Scheming

Xiao Wanqing and the other two girls had never seen Spirit Stone mine before, so they skipped and hopped into the cave. The Three Saints of the Spirit Mist exchanged puzzled glances. Had they broken through in less than two days? The three demons guessed that the place they had broken through was not far from where they had started digging, otherwise how could they have broken through so quickly? Kou Xuehua and Gu Qingyun followed the three demons inside.

As they ventured deeper into the cave, the three demons grew increasingly alarmed. Reaching the bottom of the Spirit Stone cavern, they calculated that it was over three hundred meters deep from where they had dug the passage. It had taken them nearly half a year to dig only about a hundred meters, while Yue Qianchou had dug over three hundred meters in less than two days. How could they not be astonished? Consequently, the three demons felt even greater awe for Bi Changchun's disciple.

"Wow..." Xiao Wanqing and the other two girls exclaimed in surprise, "So many high-grade Spirit Stones... all high-grade Spirit Stones!" Three pairs of fair and tender hands kept stroking the stone wall, their eyes full of stars.

Kou Xuehua and Gu Qingyun were also amazed. Indeed, firstly, they had never seen Spirit Stone mine before, and secondly, they had never seen so many high-grade Spirit Stones exposed on the stone wall. The amber and golden hues shone brightly, clearly tempting people to come and collect them.

Then Yue Qianchou, who had leisurely strolled into the cave, said with a smile, "I'll give you twenty days. Whatever you dig up is yours to keep. I don't think the Three Saints of the Spirit Mist are that stingy." As he said the last sentence, his eyes turned to the three demons.

It was indeed a bit unfair to give away so many high-grade Spirit Stones for nothing. Hou Daquan and Huang Erwei smiled awkwardly, since they couldn't afford to offend Yue Qianchou. Hong Sanniang, on the other hand, smiled heartily at everyone and said, "Everyone, dig as much as you can. I guarantee you can all take them with you."

The people of Fu Xian Island said in unison, "Thank you, Sister Xie Hong." After expressing their gratitude, they began their excavation work. Even Kou Xuehua and Gu Qingyun unceremoniously drew their swords to pry Spirit Stone off the stone wall. Xiao Wanqing and the other two girls, in particular, seemed to have a grudge against the stone wall, frantically stabbing and poking with their swords. Unfortunately, the stone wall was too hard, and they couldn't pry off a single piece even after a long time.

Yue Qianchou was taken aback and looked at Hong Sanniang. He couldn't help but admire her social skills. In just a day or two, she had become the older sister of these guys. However, she was also quite generous. Most people would never be willing to give away so many Spirit Stones to others. For example, Hou and Huang Eryao's expressions were not very comfortable.

Looking at the meaningful smile on Hong Sanniang's face, and then at the appalling digging speed of the people from Fu Xian Island, Yue Qianchou suddenly realized that this woman had known all along that they couldn't dig anything out, so she did them a favor. What a clever scheme!

"You guys go dig too!" Yue Qianchou said with a smile as he walked up to the three demons. Hou and Huang chuckled. They had initially been a little wary of Yue Qianchou, but now that they had his permission, they had no reason to be polite and immediately took out their tools to get busy. For a while, the cave was filled with the sounds of clanging and banging.

"Why aren't you going?" Yue Qianchou asked, glancing at Hong Sanniang out of the corner of his eye.

The latter was inwardly furious at the two scoundrels for being so spineless. "This huge Spirit Stone mine is right here on my property! What's the rush? Why are you trying to steal it from me? As long as Yue Qianchou doesn't interfere, even if others dig for twenty days, or even a year, how much could they possibly extract? I finally managed to do you a favor, and you've ruined it all, making me look down on you for no reason. Isn't building a good relationship with Bi Changchun's disciple more important than these Spirit Stones? What idiots!"

Upon hearing Yue Qianchou's question, Hong Sanniang instantly changed her expression and smiled, "It's not too late to dig later. I'll keep you company, sir. By the way, why don't you dig up some Spirit Stone, sir?"

"Me, dig it up?" Yue Qianchou scoffed disdainfully. He'd already taken the lion's share, why would he need to toil for a pittance in front of them? Face is something you only use in crucial moments.

Yue Qianchou, too lazy to say anything more, conjured a steaming hot roasted pheasant out of thin air with his left hand—something he had ordered Chen Feng from Utopia to roast just now. With his right hand, he picked up a wine cup and a wine pot, then leisurely found a place to sit down, poured himself a drink, and took a bite of meat. He watched the others digging for Spirit Stone, nodding and swaying his head. The sight of several young girls swaying their hips was indeed quite a spectacle.

Hong Sanniang was taken aback. With her cultivation level, she could naturally tell that the roast chicken was freshly cooked. It was understandable that Yue Qianchou didn't care about high-grade Spirit Stones, after all, his sect was extraordinary and they certainly wouldn't care about such things. But where did this freshly roasted chicken come from? A roasted chicken in Storage Bag? That was simply impossible. Sure enough, the disciples of a master had superior methods.

Seeing him sipping wine while staring at the women's buttocks, Hong Sanniang glanced down at her half-naked, full breasts, smiled slightly, walked over and sat down next to Yue Qianchou, picked up the wine pot on the ground and said with a charming smile, "I will pour wine for you, sir."

Feeling the pressure on his arm, Yue Qianchou squinted at the two bulges of white flesh that were squeezed out of shape. He let her fill his wine glass without saying a word, and just drank and ate the meat in silence. In no time, he had finished the roast chicken.

Seeing no reaction, Hong Sanniang secretly regretted it. If she could hook up with Bi Changchun's disciple, she would never have to live in fear in the Demon Ghost Domain again. Just as she was lost in thought, she suddenly saw a greasy hand reach for her full breasts. She was overjoyed, but the hand only grabbed and pinched them, casually rubbed the grease off its hand, and then withdrew, leaving her fair chest covered in grease.

Hong Sanniang was taken aback at first, then blushed. This person was too wicked; he actually used the oil on my hands. She glanced furtively at the group digging for Spirit Stone, and seeing that everyone was busy Spirit Stone and no one was watching, she immediately got up and hurried outside, her chest still smelling of roasted chicken.

Yue Qianchou smiled slightly, put away the wine vessels in front of him, tore two pieces of cloth from the corner of his clothes and stuffed them into his ears. The clattering sound immediately subsided. He lay down with his arms behind his head and began to hum in a pure Peking Opera style. "I stand on the city tower to view the mountain scenery, and hear the chaos outside the city, with banners waving and shadows flying in the air..." He gradually fell asleep.

He didn't know how long he had slept when he was suddenly woken up by someone pushing him. Opening his eyes, he saw it was Xiao Wanqing who had pushed him, and everyone was gathered around him, looking anxious. He quickly sat up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Why are you speaking so softly? Realizing her ears were covered, she tore off the tattered cloth, glanced at Hong Sanniang's now-white and tender chest, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Hong Sanniang frowned and said, "I wonder which group of people has surrounded the entire mountain."

Upon hearing this, Yue Qianchou gave her a cold look. "You've lived here for so long, and you don't even know who's surrounding you? You're kidding me. I'd like to see what you're up to." Without another word, he flashed outside. The group followed him out.

Upon reaching the summit and looking down, they saw a group of people gathered at the foot of the mountain. A dozen or so men were riding up the mountain, torches in hand. Their armor gleamed under the torches. Who else could these be but the Ghost General's men? Only the Ghost General and his gang, despite being ghosts, would pretend to be leading troops into battle.

Even I could see it, how could you not, Hong Sanniang? Yue Qianchou pondered for a moment and understood what was going on. He guessed Hong Sanniang wanted to use his influence; she'd heard he knew the Ghost General, so she was using him to solve the problem. But what if what he said was false? What if she later used his status as Bi Changchun's disciple? Who knew what Bi Changchun would do if he found out someone was impersonating him? This woman was a little too clever!

"Hmph!" Yue Qianchou snorted coldly, his murderous intent rising instantly. He turned abruptly, his eyes flashing with a cold light as he stared at Hong Niangzi. He hated being schemed against more than anything else in his life. He would endure it when there was no other way, but when he had a way, he would never endure it for a moment. The latter, her thoughts seen through, shifted her feet slightly, looking somewhat uneasy. Even Hou Daquan and Huang Erwei noticed what was going on.

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