Sigh~
When would a little Nascent Soul cultivator like me ever get her big break?
Jiang Yujiu sighed inwardly, but on the surface, she continued answering the audience's questions with her sweet smile and voice.
There had once been a senior sister who'd performed a chest-crushing-boulder act just to get more views.
She had to admit, she'd considered that plan too, but in the end, she'd given up on it.
What if they got smaller?!
As she thought about it, she casually glanced to the side.
Hm?
That person carrying a water tank over there... looked like Chi Jiuyu from the Sword Sect.
If she looked like Chi Jiuyu, she'd definitely get a ton of views.
Of course, Jiang Yujiu had only been thinking out loud. After all, impersonating the mysterious Little Martial Uncle Ancestor from the Sword Sect was no different from asking for death.
During the previous Immortal Sect Grand Competition, that Chi Jiuyu had beaten her senior brothers and sisters to a pulp.
She stole a few more glances.
Wait!
That was Chi Jiuyu!
An ordinary person might not have recognized her, but Jiang Yujiu was a disciple of the Immortal Sect and a Charm Cultivator with a keen eye for observation.
That unique, absurd air about her could only belong to Chi Jiuyu!
Chi Jiuyu was actually here, and she was with someone Jiang Yujiu had never seen before!
Jiang Yujiu's heart began to stir. This was a perfect chance to ride her coattails and get more views!
But the moment she took a step, Jiang Yujiu stopped.
Emm...
Knowing Chi Jiuyu's style, if she went over just like that, she'd probably end up in a terrible state.
Chi Jiuyu wouldn't hold back just because she was a Charm Cultivator from the Joyous Union Sect. If anything, she might hit even harder.
While Jiang Yujiu hesitated, Chi Jiuyu and Xu Xing had already headed in the opposite direction.
Seeing that, she gave up.
Forget it, forget it. She'd just ride the wave of attention around that ancient cultivator emerging from seclusion.
Jiang Yujiu turned to her phone screen and flashed a coquettish smile. "All right, I'm heading to the hotel now, so I'll stop here for today~"
She ended the livestream, summoned the iridescent clouds and mist once more, and slowly rose into the sky.
Most of the people around looked up at her, their expressions dazed.
They might usually claim to look down on Charm Cultivators, but how many of them had never "criticized" one in private?
If nobody really watched them, the Joyous Union Sect wouldn't be the most popular sect on the Central Continent.
And the woman before them was a real, living Charm Cultivator, not someone on a computer screen. The last time they'd seen a Charm Cultivator in Mystic Sword City was when the Mystic Moon Pavilion had just opened.
Unfortunately, the city mayor had shut it down in the name of improving the city's appearance.
Feeling the gazes from every direction, Jiang Yujiu was pleased with herself. This was exactly the effect she wanted; otherwise, she wouldn't have floated up so slowly.
"She really hasn't changed." Chi Jiuyu looked back and couldn't help commenting, "But she recognized me. Why didn't she come over to ride my coattails?"
Yes, she'd noticed her just now.
"You were hoping she'd come over so you'd have an excuse to deal with her," Xu Xing said, seeing right through her.
"How could you say that?" Chi Jiuyu blinked innocently.
Meanwhile, Xiao Fan had just quit his job. Since he hadn't even signed a contract and was only a temporary worker, quitting had been easy enough.
He just felt a little bad about Li. Li had treated him well.
As he walked along the path out of the park, he felt rather helpless.
He couldn't go back to school, and he couldn't keep working. It seemed his only option now was to return and continue cultivating.
Suddenly, an elaborately patterned, antique-looking cup in its packaging landed at his feet. The park's logo and a cartoon of Blazing Feather were printed on it.
It was a souvenir sold at the park.
There was a souvenir shop not far to his right. It must have fallen out of there by accident.
Xiao Fan bent down and picked it up, intending to return it. But the moment his hand touched it, an inexplicable flutter stirred in his heart.
This was a treasure.
A wildly absurd thought he couldn't understand appeared in his mind.
"I must be going crazy."
He shook his head, suppressing the ridiculous thought.
This thing had probably just come out of the factory. How could it possibly be a treasure?
He assumed he was overthinking it and carried the cup into the souvenir shop.
"You dropped something."
There was only one salesgirl in the shop, a shy-looking girl of about sixteen or seventeen.
"Oh! I'm, I'm sorry. Thanks for the trouble!"
"No problem. It was nothing."
Xiao Fan glanced around the shop. Besides the few cups displayed on the counter, a whole row sat neatly on the shelf nearby, and every one looked exactly like the one in his hand.
He really had been overthinking it.
Just as he was about to hand the cup back to the salesgirl, that intense flutter stirred in his heart again.
You'll regret giving it away.
"This cup looks pretty nice. How much is it?"
"Huh? Oh! Five Spirit Coins. Look, the pattern on it is modeled after an ancient magic treasure..."
The salesgirl launched into a long-winded sales pitch, no longer shy at all.
From the craftsmanship to the pattern to the cup's ancient history, she turned an ordinary cup into a one-of-a-kind work of art.
"..."
No wonder she'd gotten a job here. She really knew how to sell.
He had to admit, after hearing her pitch, even without that absurd thought, he was a little tempted.
But... he still didn't buy it.
What else could he do?
He only had three Spirit Coins to his name, and she wouldn't give him a discount.
Sigh~
Five Spirit Coins.
Even if it really was a treasure, it wasn't meant for him.
After comforting himself with that thought, Xiao Fan left.
Watching him go, the salesgirl was dumbfounded. She'd pretended to be shy, then spent ages hyping up the cup, and he still hadn't bought it?
What a penniless loser.
She grumbled to herself, put the cup back where it belonged, then poured herself a glass of water.
All that talking had left her parched. Making money these days really wasn't easy.
Just as she was grumbling and sighing to herself, another person walked in. He had an ordinary appearance and a mild air about him. He wore casual clothes, but his leather shoes were polished to a shine.
"I want everything in this shop."
Huh?
Was he that rich?
"Of course." The salesgirl's face blossomed into a radiant smile as she hurried over. "That'll be 879,603 Spirit Coins in total. I'll round it down for you to 879,600. May I ask how you'd like to pay?"
"Card."
The man took out a jade card bearing the emblem of a small golden sword.
Issued by the Sword Sect. Please feel free to counterfeit.
"You certainly have a good eye. Every item we have here is..." the salesgirl said, continuing to sing the shop's praises as she took out a machine and inserted the jade card.
A string of digits appeared on the machine's screen.
Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, ten-thousands, bro, big bro, dad, grandpa, great-grandpa!
The long string of numbers made the salesgirl's head spin.
What kind of big shot was this?!
"Is it done?"
"Almost, almost!"
Facing someone this influential, the salesgirl didn't dare entertain any other thoughts. She transferred 879,000 Spirit Coins and then respectfully handed the jade card back.
"Then everything here belongs to me."
"Of course, it's all yours. We can arrange for some staff to help you—"
"No need."
The salesgirl's vision blurred. When it cleared, the super big shot had vanished, along with every souvenir in the shop.
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