The Worth of Fairy Chicken, Zhongli at Chess!

Doro led Xue Yan and the others into an empty room.

"Doro, you can stay here from now on. If you need anything, just tell Doro."

Doro patted her chest, looking as though she could handle anything.

"Mm, thank you?"

Xue Yan did not understand what Doro meant, so she tentatively thanked her.

At the same time, she took out a Gold Soul Coin and placed it in Doro's little hand.

"You're welcome."

"Doro still needs to help shovel snow, so I'll be going now."

Holding the Gold Soul Coin, Doro skipped away. She had helped someone today, and that made her very happy.

After Doro left, Xue Yan began inspecting the room.

"This table, this bed, and all this furniture are all at the level of works of art!"

"Why would such furniture exist in a remote little village like this?"

"And it all looks so new. Could it have just been made?"

As Xue Yan looked at the furniture, an idea could not help but arise in her heart: this furniture had not been bought.

It had been made by hand. Somewhere in this little village, there was a formidable craftsman living in seclusion!

"Mom, this bed is so soft. And this blanket and pillow are so comfortable."

Xue Wu lay on the bed, feeling warm all over and incredibly comfortable, as though she might fall asleep right then and there.

"The material used for this blanket is extraordinary too!"

Xue Yan reached out and touched the blanket, then tugged hard at it, but failed to damage it.

She took a cup of water and poured it over the blanket. The moment the drops landed on it, they slid right off.

"It repels water. This is an extremely precious material!"

Xue Yan was full of doubts. Why would someone with such craftsmanship live in a place like this?

And why would they host them? They should not be short of money, right?!

"Xiao Wu, inspect the room. I'll go downstairs and look around."

Xue Yan became wary. She had Xue Wu search the room while she went downstairs.

When she came outside and saw Qin Qi cleaning up, she walked over and helped out a little.

"Your family's furniture is quite nice. Where did you buy it?"

Xue Yan asked tentatively.

"It wasn't bought. We made it ourselves. It took quite a bit of effort."

Qin Qi answered with a smile.

He did not sense anything strange at the moment. To him, that furniture was truly ordinary.

After all, he really had no artistic sense.

"Is that so!"

"Then you're quite impressive, little one. You can make such fine furniture at such a young age."

Xue Yan's guess had been confirmed. The furniture truly had not been bought; it had been made by hand.

"It's nothing. I was mainly responsible for helping out. The one who actually made them was Fairy Chicken."

Qin Qi said.

"Fairy Chicken!"

"Such arrogance! Is she someone on par with a Divine Craftsman?!"

Xue Yan thought of the Divine Craftsmen of the Craftsmen Association. Do not assume that Divine Craftsmen only knew how to forge iron.

Divine Craftsmen stood at the pinnacle of craftsmen, outstanding in nearly every field.

"May I ask where this Fairy Chicken is now?"

Xue Yan asked tentatively.

"She left. She went traveling across the continent to research methods for making Soul Tools."

Qin Qi put down the shovel and stretched his tired waist as he spoke casually.

"Methods for making Soul Tools!"

Xue Yan was even more shocked. Soul Tools were objects left behind from a very long time ago.

Their methods of manufacture had long since been lost. Many craftsmen had tried to research them back then, but all had failed.

At that moment, Fairy Chicken's image gradually took shape in Xue Yan's mind.

In her imagination, Fairy Chicken was an arrogant man, a mad craftsman who challenged the impossible!

"Little one, can you sell me the furniture in your house?"

Xue Yan looked at Qin Qi with utmost seriousness. She intended to collect those pieces.

She firmly believed that they would become extremely valuable in the future.

"Not for sale."

Qin Qi answered without hesitation.

"I can offer a very good price. If you do not want money, I can give you something else instead."

Xue Yan hurriedly said.

"Not for sale."

"No matter how much money or how many things you offer, I won't sell them."

"Fairy Chicken is my friend. These things were gifts she gave us."

"The bond between friends is not something money can measure."

An incomparably serious expression appeared on Qin Qi's childish face. Their family might not be wealthy.

But they were not so poor that they would sell gifts from their friends.

"Guga, guga. That's right, human. These are gifts from Fairy Chicken. We won't sell them."

"Doro, doro. We won't sell!"

Doro and Guga walked over as well, their adorable little faces filled with seriousness.

"A friend's gift... I'm truly sorry. I was rude. I won't bring this up again."

Looking at the serious expressions of the three children, Xue Yan was astonished and somewhat wistful.

She had actually been taught a lesson by a group of children. She had forgotten that the greatest value of a work of art was not money.

It was the meaning contained within it. The meaning of this furniture was friendship!

"It's good that you understand."

After hearing Xue Yan's words, Qin Qi, Guga, and Doro nodded and chose to forgive her.

"Oh, right. Lunch at our house is at eleven. Remember to come eat."

"If you have something to do, let me know in advance. Otherwise, I won't make food for you."

Qin Qi suddenly remembered this. Their family did not merely provide lodging; they also provided three meals a day.

"I understand. If something comes up, I'll let you know in advance."

Xue Yan nodded, then turned and returned to the house. She wanted to see whether her daughter had discovered anything.

At that moment, Zhongli, who had been wandering around the village, suddenly saw a crowd gathered together.

He curiously walked over. Once he got closer, he discovered they were playing chess, a board game from the Douluo Continent.

Zhongli watched for a while and learned the game, then could not help speaking up.

"That piece cannot move there. If you move it like that, you'll lose."

Zhongli said.

"Young man, are you teaching me how to play chess?!"

"Do you know how many years I've played? I started when I was young, and it's already been decades!"

"You think you understand chess better than I do?!"

The old man immediately became unhappy. This young man had no manners, actually daring to instruct him.

"I know a little."

Zhongli replied calmly.

"Fine, kid, you're pretty confident. Come, sit down and play a couple of rounds with me!"

The old man immediately laughed. He had to teach this young man a lesson.

He would let him know what it meant to be a chess sage!

"Very well. Then please enlighten me."

Zhongli lifted the hem of his clothes, found a stone to use as a stool, and immediately began the match.

The two went back and forth, fighting to an inseparable standstill, while the people around them watched with excitement!

"If I move like this, how will you answer it?!"

The old man shouted as he placed a move that put Zhongli in check!