This Grudge, She Remembered

Bai Lan could reload saves!

When this kind of probability-based game met a player who could save and reload, she could practically claim the highest reward with absolute certainty.

She only needed to reload a few hundred times and pick every Storage Bag on the stall...

No. Her goal on this trip was the Spatial Black Stone belonging to the Destined Female Lead.

Bai Lan forced herself to look away.

She only had the seven Spirit Stones she had gotten from Long Aotian left. Now that she did not know the price of the Spatial Black Stone, she could not rashly blow her entire budget.

Suppressing the urge to gamble everything on the little raffle stall, Bai Lan turned away.

Though she liked going all in, for now, that Spatial Black Stone held far more appeal for her.

She had no interest in things that already belonged to the Daughter of Destiny, nor did she have any intention of plotting to obtain that jade bracelet.

But that black stone currently had no owner. Since that was the case, she was still willing to fight for it.

Who would not want a storage space of their own!

After circling the Marketplace several times, her gaze slowly swept over the stalls on either side.

In the story, the little stall the Destined Female Lead could spot after taking two steps took Bai Lan an entire lap around the Marketplace to find. Only then did she see a pure black stone on an inconspicuous stall tucked away in a corner.

It was about the same size as a Spirit Stone, but its texture was black and glossy. Though it was not particularly eye-catching among the many items, Bai Lan noticed it at a glance.

Was this the difference between ordinary people and those favored by destiny?

What those favored by destiny could reach out and take, ordinary people had to pay ten times the price for, merely to have a chance of obtaining it.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Lan stepped forward.

"F-fellow Daoist, what do you need?"

The stall owner was a young girl who looked somewhat shy. When she saw someone approach, she raised her head to ask.

The stall displayed all manner of miscellaneous goods: spirit herbs, medicinal pills, talismans, and some strange little trinkets that barely contained any spiritual energy.

Bai Lan pretended to casually browse through several items before speaking indifferently. "How much are the talismans?"

"Ah, low-grade Yellow-rank talismans are two Spirit Stones each, mid-grade ones are three Spirit Stones each, and high-grade ones are five Spirit Stones each..."

Bai Lan secretly swallowed.

So expensive.

Talismans were single-use items; every one used was one less. She might as well draw them herself.

Without giving anything away, she put the talismans back.

"This little thing is rather delicate, but it does not seem to be a spirit artifact, does it? The spiritual energy is so thin. How many Spirit Stones is it?" Bai Lan's gaze gradually shifted toward the pure black stone, but she suppressed the urge to touch it and instead picked up the folding fan beside it to examine.

The girl was clearly socially anxious, and her voice grew softer and softer. "Th-this was left behind by my brother. I do not know what it does either. It is just a little object containing spiritual energy. It really... really seems useless. If Fellow Daoist wants it, two Spirit Stones?"

Bai Lan nearly laughed aloud. This little girl was simply and adorably innocent. What merchant introduced their goods with such brutal honesty?

If it had been some unscrupulous merchant selling this folding fan,

they would surely have praised it to the heavens, claiming it was a supreme treasure retrieved from the depths of a secret realm after escaping death nine times out of ten. Then, depending on who they were dealing with, they would quote anywhere from ten to a hundred Spirit Stones.

Bai Lan had planned to haggle, but when her peripheral vision casually caught sight of the distance...

That familiar figure seemed to be walking in her direction. Bai Ling had arrived, and the person beside her was most likely her fellow sect senior brother?

So soon.

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Bai Lan took out four Spirit Stones and spoke slowly. "I'll take this folding fan. This little black stone also seems quite interesting. Are four Spirit Stones enough for both?"

"Enough, of course it's enough." The young stall owner nodded happily.

These things had sat on her stall for an entire year. Selling them now was already a miracle.

After handing over the four Spirit Stones, Bai Lan tucked the little black stone into her Storage Bag with lightning speed and rose to leave without hesitation.

"Wait. Why does my martial niece want to leave the moment she sees me? It is not as if I am some flood or savage beast." Bai Ling's voice came from behind her.

By seniority, Bai Ling's master was True Person Qing Xuan. Bai Ling and the Foundation Establishment stage were of the same generation.

Therefore, Bai Lan had to call her Martial Aunt.

"...My martial niece, what you said yesterday truly hurt me. Your martial aunt acted out of nothing but goodwill. In order to get you into Jade Purity Peak, I begged Master for a very long time." Bai Ling smiled, but there were thorns in her words.

Nan Xianshi called Qing Xuan Master. That was perfectly reasonable.

Bai Ling called Qing Xuan Venerable Master. That was rather thought-provoking.

Everyone else called him Master, yet she had to be special. Then again, she was the Daughter of Destiny.

But what most people did not know was that calling someone Master was perfectly normal.

Yet if a disciple called their master Venerable Master, the flavor changed entirely.

If "Venerable Master" were tossed into Haitang, the outcome would be...

Bai Lan looked at Bai Ling's proud expression and shook her head helplessly, her voice smiling. "Do you have to beat around the bush whenever you speak? Do you want me to join Jade Purity Peak for my own good, or because you want to trample the sister who once stood high above you beneath your feet?"

Those merciless words caused the smile on Bai Ling's face to fade.

"Do not treat everyone else like fools. I can see your little calculations as clearly as day." Bai Lan chuckled. "Do not forget that your weakness is still in my hands. Do not make me unhappy."

Bai Lan's gaze swept over the bracelet on Bai Ling's wrist as she said with a light laugh, "If you keep causing trouble for me again and again, I cannot guarantee that I will not let something slip."

Others could not understand Bai Lan's words, but Bai Ling understood perfectly.

Her expression tightened. Ever since entering the sect, she had first been accepted by Venerable Master as a personal disciple, then doted upon and indulged by the senior brothers of Jade Purity Peak, while a crowd of low-level disciples addressed her as Martial Aunt at every turn.

She had already forgotten that her greatest secret was still in Bai Lan's hands.

"Do not be so insolent! Who do you think you are, daring to speak to Little Junior Sister like that?" A young man's voice rang out with restrained anger.

The pressure of the Foundation Establishment stage crashed down. The young man beside Bai Ling spoke furiously, "In terms of status, Little Junior Sister is your martial aunt. In terms of talent, she surpasses you a hundredfold. What right do you have to bully her?"

Sweetness surged into Bai Lan's throat, and her brows furrowed.

"Host! Are you all right?" The system panicked and hurriedly stepped forward to support Bai Lan. "Damn it, he actually dares to throw his cultivation pressure around just because his cultivation is higher! No martial virtue at all!"

Bai Lan was not surprised. She patted the system's shoulder reassuringly.

The cultivation world had always been like this. Those with greater strength could do as they pleased.

The Azure Sect's rules forbade fellow disciples from killing one another, but they did not forbid high-level cultivators from intimidating others with their pressure.

But she remembered this grudge.

"I did not want to reveal the secret, but now, I have changed my mind."

Having been injured for no reason at all, she was indeed angry.

She could not handle Xiao Tianqi, but extorting a little something from a mere Daughter of Destiny was as easy as turning her hand for Bai Lan.

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