Chapter 13 Listing for 500,000
"By the way, I will go down the mountain in a while. If the elders are unreliable, you should bear with me, Junior Uncle-Master. Don't let my Second Junior-Master sister go to the kitchen."
Mo Lin's words expressed the tragedy of entrusting an orphan to someone else's care in Baidi City.
The young master who was entrusted with the orphan innocently put down his chopsticks, glanced at the three children opposite him, and pointed at himself, "I, Thirteen."
Then he stretched out his slender hand, palm facing upward, and as if introducing them, he crossed the three people sitting opposite him one by one, "Jinxuan 15, Yuanye 16, Yanqing 17."
The three of them put down their chopsticks at the same time and looked innocently at the two "elders" opposite them.
Lin Du took a deep breath and stretched out his right hand in the air, freezing the black guy with his hands spread out.jpg.
Facing the junior master's clear and sincere eyes, Mo Lin put down the chicken leg in his hand, his eyes equally firm.
"Although you are young, you are our junior uncle according to your seniority. It's just that your child is still young and can't cook. The elders are busy with spring ploughing and collecting cultivation resources. Everyone is in a hurry to ascend and don't want to take care of the child. But can you bear to let our young seedling of the Supreme Sect go hungry?"
"Is our Wushang Sect so short of money? Can't we hire a cook?"
Mo Lin's eyes darkened instantly when he heard this. "You should know that behind every rule of the sect, there is a tragic experience that is unknown to the public."
"In the past, the chef hired by our sect was bribed by another sect. Although he didn't dare to kill us, he secretly drugged us the day before we went out for training. On the surface, it didn't seem like a big deal, but as soon as we used our spiritual power, the disciples would fart non-stop."
Lin Du looked at the unfinished meal in front of him. This tragic story sounded a bit too much.
What is the difference between this unfair competition and driving nails into each other's shared bicycle seats?
Do you in the cultivation world also use such low-brow tricks?
"It is truly tragic. It breaks one's heart and brings tears to one's eyes."
After listening to this, Lin Du lost his appetite and only ate one bowl of rice before stopping.
"Don't worry, it's just cooking. I can do it."
There are thousand-year-old elderly people who do nothing but sit on the glacier and fish every day, and there are thirteen-year-old children who are mothers of three.
She didn't say who it was.
"But speaking of going down the mountain, you new disciples haven't seen what Dingjiu City, which belongs to our Supreme Sect, looks like, right? I'll take you down the mountain to have a look some other day."
Although the Supreme Sect is self-sufficient most of the time and appears to be so poor that they have to dig in the dirt every day for food, in fact the entire Dingjiu City is the territory of the Supreme Sect. The rent paid by shops and the tolls collected from passengers are all income without any cost.
The law and order of Dingjiu City is maintained by Junding Prefecture, which is under the jurisdiction of the Supreme Sect. All of them, from top to bottom, can be regarded as registered disciples of the Supreme Sect. It does not matter if they have natural talent but only ability. There are many talented people and the main focus is on industry.
Lin Du's heart moved.
One of the plans seemed to be feasible.
Yan Ye was trying to prevent her from building a foundation too quickly. During these days, she was often reading, taking notes, and memorizing. She had a lot of room to operate and free time.
So, on this day, the weather is fine and everything is reviving. It is the time when people's hearts are beginning to stir, so it is a good time to open a book.
Lin Du rolled up his sleeves, picked up the brush, and wrote quickly, leaving a big title, "After being raped by a beauty picked up on the street."
Very good, very gimmicky, he is an old master of skirting the line, he will definitely become a hit.
After three sleepless days, Lin Du looked at the thick book in front of him and smiled slightly. I am worthy of being the human typing machine. I can write 30,000 words in three days. Who else can do that?
Today was the day when Mo Lin led their new disciples down the mountain and into the city. She rubbed her red eyes and walked out of her cave.
Yan Ye saw Lin Du head-on and was startled by the dark circles under the child's eyes. "Have you been a thief these past few nights? How come you look more like a ghost every day?"
Lin Du lazily exclaimed, "Yeah, that's right, he went to have an affair, what's the matter?"
Yan Ye snorted, "There are so many people in the Supreme Sect who are not in seclusion, who are you stealing from?"
"I told you not to read those messy anecdotes and chronicles of the world of cultivation. If you really want to read heroic stories, just sit at the entrance of the sect and ask those real people. They all know more than what is written in those crappy books."
Lin Du's eyelids jumped. She didn't expect that Yan Ye actually knew that she went to the sect's library to look for these records of various celebrity anecdotes (romantic unofficial histories) in the world of cultivation.
"You guys are going down the mountain to visit the city today, right? Take some money and buy some nice clothes and shoes. You are growing taller, so remember to buy a few larger sizes."
He took out a storage bag that he had prepared long ago, and said, "Didn't I give you a storage ring before? There wasn't much money in it, just a box of spirit crystals. This one is full of spirit stones."
Lin Du knew long ago that in addition to barter, the major currency in circulation in the world of cultivation is spirit stones. Due to natural coincidence, a natural formation that imprisoned spiritual energy was formed, thus producing spirit stone mines. Each piece would be cut according to the spiritual energy it contained. Most spirit stones were born at different years and absorbed different amounts of imprisoned spiritual energy.
The older the spiritual ore is, the more spiritual energy it has. It is divided into three grades of spiritual stones: upper, middle and lower, with a hundred years as the boundary.
After mining, it can be repaired by high-level array mages and then sealed for hundreds of years before it can be revived again, which means that the resources are inexhaustible.
The spiritual crystal has been buried deep underground for thousands of years due to the movement and changes of the earth's crust, forming a crystal stone. The spiritual energy it contains is extremely rich. One spiritual crystal is equivalent to a thousand high-level spiritual stones.
Lin Du took the bag of spirit stones and glanced at it. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional. He knew that her master was rich, but he didn't know he was so rich.
"Ten thousand high-grade spirit stones? Master, are you that rich?"
Yan Ye couldn't bear to see her look like she had never seen the world. "I am a formation mage. I am needed for refining equipment and building. My appearance fee is very expensive. Back then, it was listed at 500,000 high-quality spirit stones in the formation mage alliance."
"I know, I know. I know you have five hundred thousand." Lin Du touched his chin, thinking that the word was a bit strange.
When she stepped on the leaves to the sect gate, a group of excited children had already arrived and were surrounding the eldest senior brother, asking him all kinds of questions.
Ni Jinxuan was the first to notice Lin Du coming over, and she waved from afar, "Junior Master!"
The man was dressed in green and stepped on a flying magic weapon that looked like green leaves. His dark hair was tied up behind his head with a wooden hairpin. The loose hair in front of his forehead was floating in the air, wrapped in a faint golden light under the sunlight.
An exceptionally delicate and handsome face, with cold white skin that looked as hazy as rice paper in the sunlight, dark circles under the eyes, and white spots under the lower jaw. When he looked up at people, he had a cold and fierce look, but soon he started to laugh casually, and his voice became even more nonchalant when he opened it.
"Sorry for the long wait. I've been staying up late reading storybooks lately. Mr. Lin will pay for the restaurant tonight."