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Join the ServerTear the scroll, and the Jade Nectar Lotus would reappear before her.
Song Zhiyou smiled.
Her new ability was “Entering the Painting.”
All worldly things could be stored within a painting.
It was similar to spatial pouches or rings, and even surpassed common spatial artifacts in preservation.
However, this ability was limited by the size of paper she could produce.
The Jade Nectar Lotus exceeded the limit of what she could paint, and she had forced it in, overdrawing her spiritual power and fainting.
Fortunately, the outcome was satisfactory.
Song Zhiyou did not tear the scroll now.
Without an isolation array, she would not take out the Jade Nectar Lotus.
If even a wisp of its aura leaked, she would die.
She carefully stored the scroll and drew water to bathe.
Her body was covered in a layer of blood, another layer of expelled impurities, and her clothes were caked with filth—sticky and dreadful.
If Song Zhiyou claimed she had just crawled out of a mass grave, no one would doubt it.
Only after changing three buckets of water did it become clear.
After bathing, Song Zhiyou finally felt refreshed.
She looked at herself in the mirror.
The sallow complexion of before was gone, replaced by a luminous, translucent whiteness that seemed to glow. When she touched it, she could feel the supple elasticity of youth and health.
The fortune of a Dragon Lord was truly extraordinary.
But… she wondered how the Dragon Lord himself was faring.
Song Lingtian, whom Song Zhiyou was thinking of, was at that very moment enduring a terrifying ordeal.
Countless cultivators, at the Core Formation stage and even Nascent Soul, chased after him, granting him not a moment’s respite.
They shouted for him to hand over the fortune, each one striking with lethal intent.
Song Lingtian gritted his teeth.
He had obtained three drops of spiritual liquid from a stalactite in a cave—was this really necessary?!
Even using one drop had only restored a fraction of his spiritual power and given a faint effect of marrow cleansing!
Yet those Core Formation and even Nascent Soul cultivators pursued him relentlessly!
He would repay today’s humiliation a hundredfold!
Song Lingtian, clenching his teeth, threw the bottle with the remaining two drops behind him, planning to escape.
However, the cultivator who caught the bottle erupted in fury.
“You little brat, you dare toy with us? Are you looking for death?!”
The Nascent Soul cultivator unleashed an even more ferocious attack, intent on killing Song Lingtian on the spot!
The next moment, the two Nascent Soul cultivators who had examined the bottle’s contents also attacked in unison, with the Core Formation cultivators following close behind.
Song Lingtian: “???”
He dodged frantically, barely suppressing his anger: “Everyone, I have already handed over the item, so why are you still attacking me? Isn’t this going too far?!”
One of the hot-tempered Nascent Soul cultivators cursed: “Who wants your worthless trash? Hand over the real fortune now!”
How dare he fob them off with some diluted Jade Nectar—he was simply asking for death!
Song Lingtian increasingly felt that something he didn’t know was going on, but he had no clue and could only keep explaining.
“This is the fortune I obtained. Is there some misunderstanding?!”
“I misunderstand your ancestors!”
The other Core Formation cultivators sneered as well.
“Boy, we all know what you have. If you want to live, hand it over quickly!”
“If you’re truly open, let us search your soul!”
Song Lingtian’s heart sank. Could it be that the secret between him and Bai Lao had been exposed?!
Either way, he absolutely could not let them capture him for soul search!
Who could be so malicious as to frame him like this!
The cultivators’ terrifying attacks rained down, and Song Lingtian was about to be completely surrounded.
He gritted his teeth, abandoned defense, and, enduring injury, pulled out a large teleportation talisman, activating it in an instant!
In an instant, Song Lingtian’s form vanished before everyone’s eyes.
The crowd’s expressions hardened.
Initially, they had wondered if that little girl had lied.
But now, seeing Song Lingtian use such a method to escape, all previous doubts were dispelled.
Indeed, that little girl was so innocent—how could she lie?
…
…
“Achoo! Achoo!”
Song Zhiyou sneezed several times in a row, snapping out of her meditation.
She pulled her clothes tighter, still looking a bit dazed.
Could it be that she had caught a cold from the cold bath?
That shouldn’t be—she was a cultivator…
Just then, a tapping sound came from the door, as if pebbles were hitting it.
Song Zhiyou stood up and walked to the door.
She peeked through the crack.
There was no one.
Looking to the side, she saw a delicate food box sitting quietly at the doorstep.
Using a stick, she pried open the box to find exquisite spirit delicacies inside.
Alarms blared in Song Zhiyou’s mind.
In the Song family, who would send her food? Could it be that the family was trying to send her off on her final journey?
She carefully looked around again but still saw no one.
Song Zhiyou had no choice but to bring the food box into her room.
How does one test for poison in the cultivation world?
Spiritual artifacts? Talismans and techniques?
Surely not with a silver needle…
Looking at the exquisite dishes in the box, Song Zhiyou fell into thought again.
She definitely would not eat food that appeared out of nowhere.
Nevertheless, to prevent that person from playing other tricks, she had to find out who it was and be on guard.
The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Song Zhiyou heard a faint sound at the door.
She crept up to the door and saw a figure sneaking away.
Even from the back, Song Zhiyou found it familiar.
She flung open the door. “Song Qingyao? What are you doing here so early?”
Song Qingyao immediately tensed up. “I’m just passing by. What, is that not allowed?”
Song Zhiyou pursed her lips, but before she could speak, Song Qingyao exploded.
“What’s that expression supposed to mean? You don’t believe me, do you?”
“I’m just passing by! I didn’t bring you food!”
Song Zhiyou went “Oh!” in sudden realization. “It was you who sent me the food.”
So it wasn’t the Song family trying to poison her.
Song Qingyao’s almond eyes went wide. “I told you it’s not me!!!”
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Realizing what she had said, Song Qingyao bristled again. “I just didn’t want others seeing you eat moldy buns and tarnishing the Song family’s reputation!”
Moldy… buns?!
Song Zhiyou was stunned.
Although she had wanted others to think she was eating ordinary buns…
But moldy was too much!
“I haven’t been eating moldy buns!”
Song Qingyao was exasperated. “Song Xiaoliu, stop pretending!”
Song Zhiyou: “???”
After a moment’s thought, Song Zhiyou said, “I want to eat Hundred Treasures Spirit Chicken Pot for lunch.”
“I told you I’m not sending you food!”
“And some Fan Spirit Egg Drop Soup.”
“Song Xiaoliu! Don’t push it!”
“For the main course, how about steamed white jade dumplings? ω?”
“Eat, eat, eat! That’s all you know!”
After sending the fuming Song Qingyao away, Song Zhiyou began eating the breakfast Song Qingyao had brought.
It was delicious.
After eating, Song Zhiyou disguised herself and went out again to sell the demon beast’s core and teeth from the previous day.
The Gale Leopard’s teeth were extremely hard and could be made into excellent daggers. Song Zhiyou kept two.
The rest sold for a total of 320 spirit stones.
The impoverished Song Zhiyou suddenly became wealthy. She turned and entered a weapon forging shop to have the two teeth made into daggers.
The forging fee for two daggers came to 60 spirit stones.
She still had 260 spirit stones left.
Song Zhiyou was still quite rich and walked with a spring in her step.
Until she passed a spirit plant shop.
In the shop display, a spirit plant sat quietly, adorned with small lemon-yellow flowers.
Next to it was a spirit plant that was entirely ice-blue.
Beside that was a fist-sized, purple oval fruit.
On the top shelf, a potted spirit plant with blue light flowing through its veins seemed to breathe quietly.
No… there were even more.
Song Zhiyou’s feet were rooted to the spot.
Yellow Stamen Orchid, first-grade, aids meditation, 26 spirit stones.
Iceheart Grass, first-grade, removes fire toxins, 37 spirit stones.
Spirit Gathering Fruit, first-grade, gathers spiritual qi and accelerates absorption, 23 spirit stones.
Blue Spirit Soul-Nourishing Leaf, second-grade, warms and nurtures the divine sense, 190 spirit stones.
…
Song Zhiyou inquired about the prices and the total came to 396 spirit stones.
Even though Song Zhiyou had refrained from looking at even more spirit plants and fruits, her spirit stones were still insufficient.
After much hesitation, she reluctantly gave up on some.
The blue and lemon yellow were a must.
Many people think the three primary colors are red, yellow, and blue, but more accurately, they are cyan, magenta, and yellow.
Song Zhiyou couldn’t find magenta for now, but she couldn’t miss such pure cyan and lemon yellow.
The importance of these two colors was self-evident.
Also…
The purple-brown was a must.
Such a pure and beautiful purple-brown—she had never seen anything like it in the modern world.
It wasn’t too much to ask for one, was it?
The sky-water blue was also a must.
Such a pure and beautiful sky-water blue—she had never seen it before.
It wasn’t too much to ask for one either, was it?
And also indigo, rouge red, water green, apricot yellow, lotus pink…
She… really needed them all!
The total came to 309 spirit stones. Song Zhiyou tried to bargain.
“Boss, how about rounding it off? Let me pay 39 and we can be friends.”
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