Chapter 41 How can it be called stealing if the disciple takes his master's things...?

After returning home, the group tallied up the spirit stones they had earned that day—a huge profit!

Shao Yangtian was with Senior Sister Cheng, while Song Yin was alone in her room.

After counting the spirit stones, Shao Yangtian said to Senior Sister Cheng, "I wish Junior Sister Song Yin were our real junior sister!"

Without a second thought, Senior Sister Cheng slapped Shao Yangtian on the back of the head. "What nonsense are you talking about? Even if Junior Sister Song Yin is Elder Qi's disciple, she is still a member of our Xianxiao Sect, and she is our true junior sister."

Shao Yangtian grimaced and touched the spot where he had been hit, "Ouch, Second Senior Sister, you really hit hard."

Senior Sister Cheng brandished her fist, "Want something even tougher?"

Shao Yangtian quickly waved his hand, "No, no, I don't want it anymore."

The two did not rest and waited for Senior Brother Lü to return.

When they heard the door close next door, and Brother Lü returned to his room, the two of them rushed out and banged on the door.

Senior Brother Lü didn't even sit down before turning around to open the door. Seeing the two faces outside, he sighed wearily, not at all surprised.

Upon seeing the door open, the two squeezed into Senior Brother Lü's room, each taking one side and releasing the spirit stones they had earned.

Upon first seeing the two piles of spirit stones resembling small mountains, Senior Brother Lü asked, "Did you go rob someone?"

Shaoyang's weather turned frantic: "Profits! Profits! We made money selling pills!"

"What?" Now it was Senior Brother Lü's turn to be surprised.

The two recounted the events of the day in detail.

Senior Sister Cheng concluded by giving the order: "Senior Brother, you're coming with us tomorrow. I don't care, I promised Junior Sister Song I'd drag you along, even if I had to."

Senior Brother Lü: "Alright, alright, I promise. Can you two let go of my arms now?"

His arms were being held tightly by the two men, one on each arm.

Satisfied with the answer, the two let go and high-fived in front of Senior Brother Lü.

"yeah!"

After the high-five, the two put away their spirit stones, turned around and walked out of their senior brother's room without looking back.

Senior Brother Lü: ...

In another room, Song Yin transferred all the pills in her space to her storage bag and arranged them neatly for easy retrieval the next day.

Even though she had plenty of stock, she sold almost half of the pills today. At this rate, the stock of pills she prepared would be sold out in less than three days.

She stored all the spirit stones she earned today into her spatial storage. Observing the pile of spirit stones with her divine sense, she smiled contentedly. "Great, my savings for a wife have increased again."

Just then, a paper crane flew in through the window and landed in front of Song Yin.

Qi Zibo: Don't forget the competition in a few days while you're staying outside.

The message was delivered, and the paper crane turned to ashes.

Song Yin would naturally remember the match time.

She then thought about selling pills. First- to third-grade pills were easy to sell. The only problem was the fourth-grade sword-repairing pills she had taken from the warehouse, which came in bottles of ten.

Good things are naturally not sold in sets of ten. She specially found ten jade bottles, each containing one pill—a treatment reserved for high-grade pills. A single Sword-Repairing Pill could fetch a considerable amount of high-grade spirit stones, so selling ten would be practically free and a huge profit.

The only problem was that this pill was made by her master, and she felt a little guilty taking it without asking and then selling it. After thinking about it, Song Yin decided to go and find her master.

Without hesitation, Song Yin went out in the dark, even though it was already dark.

Qi Zibo was meditating in his cultivation room when a sudden, urgent knocking on the door interrupted his meditation. He frowned; someone had actually dared to barge in.

A quick scan with his divine sense revealed it to be his own child. Qi Zibo was speechless, his anger completely dissipating. He used his spiritual energy to open the door, and a figure in bluish-green slipped in like a thief.

"Hehehe, Master, you haven't rested yet?"

Qi Zibo sat cross-legged on the futon, and when he saw Song Yin's expression, his right eyelid twitched violently.

Without a second thought, Qi Zibo asked directly, "Speak, what have you done?"

Song Yin immediately stood up straight, put her hands behind her back, and looked away. "Haha, I am a good disciple of Heaven, how could I have committed a crime?"

Qi Zibo: ...What did that unlucky kid do this time that makes him so guilty?

"Confess and you'll be treated leniently. Speak up."

Song Yin looked down at her shoes and said quickly, "Before coming here, I took a bottle of Grade 4 Sword-Replenishing Pill from the storeroom. I had a great success selling pills today, so I was thinking of selling some Grade 4 Sword-Replenishing Pills as well. But since I'm a good disciple, I came here to ask Master before selling them."

Qi Zibo: ...

The silence was deafening.

He rubbed his forehead with one hand and waved at Song Yin with the other, "Sell them, sell them. You've taken all the pills. Sell them or give them away, it's up to you. Just don't lose to Xin Huailiang's disciple in the competition. If you have nothing else to do, go out and don't disturb my cultivation."

Song Yin cautiously looked up: "Master, you're not angry?"

Qi Zibo: What should I say? Should I say that from the moment I gave you the key to the storeroom, I knew you would steal the pills I was refining? Or should I say that the storeroom was specially prepared for you to splurge on because you were working so hard at refining pills for the competition?

I thought he had taken a lot, but he only took one bottle, and it was only a fourth-grade pill. It's a shame he even kept several bottles of fifth-grade pills in that storeroom.

But he wasn't going to tell the truth; he wanted to see how long it would take this unfortunate kid to finish all those pills.

"I'll say it again: as long as you beat Xin Huailiang's apprentice, I won't be angry."

Song Yin immediately beamed with joy, "Don't worry, we will definitely win. After all, your good disciple has refined a third-grade pill beyond her level, and I have the strength to fight even in the Golden Core group."

Song Yin left the room with a satisfied smile, and thoughtfully closed the door to the cultivation room behind her.

She declared that her master was the best master in the world!

After Song Yin left, she was unaware that Qi Zibo had not continued his cultivation but had instead left the cultivation room to conceal his presence and flew rapidly towards the mountains surrounding Nine Star City.

She returned to the inn and, instead of cultivating, took a rare nap in bed.

In my dream, I sold my master's fortune and used the spirit stones to marry a top-grade, ninth-tier spirit sword as my natal sword wife! I dreamt that I was fighting alongside my wife, and I couldn't help but smile.

When Song Yin woke up the next day, she found herself actually smiling. Recalling her dream from the previous night, her smile became even brighter.

Senior Sister Cheng knocked on the door, "Junior Sister Song, are you awake? We need to set up our stall soon."

Song Yin: "I'm awake. I'll get ready. Please wait a moment, Senior Sister."

Senior Sister Cheng: "It's okay, no rush, take your time packing."

Song Yin quickly changed her clothes, washed up, styled her hair simply, and put on a few elegant hair accessories. After getting everything ready, she opened the door and set off with Senior Sister Cheng and the others!

Yesterday, Song Yin's stall caused a stir. Overnight, many people learned that there were high-quality and inexpensive pills there. They knew perfectly well that these pill cultivators were gathered there because of the Pill Master Conference, and they also knew that they would leave once they sold out of pills. The high-quality, cost-effective pills were available on a first-come, first-served basis.

When Song Yin learned that Senior Brother Lü had also joined the business, she approached the inn's waiter and rented two tables from them. She also asked Senior Sister Cheng to buy new solid-color tablecloths, matching the color of the ones she had prepared.

Shao Yangtian: "I understand what to do next. I'll go buy some flowers right now!"

Song Yin was amused, "Then I'll leave it to Senior Brother Shao."

Shao Yangtian patted his arm muscles, "Leave it to my senior brother."

Senior Brother Lü: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Song Yin: "Not for now. We'll set off once Senior Sister Cheng and Senior Brother Shao return."

The people who went out to buy things returned quickly, and the group was all ready to head to the location from yesterday.

When I got there, I found that there were many more vendors selling pills on the street. They had set up tables and bought flowers to decorate, just like Song Yin had done yesterday.

Song Yin even discovered that one of the extra stalls was owned by the owner of the medicine shop.

The shopkeeper didn't feel embarrassed when he saw Song Yin's gaze; instead, he smiled at her.

Shao Yangtian: "I'm so angry! Why are they all crowding here like this, and they're even copying our booth setup from yesterday!"

Song Yin had anticipated that someone would follow her example today, but she didn't expect so many people. Moreover, these pill-selling cultivators no longer set up their stalls at intervals, but instead clustered together one after another.

Their stall from yesterday had already been taken by others.

The street was crowded with people today, some attracted by the unusual scene, and others who came to buy pills after hearing about yesterday's news.

Song Yin comforted Shao Yangtian: "Don't be angry, we'll just find another spot."

Shao Yangtian: "But they've all gone to sell other people's pills. These people are stealing our business!"

Song Yin said confidently, "Don't worry, we'll have plenty of customers at our stall today."

Shao Yangtian chose to trust Song Yin, "Okay, let's go find a stall first. I trust Junior Sister Song."

People at other stalls were all listening intently, curious about what other tricks these four people could use to attract buyers.

They walked on, almost reaching the end of the street. The weather in Shaoyang helped set up tables, chairs, and flowers, adding two more tables pushed together so the four of them could sit in a row.

There are far fewer people here; everyone's crammed into the same spot as yesterday. A few individuals were brought here by friends; they specifically wanted to see Song Yin and her group.

Song Yin first greeted the few customers in front of her, and after they left, the stall that had been expanded that day instantly became deserted.

Senior Brother Lü was starting to doubt whether what Shao Yangtian and Cheng Linlin said yesterday was true.

Song Yin placed a jade bottle in front of her, with all the other bottles placed to the side, leaving a lot of space for the jade bottle. It was clear at a glance that the jade bottle contained something extraordinary.

Song Yin's actions drew the attention of the three senior disciples from Lingdan Peak. Only precious pills were stored in jade bottles; most common pills were stored in porcelain bottles.

The three of them saw Song Yin take a deep breath, and her shouts even carried a spiritual energy, making them audible throughout the entire street.

"Fourth-grade Sword Repair Pills, limited quantity, first come, first served!"

Shao Yangtian slumped in his chair, dumbfounded. "What...what grade of pill? What kind of pill?"

Senior Sister Cheng's mouth dropped open. "A fourth-grade pill, and a very precious sword-repairing pill among fourth-grade pills! This is a fourth-grade pill, a fourth-grade pill that only Nascent Soul stage cultivators can refine! Where did you get this?"

Senior Brother Lü was also shocked that Song Yin had actually taken out the Sword Repairing Pill.

Wouldn't one of these sell for seven or eight hundred high-grade spirit stones? There's no way around it; the Sword Repairing Pill is just too special. Pills that can suppress inner demons are all very precious.

Song Yin: "I took it from my master's storeroom."

Shao Yangtian stammered, "You, you, you, you're stealing, stealing."

Song Yin remained remarkably calm: "Don't you understand? How can it be called stealing if a disciple takes his master's things?" She showed no trace of the guilty look she had given her master the night before.

"Besides, I've been taking my master's things since I was a child."

Song Yin wanted to say something more, but a large number of cultivators were surging towards her, so selling pills was the priority.

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Author's Note: Song Yin now declares: I declare, Master is the best Master in the world! [cheering][throwing flowers]

During the finals, Song Yin exclaimed: "Aaaaaah, Old Deng, you're going to die!" [Angry]

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I'd like to add this to my collection, hehe [empty bowl]