The Heavenly Derivation Sect.
Humming a little tune, Qinghe lounged in a rocking chair, leisurely sipping freshly squeezed spirit fruit juice.
Having Spirit Stones felt absolutely wonderful!
Though she couldn't bear to drink one bottle and pour another away, she could drink one cup after another!
That felt just as good~
Although Chu Xingchen had put a stop to their pill speculation, they had still made quite a few Spirit Stones before he stopped them.
Most importantly, for once, Granny Bai hadn't recovered the illicit proceeds.
Qinghe guessed it might have been because Cui Hao was involved.
If Granny Bai forcibly took back her Spirit Stones, even without mentioning Cui Hao, he would probably have handed his Spirit Stones over voluntarily.
Of course, it was also possible that Granny Bai had suddenly been overcome by kindness.
Whatever the case, she had made a glorious haul this time~
Qinghe leisurely turned her gaze toward Cui Hao, who was teaching Zhou Ping to read across from her.
She hadn't had any Spirit Stones coming in for quite a few days, and her private stash was running low.
Qinghe sat up and asked Cui Hao:
"Do you have any other good ideas for making Spirit Stones?"
Cui Hao stopped his brush and looked up at Qinghe with a somewhat helpless gaze.
Ever since he had started teaching someone to read, he had begun to understand the baffled look his Eldest Senior Sister wore when teaching him to cultivate.
That look roughly meant-Do you people actually have brains?
Cui Hao had studied under renowned scholars and Great Confucians since childhood, and naturally, he had had classmates.
One of his classmates had been so stupid that the memory remained fresh in his mind.
Their teacher would always keep that classmate behind for private tutoring after