Smashing the shop (Part 1)
Xu Ya's curtain was hung above the center of the shop, the fabric hanging down to serve as a curtain for concealment.
It's quite similar to the kind of milk tea shop that Xu Ya saw in the real world.
To Xu Ya's surprise, the first group attracted to the area were not the cultivators who came to try it out, but the little beggar who seemed to have a special connection with her.
Yesterday, the child hid in the shadows and watched Xu Ya come down from Xianze Mountain and go into the shop to work. The little beggar didn't make a fuss and squatted in front of the closed shop.
It was early spring, and the mornings were still chilly with lots of dew. The little beggar was wearing only a tattered undergarment.
Xu Ya opened the door and realized that it wouldn't move much after being pushed to a certain position. She peeked out and noticed him.
The little beggar was already feeling cold and curled up asleep at the door.
Xu Ya stopped pushing the door forcefully and opened the other door, then gently patted the little beggar's shoulder.
The child seemed quite sensitive. As soon as Xu Ya touched his body, he immediately curled up into an even smaller position than before, covering his head with his hands in a ball shape.
Xu Ya frowned upon seeing this.
A child's subconscious actions don't lie; he was clearly frequently driven away in the fairy realm, which is why he was so wary of being touched by others even in his sleep.
Xu Ya didn't consider herself a saint, but for no reason, this child reminded her of her difficult situation on Xianze Mountain, and she admitted that she empathized with her.
Xu Ya is considering the possibility of adopting him, as her Aya Fried Chicken shop may also need help.
Xu Ya suddenly slapped her forehead. When people are free, they dare to think of anything, and she doesn't even want to consider the shareholders' attitude.
Perhaps I could give him a few good meals, Xu Ya thought.
The child slowly regained consciousness and seemed to realize that the person in front of him was the older sister who had given him warmth only twice, and he gradually lowered his guard.
Now, Xu Ya's body is no longer frail, and her face has gained some weight from eating a lot of homemade fried chicken.
The two faced each other, but Xu Ya felt as if she were looking in a mirror. The little beggar was really too thin, and his cheekbones were particularly prominent. Only his big eyes were like windows. Without looking closely, Xu Ya knew how much suffering he had endured.
Xu Ya thought about it carefully. She had heard cultivators return from their trials and always talk about how prosperous the villages under other sects were, all thanks to the cultivators' help. They always vowed to learn from them in the future, but the cultivators of Yunmeng Immortal Marsh were always hypocritical. They appeared benevolent and kind on the surface, but in reality, they were blind to the suffering of the mortal world.
They really forgot their roots, forgot that before becoming cultivators, they were just ordinary mortals.
Thinking of this, Xu Ya felt a surge of disgust again; she really wanted to go home as soon as possible.
Xu Ya patted the child's head and invited him, "Are you hungry? Come and have some."
The child looked at her blankly, but unlike his usual anxious demeanor, he thanked her first. However, Xu Ya didn't care much. Having grown up in an orphanage, she had witnessed many introverted orphans, for whom survival always took precedence over politeness.
Xu Ya was pondering how to begin when she heard the child muster his courage and say, "Sister, can you not send me away? I... I'll watch over you from afar..."
Xu Yaxin immediately softened, and regardless of whether Teacher Xu would agree, she wanted to adopt the child!
She led the child inside, then went to the public well to fetch a basin of water for the child. She used a simple spell to preheat the water, and then used a cleansing spell to clean the child.
Xu Ya took out a neutral-looking garment from her package and handed it to him, gesturing for him to take it back.
She solemnly said to the child, "From now on, you'll stay here with me and help me out!"
When Xu Ya reopened the shop, only half an hour later, she had a frail and malnourished child helping her.
The child looked familiar, but none of the ordinary people passing by recognized him as the beggar who had been wandering in the Immortal Realm of Cloud Dreams for so long.
When a passerby asked, Xu Ya smiled and replied that he was a newly hired employee at Aya Fried Chicken Shop named A-Xi.
Xu Ya remembered the first customer; he was the low-level cultivator who had snatched the fried chicken from the small table at Yuxiantai that day. Perhaps after having a taste that day, his cultivation level improved, and now he had rushed down to be among the first to buy more.
The low-level cultivator had good eyesight and immediately noticed Xu Ya's price—three mid-level spirit stones.
The low-level cultivator's face immediately darkened. Who did Xu Ya think she was? Even the most powerful cultivation sects wouldn't use this kind of food as an ingredient, yet Xu Ya was charging an exorbitant price?
Low-level cultivators can only receive a limited number of tasks in Yunmeng Immortal Marsh, so the rewards they receive are even scarcer. Other cultivators can earn ten or so mid-level spirit stones in one trip, which is quite a good income. But it's different for low-level cultivators. Even if they manage to get a job, they can only get four or five mid-level spirit stones, and most of the time they have to replace them with low-level spirit stones.
Earning money at the bottom of Xianze is extremely difficult, let alone for someone as useless as Xu Ya. She has been in Xianze for over ten years, and her earnings are a mere zero.
But this seemingly ordinary fried chicken actually requires 3 mid-grade spirit stones?!
The low-level cultivator's gloomy face seemed to indicate hesitation.
The morning market in Yunmeng Immortal Village opened, and many small vendors pushed their carts of goods to sell their wares, and the crowd gradually grew.
After a call to action, sales began one after another.
The low-level cultivator blushed slightly, wanting Xu Ya's fried chicken but feeling it wasn't worth it.
Xu Ya had a reason for asking for 3 mid-level spirit stones. Just look at the pricing of the food cultivation sect and the pill cultivation sect. Their high-grade food and medicine bottles with the same effect require 1 high-level spirit stone to buy.
There are also significant differences between low-grade, mid-grade, and high-grade spirit stones.
If you calculate it, Xu Ya's entire day's sales might not even buy one of Shi Xiu's pills, which Xu Ya thinks is quite reasonable.
Her fried chicken was indeed effective; even the villain Xu Shi thought it was worth five mid-grade spirit stones, so Xu Ya still set a compromise price.
Seeing the monk lingering at the door, Xu Ya didn't urge him. After all, she didn't have to worry about the rent for the shop. Although she was the shop manager, she had the mindset of a shop assistant.
Ah-Xi picked it up quickly and spent the whole morning helping Xu-Ya with loading and unloading goods. He was terribly malnourished and looked extremely haggard.
Xu Ya noticed and waved to him, handing him half a fried chicken wrapped in oil paper, saying with a smile, "Ah Xi, you've worked hard. Here, this is your reward."
The low-level cultivator only saw Xu Ya casually toss a fried chicken worth three mid-level spirit stones to a thin clerk?
He was instantly enraged.
Xu Ya was just a useless person with five spiritual roots who was looked down upon by everyone in the Immortal Marsh, which was completely different from him as a cultivator.
Enraged, the monk tried to cause trouble.
But his spell was blocked halfway through.
The shop has only one half-table separating the inside from the outside. The half-table is covered with spiritual energy left by Master Xu, which is equivalent to displaying and protecting the goods. Therefore, unless Xu Ya takes them out herself, anyone who tries to force their way through or reach for them will be blocked by this relatively domineering spiritual energy.
However, the recoil from the spell was still borne by both sides. The cultivator was furious, and Xu Ya also felt the earth shaking in the shop.
Xu Ya immediately hugged Ah Xi, looking at the cultivator outside the door with a puzzled expression.
She really had no idea what this monk was trying to do.
It wasn't until the monk started cursing that Xu Ya realized he was dissatisfied with her pricing.
In Yunmeng Immortal Village, Xu Ya is not the only one running a shop selling various medicinal herbs and materials available to cultivators.
Many of these shops have the support of masters from the Xianze Sect.
That's why Xu Ya accepted Xu Shi's suggestion with a clear conscience. On the one hand, she couldn't refuse, and on the other hand, she had no need to refuse.
Xu Ya's fried chicken pricing has already taken into account the prices and efficacy of other colleagues in Xianxiang, and she believes it is very reasonable.
Perhaps the other party still looked down on her as a good-for-nothing, thinking that the magical fried chicken she made wasn't worth the price.
Conflict is imminent.
Seeing that his spells had no effect on the shop, the cultivator became even more disarmed and was about to unleash a destructive spell, completely forgetting that Xu Ya's shop was also supported by Master Xu of the sect.
When a low-level cultivator faces Xu Ya, she doesn't even need to say a word to him before he thinks she is humiliating him.
At this moment, a stream of spiritual energy that clashed with the Destruction Technique descended from the sky.
He blocked that domineering spiritual energy. Facing a cultivator of a higher level, the lower-level cultivator was no match for his spiritual energy and fell backward, landing on his buttocks.
The crowd on the morning street quietly packed up their things and prepared to disperse: "Oh dear, oh dear, it's a battle of immortals! The magic doesn't discriminate! Quick, dodge!"
They didn't know the inside story, they only knew that Aya Fried Chicken Shop must be a dishonest business that ruined their morning business, but since it was a shop run by a deity, they could only dare to be angry but not speak out. The small business owners quickly pushed their carts and left the scene.
Protecting your livelihood is the most important thing!
The two who arrived were Zhan Zhengzhen and Cai Wenle. They were both sword cultivators and had a casual relationship. However, after being ambushed during a sudden reinforcement mission and almost losing their Dao bodies, they became inexplicably close. Since the others were all girls and Senior Brother Shi Yuzhen could not be treated as brothers with them, the two seemed to cherish each other even more.
Yesterday, they received a text message from Senior Brother Shi, instructing them to return to the sect and continue their infiltration. So, the group returned to Xianze.
Before I could even pay my respects to my master, I heard that Master Xu had sponsored Xu Ya to open a fried chicken shop. In the future, if anyone wants to see the effects of his fried chicken, they can go to the Immortal Realm to buy it themselves.
Upon hearing this news, they sincerely wished Xu Ya all the best.
Indeed, that kind of fried chicken could easily be sold in a shop; Master Xu certainly has a keen eye.
So the two immediately agreed to be Xu Ya's first customers the next day and support her.
Furthermore, Xu Ya's fried chicken was indeed quite delicious. Even though they had long since stopped eating, they still couldn't help but swallow their saliva whenever they recalled its fresh, fragrant, and crispy texture.
Unexpectedly, as they descended on their swords, they saw a cultivator making hand seals while facing the shop.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a mid-level destruction technique. Once this technique was unleashed, Xu Ya's entire shop would likely collapse and vanish into nothingness.
Without hesitation, they mounted their swords, gathered their spiritual energy, and joined forces to strike, stopping the disaster.
The overconfident cultivator was also blasted dozens of meters away when their two attacks clashed.
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