These days, Fugui continues to act like a pampered young lady, spending her days eating, drinking, and squeezing gold.
Occasionally, that little brat Ata would come to her, impart some mission experience to her, and incidentally steal countless spirit fruits from her.
She also took the opportunity to get a lot of information out of the young man, such as the new boss's preferences, personality, and sensitive points, thinking about how to get along well with the boss in the future.
However, her lazy behavior of focusing on lying down and enjoying herself caught the attention of the old sect leader.
At this moment, Fugui stood crookedly in front of the old sect leader, pouting and looking arrogant, as if he was defying everyone, and was being scolded.
"Ye Zhen, stand up straight! Look at yourself now, you're such a thug, where's the air of a young lady?"
Fu Gui, hands in his pockets, ignored the old man completely, still sporting that same smug look.
I am a ferocious beast, a ferocious beast, not some delicate, effeminate young lady with legs spread wide.
Elder Ye was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, his voice was incredibly loud, and he raised his hand several times, but in the end, it was all bark and no bite.
He looked at his granddaughter with a mixture of disappointment and anger, feeling his liver tremble with rage.
No wonder people say that the elderly can't take care of children, as they will spoil them. Even he, who prides himself on being a great man, can't escape this ironclad rule.
But he had no choice. His son had an accident while traveling for training, and his daughter-in-law also died with him, leaving behind only this one child.
She was his only relative in the world, and a delicate little girl. How could he bear to hit or scold her?
However, the path of cultivation is inherently defying the heavens, and he didn't know when he might encounter an accident.
If that day ever comes, his little granddaughter and this vast Tianxuan Sect will be devoured, leaving not even bones behind.
Unfortunately, his granddaughter's talent was average, so he could only be strict with her, hoping that hard work could make up for her shortcomings. Although his granddaughter was often lazy, she was still quite obedient.
However, this child has been acting strangely lately, spending all his time eating, drinking, sleeping, and wandering around, without putting any thought into cultivation.
Oh, right, he doesn't even call me "Grandpa" anymore. He keeps calling me "old man" and asking me for gold and jewels to hang on his body.
He dressed up like a pheasant instead of a proper phoenix, and the old man simply couldn't bear to look at it.
He didn't suspect anything else; he just thought the child had reached a rebellious phase and was difficult to manage.
"Why haven't you been cultivating lately? All you do is play around. Are you waiting for your cultivation to transfer to your body?" The old sect leader slammed his fist on the table.
Fu Gui rolled his eyes dismissively: "Old... I'm already powerful enough, I don't need to cultivate."
In this world, besides Sister An'an, who can rival her wealth?
The old sect leader was even angrier: "You little brat, how dare you talk so big! I wouldn't even dare to say I'm that good, yet you dare to boast about your little skills. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Fu Gui thought to himself, "You dare to compare your cultivation level with mine? Who's the joke here?"
Fu Gui said impatiently, "Old man, don't worry about me, I know what I'm doing."
"Who are you calling old man? I'm your grandfather."
The old sect leader roared, and the disciples outside could hear his powerful voice from a great distance.
Fu Gui grew impatient and wanted to show the old man some power, to let him know who was the boss.
Why hasn't Sister An'an assigned her any work yet? Has she forgotten how wealthy she is? No, she has to pass on a message and ask.
"I am you..."
Fu Gui slammed on the brakes and stopped talking, because she heard the voice of An An, whom she had been longing to hear.
"Fugui, speak properly to the old sect leader."
This is a unique form of telepathic communication between ferocious beasts. As long as they exchange auras, they can contact each other no matter how far apart they are.
"Sister An'an, you finally remembered me. Is there a mission?" Fugui asked in surprise.
"Okay, go down the mountain tomorrow and bring back the Ten Thousand Year Ice Jade Marrow for me, and while you're at it, give that bastard a good beating."
"Okay, don't worry, Sister An'an, I guarantee I'll complete the task."
"You must not lay a hand on Lao Zong. He has been kind to Ye Zhen and Ye Ran, and we will need his help in the future."
"Okay, Sister An'an, whatever you say goes."
Seeing his granddaughter suddenly freeze in place, standing upright with a mysterious smile on her face, the old sect leader thought she had finally listened.
She had just picked up her teacup, ready to take a sip and then give her child a little extra tutoring, when her unfilial granddaughter spoke up:
"Grandpa, give me some more money. I need to go to the market tomorrow."
The old man spat out his tea, took off his shoes, and prepared to administer family discipline.
Fugui ran off quickly, shouting as he ran, "Old man, why are you so stingy? If you don't want to give it to me, fine, I'm leaving."
The disciples saw Miss Ye Zhen quickly emerge from the door, followed closely by one of the old sect leader's shoes.
There was also an angry shout: "You little brat, you stop right there! If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'll change my surname to yours!"
Disciples: ...
No, you two share the same surname, what's the point of following each other?
The next day, at the market at the foot of Tianxuan Sect Mountain.
Fugui was still dressed like a nouveau riche, with a soft and cute little face.
Her mouth was stuffed full, and her hands were full of food, attracting the attention of those around her.
The vendors shouted even more enthusiastically, saying that the little girl was covered in jewels and gold, and that she must be a rich family's young lady who had run away from home.
Seeing that she was alone, the thieves and hooligans tried to take advantage of her distress, but she broke their arms and kicked them away one by one.
Seeing this, no one else dared to mess with her anymore, and the food vendors no longer dared to treat her like a lamb to the slaughter.
In his mind's eye, Ata watched the live stream, his mouth watering. Seeing Fugui eating with gusto, he huffed and puffed:
“Boss, look at Fugui. She doesn’t care about the things you ask her to do at all. All she knows is eating. She’s completely unreliable.”
Qi An glanced at it, made no comment, and only said, "I'll have her bring you some food when she comes back."
"Oh well."
Ata immediately became obedient, opened her eyes wide and continued watching the live stream, ready to find fault with Fugui and complain at any time.
Fugui wasn't in a hurry because she had no idea where the item was.
This kind of opportunity, which belongs exclusively to those destined for greatness, is something that others would not notice or recognize even if they passed by and saw it a hundred times.
But it's okay, Sister An'an said that Ling Haoran knows where it is.
Fugui strolled around the streets, eating snacks without a care in the world, waiting to snag a bargain.
Half an hour later, amidst the chaotic and noisy voices, she accurately picked up two voices.
[Attention, host! A thousand-year-old ice jade marrow has appeared ahead. This is a sacred-grade elixir, an exclusive opportunity for the female protagonist, Ye Ran. Please acquire it immediately.]
[Haha, now it's mine. The Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Jadeite, here I come!]
Fu Gui's eyes lit up, and he flashed to follow behind Ling Haoran.
Ling Haoran, dressed in a black hooded robe that covered him completely, stopped in front of an old woman's stall.
This was a small stall selling inexpensive jewelry. Ling Haoran's eyes scanned the stall a few times.
Then, my gaze settled on an inconspicuous, transparent teardrop-shaped pendant.
That's it! It's exactly as described in the book!
Ling Haoran excitedly reached out and touched the pendant, but suddenly a small hand snatched it away before he could reach it.
"I'll take this."
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