frightfiction Chapter 59 It's sour and numb.
Chapter 59 It's sour and numb.
He slammed his hand on the table and jumped up.
"Rare, do you know what rare means?"
The young woman glanced at Tu Shan; she wasn't even a young girl. She was still too excited.
"Well, I forgot you're still a little girl of seven or eight. You're not well-educated, so I should understand. Cough cough, I didn't mean to lose my temper just now."
Tu Shan was truly dumbfounded.
I wasn't stunned.
I was just angry.
What do you mean by "a little girl of seven or eight years old"? I'm clearly eleven.
Are you blind?!
What do you mean by saying I haven't read enough books?
I wouldn't claim to be an expert on everything, but I do know a little bit about five thousand years of history.
I haven't traveled the world, but I have a worldview.
It may not have many spirit stones, but it has values.
Even without cultivating oneself into a god, one still has a philosophy of life.
Okay, you little trash.
Well, it's impossible to say, after all, she's just an eleven-year-old girl.
However, if you dare to lose your temper in front of her and don't teach her some values, you won't get past this hurdle.
Tu Shan's eyes were red and she silently shed tears.
I feel wronged, but I won't say anything.
The young woman was terrified when she saw the person crying and was instantly at a loss for what to do.
"Well, little girl, I didn't mean it. I apologize to you, and this is my way of making amends."
Tu Shan remained sobbing, her eyes lowered.
"Mimi, quick, let me see what's on the table?"
[A Tier 3 defensive array plate.]
"Hmph, you think you can appease me with a mere Tier 3 defensive array? Dream on!"
The system seemed to see itself as a novice, silently mourning for the young lady in front of it.
Seeing that she was still crying, the young lady took out two more Tier 3 Speed Runes.
Tu Shan cried even louder.
The young lady reluctantly took out a Tier 3 fire and wood dual-attribute spirit sword.
The sound grew louder and louder.
The young woman was getting a headache from all the hype.
He threw out a fourth-tier teleportation talisman.
"If you cry again, I'll take it all away and give you a set of Iron Fist armor to comfort you, do you want some?"
Tu Shan quickly put the items into her storage ring, hastily wiped away her tears, and smiled sweetly, saying, "Miss, you're so kind! Even kinder than my master!"
[Sister Fan, you're amazing.]
"Of course, if a person wants to live well, he has to be shameless in order to have face."
【What's the meaning?】
"Only when you can swallow your pride to achieve your goals can you gain wealth and power. Once you have wealth and power, you will naturally gain face."
When you have nothing, a hundred truths you utter are just bullshit; when you have money and power, even your farts become truths.
Tu Shan recalled the days when she started from scratch and had to beg and plead with everyone, and suddenly it all seemed so distant.
Having transmigrated to the Misty Continent, she has to start all over again.
Life is hard, Tu Shan sighed.
Seeing Tu Shan's nimble movements, the young woman felt the threat she wanted to utter stuck in her throat.
I feel like I've been tricked.
"Young Master, here are the things you requested."
Young Master?
Alright, although I had guessed that his identity was not simple, I didn't expect him to be a second-generation immortal.
Depend on!
This is damn good fortune.
I was just lamenting why she didn't become a second-generation immortal, and now the image of a second-generation immortal has suddenly appeared before my eyes.
This damned God is really killing me.
Her restless envy, jealousy, and hatred would run out and circle the earth fifty times.
Tu Shan looked pitifully at the "Young Master" with tears clinging to her eyelashes.
"I am Lou Xiyue, you can call me Sister Lou. I am the young master of Lingbao Pavilion. These are the spiritual plants you requested. The silver token is a valuable item, and the one you have is the ninth one."
"what?"
It's not that she's not calm, it's just that only nine pieces have been given away in three thousand years, isn't that a bit too few?
What about the talents of the Misty Continent?
"Don't be surprised, this is normal. You are the first to send so many demonic beasts at once. Many people can't kill a thousand demonic beasts in their entire lives."
As for pills, alchemists are either in sects or alchemy guilds.
They couldn't refine many elixirs.
As for independent cultivators, it's not that I, the young master, look down on them, but rather that they lack sufficient resources.
Those who won our silver medal are truly exceptional.
You can rest assured that Lingbao Pavilion is not so short-sighted as to try any tricks on silver medal holders.
You asked about pills before, do you have any on hand? You can rest assured, we're in dire need of them.
Tu Shan smiled and said, "Thank you, Sister Lou. I will make good use of this silver token. I really don't have any pills left. I'll come to you again next time I have some."
"Alright, Sister Lou, I have to go now. See you next time!"
He stood up, waved to Lou Xiyue, and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, little girl, you haven't told us your name yet?"
"Situ fan!"
"Let's add each other's contact numbers. If you need anything delivered, you can contact me directly."
"Row!"
The two added each other as friends, and Tu Shan left.
She doesn't plan to leave Lingyue City for the time being. Now that she's bought the spiritual plants, she'll definitely refine them into pills first.
Once she breaks through to the Foundation Establishment stage and finishes refining all the spiritual plants, she will move on to the next city.
The original plan was to sell the spirit beasts in batches, but selling them all to the Spirit Treasure Pavilion was also risky.
She made the decision on the spur of the moment after entering Lingbao Pavilion.
Her experience in the business world had long since honed her keen eye, enabling her to discern who to associate with and what kind of boss to keep what kind of subordinates.
At least the waiters at Lingbao Pavilion were genuinely smiling. In places with a good work atmosphere, the boss is almost certainly a person with vision, if not 100%.
She has too little time; she must seize every second to prolong her life, improve her cultivation, and enhance her strength.
Rent a courtyard for six months, pay the spirit stones, and start decorating.
Tier 3 defensive formation.
He took out his contacts and sent messages to Geng Yu and the other two.
"I've sold the demon beast, and you have seven thousand low-grade spirit stones with me."
Upon receiving the message, Cheng Nan immediately replied: Okay, I'll leave it with you for now.
When Geng Yu and Zhong Qi received the message, they were watching a grand opera.
"Zhong Qi, have you received the news? As expected of the little mute, we only take 20%, but we still get 7,000 spirit stones. How many spirit stones will she earn?"
Zhong Qi, who was originally overjoyed at the prospect of earning seven thousand, felt a pang of sadness.
The four of them, each accounting for 20%, would be 28,000, so the painted fan would be at least 100,000.
She also has a huge number of demonic beasts, more than the four of them combined.
She earned at least 200,000 from this.
It's sour and numb!
Something is better than nothing; one shouldn't be too greedy.
Zhong Qi calmed himself down and continued watching the drama unfold.
Elder Mu was stopping the sect leader, tearfully recounting his hardships over the years and how he had teetered on the brink of death countless times for the sake of Lingyun Sect.
Geng Yu winked at Zhong Qi and asked, "How long do you think it will take for us to get things done?"
Zhong Qi: It could be ten days or half a month, or it could be a year or two, who knows?
Geng Yu: Is there still a share of those ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones?
Zhong Qi: It was bound to happen sooner or later. Don't you even know who your master is?
Geng Yu: That's right, there's nothing that this troublemaker can't handle, except for the little mute's skills, hehe.
Zhong Qi: ...Is it really okay to talk about your master like that?
Geng Yu: Cough cough, it's just a fact.
The two men were exchanging glances, while the other two were spitting everywhere, and it all ended with Zhou Yuntian running away.
After the painting was finished, Mimi was asked to connect with Ji Se.
Ji Se: "Fan, what's wrong?"
Tu Shan: "I sold all the demon beasts and got 250,000 low-grade spirit stones. I gave 21,000 to three of them, kept 150 mid-grade spirit stones, and used the rest of the spirit stones to buy spirit plants."