Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 28 I Raise You

Xu Wanqing was not going to ask for the 10 yuan, but insisted on only asking for 1000 yuan.

Zheng Fan looked at Xu Wanqing and said, "Since the other party insists on sending us off, why bother to give in?"

While speaking, Zheng Fan put 10 yuan into Xu Wanqing's hands, looked at Zhang Biao and said, "Next time you dare to do this, you will bear the consequences."

"Definitely... must not dare." Zhang Biao listened to Zheng Fan's words, his expression trembling, and he only hoped that Zheng Fan and Xu Wanqing would leave quickly, and he would go to the hospital for treatment.

After Xu Wanqing and Zheng Fan walked out of Tianye Co., Ltd.

Zheng Fan looked at Xu Wanqing and said, "Don't look for a job in the future."

"You support me?" Xu Wanqing directly refused, "If you can't support me, how can we live?"

Zheng Fan said flatly, "I will support you."

Xu Wanqing is a good girl. She has suffered a lot since she married her, but she never left.

Zheng Fan will protect Xu Wanqing's life without any worries and will not let her suffer.

Xu Wanqing's pretty face blushed when she heard Zheng Fan's words, she lowered her head and said, "I can support myself."

She is an independent woman, and it is impossible for her to stay at home obediently.

Zheng Fan knew that Xu Wanqing was stubborn, so he didn't say anything.

As soon as the two arrived home, Xu Wanqing sat in the hall.

Seeing that Zheng Fan was going back to the house, she hesitated for a moment, and said, "I have something to discuss with you."

"En?" Zheng Fan heard for the first time that Xu Wanqing wanted to discuss something with him.

Xu Wanqing's tone was calm, not as cold and arrogant as before, "You also have a share of the 10 yuan that Zhang Biao got just now."

After she finished speaking, she paused and said, "I'm going to open a snack bar, and the money I make will be split between eight and two, and I'll give you eight."

Xu Wanqing knew that without Zheng Fan just now, let alone 10 yuan, not only would she not be able to get the 1000 yuan salary, but she might even be molested by Zhang Biao.

What's more, the last time Zheng Fan gave her 6 yuan, the total is 16 yuan.

Opening a small restaurant is absolutely fine.

Zheng Fan heard that Xu Wanqing was going to open a restaurant by himself, and said with a smile, "Okay, but you know how to cook?"

"Of course I will." Xu Wanqing said angrily, "I fried everything you used to eat."

After Xu Wanqing said this, she no longer cared about Zheng Fan, and walked to the second floor, thinking about how to open the small restaurant.

Zheng Fan returned to his room, closed the door tightly, sat cross-legged on the bed, and performed the Jiuxuan Linggong.

The thin spiritual power within a thousand meters around rushed towards Zheng Fan's body like a stream.

When it was absorbed in front of Zheng Fan, it was filtered again by the black mysterious beads, and the spiritual power became pure.

Zheng Fan felt that his body was full of pure spiritual power, and the spiritual power flowed through his mouth, nose and breath.

There is even a white brilliance surrounding him outside his body, making him extraordinary.

Zheng Fan continued to absorb spiritual power, enrich himself, and hit the barrier in his body.

As long as this barrier is broken, Zheng Fan will be able to enter the initial stage of foundation establishment.

Under Zheng Fan's constant impact, the originally abundant spiritual power in his body gradually became scarce.

The barrier is also showing signs of loosening, as long as you put in more effort, you will be able to step into the foundation establishment realm completely.

Immortal cultivators in the qi training period are no different from ordinary people, they all rely on the strength of their fists to fight.

After reaching the foundation building realm, one can master the most basic techniques and use them to fight.

Zheng Fan took out three pills of the Peiyuan Pill that he refined earlier and took it.

Immediately, the spiritual power in the body that was about to be exhausted immediately puffed up, gradually filling Zheng Fan's body.

After Zheng Fan took three pills of Peiyuan Pill, he heard a clicking sound.

The originally loose barrier suddenly shattered.

Zheng Fan felt that his body was constantly changing after reaching the foundation establishment state.

He felt that his life had evolved. He had experienced this feeling 3000 years ago, and now he felt it again. Zheng Fan still felt a sense of relief.

After Zheng Fan successfully stepped into the foundation establishment realm, a smile appeared on his face.

Zheng Fan has mastered countless spells and supernatural powers in the world of cultivating immortals, with a total of more than one billion and 8000 million.

There are 300 million basic spells that can be used in the foundation building realm alone.

There are so many foundation-building techniques that can be used, Zheng Fan is not afraid of anyone at all.

Unless the opponent's strength is terrifyingly strong, or they use the national army, they are not afraid at all.

Noon the next day.

Zheng Fan opened his eyes, and a faint scent of vegetables entered his nose.

He got up from the bed, opened the door to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Xu Wanqing brought the last dish of braised pork to the table, and was about to wake Zheng Fan up for dinner, and let him taste his cooking skills.

"You're awake." Xu Wanqing didn't expect Zheng Fan to wake up at this time, and she was going to wake him up for dinner.

Zheng Fan nodded and said, "The smell is good."

"Of course it's not bad, and I don't even want to see who did it." Now when Xu Wanqing faced Zheng Fan, the disgust in his heart disappeared a lot.

After she finished speaking, she paused and said, "Try it quickly, how does it taste?"

When Zheng Fan picked up the chopsticks, Xu Wanqing stared straight at Zheng Fan, wanting to see his reaction after tasting the dishes.

Zheng Fan took a few bites with the braised pork in his mouth and said, "The taste is okay."

"It's not delicious?" Xu Wanqing was puzzled, so she tried it herself, "Isn't it delicious?"

Zheng Fan said, "I didn't say it wasn't delicious."

Xu Wanqing glared at Zheng Fan, and said, "I'm going to see the store today, do you want to go?"

She felt that Zheng Fan's money accounted for most of the money here, and she must discuss things with Zheng Fan about choosing a store.

Zheng Fan didn't have anything to do, so he agreed and went to find the store with Xu Wanqing.

Coming to the bustling street, Xu Wanqing's gaze has been staring at the shops along the street, to see if there are any shops that cannot be opened and are ready to be rented out.

Until three o'clock in the afternoon, the two still did not see the storefront to be sublet.

Seeing the sweat dripping down Xu Wanqing's forehead, Zheng Fan said, "Take a rest today, and then go look for it tomorrow."

"It's not evening yet, I'll look for it again, you go to rest." Xu Wanqing's temper was so strong that no one could stop her.

Seeing this, Zheng Fan didn't say much, and continued to accompany Xu Wanqing to search.

Finally, the two came to a slightly remote street alley.

This store is a small restaurant, but the owner is not doing well, the price is expensive, and the taste is not good. All kinds of reasons add up and lead to a loss in business.

Xu Wanqing saw that the store was a bit out of the way, and felt that the business would not be easy to sell.

She looked at Zheng Fan and asked, "What do you think of this store?"

"Yes." Zheng Fan said flatly.

Xu Wanqing heard what Zheng Fan said, and reminded: "This store is too remote, are you sure someone will come?"

The voice fell, and the boss who was packing up the things inside came out with big strides.

"The flow of people in this store is good. Now I want to go back to my hometown, so I sublet it out." A middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and messy hair said.

Xu Wanqing said: "How much is your store going to resell?"

"A price of 20 yuan." The boss saw that Xu Wanqing had an extraordinary temperament and was wearing famous brand clothes, so he probably was a rich man.

He was going to slaughter a sum of money severely, including the amount of previous losses.

Listening to the boss's words, Xu Wanqing said with a serious expression; "There is no need to talk about 20 yuan."

While speaking, she pulled Zheng Fan and turned to leave together.

The boss finally saw two ignorant people wanting to buy his store, so how could he let them leave.

"Go slowly, both of you, let's make a price yourself." The boss is losing money every day he wastes, so he might as well sell it early.

(End of this chapter)