Chapter 67
Chapter 67
Ye Piaoling hurriedly called out to the System.
[Old Sha, get out here, quick!]
Sand Sculpture System: [Coming! The Regent King’s Bed has been detected right beside you. Host, please seize the opportunity and joyfully complete your mission-quack quack quack!]
Ye Piaoling: [You detected the bed, but did you detect the problem with it?]
Sand Sculpture System: [What problem?]
Ye Piaoling: [It bounces me off. Won’t let me get on.]
Sand Sculpture System: […]
Ye Piaoling: [The second I try to lie on it, it flings me away.]
Sand Sculpture System: [Dearie, please wait a moment while the System runs a scan…]
[Ding! Scan complete. There are no quality issues with the bed itself, dearie. This model of bed is just like that.]
[…??]
Are you freaking kidding me??
Ye Piaoling was furious. [Your family’s beds do this? You can’t even lie on it, you can’t even touch it, and you call that no quality issue?!]
Sand Sculpture System: [That isn’t the bed’s problem, dearie.]
The Sand Sculpture System told her, [A Barrier has been placed over the bed. That’s why outsiders can’t get on.]
Ye Piaoling froze.
There was a Barrier on the bed…
Ye Piaoling: [It had to be Di Xiulan!]
Sand Sculpture System: [Presumably, the Host failed to serve him properly. Once he got angry, he stopped letting the Host into bed! Hee hee!]
Ye Piaoling: […]
Ye Piaoling understood now.
That man had realized she had a special fondness for this bed, but he couldn’t figure out what she was plotting. So he had deliberately cast a spell to stop her from achieving her goal.
If she wanted to keep doing the mission, she had to give him an explanation.
If she told him outright that she had a System called Sand Sculpture, and that once she obtained his bed her cultivation would shoot through the roof…
She would definitely be treated like a con artist or a lunatic!
She had to come up with a reasonable excuse and fool him with it!
Ye Piaoling thought for a while.
Then an idea came to her.
She charged out of the room and rushed straight up behind Di Xiulan, questioning him with an innocent look on her face.
“What is going on? Why can’t I get on your bed anymore?!”
The man turned around, his gaze cool and indifferent as it fell on her.
“Why do you need to get on my bed?”
Ye Piaoling said, “Wasn’t I trying to make it easier to change my pants? It’s more convenient to sit on the bed to change. But good grief, the second I sat down, it nearly launched me into the sky!”
Di Xiulan smiled, his tone softening a little.
“Naturally, not just anyone may get on my bed.”
Ye Piaoling said, “But I could get on it before!”
“Precisely because of your existence,” Di Xiulan said with a faint smile, “I discovered that someone had designs on that bed. That is why I placed a Barrier there.”
His expression remained calm as he chuckled softly. “Perhaps that bed is a treasure in itself. Naturally, I can’t let others touch good things.”
After hearing this, Ye Piaoling let out a long sigh.
“Your Highness, I’ll tell you the truth.”
As if she had made some great decision, Ye Piaoling said, “Actually, I noticed it in the Soul-Departing Dream. Your bed and the Big Demon King’s bed are both very strange. It’s like they have some special function. When you lie on them, your mind calms down and your blood flows smoothly, almost like they can prolong your life… Don’t you feel that at all?”
Di Xiulan said, “No.”
Ye Piaoling said, “That’s because you’re used to sleeping on it, so you can’t notice how good it is anymore. But for me, it’s super attractive.”
She lowered her eyes and rubbed her fingers together, saying shyly, “So… do you think I still have a chance to get on it?”
Di Xiulan smiled with a dark, delicate charm. “I told you. If you truly wish to, you may pay to sleep on it.”
Ye Piaoling: “…”
Ye Piaoling gritted her teeth in resentment and asked, “How much to sleep on it once?”
Di Xiulan said, “How much do you make in a day?”
Ye Piaoling said, “On a slow day, three to five hundred taels. On a good day, seven or eight hundred.”
Di Xiulan said, “Fine. Then one thousand taels per sleep.”
When Ye Piaoling heard that, she nearly cursed out loud.
One thousand taels? Why don’t you just rob me?!
The point was, this man wasn’t short on money at all. He was obviously making things difficult for her on purpose.
Ye Piaoling snapped, “Your Highness, even if you’re basing the price on my daily income, you can’t ask for one thousand taels! I don’t even make one thousand taels in a day!”
Di Xiulan said, “Did I ever say you had to come sleep here every day?”
Ye Piaoling said, “…”
Ye Piaoling choked for a moment.
Then she plastered on a smile and began bargaining.
“Um… how about a little cheaper?”
Di Xiulan’s expression was cold. “No.”
Ye Piaoling said, “Then can I buy a monthly package? A quarterly one! If I pay for three months up front, there should be a discount, right?”
She was still more than ninety times short of a hundred. Three months would be just about enough.
Di Xiulan said, “If you can’t bear to pay, then don’t come.”
“…”
Ye Piaoling hurriedly said, “No, no, no! My dear ancestor! If you say one thousand taels, then one thousand taels it is, all right? Worst case, I’ll just work harder to earn money. I should still be able to come sleep here once every two or three days!”
Princess Di gave a cold snort and said nothing more.
But a faint glimmer flashed deep in his dark eyes.
She had suggested a quarterly package, not a yearly one. That meant she only needed three months to accomplish her goal.
Before he figured out what she was truly plotting, he would not let her get her way so easily.
With the deal settled, Ye Piaoling felt terribly melancholy.
She would have to work even harder to make money once she got back.
She had originally thought she could save up a huge sum soon and achieve financial freedom. Now look what had happened.
The Regent King’s bed flashed through her mind…
Damn it, that thing was basically a four-legged gold-devouring beast!!!
…
The next day.
Tianwen Sect.
During theory class, Ye Piaoling and Hua Wuhuang stood outside the study hall as punishment.
Because they hadn’t done their homework.
Hua Wuhuang had dark circles under his eyes, clearly having slept poorly.
Ye Piaoling was worried for him. “Huahua, are you all right?”
Hua Wuhuang said, “Xiao Yezi, hurry up and think. Is there any other way to make that lunatic break off the engagement?”
Ye Piaoling sighed and said, “Marquis Lu really is something else. You can’t beat him in a fight, and even when you try to cuckold him, he can talk himself into accepting it… If nothing else works, why don’t you just tell him you’re actually a man?”
“No!” Hua Wuhuang refused at once. “What if he doesn’t help me keep the secret? My father has been feeling discomfort in his heart meridians lately. A couple days ago, my mother even told me I had to keep up the disguise and not provoke him…”
Not far away, the Ancestral Master, Gu Liuxian, happened to be passing by and spotted the two of them standing in punishment outside the door at a glance.
Even while being punished, they were still chatting away without a care.
Gu Liuxian’s anger flared at once.
“You two! You made a mistake and were punished to stand, yet you’re still whispering to each other! Do you have even the slightest intention of repenting?!”
With an angry roar, Gu Liuxian pointed at them and strode over.
When Ye Piaoling and Hua Wuhuang saw their grandmaster coming, they immediately fell silent.
Both of them lowered their heads at the same time and accepted their grandmaster’s scolding.
Gu Liuxian first glared at Ye Piaoling in irritation, pointed right at her nose, and loudly berated her:
“Every time someone is punished to stand, you’re there!”
“Count for yourself. How many days has it been since the last time you were punished? And now you’re punished again? Huh? Did you learn nothing at all?”
“And to think you have an Immortal Pulse! You possess extraordinary talent, yet you refuse to cultivate properly! Tell me yourself-are you worthy of heaven and earth? Are you worthy of the elders? Are you worthy of everything Tianwen Sect has done to nurture you?!”