Everything this woman said and did was, as she said, for self-protection.
However, his style of action is decisive, and he is good at calculating and manipulating people's minds. These are all characteristics of a reckless person who likes to stir up trouble, and he has nothing to do with conservatism in any way.
Such a woman is really weird.
At the same time, on the other side.
Xiang Wanwan returned to the room and took out a bag of spirit stones from under the pillow of the bed. She counted them and found that there were more than fifty in total.
“Not enough.”
Xiang Wanwan's eyes flashed coldly. These were usually given to her by her father as rewards for her entertainment.
For ordinary cultivators, this might be a huge sum of money, but Tianqing Pavilion didn't seem like a simple place, and what she asked for was not low, so it was definitely not enough.
"Someone, prepare the car."
She looked up and ordered, then thought for a moment and changed her words, "No, prepare the horses!"
Half an hour later, Madam Xiang saw Xiang Wanwan push open the wooden door and walk in. Seeing that her eyes were still red, she couldn't help but frown and asked, "Can you use seduction techniques?"
"Dong Zhenchuan saw through me immediately. He said he hated concubines the most."
A flash of hatred flashed across Xiang Wanwan's eyes, but she quickly let out a breath and regained her composure, "I'm not here to cry, but to ask you for something."
Madam Xiang was slightly surprised, "What else can you do?"
Xiang Wanwan's eyes darkened. "Mother, do you know about Tianqing Pavilion?"
Madam Xiang was immediately shocked. "You want to go to Tianqing Pavilion?! What do you want to do?"
"Mother really knows."
Xiang Wanwan sneered, "In the past, you and father never mentioned cultivation in front of your daughter, but now that I think about it carefully, mother really does care about father more.
You live a miserable life, and I don't blame you. But this time, I want to ask for more spirit stones and the Xiang family's offering tokens. I remember mother also has some."
"Do you know how high the price is for Tianqing Pavilion to kill someone?"
Madam Xiang clenched the Buddhist beads in her hand and said, "Even if mother gave you all the spiritual stones she had, you still couldn't afford that price."
Xiang Wanwan bit her lip. "My daughter knows her own limitations, but among all the people I hate, Xiang Sheng is just a mortal. How much would it cost to kill her?"
"You're confused!"
Madam Xiang's face fell, "Xiang Sheng is no longer the same person she used to be. She is Xiang Hongyu's attendant. If you want to kill her, you have to get past Xiang Hongyu. The spiritual stones you and I have are not even enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of a Foundation Establishment cultivator. How can we afford it?"
Xiang Wanwan's body trembled slightly. She had never expected this.
"Then mother, what do you say I should do?"
Xiang Wanwan's face was filled with hatred. "I just don't like them. I don't like all of them! What should I do to make them unhappy?"
He twisted his Buddhist beads and sighed deeply, "If you persist in your wrong course, you will suffer the consequences."
Xiang Wanwan's expression of resentment subsided slightly as she snorted, "If all Mother can say is useless words, then there's no need to talk. I didn't come here to be lectured."
After saying that, Xiang Wanwan turned around and was about to leave.
“Wait!”
Madam Xiang called her over, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled out a bag of spirit stones and a token from the bed beside her. She handed them to Xiang Wanwan and said in a low voice, "If you really want to do that, let me remind you. You need to first understand what they care about most. Otherwise, no matter how much you do, others may not care."
"What do you care about most?"
Xiang Wanwan muttered to herself, and suddenly her eyes lit up.
Immortal fate!
Right now, whether it is Dong Jinghuan or Xiang Sheng Yiliu, isn’t the fate of immortality what they care about most?
If we can destroy it, wouldn't it make them all angry to death?
No.
No, perhaps there's another way. It doesn't even require Spirit Stones, and you can have the best of both worlds!
A vicious look flashed across Xiang Wanwan's face. She turned and left without saying a word, completely ignoring her mother's calls from behind.
A moment later, towards Chengmingyun Tower.
Xiang Wanwan looked up at the golden plaque. The food here was good and she came here often, but she had no idea that this place would be the storefront of the market for casual cultivators.
She followed the instructions she had heard, first going to the private room, and then using the token to make a request. Sure enough, she had a smooth journey and arrived at the market.
It was noon at this moment, and the market was bustling with activity.
Seeing so many monks walking around for the first time, Xiang Wanwan was a little scared, but the hatred in her heart soon overwhelmed her fear, and she ran towards the most magnificent green building in the distance.
The gatehouse of Tianqing Pavilion, no matter where it is located, is unique, exquisite in every detail, with carved railings and painted buildings.
Xiang Wanwan glanced at the gilded decoration on the door lintel and stepped over the threshold cautiously.
The servant at Tianqing Tower could tell at a glance that Xiang Wanwan wasn't even at the Qi Refining Stage, but was a complete mortal. However, he still greeted her with a smile, "Madam, what do you need from my Tianqing Pavilion?"
Xiang Wanwan tried her best to suppress her slightly trembling voice and said coldly, "I have a big deal that involves the fate of forming a pill immortal. I want you to come and see me!"
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