinning as he called out, “Surprised?”

He bounced toward the main hall, talking non-stop, “I was thinking—back in the Qingmu Sect, my sister’s there with my grandpa, but you? You’re all alone in Jiushan Sect, without a single family member around!”

“You must be so lonely!”

“So, the moment I got permission to leave the sect, I came straight to see you!”

As he reached the entrance of the hall, he looked up—

And froze.

Because what he saw was Zheng Fa and Zhou Qianyuan, standing far too close.

With Zheng Fa’s hand hovering over Zhou Qianyuan’s arm in what seemed to be a strangely intimate gesture.

Seventh Young Master’s smile stiffened.

His eyes flickered between Zheng Fa and Zhou Qianyuan, his expression complicated.

Zheng Fa awkwardly withdrew his hand, feeling like he had just been caught cheating.

“…Seventh Young Master? What are you doing here?”

He hurriedly stepped forward, but then he noticed another familiar figure at the gate.

“…Eldest Young Lady?”

Standing at the entrance, Zhao Jingfan, the Eldest Young Lady of the Zhao Family, was watching her younger brother with a helpless expression, shaking her head.

“I had business outside the sect and was passing by Jiushan Sect. This guy insisted on coming along.”

“Who insisted?!”

Seventh Young Master immediately retorted.

“Then why did you come?”

Eldest Young Lady raised an eyebrow at him.

“I—I came to watch the theater performances!” Seventh Young Master folded his arms and huffed, “Jiushan Sect’s theater has become so famous that even the Qingmu Sect has heard of it. Can’t I come and see for myself? I’ll watch, and then I’ll leave!”

Zheng Fa chuckled.

“Seventh Young Master, I’m actually really happy you came.”

“…Really?” The suspicion on his face eased slightly.

“Of course. I am all alone in Jiushan Sect, after all.”

“…Then what about him?”

Seventh Young Master pointed directly at Zhou Qianyuan.

“Oh, he just came to deliver something from his master.”

Zhou Qianyuan silently nodded and raised the jade scroll, clearly indicating his purely professional role as a delivery boy.

Seventh Young Master finally smiled again and threw an arm around Zheng Fa’s shoulder.

“Well then, if you’ve been suffering all alone in Jiushan Sect, don’t worry! I brought you some good stuff!”

He turned and held out his hand expectantly toward his sister.

Eldest Young Lady let out a long sigh, but still handed him a small bundle.

Seventh Young Master proudly unwrapped it, revealing several small jars and wrapped parcels.

“These are all special products from Qingmu Sect,” Eldest Young Lady explained. “He picked out everything he thought was good and brought it for you.”

“Senior Brother Zheng!”

Before Zheng Fa could respond, another voice called out from the gate.

It was Han Qi, along with two other senior brothers, carrying large bags of goods.

“The vendors in the market have sent even more gifts over the past couple of days! We brought them to you!”

The three of them stepped into the courtyard, their arms full of packages.

Seventh Young Master looked down at the small bundle in his hands…

Then looked up at the massive pile of gifts Han Qi and the others were carrying.

His fingers twitched, as if considering whether he should just take his bundle back.

Zheng Fa walked over, opened the small parcel, and picked up a cold piece of red sugar pastry.

Taking a bite, he chewed slowly, then grinned at Seventh Young Master.

“Delicious.”

His voice was slightly muffled as he spoke with his mouth full.

Seventh Young Master stared at him for a moment.

Then, finally, he smiled too.