She patted the spirit sheep's head, but the spirit sheep, who was in a bad mood because of work, pushed her away.
"—I came here, farmed every day, and walked a long way to Qingyuefang to sell some spirit soil."
"How pitiful," Shenxian'er said subconsciously.
At the same time, I understood why Jiang Xiaoyue was so cautious.
"I'm not as pitiful as you!" Jiang Xiaoyue's competitive spirit kicked in.
"How am I pitiful? My parents are still alive!" Shenxian'er was no pushover either.
"Your parents sold you out!"
"Me! At least I don't have to sell mud!"
"It's because you don't have any to sell!"
"I sell ghosts! You have none to sell!"
"Making money off the dead? Be careful, it might damage your karma!"
"It was the hanged ghost who tried to harm me first!"
"...You guys are too ruthless." Xu Ni was shocked by the scene; it was like a knife cutting into flesh, every word rubbing salt into her wounds.
She quickly interrupted, saying to Shenxian'er, "Actually, Xiaoyue wants to become a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and I want to go into business. We both hope that one day we can find that group of cultivators and avenge our parents. Shenxian'er, you have to help us."
"Don't worry!" Shenxian'er patted her chest and assured her.
"I wonder if those people are still alive," Jiang Xiaoyue whispered.
Although the spirit sheep was small in size, it was much stronger than the ordinary ox. The cart was loaded with three bags of spirit rice and three bags of spirit vegetables—Jiang Xiaoyue had four bags. The three of them even sat on it, and the spirit sheep still walked with ease.
They stomped and trotted on the dirt road, leaving behind a trail of sheep droppings, one by one.
Xu Ni covered her mouth and Shenxian'er's ears and whispered to her, "Do you know where Xiaoyue's spiritual soil came from? It's from this poop."
"Nizi!" Jiang Xiaoyue lashed out with the whip that was used to lash the sheep's rump.
Xu Ni slipped behind the cart and hid behind the rice and vegetables as if she were in a trench.
Because Xu Ni was whispering and her hot breath was tickling her ear, Shenxian'er didn't have time to laugh at Jiang Xiaoyue, which made Jiang Xiaoyue secretly relieved.
Being able to use spirit sheep dung to make spirit soil is something that rogue cultivators both envy and ridicule.
On their way back to the market, the three of them were cautious and remained safe and sound.
Every year after the fishing season ends, the seven major fishing groups strengthen management to ensure the safety of the area surrounding the market.
Just like when the spirit rice was ripe, Jiang Xiaoyue and Shen Xian'er slept in the spirit field. With the harvest just around the corner, how could they let the calamity cultivators steal their wealth?
Of course, the Jiexiu will also spend money in the market, and they can still make money this year, but the safe environment is gone. It's hard to say what will happen next year, the third year, or the fourth year.
Without a safe environment, the independent cultivators will scatter, which will only strengthen the other six sects.
Back in the market town, they went to the Fengtiaoyushun land deed pavilion where they had rented a house and returned the jade talisman to the courtyard.
"Jiang Xiaoyue, you're a regular customer, you should understand that according to the contract, early termination of the lease does not mean a refund," the shopkeeper said.
“I understand, but according to the contract, if I terminate the lease early, I only need to pay the taxes for the quarters that have already passed this year,” Jiang Xiaoyue said.
"That's right."
"These are our spirit rice and spirit vegetables for this quarter. Please take a look, shopkeeper."
The shopkeeper only glanced at it and didn't order it, figuring the two wouldn't dare to cheat or pass off inferior goods as superior ones.
"Alright, the contract is over."
Both parties simultaneously channeled their spiritual power, and the characters on the spiritual contract ignited, turning into wisps of blue smoke.
"I heard you've made a lot of money," the shopkeeper, who had been expressionless when the lease was being terminated, now smiled like a lackey. "Are you moving into the neighborhood? I have a batch of courtyards here, would you like to take a look? Things haven't been going well lately, a lot of people are flocking to the market, you should rent them as soon as possible."
"No, no." Jiang Xiaoyue pulled Shenxian'er and walked out.
Although Xu Ni's room was shabby and small, the three of them could make do for the time being. Soon they would be leaving to go to Humingfang to sell their goods.
"It's agreed that from today onwards, everyone will empty the chamber pot once a day, and the same goes for fetching water..." On the way home, Xu Ni began to explain the "rules".
The three of them were excited.
Whether it's Xu Ni, Jiang Xiaoyue, or Shen Xian'er, they are all fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls, and they are all looking forward to and excited about sharing an apartment.
To celebrate, they decided to eat another meal of Lingmi that day.
"Grill three more anchovies and make silver ring snake soup!" Xu Ni said.
“Anchovies can be grilled; they’re meant to be eaten. Silver ringed snakes are materials for refining weapons; boiling them would be a complete waste,” Jiang Xiaoyue said, having her own plans.
Shenxian didn't care about any of that; she took the tinderbox and lit a fire in front of the stove.
puff!
The bright firelight shone, illuminating her beautiful face.
Her movements were very skilled; she had been boiling water for the young mistress for many years, so much so that Li Changzhou had to speak up.
[Xian'er, be serious, don't just throw me in too.]
"Don't worry, Your Majesty!" Fairy found it amusing.
She poked her head out of the stove and glanced inside. Xu Ni was catching fish in the water tank, and Jiang Xiaoyue was washing rice outside.
She pulled back and asked in a low voice, "My Lord, why did you save that white-clad water demon? Do you know her?"
I don't know her personally, but I recognize the person on her person.
"The person on my body?" Shenxian'er recalled the scene.
The manager of the land deed pavilion said something was wrong; he was hoping for a few nameless masters to appear on Moon Lake.
Some say that the invaders from outside the realm are at least at the Nascent Soul stage.
Especially that black hand, which sent the old dragon of Wangyue Lake flying with a single move, was like the might of heaven to all the cultivators.
Another expert, however, claimed he would kill the Black Hand cultivator, implying that the two were at least equal in strength.
Qingyuefang is now facing an impending storm.
"My Lord, is it really an invasion from beyond the realms?" the fairy asked.
"Does this count as an outer realm?" Li Changzhou asked with a smile.
Players are sent by the value game; when it comes to value, there's no such thing as an outer realm.
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