Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Master

Huo Xin was puzzled: "What happened to him?"

Yun Miao spread his hands. "I don't know. I just saw him looking up at something with his teacup in hand. When I finished talking to you and turned back, he was already like this. I guess... he missed home too much."

Gao Zhu was curious: "Why do you think so?"

Yun Miao immediately raised his head with his hands behind his back and recited a poem: "Because... I look up at my teacup, I look down and think of my hometown. When I think of having no money for the journey, my eyes well up with tears."

Takatake: ...

Just when Gao Zhu was almost choked to death by this poorly adapted limerick, a surprised question came from the rich young man in the room.

"How did you know I was homesick when I was looking at the teacup just now?"

Tan Xiaobai's eyes were slightly red as he looked at the young girl in green outside the door. "Although I'm not crying because I don't have the money to go home, what I said before is true... Young lady, how did you see that?"

Am I right?

Huo Xin and the other two looked at Yun Miao in astonishment. It sounded like she had just made up this doggerel. How could it be such a coincidence?

Yun Miao blinked, then said gravely, "Guess?"

Tan Xiao rolled his eyes as he thought about it, then suddenly realized something. He quickly stepped forward and bowed to Yun Miao seriously.

"I've long heard that there are some masters in the world who are proficient in face reading and divination. Among them, the people of Zhaixing Pavilion are the best. They can tell when a person will be born and when he will die just by looking at him."

"Master, you were able to guess my thoughts just by looking at me. You must be an expert in face reading and divination. I wonder where you learned your skills. Could it be... the legendary Zhaixing Pavilion?"

Yun Miao stood with his hands behind his back: "I have no sect or school, I am self-taught."

"I see."

Tan Xiaobai extended his hand in invitation with a look of reverence on his face. "Since the ancient catastrophe, many inherited techniques have suffered severe damage, and some have even been lost. Nowadays, there are very few people who still know the art of face reading and divination. It is truly a great honor for me to meet you today, Master. Please take a seat!"

Yun Miao was flattered and immediately walked into the room and sat opposite Tan Xiaobai.

Huo Xin and the other two looked at each other. They really couldn't understand how the situation was developing, but they still followed silently. Huo Xin sat next to Yun Miao, while Guan Dahai and Gao Zhu sat at the coffee table next door.

Tan Xiaobai diligently poured tea for Yun Miao. When he smiled, a small canine tooth on his right side appeared and disappeared.

"My name is Tan Xiaobai. May I know your name, Master?"

Yun Miao was already immersed in the role. She took a sip of the hot tea before slowly saying, "My surname is Yun, and my given name is Miao."

Tan Xiaobai praised: "What a good name, it sounds like he is not just an ordinary person."

Yun Miao bowed to him and they complimented each other: "You're welcome. Your name is nice too."

Tan Xiaobai: "The Master's appearance is even more extraordinary, so extraordinary that I feel ashamed when I see him."

Yun Miao: "Don't underestimate yourself, you are quite good-looking."

Tan Xiaobai: "No, no, no, the master is still more beautiful!"

Yun Miao: "No, no, no, you look good, you look good..."

Tan Xiaobai: "No, no, no..."

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Huo Xin and the other two: ...

Seeing Yun Miao and the rich young man exchanging compliments, becoming increasingly cheerful, Huo Xin interrupted, "Mr. Tan, stop talking nonsense. Just tell me what you have to say."

Upon hearing this, Tan Xiaobai turned around and attentively poured a cup of tea for Huo Xin.

"Ah, this must be Master Yun's friend, no need to be so polite, just call me Xiaobai."

Huo Xin said coldly, "Mr. Tan, please speak frankly."

Tan Xiaobai shrank his neck at Huo Xin's cold gaze, and said a little embarrassedly: "Actually... when Master Yun asked that Xuantian Sect disciple for the notice, I was not far behind you."

"I'm also quite interested in the story behind that notice, so Master Yun, after you get it, could you let me make a copy? I'm willing to pay one hundred low-grade spirit stones for it!"

As he spoke, he pulled the embroidered purse from his waist and poured it onto the table. Immediately, a hundred egg-sized, jade-like spirit stones piled up on the table into a small hill, and there seemed to be a thin cloud of air flowing inside, making the stone sparkle.

Huo Xin's eyes changed slightly. This person could use the storage bag freely, which meant that he was at least a cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining. Ordinary cultivators would not spend a hundred low-grade spirit stones to buy a piece of waste paper, so this Tan Xiaobai was most likely a child of a noble family.

Guan Dahai and Gao Zhu were dazzled by the pile of glittering spirit stones. They had just learned about the existence and preciousness of spirit stones from the market not long ago. These were the money used by monks!

Guan Dahai turned his head to look at Yun Miao, and saw that she was staring at the pile of spirit stones for a long time without saying anything, so he immediately winked at her.

Just agree to it quickly. What else do you need to think about for such a good thing?

Yun Miao didn't notice Guan Dahai's expression. After thinking for a moment, she slowly extended a finger towards Tan Xiaobai.

"I'll keep the copied copy for myself. I'll give you the original copy for one thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Tan Xiao didn't even blink: "Deal!"

He picked up the purse again and poured it out. A large amount of spirit stones as shiny as jade poured out. Because there were so many of them, some even rolled to the ground. The whole room became visibly brighter!

Huo Xin was still able to keep his composure, but Guan Dahai and Gao Zhu both gasped.

They were just thinking that Yun Miao had increased the price tenfold in the blink of an eye, which was really scary. They didn't expect that this Mr. Tan was the real scary one, actually willing to spend a thousand spirit stones for a piece of paper!

The items sold at the Black Dragon Ridge market are basically priced at a few low-grade spirit stones. The most expensive item is a long sword that costs twenty low-grade spirit stones. These one thousand low-grade spirit stones are enough to buy most of the market!

And the most important thing is that the piece of paper was originally begged by Yun Miao, which means that just by talking, she earned a thousand low-grade spirit stones and a copied notice for free!

Because the capacity of the small bag was really limited, Yun Miao directly borrowed Huo Xin's storage bag.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll take all your belongings for myself?"

While Huo Xin was speaking, he had already taken off the storage bag from his waist and placed it on the table, asking Tan Xiaobai to help open it.

Yun Miao: "That's perfect, I'll have a reason to take both you and your storage bag for myself. Then I'll lock you up at home and make you braid my hair every day."

Tan Xiaobai looked at the two of them curiously, and then opened Huo Xin's storage bag.

Gao Zhu dragged his cushion and sat at the corner of Yun Miao's desk. With a look of admiration in his eyes, he placed the few pieces of silver and copper coins in his purse on the desk.

"Master Yun, I was blind to your true power before. You are a true master! All my belongings are here. Can you help me calculate when I can have the same fortune as you?"

Guan Dahai was speechless: "Lao Gao, you really want money like crazy. We are almost at Xuantian Sect, why are you still thinking about this?"

Gao Zhu spoke very little along the way, but he was very knowledgeable when talking about money.

"Although we used to think of monks as immortals, you've seen at the market that those immortals who can fly and hide spend money when buying things. This is no different from a mortal market."

"We've come all the way here, and our travel expenses are almost gone. If we're lucky enough to become a cultivator, we'll have to find a way to earn spirit stones. If not, we'll have to earn some silver as travel expenses before we can go back."

Yun Miao: "That's right, money isn't everything, but without money, nothing can be done."

Gao Zhu nodded repeatedly in admiration, as if he had met a kindred spirit: "Master Yun is absolutely right, that's exactly what I meant! So Master, look at me..."

Of course, Yun Miao didn't know how to tell fortunes, but fortunately, she spent a lot of time online every day and received too much fragmented information, so she was not at a loss for words.

She first poured a bucket of cold water on Gao Zhu and told him to stop thinking about it.

"I'm someone who makes money by chance. People who make money by chance are usually quick-witted, resourceful, and good at identifying and seizing opportunities. But the fact that you're asking me this shows you can't make money by chance. If you keep hoping for something good to happen, you might end up getting scammed."

Guan Dahai was shocked: "It's amazing! This guy was indeed defrauded of money before because he wanted to do business with someone."

Gao Zhu was devastated. "Hey, I've been thinking about this since I was scammed. Now, after hearing what you said, Master Yun, I've completely given up. I'd better just work hard and make money from now on."

Yun Miao, who had only earned a thousand spirit stones, did not want Gao Zhu's small gift. After Gao Zhu thanked her, he dejectedly put away the change and copper coins, dragged his mat and sat back next to Guan Dahai. Guan Dahai patted his shoulder and comforted him with a few words.

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On the other side, Tan Xiaobai had already put all the thousand spirit stones into the storage bag and returned the storage bag to Huo Xin.

Yun Miao, who had made his first fortune, was in a good mood. He took out a wilted little wild flower from his small bag and handed it over directly.

"Here, this is for you."

Tan Xiaobai's fair cheeks flushed: "This..."

Huo Xin took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Don't get me wrong, she gives flowers to everyone she meets, from over 120-year-old ladies, to 30-year-old men, to teenage girls. She gives flowers to everyone."

Guan Dahai chuckled.

"The flower Yunmiao gave me this morning was much more vibrant than yours. I originally put it in my hair, but the mountain path was so steep and difficult to walk on, and I lost track of where it went. Yunmiao, why don't you give me another one?"

Yun Miao held the small bag and refused: "No, I only give one flower to each person a day. This is my principle. And there is only one left. I want to give this fresh flower to that beautiful sister!"

Tan Xiaobai looked at Yun Miao with resentment: "So Master Yun didn't give me the fresher one because I'm not pretty enough? But you just said..."

Yun Miao raised his hand to gesture for silence, then looked out the window with a pretentious air: "Xiao Tan, you have to know that there are some things you can't ask, because the closer you get to the truth, the more painful it is."

Tan Xiaobai seemed to understand: "So that's how it is."

Gao Zhu nodded deeply, feeling deeply touched: "Indeed."

Huo Xin couldn't bear to watch: What on earth are these two people sighing about?!

Guan Dahai: ...

He clearly came here to seek immortals and learn the Dao, so why did the people he met become stranger and stranger the closer he got to Xuantian Sect? Did he really take the right path? The author has something to say:

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Gao Zhu: Master, can I still take Chinese medicine to regulate my constitution since I never get rich?

Yun Miao: Don’t think about it, there’s no hope, just bury it.

Gao Zhu: QAQ