Chapter 45
Chapter 45
Xia Sheng glanced at him and said, “You indeed didn’t physically harm anyone, but you caused quite a bit of psychological damage to others.”
Shen Shen hugged Xia Sheng’s leg, sniffled, and squeezed out a few tears to play the pity card. “I’m so cute, are you really going to kill me?”
“I don’t have to kill you.”
Shen Shen’s eyes lit up.
Xia Sheng continued, “However, from now on, you must provide me with a monthly quota of ginseng whiskers for my medicine refining.”
Shen Shen’s pupils shook as he clutched his hair. “How much is the quota?”
“As much as you have.”
Shen Shen wanted to cry but had no tears.
This Little Immortal was going to pluck him bald!
After hesitating for a long while, Shen Shen aggrievedly chose the former between being bald and losing his life.
Qian Yusheng couldn’t bear it. “Classmate, he’s still so small. Bullying him like this is a bit too cruel.”
Shen Shen deeply agreed and nodded repeatedly.
Xia Sheng gave Qian Yusheng a cool look. “Mm, he is indeed small. Only nine hundred and twenty years old. He’s only lived about nine hundred years longer than you.”
Qian Yusheng was shocked. “The Grandmother of Tianshan?”
Shen Shen was dissatisfied. “Among my own kind, I’m still a baby.”
Though he no longer had any kin left.
Xia Sheng didn’t waste time bantering with them and placed a Talisman Seal on Shen Shen’s soul.
From now on, she would be able to sense where Shen Shen was no matter where he went, preventing the little fellow from running away.
Once Xia Sheng finished her work, Mr. Feng and Mrs. Feng, who had been waiting nearby, finally walked over and thanked Xia Sheng profusely.
Xia Sheng said, “No need for thanks. Let’s settle the appearance fee.”
The couple was stunned for a moment, then they laughed.
Mrs. Feng said, “You’re quite the character, classmate. You saved my son today, so we must pay you for your services.
“The reward we offered Master Lan was three million. Do you think this price is acceptable for your side as well?”
Xia Sheng glanced at her and said, “No need. Three thousand is enough.”
Mrs. Feng’s Wealth Palace was full and bright, indicating a life of prosperity and wealth, but they weren’t considered a top-tier wealthy family.
If they paid three million, half of the family’s fortune would be gone.
Xia Sheng had picked up a treasure like Shen Shen on this trip, so charging the Feng Family three thousand was plenty.
Mrs. Feng knew many masters, and those with real skill would charge at least several hundred thousand for a single job.
Xia Sheng only taking three thousand was practically an act of charity.
Mrs. Feng was moved and thanked her again and again.
After they finished talking, Lan Chenghai finally found an opportunity to cut in, his eyes shining as he looked at Xia Sheng.
“Little Fellow Daoist, that Invisibility Talisman you used just now-could you tell this old man how to draw it?”
Xia Sheng took out her tools from her backpack and drew one for him on the spot.
Lan Chenghai held the Talisman, still somewhat dazed.
It was done just like that?
It only took a few seconds?
“Little Fellow Daoist, are you sure this Talisman can be used?”
Usually, when he drew talismans himself, it would take several hours to produce a usable one.
It wasn’t that he drew slowly, but rather that the more powerful a talisman was, the higher the requirements for the practitioner’s cultivation. Often, a talisman would be drawn but remain inert.
For instance, the Evil-Warding Talisman he had given Xia Sheng while they were on the ground was one of the most difficult types in the Mystic Sect.
Many times, he might draw dozens of them and only have one that actually worked.
The difficulty of completing an Invisibility Talisman was not low. He found it hard to believe that something Xia Sheng drew in a few seconds would work.
Xia Sheng didn’t explain, only saying, “Try activating it.”
Lan Chenghai hesitated for a moment before activating the Talisman.
When he looked down, his body had indeed vanished.
Lan Chenghai was terrified in his heart.
This Little Fellow Daoist had actually drawn such a powerful thing in just a few seconds!
In the entire Capital City, who could achieve such a feat?
Furthermore, this Little Fellow Daoist was the junior of that Feng boy, meaning she wasn’t even twenty years old yet.
To have such ability at such a young age-wouldn’t she be defying the heavens in the future?
How many years had it been since the Mystic Sect produced such a genius?
He had to win her over!
Lan Chenghai suppressed his excitement, deactivated the Talismans, and asked Xia Sheng, “Little Fellow Daoist, I wonder which sect or school you hail from?
“Is your master still around? Could you introduce me?”
Xia Sheng replied, “I have no sect or school. My master passed away two months ago.”
Upon hearing this, Lan Chenghai was heartbroken.
Such a great master had passed away without anyone knowing!
It seemed the only hope for the Mystic Sect now was the Little Fellow Daoist before him.
“Since you have no sect, Little Fellow Daoist, would you consider joining the Mystic Studies United Association?
“With your strength, you are fully qualified to be the Vice President of the association.”
Xia Sheng refused bluntly, “Not interested.”
The Mystic Studies United Association was an organization that countless Mystic Arts Practitioners fought tooth and nail to join, yet this Little Fellow Daoist didn’t want in?
For the first time in his life, Lan Chenghai had an olive branch thrown back in his face. Thinking the Little Fellow Daoist might be unaware of the association’s benefits, he said:
“Little Fellow Daoist, are you sure you won’t join? Our Mystic Studies Association has very ample funding.
“As long as you join, I guarantee your annual income will be at least eight figures!
“Plus, there are all sorts of missions you can take on the side. I promise you’ll make a fortune!”
Xia Sheng replied, “I’m not short on money.”
Lan Chenghai grew a bit anxious. “Joining us isn’t just about money; it’s about prestige. Even if you have relatives who want to pursue a career in politics, I can pull some strings and get them a position directly without any exams!
“Are you sure you won’t consider it?”
Lan Chenghai’s behavior was exactly like a little old man running a pyramid scheme, lacking even a shred of the transcendent grace expected of a master.
Those standing nearby thought: *Publicly talking about using the back door… is he really not afraid of being hauled off to jail?*
Xia Sheng said, “I’m not interested.”
She had never liked organized groups; if she joined, there would surely be all sorts of trouble later. She preferred to be free and unfettered.
Having been rejected repeatedly, Lan Chenghai finally stopped speaking.
The others thought he had given up, but once they returned to the surface, he stopped Xia Sheng again.
“Little Fellow Daoist, since you don’t want to join the association, how about I take you as my master?”
To retain such a talent, Lan Chenghai was truly throwing his dignity to the wind.
Who would have thought that the dignified president of the Mystic Studies Association, the current heavyweight of the mystic world, would actually want to apprentice himself to a young girl?
If the other old fogies in the association found out, their jaws would probably drop in shock.
Xia Sheng glanced at his snow-white hair and beard and said, “Forget about the apprenticeship. If there’s something you want to learn, I can teach you for free.
“If the association ever needs me for anything, you can also contact me.”
Lan Chenghai was overjoyed and quickly agreed. “Good, good, good! Then let’s add each other on WeChat.”
The two exchanged WeChat contacts. Lan Chenghai smiled so hard his eyes squinted into slits, looking immensely happy.
Xia Sheng reminded him, “You haven’t paid me for the Invisibility Talisman yet.”
Lan Chenghai quite decisively opened the transfer page. “How much?”
“Two hundred.”
“…How much?”
“Two hundred,” Xia Sheng said with a serious face. “No discounts.”
Lan Chenghai’s feelings were complicated.
A Talisman of this caliber would go for at least several hundred thousand at an internal auction.
One for only two hundred? Was this Little Fellow Daoist really out here doing charity?!
As expected of a hidden mogul; her level of enlightenment was truly high!
He transferred the money and asked, “Little Fellow Daoist, do you have any other Talismans?”
Xia Sheng thought for a moment. “Evil-Warding Talisman, Truth-Telling Talisman, Purification Talisman, Misfortune-Dispelling Talisman, All-Illness Healing Talisman…”
Xia Sheng rattled off a list of names like she was reciting a menu. The more Lan Chenghai heard, the more shocked he became.
This Little Fellow Daoist actually knew so many!
Lan Chenghai waved his hand grandly. “Ten of each! I’ll take them all!”
Xia Sheng agreed immediately.
Nowadays, the Mystic Sect was in decline. Before her master passed away, he had told her to take more disciples to pass down the techniques of the Mystic Sect.
Lan Chenghai was the president of the Mystic Studies Association. If he learned these, he would surely pass them on to his disciples, saving her the trouble of taking on apprentices herself.
As for how many people could actually draw these Talismans and harness their power, that would depend on their own luck and talent.
Mrs. Feng stood to the side listening to their conversation, her emotions a tangled mess.
When she and her husband went to visit Master Lan today, she had thought he was a super master with a transcendent, sage-like aura.
At this moment, that filter was completely shattered.
She walked over to Lan Chenghai and said, “Master Lan, I’ll transfer your fee for this trip now. Please give me your card number.”
Even though Xia Sheng was the one who solved the problem tonight, Lan Chenghai had made the trip specifically, so they definitely had to pay him.
After all, they might need his help again in the future; they couldn’t afford to be stingy when it came to money.
Lan Chenghai waved his hand dismissively. “Your son wasn’t in any danger to begin with, and I didn’t contribute anything on this trip.
“The Little Fellow Daoist didn’t even take any money, so I won’t either.”
Mrs. Feng insisted, “That won’t do. You made the trip all this way…”
“It’s fine, it’s fine. Let’s head back first.”
He was now dying to get home and study the Invisibility Talisman Xia Sheng had given him; he didn’t want to deal with anything else.
Seeing that he wasn’t just being polite, Mrs. Feng didn’t say anything more.
The Feng Family’s SUV was a four-seater, holding five people at most.
There weren’t enough seats, so Mrs. Feng prepared to call a car for Xia Sheng and Qian Yusheng.
However, before she could call the car, Xia Sheng received a phone call from Shen Yanchen.