Air Conditioner

Since this was his first time entering knowledge, Yi Xuan did not dare enter too much.

Although this cultivation-world version of a computer had not developed any major problems so far, it was better to be cautious with something so delicate.

After transferring some basic information on physics, materials science, mechanical principles, and computer-aided design, Yi Xuan stopped the transfer.

A face appeared on the computer screen, shaking its head with a question mark floating above it. A progress bar moved slowly beneath it.

At that speed, he estimated it would take at least three shichen to finish processing all the data he had transferred.

Rather than continue waiting, Yi Xuan left the underground secret chamber.

He returned to his room and found that it was already late at night.

After spending most of the day hard at work, Yi Xuan had no desire to continue cultivating. He lay down on his bed and soon fell asleep.

The next day, when the sun was already high in the sky, Yi Xuan was awakened by knocking at the gate of his courtyard.

Still bleary-eyed, Yi Xuan opened the courtyard gate and saw several men who looked like shop hands standing outside.

When the leader saw Yi Xuan open the gate, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Immortal Master Yi, our master sent us. He said he wanted to get some more fans from you, at the price you agreed on before."

With that, the man waved to the others behind him, and two of them carried a chest into the courtyard.

When it was opened, the chest was full of Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Yi Xuan made a quick estimate. There were no fewer than a thousand in the chest.

So these men worked for Boss Lin. No wonder Yi Xuan thought the leader looked familiar. Wasn't he the servant who often followed Boss Lin around?

Scratching his head, Yi Xuan looked at the servant in the lead and asked, "Your name is Lin...?"

"My name is Lin Er!" The man smiled at Yi Xuan and said, "Immortal Master, an important person like you has so much to attend to. I never thought you'd still remember a humble servant like me!"

Yi Xuan nodded and glanced at the mess scattered across his courtyard. "There are no fans left, but there's no need to worry. Leave the Spirit Stones here. I'll go see Master Lin after I've eaten."

Yi Xuan's words put Lin Er in a difficult spot. "But... how am I supposed to explain that to our master?"

"Just tell him I said he won't be left out of a chance to make money. He can wait at home!"

After hearing that, Lin Er said nothing more. He instructed the two men behind him to carry the chest of Spirit Stones into the room, then left the courtyard.

His pleasant dream had been disturbed, and it was nearly noon besides, so Yi Xuan no longer felt sleepy.

He threw on an outer robe, locked the courtyard gate, and left the alley.

He arrived at the busiest street in the city. It was just noon, the liveliest time of day on this street, and almost every tavern and restaurant lining it was bustling.

The lively scene made Yi Xuan feel quite at ease, and he went to a small tavern where he often ate.

The server inside was busy, but as soon as he saw Yi Xuan come in, he greeted him with a smile. "Immortal Master Yi! You're here. Your usual spot? We've kept it for you. What would you like to eat today?"

Yi Xuan was very pleased with the service. He went to his usual seat, ordered a few dishes, and told the server there was no need to wait on him and that he should get back to work.

Seeing how easygoing Yi Xuan was, the server excused himself and turned back to his work.

Yi Xuan was the sort of person who disliked troubling others.

The tavern was small, but noon was its busiest time. It had only two servers in all, and if one of them attended to him alone, the tavern's earnings that afternoon would surely suffer a great deal. Yi Xuan disdained doing something that harmed others without benefiting himself.

The wine and dishes Yi Xuan had ordered soon arrived. He enjoyed his meal immensely, taking a sip of wine and then a bite of food. From his seat, he could also watch the bustling traffic in the street. Life was so wonderful.

After eating, Yi Xuan took a Spirit Stone fragment from his sleeve, placed it on the table, and left.

At the sight of the Spirit Stone fragment Yi Xuan had casually left, the server's face broke into a beaming smile. He bowed repeatedly to Yi Xuan's retreating back.

Although the tavern was in the city at the foot of Azure Cloud Mountain, it was still an ordinary person's small establishment. Most of its earnings were in silver, and Spirit Stones were uncommon. Even the tiny fragment Yi Xuan had given them would fetch a considerable sum in silver.

The Spirit Stone fragment meant little to Yi Xuan, but to the tavern's owner and server, it was a considerable fortune. That was why the tavern kept a seat for him.

After a short walk, Yi Xuan arrived at Master Lin's residence.

The servants guarding the gate were quite familiar with Immortal Master Yi. They showed him into the residence's reception hall for tea and went to inform their master.

Yi Xuan had only taken a couple of sips of tea when he heard a thudding sound from afar. A great fat man came running toward him, making the ground shake with every step.

The man was so fat that the sight of him wobbling as he ran would have made anyone break into a cold sweat for him.

"Boss Lin, there's no need to hurry!" Yi Xuan called out.

The fat man was Boss Lin. He finally made it to the entrance of the reception hall and stopped only when he heard Yi Xuan.

He took a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his face, all the while gasping for breath.

Seeing Boss Lin like this, Yi Xuan found it quite funny. Boss Lin had been exceptionally fat ever since Yi Xuan had known him. After they became acquainted, Yi Xuan had advised him to lose some weight, or his life would be cut short.

Though the fat man agreed on the surface,

as the years of their acquaintance passed, he only grew fatter. He had not taken Yi Xuan's words to heart at all.

Now, even walking had become somewhat difficult for him.

"How many times have I told you? You'd be better off losing some weight, but you just wouldn't listen. Now even walking is difficult, isn't it?"

The fat man sat in the chair beside Yi Xuan and took a sip of the plain tea Yi Xuan poured for him. "Immortal Master Yi, how many times have I told you? What I carry on my body isn't fat; it's my wealth and fortune. If I lost weight, wouldn't my fortune disappear too?"

Yi Xuan rolled his eyes and could not be bothered to answer him.

After finally catching his breath, the fat man looked at Yi Xuan. "Immortal Master Yi!"

"Stop, stop! We've known each other for a long time, so why do you still call me Immortal Master? How many times have I told you? Just call me by my name!"

The two had known each other for quite some time, yet Boss Lin always called him Immortal Master because Yi Xuan was a cultivator. Once or twice was fine, but over time, Yi Xuan had come to find it very awkward.

The fat man smiled at Yi Xuan's words. "Hehe, little brother Yi! Is that better?"

Yi Xuan nodded in satisfaction at the form of address.

The fat man continued, "Lin Er brought back your message this morning. I hear there are no fans left? What are we going to do? We've been counting on those treasures to make our fortune every summer these past few years!"

Seeing Boss Lin grow a little anxious, Yi Xuan leisurely took a sip of tea and said, "It's not that there are none left. I've got something better."

Boss Lin's eyes lit up. "Something better? Will it make even more money than the fans? What is it?"

Yi Xuan smiled and nodded. "An air conditioner?"

Hearing Yi Xuan say the strange name, Boss Lin looked at him in confusion. "An air conditioner? What's that?"