Chapter 3

Qi Ping now felt that his hardships were finally over, and he had received the inheritance of an immortal, which was also a priceless treasure. This made him very excited and full of anticipation. As long as he could survive and walk out of this immortal mountain, it seemed that he could live a more colorful life.

"Senior, I have benefited from your grace. But I have also done a good deed, ensuring you rest in peace, and I will strive to live better!" After respectfully bowing to the senior, Qi Ping needed to continue finding the way out of the mountain. Although he was now in a treasure trove, if he couldn't find a way out, he might die guarding the treasure.

However, Qi Ping's luck improved. Although he emerged in a wilderness, he finally managed to leave the mountain. Although he looked very ragged, Qi Ping saw endless hope. The magical encounters in this fairyland broadened his horizons. Now, he was at least a disciple of an immortal, even if it was self-proclaimed, he shouldn't be so petty.

Qi Ping felt he needed to live a good life now. Although he had received a magical inheritance and started to yearn for a certain kind of life, he still needed some capital.

"Mom, I plan to go to Hong Kong. If I have good luck, I'll go to the United States in a while. My classmate there is doing well and invited me to develop there." Returning home, a small village in southern Jiang, Qi Ping told his family a half-true, half-false story; although they were his closest family, some things really couldn't be said.

"What are you going to Hong Kong for? Going to the United States isn't necessarily good either. Although it seems quite wealthy, there are also poor people there." Qi Ping's mother, Yu Lan, was somewhat worried. A child's future needed to be grasped, but going too far wasn't a good thing. Yu Lan was really worried about her child being bullied in an unfamiliar place.

"It's better to keep an eye on him. If you make him come back to farm, you can see him every day, but what good will it do? It's better for him to go out and explore while he's young. At worst, we can use our savings to buy him a plane ticket back." In fact, his father, Qi Weihui, was also very concerned about his far-traveling child, but he hoped his child would achieve great success.

"That won't be necessary. I still have some money. And if I have good luck, this time a big deal will make me a lot of money. My son is about to rise to prominence, aiming to become a millionaire." Qi Ping said with a smile, still having his own thoughts.

After staying at home for a few days and getting the visa, he owed it to his classmate in the United States, who sent an official invitation letter on behalf of the company, otherwise, the visa wouldn't have been processed so quickly. Of course, he was also teased by his good friend