Chapter 143: Oh~~ It's Sister~

The time when everyone else was resting during the holidays was precisely when merchants were busiest.

After finishing work tonight, Li Wanyin prepared the sweet soup as usual and set up her stall at eight o’clock.

Taking the heavy holiday crowds into account, she had prepared a little more sweet soup than usual.

She had been setting up her stall for twelve consecutive days. Compared with when she had first begun, Li Wanyin was now clearly an experienced hand. From preparing the ingredients and setting up the stall to serving customers, packing orders, and taking payments, every movement was swift and practiced.

Suddenly, Chu Xinghe saw the Blackmail Investigation skill and the hundred Work Points on the panel. He turned a cold gaze toward Director Liu’s office.

In the World of Chaos, one god had resolved that world-ending crisis while possessing only a trace of divine power. He really ought to have used his brain. If Poseivani were so easy to deal with, how could it possibly have been left to him?

But as far as he was concerned, so long as no higher-ups from the Cloud Herb Hall intervened, a few elders from Jiangcheng posed no threat to him whatsoever.

After suffering such a severe lesson once, would the Celestial Profound Sword Sect really give them another chance? Besides, one must not forget that the sack of Sky Sword City had succeeded only because of special circumstances.

“I’m the one who bought him. If you want to take them away, you’ll have to ask whether I agree!” I said coldly.

He took out five taels of silver and handed them to Village Head Tian and Granny Tian. “The silver I saved before was all given to Sini the last time I came. Now this is all I have on hand. I want to renovate the two rooms where Sini lives and buy some furniture and daily necessities.”

In the desert, the rivers resembled streams of sand. They gathered wildly, filling the sand pits and continuing to pile up until they formed shapes resembling hemispheres.

However, none of these were serious problems. In theory, with his previous work experience, he was already fully qualified for the job; there was no need for him to learn these things.

In his eyes, it was merely a tiny patch of land. A crude thatched hut had been built there, with a few simple farming tools scattered outside.

Packing the three portions of medicinal ingredients had cost Ye Chen more than two million in total. He now had only a little over a million left on him. That might have been a considerable sum to an ordinary person, but to Ye Chen, it was nowhere near enough.

Under Hou Yuan’s horrified gaze, Mu Yang gathered energy in his palm and struck more than a dozen places across Hou Yuan’s body. He then bent down and drove a giant-toothed dagger into him, cleverly avoiding his vital points. Overwhelmed by excruciating pain he could not resist, Hou Yuan passed out.

This man was Yan Kuanshan, the village chief of Yan Family Village. He completely ignored the Hundred-Biting Wolf King’s claws reaching for his chest. Even after his chest had been pierced, he wrapped all four limbs tightly around the beast. With his dying breath, he shouted a final sentence, then used the momentum of his entire body’s explosive strength to send man and beast plunging rapidly toward the bottom of the pit.

After putting down his backpack, he picked up a rag and wiped the table and windows. He then gave the floor a quick sweep. Although the location was not particularly good, cleanliness still mattered. A customer’s impression was important.

Su Tang, who had lived for more than half her life, knew herself very well. She now felt that Teacher Yang must have misunderstood her somehow.

That was right. Zhao Shuang directed Rou Niang to use paper, shake it, and toss it about, behaving in a way that was utterly incomprehensible. Even Elder Dong, a man who adored tea, had never seen tea brewed in such a manner.

Qiu Shuisheng cupped his hands and said, “Miss Zhao, everyone has worked hard traveling these past few days. Get some proper rest. We’ll be entering the city first thing tomorrow morning. I’ll take my leave.” With that, he entered the courtyard and went to his room.

It was said that after Teacher Wang learned of the matter, his high blood pressure acted up. He canceled all his morning classes and stayed home to recuperate.

The shopkeeper smiled and nodded at Elder Dong, then cast a cold, sidelong glance at Zhao Shuang and Rou Niang before beginning to brew the tea.

“How did you know? Wasn’t the chat room closed?” Rong Di felt as though his thoughts had been seen through.

In the second year of the Dao Era under Emperor Zhaoming of the Zhao-Song dynasty, and the second year of the Manifest Way era of Western Xia, during the seventh month, Li Yuanhao sat in the imperial palace at Xingqing Prefecture pondering the great questions of life—or rather, deciding whom to appoint as the commanding general for the campaign to destroy Gusi Luo.