Ji Jiuying breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, she hid quickly and it wasn't convenient to expose herself yet.
“Miss Feng, the Ganoderma lucidum and the Spirit Transformation Pill sold for a total of 1.35 million spirit stones. According to our auction house rules, we will take 130,000 spirit stones. I have put the remaining spirit stones in the crystal card of Qi Yeyue Auction House. With this card, you can withdraw spirit stones at any bank.” At this moment, Elder Sun also came to the side room and went straight to the point, speaking respectfully.
Ji Jiuying accepted the crystal card, "Thank you for your trouble, Elder Sun!"
"However, I would like to take out all the spirit stones from the crystal card. I'd appreciate it if you could help me."
“Miss Feng, it might be inconvenient to carry so many spirit stones with you,” Old Sun said, puzzled. This little girl is so well-behaved.
"Just do as Elder Sun says. I have my own uses for the spirit stones." Ji Jiuying didn't hide anything. After all, storage bags were very common in this world, so she wasn't afraid of arousing suspicion.
"Alright then." Old Sun was sensible and didn't ask any more questions.
Not long after, Old Sun returned, but this time he had a storage bag in his hand.
"Miss Feng, I've put all your spirit stones in this storage bag for you. Consider the storage bag a gift." Old Sun handed over the storage bag.
"Thank you, Elder Sun. This bottle of Spirit Transformation Pill and Body Restoration Pill is my return gift to you."
Restoration Pill? Old Sun was puzzled again. He had never heard of the pills that this young girl had refined.
Seeing the puzzled look on Elder Sun's face, Ji Jiuying explained, "If I'm not mistaken, Elder Sun, your injuries have probably been there for two years, right? This Restoration Pill has a certain healing effect on internal injuries and also has a relatively good healing effect on external injuries."
Old Master Sun was shocked. She could even see that he had internal injuries. This young girl was indeed quite capable. But why couldn't he sense any spiritual energy fluctuations from her? Could it be that her spiritual energy was higher than his own?
"Then I, Sun, thank you very much, Miss Feng. It is our honor that you chose our Qi Ye Yue Auction House. This is our Qi Ye Yue Auction House's token. In the future, whether it is buying or selling, you can enjoy the highest treatment at any Qi Ye Yue Auction House on the Cangming Continent!" Old Sun took out a token and handed it to Ji Jiuying.
Ji Jiuying didn't stand on ceremony; she accepted the token and left.
A man dressed in dark blue walked in.
“Young Master, this girl is indeed quite capable. She even noticed my internal injuries. However, although the Spirit Transformation Pill and the Body Restoration Pill are novel, there's no need to give her a high-level token!” Elder Sun asked doubtfully. As far as he knew, only a handful of people could possess Qi Yeyue’s high-level token.
"The Spirit Transformation Pill and Body Restoration Pill aren't worth it, but this person is definitely worth it," the man said, looking in the direction Ji Jiuying had left with great interest.
Ji Jiuying returned to Lihe Courtyard just as the sun was setting, while Qingling and Granny Zhang were busy cooking.
"Miss, you're back. Dinner will be ready soon." Qingling put down what she was doing and ran over.
"How's your injury?" Qingling was overjoyed to see the young lady so concerned about her.
"I'm almost fully recovered after using the medicine Miss gave me." Although Qingling didn't know where Miss got the medicine from, she wouldn't ask.
Just as Ji Jiuying was about to say something, she suddenly heard footsteps. She waved for Qingling to leave and leaned against the pear tree, pretending to be leisurely.
Soon, Aunt Zhou's maid, Xiyan, arrived in the courtyard.
"Young Miss, the master wants you to go to the front hall."
Although Xi Yan addressed Ji Jiu Ying as "Young Miss," her face showed no respect whatsoever, as if speaking even a single word to Ji Jiu Ying would tarnish her identity as a spiritual practitioner.
"Slap!" Xi Yan's eyes widened. She didn't even see Ji Jiu Ying's movements before she received a solid slap across the face.
"You piece of trash, how dare you hit me! Do you even know who I am...?"
"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Before Xi Yan could finish speaking, several more slap marks appeared on her face.
Xi Yan's skin was already fair, but now it was even more rosy, and with that frustrated expression, the scene was simply hilarious. Qing Ling couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle softly.
"You've already fought, why ask if I dare? Don't you think that's redundant?" Ji Jiuying turned around and sat down in the rattan chair, leisurely sipping her tea.
After finishing a cup of tea, Ji Jiuying raised her head and looked at Xiyan, saying calmly, "Next time you disrespect me, it won't just be a few slaps."
When Xi Yan met Ji Jiu Ying's icy gaze, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Despite having no spiritual power at all, she used such a powerful aura that it made people tremble with fear.
Xi Yan knelt down with a thud, "This servant knows her mistake, please ask Miss to move to the front hall."
Ji Jiuying knew that in ancient times, it was common for masters to be neglected and servants to bully their masters; Xiaoyu Xiyan was a living example of this.
Ji Jiuying's purpose in giving them a hard time today was to make them understand the difference between superiors and inferiors, and also to tell those who often bullied her that she, Ji Jiuying, was no longer the timid and cowardly Ji Jiuying who was bullied by others.
"Lead the way!" Xi Yan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Ji Jiuying's words.
The front hall was filled with a warm and peaceful atmosphere as the four of them sat around the dining table, chatting and laughing as they ate. The four were none other than the nominal grandmother, the adoptive father Ji Chenyuan, the second aunt Zhou Haiping, and the second younger sister Ji Fengyan.
This is the scene that Ji Jiuying saw when she came in. Ji Jiuying cursed inwardly again. Damn it, I haven't even eaten yet, and they've already called me here. What? They're here to annoy me, aren't they? She recalled that the last time the original owner came to the front hall was when she was five years old.
The four looked up and saw Ji Jiuying. Ji Jiuying ignored them, casually found a seat and sat down, looking completely calm. She picked up the snacks on the table and ate them without any hesitation.
"I wonder what business Father has summoned me for?" Ji Jiuying asked slowly before they could speak.
"You bastard! Is this how you talk to me?" Ji Chenyuan slammed his hand on the peach wood table, and the chopsticks in his hand turned to ashes.
He looked to be nearly forty years old, still wearing his court robes. The dark purple robes accentuated his handsome figure, and red jade was adorned at his waist. His hair was tied up with a jade crown, showing that he was quite a handsome man in his youth.
He was somewhat lost in thought when he looked at Ji Jiuying. Perhaps it was because he hadn't seen her for a long time. At fourteen, Ji Jiuying was already a graceful young woman. Apart from being petite, her features resembled her mother's.
The woman he both loved and hated.
Coming to his senses, he seemed to have thought of something again. His gaze towards Ji Jiuying was devoid of any affection, as if Ji Jiuying were a stain on his life.
Ji Jiuying watched his ever-changing expression, his clear eyes devoid of emotion, and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.
Ji Jiuying did not get up. Her tone paused for a moment, then she spoke with a hint of sarcasm.
"My daughter's mother is not by her side, and no one has ever taught her manners."
In short, my lack of manners is because you, as my father, have failed in your responsibilities, yet you blame others instead.
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