Dare Not Accept It

After Jiang Wan followed Venerable Yu Yi out, she sent him a voice transmission midway.

"Master, did you see something when you Soul Searched her just now?

Did whoever instigated her have anything to do with Jiang Yao?"

Venerable Yu Yi shook his head. He found this strange as well.

"The other party must have used some sort of Secret Technique.

When I Soul Searched her, I found that all of Madam Li's memories of contacting that person had been erased."

Jiang Wan: No way, was this the legendary luck-favored female lead, protected by the Heavenly Dao?

She looked up at the sky. Could the Heavenly Dao be behind this?

If it really was the Heavenly Dao, then it had been rather wronged, taking the blame for nothing.

Since Jiang Yao was a reborn woman who had lived for nearly five hundred years in her past life, it was impossible for her not to know any Secret Techniques. Though her current cultivation was lacking, as long as the other party willingly opened their sea of consciousness for her to erase their memories, she could easily do so.

That was why Venerable Yu Yi had not discovered through Soul Searching that Jiang Yao had instructed Madam Li to do it—because Madam Li had willingly erased all those memories.

Jiang Wan did not care. In any case, she was pinning this blame on the Heavenly Dao.

She followed her master to a pavilion. It looked like a small banquet, and everyone inside was a Spirit Transmutation Cultivator.

Their shared trait was that they all knew Venerable Yu Yi and seemed to be on good terms with him.

When they saw Venerable Yu Yi arrive, they all crowded around master and disciple, squeezing Venerable Yu Yi away.

"So you're that little girl with the Innate Lightning Spiritual Root? Your name is Jiang Wan, right? Come, this old man is Venerable Luo Chen. I have something good for you—take this jade pendant.

This is the jade pendant for the future mistress of our Xiao Family. Later, you can pick whichever of my grandsons you like. Choose any one you fancy."

Jiang Wan had just reached out to accept the jade pendant when she gave a start and tossed it right back to Venerable Luo Chen.

While Venerable Luo Chen was still stunned, the others promptly thrust their jade pendants toward her as well.

"This is an Exquisite Jade Pendant. My grandson, blah blah blah..."

"This is a Dragon Phoenix Pendant. My grandson, blah blah blah..."

"This is... my son, blah blah blah..."

Jiang Wan tucked her little hands behind her back and shook her head at all the jade pendants held before her. No, no, she would not take them. Not a single one was any good.

"Master—save me! Someone's snatching children!"

Jiang Wan's tiny body darted left and right through the encirclement. At last, she squeezed out from among a pile of legs, ducked before her master, and hid behind him.

"Master, they want to harm your disciple! Are you going to do anything about it?"

Venerable Luo Chen, who had spoken first, shook his head and returned to his seat. With white hair and the face of a child, he looked thoroughly immortal.

"Ah, Venerable Yu Yi, you've met my grandsons. Isn't the youngest one quite outstanding?"

Venerable Yu Yi rolled his eyes at him.

"Your grandson is already two hundred years old, and you still have the nerve to say that? My little disciple is only three. Beast! Brute!"

Venerable Luo Chen gave a light cough without so much as blushing.

"We cultivators do not fuss over age. In another ten or twenty years, your little disciple will be grown. My grandson still has his primal yang intact—that boy guards his purity like jade. How is he unworthy of your disciple?"

Venerable Yu Yi waved him off.

"Scram, scram. Never bring this up again. When my disciple grows up, she can make her own choice. Don't think you can abduct her while she's little. Not a chance.

Be careful, or she'll strike all you old fellows with lightning!"

Venerable Luo Chen looked full of regret.

"Tell me, how is an old fellow like you so lucky? You actually picked up an Innate Lightning Spiritual Root!"

Venerable Yu Yi said, "My little disciple also has five Mixed Spiritual Roots. You do not mention those at all!"

Venerable Luo Chen waved a hand. "The five Mixed Spiritual Roots can be ignored entirely. First cultivate the Lightning Spiritual Root to its peak. The other five spiritual roots can serve as reserves to replenish Thunder Spiritual Power, so they are no hindrance at all!

It is merely difficult to find a Cultivation Method for Thunder Spiritual Power. If you do not have one, this old man has a set. As long as the little girl becomes my grandson's wife, I'll give the Cultivation Method to her for free.

Not only the Cultivation Method—even the resources of our Xuantian Sect, I'll give them!"

Hiding behind Venerable Yu Yi, Jiang Wan could not resist making a face at Venerable Luo Chen.

"Bleh, bleh, bleh~"

Then she turned to her master. "Master, don't sell me off. I'm very easy to raise.

As for that Thunder Spiritual Power Cultivation Method, my father gave me one before he entered secluded cultivation. I don't need theirs."

Venerable Yu Yi sent his little disciple a voice transmission.

"Did Venerable Leng Feng really give you a Cultivation Method?"

Jiang Wan replied, "Master, I lied to him. I refuse to become a child bride for some old man over two hundred years old."

Venerable Luo Chen coughed violently.

Venerable Yu Yi shot him a sidelong glance. "Serves you right for eavesdropping. My disciple is unwilling, so this matter is over.

Can't you offer something actually good? Stop trying to fool children with those shabby betrothal jade pendants."

Helpless, Venerable Luo Chen could only put away the betrothal jade pendant. Then he took a jade box from his sleeve and said:

"Since you do not want the betrothal jade pendant, then only this Obstacle Breaking Pill is suitable for you.

Obstacle Breaking Pill: Breaks all inner demons and obstacles; exceptionally effective below the Golden Core realm."

Jiang Wan's eyes lit up, and she nodded her little head. This was not bad.

"Thank you, Venerable Luo Chen."

Seeing that Venerable Luo Chen had put away his betrothal jade pendant, the others could only reluctantly put theirs away as well and replace them with other valuable gifts.

By the time everyone had taken a turn, she had received quite a few good things.

"Little one, come. I have something good here. Try these two little gourds. Whichever one you like, I'll give it to you!"

The Wine Sword Immortal had a large gourd slung over his back. He took out two small gourds, each containing ten jin of fine wine, and let Jiang Wan choose.

Jiang Wan looked at the two little gourds.

"Senior, children never make choices. I want both!"

The Wine Sword Immortal's mouth twitched. As expected of that old fellow Venerable Yu Yi's disciple—she had exactly the same temperament.

"You can have them, but you have to taste them first. What if they're not good?"

Jiang Wan felt that made sense, but this old man did not look like a good person!

He looked like one of those kidnappers who lured children with sweets before carrying them off.

Jiang Wan took a palm-sized little gourd, pulled out its stopper, and poured herself a cup.

Then she took out the other one and poured herself another cup.

She sniffed the two cups with her little nose, then pointed at them and said:

"This cup smells like fruit, while this one smells like pear blossoms."

The Wine Sword Immortal's eyes brightened, and he urged her to taste them.

Jiang Wan drank the fruit wine first, then the pear blossom wine.

They tasted crisp and sweet upon entering her mouth, but burned hot as they went down her throat.

The Wine Sword Immortal watched her drink both cups one after another, staring curiously at her.

"Which one tastes better?"

Jiang Wan tilted her head and blinked. She felt as though she were floating. Then she gave the old man before her a silly grin.

"Pear Blossom White tastes good, and the fruit wine tastes good too. But blossoms come before fruit, so Pear Blossom White tastes even better. Hic~!"

She turned to leave, and the Wine Sword Immortal burst into laughter. He rose, bent down, and hung both little wine gourds at her waist.

"This little girl is quite interesting. You can have both."

Jiang Wan reached out and patted his face.

"Hehehe, White-Bearded Grandpa, come, I'll help you—cross the road!"