After seeing off the gossipy Elder Lianqing, Ye Xiruo breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the image of the holy fairy was all a lie; this was Elder Lianqing's true face.
Before leaving, Elder Lianqing couldn't help but tease the Bloodthirsty Demon Vine: "Oh, this little thing seems to be feeling the stirrings of spring. Do you have any plans to get married? I'll help you find someone suitable."
The Bloodthirsty Vine wished it could just dig a hole in the ground and burrow right in; the baby was still too young and didn't understand anything.
"Elder, please don't make fun of it. It's dirt poor and a big glutton. Who would want this money-losing thing?"
"So he's a money-loser after all." Elder Lianqing deliberately dragged out her words.
"Yes, it's a money-loser. It has consumed so many of my spirit stones, but it hasn't grown at all. I really don't know if all those spirit stones I spent were wasted. I'm so disappointed."
Elder Lianqing tossed over a spatial ring: "This is Lian Si's belongings, now it's yours."
"That's wonderful." A spatial ring belonging to a Nascent Soul cultivator must be quite luxurious.
"This is compensation from the Holy Maiden; please don't refuse it." Elder Lianqing handed over another spatial ring.
"My life was saved by the Holy Maiden, isn't this a bit inappropriate!"
"You don't need to be so polite. Jing Li's willingness to send you to Saintess Peak is already a great honor for Saintess Peak. It was my fault for not protecting you and almost causing your death. You must accept these spirit stones."
Before Ye Xiruo could say anything, Elder Lianqing threw down the spatial ring and made a hasty escape. Ye Xiruo could hardly match the speed of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Then, holding the three spatial rings, she felt quite melancholy. In the past, Ye Xiruo would probably have been overjoyed, but now she had a strange feeling in her heart.
The Bloodthirsty Vine wriggled out from under the bed, staring at the three spatial rings without moving.
"Master, you've struck it rich."
"yes."
"Why aren't you happy? Are you stupid? Someone gave you spirit stones, and you're still not happy?"
"I'm so happy, but I'm afraid I won't live to enjoy it."
The Saintess's ring contained a full five hundred Snow Crystal Flowers, five lotus seeds from a ten-petaled Sacred Lotus, and a snow ginseng that was seven or eight thousand years old. This incredible gift nearly knocked Ye Xiruo unconscious. Each of these items would be fought over fiercely by people on the mainland, yet the Saintess simply gave them to her.
Elder Lianqing was quite pragmatic, offering a thousand high-grade spirit stones. While these were valuable, they seemed less so compared to the Holy Maiden's offering.
The spiritual imprint in Elder Lian Si's spatial ring had been erased, and Ye Xiruo easily probed into her divine sense.
Elder Lian Si's wealth didn't seem particularly abundant; she only had this much spirit stone—three hundred top-grade spirit stones, five thousand high-grade spirit stones, thirty thousand mid-grade spirit stones, and not a single low-grade spirit stone. There were also some cultivation techniques, spiritual artifacts, and ores, which she didn't recognize. After collecting the spirit stones, she tossed the rest aside, planning to have her senior brother and master examine them when they returned. Anything usable would be kept, and the rest would be given to her second senior brother to sell. Those dozen or so spiritual herbs were definitely not going to be sold.
With these three spatial rings, Ye Xiruo's purse swelled considerably, and the Bloodthirsty Demon Vine writhed on the ground, saying, "Master, please humiliate me severely with spirit stones."
Ye Xiruo's forehead was covered in black lines. If she had known that Xiaobao was a repressed pervert and Xiaolv was a snake spirit, she would never have signed a contract with these two.
Ye Xiruo is now considered a wealthy person, so she poured out all the low-grade spirit stones she had plundered from the cave, piling them into a small mountain of spirit stones, and buried the Bloodthirsty Demon Vine at the bottom.
This is where Saintess Feng lives. Why haven't we seen her these past two days?
If Ye Xiruo pushed open the door, this would be the second floor of the small attic, with the garden she had seen before below, exuding a refreshing fragrance.
Ye Xiruo went downstairs but did not see the Holy Maiden. She walked around and distinguished the grade and effects of the flowers and plants in the garden. Then she sat down on the white jade chair, poured a cup of Soul Cleansing Tea, heated it with fire attribute true energy, and gently swirled the exquisite teacup, watching the tea leaves rise and fall in the cup.
Although the place is decorated like an ordinary person's manor, it still gives people a sense of detachment. After all, this is a fairyland, where every part is exquisite and provides a beautiful experience.
After drinking the Soul Cleansing Drink, Ye Xiruo circulated her true energy and absorbed the special spiritual energy within. She then flew directly from her residence on her sword towards the foot of the snow mountain.
Ye Xiruo could only ride her sword a limited number of times. Today, for some reason, she impulsively rode it. At first, the white clouds rushed towards her, the breeze was gentle, and she roamed freely between heaven and earth, looking carefree and unrestrained. But she was cool for no more than three seconds before the sword under her feet went out of control and went straight down like a madman.
This is another freefall! How high is this mountain? Will she become the first Golden Core cultivator in history to die from a fall? Ye Xiruo frantically tried to stabilize the sword beneath her feet. Although she managed to slow down slightly, the direction was already out of control. It was swaying precariously; it looked like it was about to crash into the mountain.
"Help!" Ye Xiruo cried out for help while trying to save herself. Why was flying on a sword so difficult? Her senior brother and Xiu Qi had both said it was very simple.
Ye Xiruo was fully prepared. She took out the greenery, and if all else failed, she could jump down with the greenery in her arms. She was sure she wouldn't die too tragically.
At the foot of the snow-capped mountain, not far from the forbidden area of Saintess Peak, a group of disciples dressed in plain clothes were practicing swordsmanship in the square. The fear in everyone's hearts had not yet dissipated due to the bloodshed that had occurred on Saintess Peak a few days ago, and their faces, which still bore some traces of childishness, were now filled with confusion, unease, and pain.
Su Shaxuan was powerless to do anything about it, and could only hope that with the passage of time, this chapter could be turned over completely.
Suddenly, Su Shaxuan's hand, which was practicing swordsmanship, trembled. He looked toward the forbidden area in disbelief, and a few cracks appeared on his usually indifferent and serene face.
"You all continue practicing your swordsmanship, I'll be right back."
Su Shaxuan's white figure vanished from the spot and flew towards the forbidden area.
If she wasn't mistaken, she was absolutely certain that the person swaying in mid-air, crying for help, was Ye Xiruo.
Didn't she know that flying on a sword in forbidden territory would be suppressed, yet she still recklessly attempted it? Su Shaxuan quickened her pace, and a snow-white silk cloth emerged from her sleeve, billowing towards Ye Xiruo in mid-air.
"Young Master, please forgive me."
Su Shaxuan quickly rolled Ye Xiruo into a white rice dumpling and picked her up.
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