Chapter 82: Slacking Off, Day Eighty-Two
In the end, Wen Ying sold off all those broken carts.
And then, Wen Ying ended up with a huge pile of spirit stones again.
Well, that was great. Not only did she make back the money she spent buying out the stalls, but she even recouped the money she had squandered beforeāand then some.
…Li Bai truly didn’t lie to her: “Heaven has made us talents; we’re not made in vain. A thousand gold coins spent, more will turn up again.”
Although she successfully disposed of the large trash, Wen Ying now had this massive pile of spirit stones taking up space in her storage.
If she had known this would happen, she would have been better off chopping the carts into firewood.
At least firewood could be burned, and once burned, it was gone. What use were spirit stones besides taking up space!
Looking at the pile of spirit stones, Wen Ying sighed and could only store them in the pocket dimension within her sleeve.
At that moment, Xiao Hei walked back happily with elegant cat steps, carrying a large pile of things in his mouth.
With the pile of purchased goods in his mouth, he leaped agilely onto the shop table.
Xiao Hei placed the items on the table, rolled over as if exhausted, and meowed coquettishly at Wen Ying a few times.
What he said was: “Master, help me carry these things~”
“You’re done buying?” Wen Ying asked.
“Meow.” Xiao Hei stretched lazily. “Meow meow meow~”
“I’m done. Master, help me carry them~”
Wen Ying rolled her eyes at Xiao Hei. “Carry your own things.”
“Meow meow meow meow~” Xiao Hei continued to roll around and act cute.
“Nooo, I know Master’s sleeves are very big. Help me out~”
Wen Ying looked at Xiao Hei coldly.
Under her gaze, Xiao Hei got a little scared and involuntarily straightened his legs.
“Scram.” Wen Ying ruthlessly spat out a single word.
What to do when encountering a bratty child?
Discipline! Must be disciplined! If once doesn’t work, discipline twice.
“Shen Linfeng, sorry to trouble you just now.” Wen Ying turned to ask Shen Linfeng, “Do you want to look around some more?”
Not only did he help pick up vegetables, but later when too many people were fighting to buy carts, Shen Linfeng also helped maintain order, collecting money, pushing carts, and so on.
Shen Linfeng shook his head and handed over a note: “Helping you is not trouble. I don’t need to look around anymore.”
Wen Ying looked at the note, her gaze deepening slightly.
But the next moment, she returned to normal. “Since everyone is done looking around, let’s go back.”
She bought a huge pile of things today, and they were still messy in her pocket dimension. It would take some time to organize them after returning.
Especially those things from the street stalls; she needed to examine them carefully.
…
After returning to her room, Wen Ying first gave the pile of medicine to Shen Linfeng, then gave the pile of magical artifacts to Xiao Hei.
Of course, neither Shen Linfeng nor Xiao Hei had their own living quarters. So Shen Linfeng put the medicine on the shelf in Wen Ying’s room, while Xiao Hei took the magical artifacts, along with the pile of things he bought himself, to Wen Ying’s cave dwelling.
As for Wen Ying, she first placed the brand-new “clickbait marketing account” style storybooks together with the previous ones, then began to organize the things she bought from the street stalls.
Because she was in a hurry earlier, Wen Ying basically bought everything without even looking at what they were. Now, looking at them, they were indeed worthy of street stallsātruly extraordinary.
Some stalls sold magical artifactsāthere were whisks that shed hair with a single flick, long swords that had never been sharpened, and spears with bent tips.
Some stalls sold spirit fruitsāthere were “Gas-Release Fruits” that made you fart all day, “Tonsure Fruits” that made your hair fall out, and “Foot-Cleansing Fruits” that cured athlete’s foot upon consumption.
Besides these things that were somewhat related to cultivation, there were even more daily miscellaneous goods, like vases, basins, wooden combs, and even spittoons and chamber pots.
Wen Ying felt like she had bought back a general store.
Even more ridiculously, there were people selling dry grass, rags, and even foxtail grass.
They really dared to sell anything. If they hadn’t met a sucker like Wen Ying, she seriously doubted they could sell any of it.
After searching for a long time, Wen Ying didn’t find anything valuable.
Sigh, her poor pocket dimension was going to turn into a recycling station again, helplessly piling up trash.
Just as Wen Ying was planning to sort this trash back into her pocket dimension, her hand holding the foxtail grass suddenly paused.
Foxtail grass… if she remembered correctly, in Elder Mo Ru’s class previously, he seemed to have mentioned a “Single Dog Pill” that required foxtail grass to refine.
Actually, when Wen Ying was investigating the “Great Strength Pill,” she discovered a strange phenomenon. This Great Strength Pill seemed to be further refined from another type of pill. However, as someone with max-level alchemy skills, Wen Ying completely failed to recognize that base pill.
Thinking about it now, in this world, the only pill Wen Ying hadn’t heard of was that unseen “Single Dog Pill.”
Moreover, there was a large amount of foxtail grass on this stall… to use Xu Huang’s words, when multiple coincidences come together, it’s no longer a coincidence.
After investigating everything, Wen Ying could only wait for the official start of the Trial of Immortals Assembly the next day.
She was determined to throw the match in the first round and withdraw directly from this boring tournament!
In every previous victory until the end, it wasn’t just to face the counterattacks of the male and female leads. More importantly, it was to stop Xu Mofeng’s conspiracyāhe wanted to awaken a legendary ancient demon lord, devour the spiritual power of all cultivators, and ascend rapidly.
A big demon lord!
Sounds like a very important unlockable new character.
Screw his trashy counterattack missions.
This time, before killing Xu Mofeng, Wen Ying was going to take a good look at this unlocked demon lord and see what kind of character he was!
…
Wen Ying really didn’t expect it.
Before the competition the next day even arrived, just as Wen Ying finished teaching Wang Goudan how to cook and came out of the dining hall, she saw many strange things.
First, the Xun Xian Sect dining hall was packed.
Not only did the Xun Xian Sect disciples, whose cultivation had already reached the level of abstaining from food (inedia), come to mooch food as usual, but even disciples from other sects were flocking to the dining hall to join the fun.
Wen Ying vaguely heard their sloganā
“Charge! I heard the Xun Xian Sect has a mysterious God of Cookery whose food is delicious! Eating it is earning it!”
God of Cookery…
That image imagined by the disciples to pin their hopes on?
The power of the mind is truly strong. As long as you believe there is a God of Cookery, the food will taste good.
Second, the entrance to the Forbidden Area was full of kneeling disciples.
She could vaguely identify them as disciples from various sects participating in the Trial of Immortals Assembly. Mixed in were a few contestants from her own sect, such as Xu Huang, Feng Sixuan, and Long Musheng.
They were chanting: “Praying for the blessing of the God of Exams…”
Wen Ying: “…”
God of Exams, another image imagined by the disciples.
Unexpectedly, even the male and female leads believed in this.
Feudal superstition is undesirable. If everyone comes to pray for victory, who will the God of Exams bless? Everyone can’t win…
Finally, and most importantly.
When Wen Ying returned to the door of her room, she found it surrounded by people.
There were disciples from other sects as well as her own.
“Senior Sister, Senior Sister! I heard that buying things from you brings good luck! Do you still have anything to sell?!”
Is this the charm of an internet-famous shop?
It was clearly closed, yet people were begging for it to open…
Even the disciples who usually despised Wen Ying put aside their grudges in the face of “Koi Fish Good Luck.”
Wen Ying was about to say she didn’t have anything left, but suddenly remembered the pile of trash in her pitiful pocket dimension.
If… she could dispose of that trash in exchange for a small amount of spirit stones, it wouldn’t be a bad thing.
“Wait a moment.” Wen Ying pushed through the crowd, walked into her room, and turned to close the door.
Before opening shop, she needed to prepare a little. Incidentally, she also needed to explain things to Shen Linfeng inside the room.
A short while later, Wen Ying’s door opened again.
Behind the door hung three lines of large charactersā
“Everything is one low-grade spirit stone each! Everything is one low-grade spirit stone!”
And in front of Wen Ying was a large table.
On the table was a variety of general merchandise. Magical artifacts, spirit fruits, and even daily necessitiesāeverything one could need.
“Come, come, don’t miss out as you pass by! Clearance sale! Everything is one low-grade spirit stone each! Everything is one low-grade spirit stone!” Wen Ying extended her hand, gesturing to the goods before her.
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