The middle and upper reaches would do. He had never intended to vie for supremacy over the Federation.
He was just a blacksmith. With two beautiful wives, a big courtyard, some vegetables to grow, and a little business to run.
And raise his cultivation while he was at it.
Once he had endured his way to the fourth tier—no, the fifth tier—he could wander the world to his heart's content.
That was what it meant to be prudent.
"Alright, we've got a basic grasp of the situation." Su Li patted the table.
"Starting tomorrow, we'll officially settle down in Silver Crown City. Saina, you'll handle buying groceries, cooking, and tending that vegetable patch of yours. Make sure we live our little life in comfort."
Saina nodded vigorously, her face brimming with excitement.
"Elena, you'll look into the city's prices and storefront rents. We can't just sit here and eat through our savings—we need something that brings in money."
Elena swept back her fiery red hair and puffed out her chest with confidence. The astonishing fullness swayed along with the motion.
"Leave it to me. Making money is what I do best. In my past life, I was responsible for the livelihoods of tens of thousands of people. A little business like this will be a piece of cake."
Su Li rose and stretched lazily.
His bones erupted in a crisp series of cracks.
"It's getting late. Time for bed."
Su Li naturally wrapped an arm around each of them—Saina on his left, Elena on his right.
Two soft bodies pressed against him.
Intense aether fluctuations traveled through their points of contact.
The Sword Spirit Root began to circulate joyfully.
Upstairs, into the room.
The newly bought solid-wood bed was spacious.
Su Li...
Early the next morning.
Su Li was awakened