Chapter 11: Conflict and Card-Making Method

In front of a small single-story house in the slums, a crowd began to gather. 

They stood at a distance, watching the two men and two women in front of the house with curious and surprised looks, but no one said a word.

Yan Banyu seemed to enjoy the attention. He took a step forward, looked at Yan Youhuan, and said loudly, "Congratulations to Elder Youhuan for becoming the youngest candidate for the family elder!"

"A small gift to show my respect. I wish you greater stability in the family and hope the family prospers even more with you."

As Yan Banyu spoke, two girls in different outfits beside him approached Yan Youhuan with delicate boxes in their hands. As they moved, the boxes slowly opened, revealing neatly arranged fiery red elemental balls.

The red light reflected on the girls' faces, making them blush as they gazed at Yan Youhuan with tender eyes.

"Elder Youhuan has been alone for a long time, so I have specially sent these two to take care of you," Yan Banyu's voice rang out again.

At this moment, faint murmurs emerged from the crowd.

"Turns out Youhuan is from the Yan family and even became an elder. So why does he live here in the slums?"

"So many fire elemental balls, enough for a family's consumption for over a decade, all given to Youhuan!"

"Elemental balls are nothing! Those two girls are top-notch but are merely servants to Youhuan!"

"This Yan family leader doesn't seem as obnoxious as the rumors say. If I were Youhuan, I'd serve him diligently!"

Yan Banyu's pride grew more evident, and his smile became even brighter.

"Ha ha, young leader, you should leave," a cold voice suddenly interrupted, halting the girls' steps.

Yan Youhuan looked past the two girls, coldly staring at Yan Banyu, "I find used things dirty."

Silence fell immediately, and the air seemed to freeze.

The girls' faces turned even redder, now with shame and anger, and their eyes towards Yan Youhuan became hostile.

Yan Banyu's expression didn't change. "Elder Youhuan, you misunderstand."

He pointed to the girls and said, "These two are still virgins..."

"I'll say it again!" Yan Youhuan rudely interrupted, "I find your things dirty!"

"What did you say?!" Yan Banyu's face twisted with rage, his pride vanishing, replaced by anger and darkness.

"Yan Youhuan, how dare you speak to me like that?" He clenched his fists, his voice filled with fury.

He enjoyed the fear and respect in others' eyes, but now, Yan Youhuan was publicly rejecting and humiliating him.

"Funny, you really think you're a leader?" Yan Youhuan sneered, ignoring Yan Banyu, picking up the fallen package of Yan Siyuan and the others, and turning to enter his house.

Behind him, only Yan Banyu's heavy breathing could be heard.

Suddenly, the crowd gasped in shock.

"Yan Youhuan! I came to you out of respect, but you're still as foolish as ever!" Yan Banyu roared, his body trembling with rage, a handgun appearing in his hand, its cold barrel aimed at Yan Youhuan's back. "No one humiliates me like this! Not in the past, and not now!"

"Indeed, as mental power increases, fools become even more foolish!" At the door, Yan Youhuan turned to face Yan Banyu, a mocking smile on his face.

An invisible pressure emanated from Yan Youhuan, weighing down on Yan Banyu, instantly sobering him up.

He was now pointing a gun at a mental power level 4 star being!

A being at the pinnacle of humanity!

With a gloomy face, Yan Banyu put away the gun, leaving a parting remark before turning to leave the slums.

"No one rejects my gifts!"

The crowd had dispersed when he drew the gun, and the two girls were left trembling in fear after hearing Yan Banyu's words.

They knelt before Yan Youhuan's door, holding the boxes high, "Please, Elder Youhuan, accept us!"

Yan Youhuan locked his door and left the slums from the other side.

He never looked back at the kneeling girls.

In the heat of noon, the central park of Diyazhen was still bustling.

This was the simple and peaceful life of ordinary people. After all, not everyone had the talent for training mental power.

Yan Youhuan walked into the park, glancing at the clock tower in the distance.

It was 11:50.

Only ten minutes left until his scheduled transaction with [56].

He sat at a drink stand, sipping through a straw while watching the fountain.

Yan Youhuan couldn't imagine how [56] would complete the transaction.

He wasn't worried about [56] not delivering because last night, he had already received the most important item.

A magic card formula for warrior-type monsters!

Magic Card: "Warrior's Survival"

Main Material: A warrior-type monster card.

Card Effect: Select one warrior-type monster in your graveyard; add it to your hand.

Note 1: The card-making method is card reconstruction. There are no successful cases using material fusion or thought condensation methods.

Note 2: Many cases show that using "Charging Captain" as the main material has a higher success rate, though the reason is unknown.

The formula, worth 3000 contribution points, wasn't even his biggest gain.

"I always thought card-making using materials from dead monsters was done with the material fusion method, as taught in the Yan family school."

"Using other cards as the main material for card-making is called card reconstruction, where existing cards are broken down and reassembled into new ones using mental power. This means, back at the Gravel Camp, I could have used 'Novice Warrior Girl' to make 'Wild Warrior Girl'!"

"This knowledge is invaluable to me!"

Lost in thought at the drink stand, Yan Youhuan didn't notice the time until the noon bell rang.

"Whoa?!"

He snapped back, eyes widening in rare shock.

Without any mental power fluctuations, countless yellow-brown strips with glowing lines fell from the sky, 100 meters south of the fountain.

The strips landed on the ground, in the fountain, and on people's heads.

Amid the clamor of voices and the sounds of objects hitting the ground and water, all these sounds reached Yan Youhuan's ears.

"How is this even possible?!" Yan Youhuan was truly shocked, feeling the heat in his chest, confirming this was [56]'s promised no-contact delivery method.

"If I were someone important, I could arrange a secluded spot to have these things transported back!" Looking at the chaos before him, Yan Youhuan's expression turned exasperated, muttering, "How the hell am I supposed to carry all this back?"