Fairy!

"Senior, you've already lost."

"Why did I lose?"

Ye Hong pointed at the chessboard and said, "Look, one, two, three, four, five, exactly five pieces."

“…This round doesn’t count.”

When the two were at loggerheads, Ye Wanqing appeared at the right time, shook her head slightly, and said helplessly: "How can they quarrel over a game of Go?"

Ye Hong and Yu Er looked at each other, and finally said in unison: "Best of three."

Then they each placed their chess pieces and continued playing chess.

Chapter 63 Eat You

Most of the immortal sects place their mountain gates on the top of isolated mountains. This way, the surrounding spiritual energy is rich and they are not easily affected by worldly disturbances.

But there are always exceptions. The Xuanhuo Sect believes in "opening the door for business and welcoming guests from all directions", so they set up their sect in the fairy city - Zhurong City.

This place is commonly known as "Huoshenshan". According to local people, there is a "fire dragon vein" surging underground.

To put it bluntly, it is actually a group of active volcanoes.

The volcano brought fertile volcanic ash to the local area, transformed the once poor soil in the basin and mountainous areas, and also created rich mineral resources, ranging from pearls, jade and gems to various mineral veins, all of which are gifts from God.

For example, the Yuhua Magic Stone inlaid on Ye Hongjian is a rare gem formed by the cooling and solidification of rainwater in the air after a volcanic eruption, reversing water and fire.

Monks with fire spiritual roots gathered here to practice sword-making, weapon refining, and medicine refining... Various fire-related industries also flourished since then.

It is because of this that Xuanhuo Sect has become what it is today.

As soon as the group from Hua Sect got off the plane, they were met with warm hospitality from the lower sect. The leader was a middle-aged man named Xu, and he was an elder of Xuanhuo Sect. Although he looked ordinary and had average looks, his cultivation had already reached the Nascent Soul stage.

After the two sides greeted each other, a welcoming banquet was held as per custom.

Ye Hong originally wanted to take his mother for a walk, but Yu'er stopped him and signaled him and Wanqing to follow the main group first. Originally, this welcoming banquet was to facilitate the Hua Sect and Xuanhuo Sect to discuss various matters, and family members were not allowed to be brought along.

It's just that the eight sects are of the same blood and work together in attack and defense. Everyone turned a blind eye to the little guy Ye Hong, the true disciple of the Qiuye Sect, and no one intended to stop him from taking the seat.

After all, he is both a top-grade and has a single water spiritual root. You know, Huazhou hasn't seen a top-grade single water spiritual root for many years. He is a one-in-a-million favored child of heaven with a bright future. There is no need to make trouble for him.

Everyone took their seats. During the meal, Elder Xu first expressed his gratitude to Elders Xie Chunlin and Xie Fanghua for coming. Then there was another feast, with people coming and going. After a while, they started talking about business tacitly.

Ye Wanqing was also assigned a purchasing task this time. With her personality, she would be responsible for everything she was asked to do and strive for perfection. So she listened and took notes silently. On the way here, she had already looked at the purchase order she was holding and found that there was still a big difference between the market price and the final purchase price agreed upon by both parties.

In fact, these are some unwritten rules.

The lower sects serve the upper sects and must treat them according to the established etiquette. Even female disciples must be selected by the upper sects first. Therefore, the seven sects are all dominated by men and weak by women. It cannot be said that there are no female disciples, but it can be said that there are very few of them.

Correspondingly, the upper sect should show appropriate generosity when dealing with the lower sect, bargain less, and give more spirit stones as support to the lower sect, which can be regarded as a generous act and due obligation.

Ye Hong was not very good at dealing with such situations. He just kept eating the dishes silently. Yu'er squeezed next to him and Wanqing, and asked the mother and son to help pick up the dishes she wanted to eat.

Ye Hong couldn't help but remind him, "This black chicken and white phoenix seems to be stewed with ginseng. Do you still want to eat it?"

"eat!"

Yu'er didn't care at all. She was gnawing on the chicken leg with a grunt, not caring about her image at all. What she did was really incompatible with her delicate little face.

But the strange thing is that no one dared to comment on her.

Ye Hong couldn't bear it any longer and wiped the oil off her mouth with his sleeve.

After eating and drinking, he found an excuse to slip out.

The moment he walked out of the door, he felt the heat outside and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. He felt much more relaxed. After walking a few steps, he found someone tapping his shoulder from behind. He turned around and saw that it was Yu'er who followed him out.

"Why, you don't like crowded places like this?" she asked.

"Not really."

Ye Hong raised his hand and placed it on the carefully carved hardwood railing. He stood on the attic and looked at the street scene in the distance. There were wisps of smoke rising from every shop, every scene, and every street. This was because someone was forging swords, refining medicine, or practicing weapons.

This city has thirty-six shops and ninety-four realms in the four corners. The shop-realm system is a system unique to the fairy city, which is roughly equivalent to the market system in the human world. Each shop-realm has its own "shop chief" and "realm master", most of whom are long-established monks. From this perspective, it seems more like people's representatives and community autonomy.

Yu'er looked down at the shops along the street with him. Then, she turned around and slapped the child on the back, and asked, "Why? Is it because you don't like your mother to attend such occasions?"

"Senior, that's not the case." Ye Hong replied with a smile: "My mother has to realize her own value. She can't revolve around me all her life, right?"

Yu'er snorted and smiled, without commenting.

He paused and continued, "I just happened to remember a sentence I heard someone say before. In a sect, if there are people practicing, there must be people doing chores. But whether it is practicing or doing chores, it is all within the sect..."

Yu Er glanced at him, "Who said that? You said that?"

Although he is still young, he sees things more clearly than many people who have lived a long time.

"Zhao Benshan said so."

The two talked in low voices. Yu'er felt tired, so she rode on his neck as if it was a matter of course, twisting his ears to the sides. So Ye Hong took her off his back and held her in his arms.

"I've told you so many times, Senior, I'm not your mount."

"Hehe, you are my mount, I won't treat you badly, how about giving you a bite?" She narrowed her eyes and said temptingly: "Take a bite and your power will increase greatly."

"...Senior, you don't look like a ginseng spirit at all." Ye Hong couldn't help but complain: "Normally speaking, don't ginseng spirits hate being eaten by others?"

She said nonchalantly: "Even if I am eaten, I still have leaves and flowers. If my fruit cannot be eaten, then it will lose its meaning of existence."

Blooming, bearing fruit, withering, the seeds take root and sprout, starting the next cycle, and so on and so forth. The meaning of the fruit’s existence is just an intermediate stage of life, but if it is eaten, it will become more valuable, and this is its “meaning to others.”

Ye Hong was very surprised, "Senior, are you sure you are not a saint?"

"What saint?"

"Then let me ask it another way. If someone were to stew a chicken with you, what would you do?"

"Of course I'll kill him."

Ye Hong laughed dumbly and asked, "If it's not eaten, it's meaningless?"

She raised her face and looked at him as if he was a fool. "You are so stupid. You are my mount, and now you are so weak. If you were about to be beaten to death, would I not give you food?"

This is the significance of this plant clone.

Faced with such kindness, Ye Hong could only sigh, "Senior, you are so kind."

Yu Er seemed to be totally unconcerned. "Tell me more about what ginseng essence should be like?"

Ye Hong thought about it and talked about his stereotype, "In my impression, ginseng spirits are generally kind-hearted. After transforming, they appear as white-bearded old men or children in red bellybands."

"…The soil is dead."

Chapter 64: Not Home

By the afternoon, everyone had their own business to do and their own responsibilities. Ye Wanqing also received a few pieces of jade with words on them as tokens of trust. After negotiating with the Xuanhuo Sect, she went to a nearby shop to pick up the goods that the sect needed.

The two parties adopted a credit sales method similar to commercial credit. The immortals were paid in advance by the Xuanhuo Sect, and after they were all prepared, they would collect the spirit stones from the Hua Sect. To be more precise, the immortal qi stones.

This kind of jade piece is the "contract", which means they are the same once they are together. Then the shapes are divided into two types: the first kind of "jade quality" is used for buying and selling large goods and is larger in shape; the second kind of "jade agent" is used for buying and selling magic weapons, rare items and is smaller in shape. They are all made by the Xuanhuo Sect and managed by a dedicated person.

What Ye Wanqing received was the "Jade Medicine". Holding her son's hand and with Yu'er by her side, she went directly to the corresponding store. To be honest, this was the first time she had such a huge sum of money in her hands. After walking through the streets and alleys, she finally got what the sect wanted.

The mother and son were walking on the street, and when they were about to meet up with the crowd, suddenly, a female beggar appeared in their sight. She was wearing tattered clothes, and her hair almost covered her face.

Ye Hong felt very strange, "Why are there beggars in the Immortal City?"

At worst, isn't he a cultivator who has already completed the process of drawing Qi into the body?

Yu Er rolled her eyes at him and twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, "You really are a young master who doesn't know the sufferings of the world!"

Then, she narrowed her eyes and said, "Self-cultivation, the more you cultivate, the poorer you become. The poorer you become, the more you cultivate."

In the end, if one can no longer make ends meet and is unable to repay debts, then he will become a beggar in the world of immortals, causing himself to sink down the social ladder. There are precedents of him helping mortals catch ghosts and kill people.

Ye Hong remembered that there seemed to be professional beggars in modern society. It’s not that they can’t make a living, they just treat begging as a job.

"Please be kind, everyone. I haven't eaten for several days." At this moment, the weak voice of the female beggar sounded.

Hearing this voice, Ye Hong was suddenly stunned, stopped unconsciously, and then looked at his mother at the same time.

Wait, why does this voice sound so familiar?

The mother and son didn't have many acquaintances in the world of immortal cultivation, and they could be counted on one hand...

Yu'er, who was following the mother and son, also stopped in the air and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Give me a moment."

So he walked forward, took out a fairy stone, and placed it in her open hand.

"Thank you, thank you benefactor!" She clenched her hands and pretended to kowtow.

However, the moment their eyes met, both of them were stunned.

To outsiders, the fairy in white with a veil, accompanied by a spirit in the Nascent Soul stage, has a pair of bright eyes staring quietly at a kind-hearted young man and a down-and-out stinky beggar not far away. The three intersect to form a picture with strong contrast and visual impact.

……

The female beggar ate some fasting pills and then washed off all the dirt on her body. After washing, she changed into new clothes and her face became rosy. Finally, her true appearance was revealed. Who else could it be but Qin Xianglian?

Ye Hong thought to himself, this is really a case of searching for something in vain, but finally finding it without any effort. Perhaps this has something to do with Ye Wanqing's extraordinary "luck".

The three of them sat opposite each other, with Ye Hong holding Yu'er in his arms.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on her, Qin Xianglian could not help but lower her head and tearfully confess her sorrow to her fellow villagers.

The story began before the Ascension Conference. At that time, she was worried that her son Shen Bai would not pass, so she bought an "immortal pill" on credit from a pharmacist. The two parties agreed that if he did not pass, she would not charge him any money.

Unexpectedly, this was the beginning of the disaster.

At this time, Qin Xianglian's face was full of regret, "Sister Ye, I really regret not listening to you!"

Ye Wanqing had no expression on her face and quietly held Ye Hong's hand. What would happen next would probably be that thing. Whether it was true or false, the truth would soon be revealed.

I used to think I had gotten a great deal, but later I realized it was simply a contract to sell my body.

The debt of fifty immortal qi stones was like a rope tied around Shen Bai's neck, making it hard for him to breathe, and as the interest compounded, the debt became larger and larger.

In addition, the Jianghu pharmacist was also making arrangements for someone else. The real mastermind behind this was a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage, who called himself "Fire Pill Taoist". In the name of "apprenticeship", he demanded the "apprenticeship fee" of three thousand Immortal Qi Stones from Shen Bai, and then he continued to collect fees from various so-called "magic pills". In the end, he really could not pay off all the debt.

Yu'er suddenly said, "This person is not a good person. The fire pill is a means to subdue people. After taking it, you must be obedient, otherwise you will die from the pill."

Ye Hong frowned, wondering what the difference was between this and the telecommunications fraud in foreign countries that restricted personal freedom and even threatened personal safety?