Qingxu, Fuyaozi

"Forget it, since that's the case and you want to go back, take this treasure for your protection," said Chen Xiyi, handing a wooden sword to Wu Xiu.

"This…" Wu Xiu hesitated, not because he disliked the wooden sword, but because he didn't want to leave.

"Is it because you don't like it?" Chen Xiyi asked, thinking Wu Xiu was reluctant to accept the wooden sword, which saved him the trouble of giving it away.

"Not at all, thank you for the treasure, Shangxian. Please honor me with your name," Wu Xiu quickly took the wooden sword and inquired again.

Chen Xiyi pondered for a moment. Considering his appearance as the head of the Qingxu Sect, he said, "Qingxu, Fuyaozi."

Wu Xiu was even more surprised. He didn't understand the term "Qingxu" or "Fuyao," but the title "Zi" indicated an extraordinary origin, as only sages dared to use it.

Chen Xiyi didn't mind. He was just making things up, confident that Wu Xiu wouldn't know the terms. This world was different from his previous one, and Wu Xiu's ignorance of modern terms like "Xi Yang" confirmed that he wouldn't recognize "Qingxu" or "Fuyao."

"Then I will take my leave. If Shangxian needs anything, you can send someone to the Wu family in Lingqu City. We will do our best to assist." Wu Xiu turned and walked towards the source of the call.

Chen Xiyi didn't reply, turning instead to continue digging. He had no interest in visiting Lingqu City; he wanted to collect more non-renewable resources.

**You gave a wooden sword to your friend: Wu Xiu, a scholar, favorability +5, current favorability: 2 stars**

The game log made Chen Xiyi curious. Giving braised beef noodles only increased favorability by 1 point, but a wooden sword raised it by 5 points, upgrading it to 2 stars. However, the purpose of the favorability star rating remained unclear, as did the method for increasing it.

"The sky is getting dark. I need to build a shelter; otherwise, I'll have to sleep outside tonight." Chen Xiyi noted the setting sun and took out wood and iron ore to make a workbench.

**You made a workbench, consuming: 1 unit of iron ore, 5 units of stone, 10 units of wood**

A workbench was created.

"A wooden house seems inappropriate. Although more comfortable, it isn't as durable as a stone house. In this unknown world, safety is more important than comfort. Unfortunately, I don't have a laboratory; otherwise, I could make an air wall and create a low-profile version of the home world."

For Chen Xiyi, creating these items wasn't a loss. They could be dismantled and reused or melted down if not needed.

"Stone walls, stone gates, stone floors, and stone roofs—current stone storage should be enough for crafting."

He didn't worry about beams or load-bearing structures. In sandbox games, such considerations were for appearance and comfort rather than necessity.

"Without sand and coal, I can't make glass, so I'll use wooden windows. I brought my own furniture, mainly wood, so I'm not lacking."

Chen Xiyi began making building materials on the workbench.

**You made a stone wall on the workbench × 100, consuming: 100 units of stone**

**You made stone on the workbench.**

Production was swift; he completed the materials before dark and began constructing the stone house. Building was faster than crafting, and within half an hour, he had a one-story stone house filled with furniture for comfort.

"It's finally done. The workload exceeded today's digging." Sitting in a chair, Chen Xiyi felt relaxed and comfortable. High comfort levels improved health and rest efficiency.

In the brightly lit stone house, Chen Xiyi ate from his inventory and continued working on the workbench.

**You made a torch x 100 on the workbench, consuming: 100 units of wood, 100 units of resin**

**You made a wooden ladder on the workbench × 300, consuming: 300 units of wood**

With torches and wooden ladders, he began his night mining, planning to dig down for valuable resources like iron and coal, which were buried deep.

After knocking down and storing the workbench, he started mining. The stone house served as a resting place and cover, allowing him to hide the mine entrance with a stone floor if needed.

"Very well, tonight's goal is to use up all the wooden ladders," Chen Xiyi told himself, preparing for efficient digging with sufficient food to recover strength quickly.

"You can only dig downwards, not horizontally," he reminded himself. Digging horizontally risked collapse due to the soil's instability, so he chose a vertical approach.

In the Wu Mansion in Lingqu City, Wu Xiu returned home and mysteriously dragged his father to the study.

"Father, I met a god today who gifted me a treasure."