Chapter 112
Chapter 112
After saying that, he glanced again at the little girl climbing out of the dirt pit with a small iron hammer in hand.
When she had jumped down, her movements had been clean and decisive. But climbing back up now was a bit of a struggle. Her long legs kicked at the side of the pit several times like a dog paddling before she barely managed to crawl out, covered in dust from head to toe.
For some reason, Shen Zhuoyang suddenly pictured a little puppy that had just buried its precious bone and was climbing back out of the hole.
At the thought, he smiled. “Little Fellow Daoist, don’t be so impulsive in the future. Just now, even Master Quede hadn’t said anything, and you jumped down there with a hammer in your hand. If something had happened, I’m afraid it would have been very difficult for anyone to protect you.”
Master Quede couldn’t help but say, “If she can’t protect herself, then no one here can protect her.”
And if there really were something capable of threatening Xia Sheng, then if Xia Sheng died, everyone present would probably be killed by that thing too.
Shen Zhuoyang blinked. “Master, what did you just say?”
The surroundings were noisy, and Master Quede hadn’t spoken loudly just now, so Shen Zhuoyang hadn’t heard him clearly.
But Master Quede did not repeat himself.
Only Xia Sheng spoke expressionlessly. “Thank you for the advice, Mr. Shen. This junior will keep it firmly in mind.”
Seeing how obedient and well-behaved Xia Sheng was, Shen Zhuoyang nodded in satisfaction. “Good. You’re teachable.”
Master Quede: “…”
It’s not even certain who’s teaching whom.
Not long after, Shen Zhuoyang left with his team.
Only after the group had gone did Master Quede ask Xia Sheng, “Why did you hide your true strength just now?”
“I just don’t want to invite trouble.”
To be honest, Xia Sheng didn’t know the exact reason herself. It was only because, before her master passed away, he had told her to avoid contact with people from the Special Management Bureau as much as possible. Otherwise, there was a very good chance she’d be hunted down for the rest of her life by some old woman.
Xia Sheng didn’t know who the old woman her master mentioned was, but she guessed that woman was probably the main reason her master had lived in seclusion and only dared to raise her in a small mountain village.
Maybe her master owed someone a romantic debt. For example, he might have slept with some girl and then refused to take responsibility.
Judging by what Xia Sheng knew of her master, he really might have done something like that.
If that person discovered her identity, it might bring her trouble, so it was better not to have any contact with them.
Seeing that Xia Sheng didn’t want to say more, Master Quede asked instead, “Was all the Yin Energy in that jade absorbed by you?”
Xia Sheng didn’t hide it. “Yes. I have an Extreme Yin Body. I can absorb Spiritual Energy, as well as all the Yin Baleful Qi in the world, and use them as nourishment for cultivation.”
Master Quede had been shocked too many times tonight. By now, his heart was as still as water.
Even if Xia Sheng said Master Quede was an immortal, and said she herself could ascend to the heavens, Master Quede felt like he would believe it.
While the two were talking, Song Huaiming had already organized the people on site to replant the palm tree. Then he came over and asked Xia Sheng, “Little Celestial Master, does that mean my hotel’s problem has been completely resolved?”
Xia Sheng nodded. “Your hotel doesn’t have any other issues anymore. Master Quede has also already checked the feng shui for you.
“From now on, your hotel is sure to prosper.”
If anyone else had said the hotel was sure to prosper, Song Huaiming might have thought it was just flattery.
But coming from Xia Sheng, those words carried real weight.
Song Huaiming was immediately overjoyed. “Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master! How much would be appropriate for your fee this time?”
“Five thousand is fine.” Xia Sheng had always charged according to the size of the job.
It was just that the wealthy people she’d dealt with before had always thrown money around freely, and every time, they paid her quite a lot.
Song Huaiming wasn’t stingy either. He nodded and said, “Understood. Five million. I’ll have someone transfer it to you right away.”
Xia Sheng: “?”
How did you know that was the amount?
Seeing that Song Huaiming clearly came from money and didn’t care about a sum like this, Xia Sheng accepted it. She planned to donate one million of it in Song Huaiming’s name to children in the mountain regions when she got back, which could also help him accumulate a bit more Merit.
Although Song Huaiming had saved lives fighting fires in his earlier years, and the Merit on him was already dazzlingly radiant, no one ever complained about having too much Merit.
After the money was transferred, Song Huaiming asked again, “Little Celestial Master, after that Old Daoist escaped today, will he come looking for trouble with me?”
Xia Sheng glanced at his face and said, “No. But a person’s fate can change at any time, so just in case, I’ll still give you one of my Talismans. Keep it on you at all times. If something happens, tear up that Talisman, and I’ll appear by your side.”
“Thank you so much!”
Xia Sheng took out her tools from her bag and drew a Talisman for Song Huaiming on the spot.
When Daoist Quede saw her pull so many tools out of such a small crossbody bag, he couldn’t help asking, “Little Celestial Master, how can your bag hold so many things?”
“It has a Spatial Talisman on it.”
Xia Sheng said it lightly, but those few casual words set off a storm in Master Quede’s heart.
Just how many miraculous treasures did this young girl still have that he didn’t know about?
After Xia Sheng finished drawing the Talisman, Daoist Quede asked, “Little Celestial Master, can I buy Talismans from you too?”
Xia Sheng nodded. “Of course. Two hundred each.
“If you want to know exactly what kinds I have, you can ask President Lan.
“You two can place a joint order, and I can draw them all at once.”
“Yes, yes, yes!” Master Quede had never expected Xia Sheng’s Talismans to be this cheap. He agreed at once, then quickly asked, “Little Celestial Master, can your Talismans be purchased in bulk? I want to give a few life-saving ones to every disciple in the Mystic Studies Association.”
The Mystic Sect had been in decline for years, and in recent times, countless disciples of the Mystic Sect had died at the hands of Fierce Ghosts.
If possible, he wanted to make a large bulk purchase and secure at least some benefit for the disciples.
“Yes. Just make me a list when the time comes of how many you need. I can draw about two hundred Talismans a day.”
Drawing Talismans consumed Spiritual Power. It wasn’t that Xia Sheng lacked that much Spiritual Power; it was just that if she drew too many, her hand would get sore easily.
Master Quede immediately agreed, already planning to go back and discuss buying Talismans with Lan Chenghai.
That old man really was something else. Talismans were so cheap here with the Little Celestial Master, yet that old man had only bought a small batch to hand out to the elders and some senior core members.
If he’d known earlier that the Little Celestial Master’s Talismans were this cheap, he would’ve come to buy them long ago!
As he thought this, the idea of pulling Xia Sheng into the Mystic Studies Association surfaced in his mind again.
With such a massive pillar to lean on, if they could bring her into the Mystic Studies Association and let everyone latch on, then wouldn’t their association be able to swagger sideways through the Ghost Realm from now on?
But before he could say anything, Xia Sheng seemed to see right through what he was about to ask and said, “I won’t join any official or unofficial organization.”
At those words, Master Quede instantly deflated.
But when he thought about how many high-quality Talismans they’d have available in the future, his mood improved again.
The Mystic Sect had been in decline for a hundred years. Now, at last, there was a glimmer of hope that it might recover some of its former glory.