Chapter 31: Puppet Marionette (Part 2)

After tidying up and resting for a while, combined with the medicine from Mo Baichun, the two of them were mostly recovered.


"Grandfather, do incidents involving calamities often happen around the Southern Valley Marketplace?"


At midnight, Jiang Yuebai played with a small wooden puppet, sitting at the table, and asked Tao Fengnian.


"It's hard to say. Why are you asking about this?"


Jiang Yuebai's small face wrinkled. "I just feel that something is off. I even suspect that all of this was arranged by Mo Baichun."


Tao Fengnian's gaze flickered as he continued to organize the Heartburning Mother Flower.


"You can suspect, but without evidence, you shouldn't make baseless claims. Regardless, the fact remains that she saved us. Moreover, she didn't forcibly take you away, which shows that she isn't domineering or intending to harm you."


"Anyway, I just don't like her."


Jiang Yuebai usually didn't express her dislikes for others, except when talking to Tao Fengnian.


Tao Fengnian smiled bitterly. "Let's consider it building a good relationship. If in the future, you can't stay in the Tianyan Sect, at least you'll have an alternative."


Jiang Yuebai nodded, putting the puppet into her storage pouch.


Tao Fengnian took a breath, placed the Heartburning Mother Flower back into the wooden box, and took out the storage pouches of the black-clad woman and scar-faced man.


"Fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Although it was a close call, unexpected gains were made. However, I must advise you, regardless of what's inside these two storage pouches, you mustn't entertain any malicious thoughts. Life is precious, and whatever is lost can be earned again, understood?"


"Understood, understood. Grandfather, quickly open it and see how many spirit stones are there."


Jiang Yuebai's eyes sparkled, and Tao Fengnian shook his head, chuckling.


After tidying up, Jiang Yuebai exclaimed, "Two hundred and forty-eight low-grade spirit stones, that's a lot!"


Jiang Yuebai was excited, but Tao Fengnian didn't share the same joy. The price was still far from that of a Lifespan Extending Pill.


"Grandfather, put them away quickly, don't let anyone see."


Jiang Yuebai pushed the spirit stones toward Tao Fengnian, who only took half of them.


"As comrades who fought side by side, splitting the spoils evenly is the rule."


"Comrades?" Jiang Yuebai was surprised and widened her eyes.


"Your eyes are big enough, don't make them as wide as cow eyes. Your ability to slay the black-clad female cultivator today truly caught me off guard. I guess I underestimated you, always treating you like a child. I won't do that anymore, Fellow Daoist Jiang."


Jiang Yuebai chuckled and didn't stand on ceremony, putting her half of the spirit stones into her storage pouch.


Besides the spirit stones, there were some talismans and healing and detoxifying pills. Jiang Yuebai took what she could use.


Lastly, there were the white jade xun of the black-clad woman, the scar-faced man's large blade, two manuals, and a packet of thorn seeds.


"This 'Chaotic Soul Record' corresponds to this xun. There's only one tune, not of a high quality, and is classified as a secret technique. The black-clad female cultivator hadn't mastered it completely. If she did, even a listen to this tune would instantly cause our souls to be thrown into chaos, leading to self-inflicted harm."


"This 
'Three Strikes of the Severed Waters' is a top-tier martial technique, consisting of only three strikes, each one a supreme blade technique. The strike that cut my shoulder was one of them. My lock sickle is an eighth-grade spiritual weapon, shattered by her ninth-grade great blade. This shows the power of this blade technique."


Tao Fengnian handed over the two manuals to Jiang Yuebai. "You can take a look if you're interested, but remember, don't bite off more than you can chew. Right now, you should focus on preparing for the Spirit Farming Master exam."


"Sure, I understand the priorities."


"This xun is a specially crafted ninth-grade spiritual weapon. It has the effect of disturbing consciousness and mental focus. Keep it for self-defense. The large blade is too heavy for you; I'll get you a lighter one later. The hatchet probably doesn't suit you either."


Jiang Yuebai quickly protected the hatchet. "No, I find it very usable. Moreover, ninth-grade spiritual weapons are hard for me to manipulate right now. I can't have too many. When my spiritual consciousness is stronger, I can switch weapons. As for the large blade, you can keep it. Didn't we agree to split the spoils evenly?"


Tao Fengnian didn't insist and pushed the last packet of thorn seeds and the two storage pouches to Jiang Yuebai.


"Keep these two storage pouches. Store items separately in the future, having a spare when you lose one. The thorn seeds are a method for low-level Qi refining cultivators, another method besides talismans. The instructions are available on the first floor of the Library Pavilion."


"Lastly, there's the corpse of the Ironback Demon Wolf and those Green Rock Monkeys. I'll handle them when we return. You can keep the meat for yourself, as for the good skins, I'll make a set of leather armor for you. The rest can be sold for spirit stones."


"Grandfather, you're really kind. This trip has indeed been a big gain for us."


"We did gain a lot, but we almost lost our lives. Don't remember the feast and forget the fight. Go rest, and tomorrow morning, change into the attire of a miscellaneous disciple and return to the sect."

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