Song Jiao is now immersed in the study of herbs and various magic weapons in this world every day. She carefully flips through the ancient books, her fingertips gently sliding over the words that record the mysterious medicinal effects and the power of magic weapons, and her eyes are shining with a desire for knowledge.
However, whenever she confirmed that these treasures had no greater value and could not help her make further progress, she would put them down with regret and continue to explore other mysteries.
Afterwards, her attention gradually turned to the cultivation secrets unique to this world.
She searched hard in the vast sea of classics, hoping to find a shortcut to strengthen her body and improve her cultivation.
Hard work pays off. Finally, deep in a yellowed ancient book, she discovered the secret of the body-building method.
A hint of surprise flashed in Song Jiao's eyes. She couldn't wait to start trying it out, ready to integrate this secret method into her own practice, in order to achieve the perfect fusion of physical body and spiritual power.
Time flies, and two days have passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Song Jiao was concentrating with her eyes closed in the quiet room, practicing the new body-building method, when she suddenly heard soft footsteps coming from outside the door.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw Liu Yaoyao holding a large bag of spirit stones, standing gracefully at the door with a sincere apology on her face.
"Senior Sister, I was reckless before. I'm sorry! I hope you can forgive me." Liu Yaoyao's voice was like a spring breeze, gentle and sincere.
Song Jiao looked up at the heavy bag of spirit stones, then lowered her head to examine Liu Yaoyao, a playful smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.
"Oh? If I don't forgive you, wouldn't that mean I'm too stingy?" Her tone was a bit teasing, but also revealed an elusive deep meaning.
When Liu Yaoyao heard this, her expression tensed up, then relaxed again, her eyes full of sincerity.
"Big Sister, I was ignorant before. Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me."
Song Jiao raised her hand slightly, indicating that she didn't need to say more.
"Okay! Just leave it there!" She said in a light tone.
Liu Yaoyao gently put down the spirit stone and looked at Song Jiao again, but a hint of doubt arose in her heart.
Why is it that even though I apologized so sincerely, Senior Sister’s favorability towards me doesn’t seem to have improved at all?
"System, why does this woman have no favorability at all?" Liu Yaoyao was anxious and almost shouted out uncontrollably.
[How should I know! Isn't this your business?] The system's voice rang out in his mind, with a hint of impatience and disdain, as if he was completely speechless at Liu Yaoyao's question.
Liu Yaoyao bit her lower lip. What a troublesome woman.
Forget it, I'll just continue looking for the next person to replace.
Song Jiao gently raised her jade hand and put the crystal stone containing spiritual power into the Qiankun bag on her waist. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she thought to herself: It would be a waste if she didn’t want it. Even if the original owner didn’t need these, she would still take them away!
"Huh? Didn't she give away all her things? How come she still has money?" Song Jiao was a little curious.
"Hey, Lord God, you don't know." Tuanzi smiled quirkily. With a flick of his fingertips, information flowed into his mind like water. "She used her accumulated points to exchange for all the spirit stones, intending to win back some people's hearts and restore her so-called goodwill."
"Oh? Is that true? This is getting even more interesting!" Song Jiao's eyes flashed with amusement when she heard this. "If that's the case, how can I not join in the fun and make things difficult for her?"
The sun rises and the moon sets, and the day passes quickly.
Liu Yaoyao finally paid off all the favors she had incurred, but new ripples arose in her heart.
She frowned and stared into the distance. The group of ragged, skinny refugees at the foot of the mountain weighed on her heart like a huge rock.
Tomorrow is the day promised to provide assistance, but now she has nothing and is at a loss.
In the end, her eyes involuntarily fell on Song Jiao. Only she had the financial resources to solve these problems.
In the evening, the setting sun was as red as blood, filling the entire courtyard.
Song Jiao was practicing in the courtyard. She had a strong body and smooth movements. Every move and every form revealed her extraordinary qualities.
Just as she was about to enter the next realm, a figure suddenly appeared at the door and interrupted her practice.
Song Jiao's eyes suddenly turned cold as she looked at the uninvited guest - Liu Yaoyao.
"Junior sister, what's the purpose of your visit?" Song Jiao's voice was cold and emotionless.
Liu Yaoyao bit her lower lip, a pleading look in her eyes: "Senior Sister, I...can I ask you for a favor? The refugees at the foot of the mountain are in urgent need of food and supplies, I..."
"What does this have to do with me?" Song Jiao raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone full of disdain.
"Senior Sister, they are really pitiful..." Liu Yaoyao's voice was as thin as a mosquito. "You come from a famous family and have abundant resources, but the other brothers..."
Song Jiao's eyes flickered when she heard this, as if she was recalling something. "So that's how it is. The problem you're talking about is nothing more than some supplies. Has my Song family ever lacked these? Once I write a letter, someone will deliver the necessary items."
She laughed inwardly. Wanting both fame and fortune? There was no such thing as a cheap thing in this world.
Liu Yaoyao's expression was complicated when she heard this: "Senior Sister, you have always been focused on cultivation. This matter is still..."
"No need to say more." Song Jiao interrupted calmly, "My current cultivation is enough to deal with everything, including your master."
There was a subtle hint of sarcasm in her tone. After all, she had easily blocked Lin Zhi's attacks a few days ago.
"But..." Liu Yaoyao wanted to argue, but was stopped by Song Jiao's unquestionable gaze.
"Don't worry about other trivial matters, little sister." After Song Jiao finished speaking, she turned around and continued her cultivation, her clothes fluttering, as if she was a fairy.
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