As night deepened, Hua Xiangyun slowly finished her practice. Although she did not advance any further, her cultivation was more stable.
The Nine Lotus Cauldron excitedly spun around in the spiritual platform, "Master, if you cultivate more, I can also store some spiritual energy here."
This time, unlike the previous fake contracts, the soul contract brings rewards.
It wanted its master to collect more yin energy and evil energy, so that its master could advance more easily through its transformation, and it could also benefit. It was always good to store more. It remembered that the cultivators of the Xuanmen in the past liked to keep their skills to themselves and collect all the good things. It had learned from this.
"Then what use are you? I have to share some of the spiritual energy I cultivate with you," Hua Xiangyun asked calmly.
"I can transform yin energy~~"
"Stop, that still means I have to collect it."
"I can store things here~~"
“I have a storage bag.”
It seems a bit useless.
Hua Xiangyun said, "Think about what use you are anymore, or I'll let you out to crack walnuts."
Cracking walnuts, the Nine Lotus Cauldron was speechless. They didn't treat it like a treasure anymore; this was unprecedented treatment.
“Um, I can smash their souls.” After thinking for a while, the Nine Lotus Cauldron suddenly said excitedly, “That thing can’t be touched, but I might be able to touch it. If I touch it, they’ll be in trouble.”
Hua Xiangyun said irritably, "I think you just want me to be unlucky. Do you think those who get hurt a lot will be any better?"
Solving this problem is a good deed, but it may also bring karmic consequences.
Furthermore, cultivating with spiritual liquid obtained through conversion is not the right path.
Nine Lotus Cauldron paced anxiously, "Then I can help you find it! Don't you all love treasure hunting? I'm always right!"
Hua Xiangyun cut off the conversation immediately. If they continued, she didn't know how this guy would tempt her again, and she was afraid she wouldn't be able to stay calm.
After calming down and sitting quietly for a while, I took out my talisman-drawing tools and began the second task of the day.
The Nine Lotus Cauldron was puzzled in its spiritual platform. It clearly wanted to help its master, so why did it seem to be disliked instead?
In the small courtyard not far from her, Jiang Yi lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), staring blankly at the ceiling.
Today, his aunt took him to her room and secretly handed him her a savings book. It contained not only his parents' and grandfather's savings, but also a compensation payment.
Through Jiang Yin's account, he learned that the Jiang family was actually quite wealthy.
The Jiang family started by running a cloth shop in the generation of their great-grandfather, and had some assets. Later, they also set up a garment factory. The great-grandfather had vision and courage and became a red businessman, leading his family to avoid the first wave of impact.
Later, when public-private partnerships were established, my grandfather was the first to support the policy and received many preferential treatments.
In those years, all the dividends I received were deposited into this ledger, and the amount was truly astonishing.
He had a long-term vision. After receiving dividends for two years, he took the initiative to contact an old acquaintance in the military and donated his share and property, leaving only this ancestral home.
Although they received no additional compensation, they were provided with shelter.
With his current income, the assets he received are enough to live comfortably.
I knew that Jiang Yin had this money, but I never thought that she really hadn't touched a single penny.
She wanted to give him some of the more obvious things, his parents' belongings, but there were too many people eyeing him now, so she would bring them back later.
Touching his chest, he saw the key Jiang Yin had just given him. He had heard that there were some old family belongings stored in the cellar beneath the house, but Jiang Yin didn't know what they were.
No wonder that when they first started preparing to repair the house, Jiang Yin specifically instructed that the main room should not be touched, but the rest could be done however he wanted.
Touching the kang bed beneath them, no one would have guessed that there was another secret hidden beneath it.
This is another problem altogether, and it's amazing that Jiang Yin has been able to hold on to it for so many years.
I reckon Yang Guoqing probably didn't know the exact amount, otherwise he might not have been able to stay true to himself!
But the years of nurturing had left Jiang Yi with a headache, unsure of how to repay the kindness.
Jiang Yi rolled over and lay on his side, closed his eyes, and thought, "Forget it, I'll find a solution eventually."
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Jiang Yi didn't go outside the courtyard for several days, and the people guarding outside gradually dispersed.
The snow has been getting heavier these past two days, and most residents on both sides of the street are staying indoors. They don't even want to clear the snow anymore, because the speed of clearing it can't keep up with the speed of the snow accumulation.
He stayed at home and never went out. Even if someone shamelessly knocked on the door, he would just turn them away at the door and never even thought of inviting them in.
He thought that after refusing a few times, things would quiet down, but to his surprise, the knocking on the door started again right after he finished eating his noodles.
He tried to pretend he hadn't heard, but the other person persisted, so he had no choice but to ask, "What is it?"
“Ayi, it’s me,” Yang Guoqing called from outside the door.
Jiang Yi then remembered that he had already arranged with his aunt to invite them over for a housewarming party.
He quickly opened the door and let them in, saying, "Aunt, Uncle, you're here so early."
"Your aunt was urging me to go out before dawn," Yang Guoqing complained, handing him the basket containing a piece of meat and some vegetables. "See if I need anything else, I'll go buy it."
"No need, as I said, I've prepared everything, all you need is for people to come." Jiang Yi put the basket on the table before leading them to tour the renovated house.
Jiang Yin was stunned when she saw that the former storage room had been converted into a bathroom and toilet.
The whole room is tiled; that's incredibly wasteful. "How much did that cost?"
Yang Guoqing, who had seen more of the world, pulled Jiang Yin aside and said, "With this setup, it's almost as nice as the hotels in Shanghai. When I used to travel for work, I wondered when we'd be able to have something like that here, but I didn't expect you to achieve it first. It's great, this way you'll be more comfortable and in a better mood."
Who wouldn't want to live in a house like this? No wonder so many people have been unusually enthusiastic towards him these days, and eight out of ten of their sentences are about Jiang Yi.
Thinking of what her friend had mentioned, she held back and didn't say it.
"It's too high-profile," Jiang Yin was afraid. Who knew if someone would be jealous and it would bring trouble upon them?
Jiang Yi was confident; some things were becoming clearer, and some people no longer posed a threat.
"It's alright. Every penny I spend is money I've saved up over the years. These things were obtained through help from my comrades, and they all came from legitimate sources."
Jiang Yin said, "Oh, I'm scared. My grandfather always told us to keep a low profile when he was alive. It's thanks to his foresight that our family has been safe and sound all these years."
Jiang Yi agreed with this statement; otherwise, the Jiang family would be in a completely different situation.
"Alright, today is a happy day, let's not talk about these things," Yang Guoqing led the way and showed the place around. Apart from the bathroom being thoroughly renovated, the rest of the place was just tidied up. Jiang Yin then stopped saying anything.
"You haven't gone out these past few days. How's your eating? Can you cook for yourself?"
Jiang Yi said, "Auntie, today I'll let you try my cooking. I'll make you a few of my signature dishes."
"Then I have to give it a try. If I can't do it well, you can come to my house to eat from now on. I'm your aunt, do you still want to be a stranger to me?" Jiang Yin didn't trust her nephew. She had never let him cook before, and after he joined the army, he had even less chance to touch the kitchen.
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