Chapter 128: Scheming
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The three women – Xiao Wanqing and the others – had never seen what a spirit stone mine looked like, so they immediately bounced and jumped into the cave. The Spiritual Mist Three Saints exchanged puzzled glances with each other. Broken through in less than two days? The three demons estimated that the breakthrough point wasn’t far from where they had been excavating, otherwise how could it have been broken through so quickly? Kou Xuehua and Gu Qingyun also followed behind the three demons and went in.
Going deep into the cave bottom, the three demons became increasingly alarmed as they walked. They walked all the way to the spirit stone cavern below, calculating that it was a full three hundred meters deep from where they had broken through. The three of them combined had spent nearly half a year digging only about a hundred meters, while Yue Qianchou alone had dug over three hundred meters in less than two days. How could they not be alarmed? Thus, the three demons felt increasingly awed by this disciple of Bi Changchun.
“Wow…” The three women kept exclaiming: “So many high-grade spirit stones… they’re all high-grade spirit stones!” Three pairs of tender white hands kept caressing the stone walls, their eyes full of little stars.
Kou Xuehua and Gu Qingyun were also amazed. Truly, first they had never seen a spirit stone mine, and second, they had never seen so many high-grade spirit stones exposed on stone walls. The amber-golden color gleamed brilliantly, clearly tempting people to come and harvest them.
Yue Qianchou, who slowly swayed into the cave afterward, said with a smile: “I’ll give you twenty days. Whatever each person can dig counts as their own. I think the Spiritual Mist Three Saints aren’t such petty people either.” When saying the last sentence, his eyes looked toward the three demons.
Giving away so many high-grade spirit stones for free was indeed somewhat unwilling. Hou Daquan and Huang Erwei smiled awkwardly – who told them they couldn’t afford to provoke Yue Qianchou? But Hong Sanniang cheerfully smiled charmingly at everyone: “Everyone dig as much as you want. However much you can dig counts. Sister guarantees you can all take it away.”
The Floating Immortal Island group said in unison: “Thank you, Sister Hong.” After thanking her, they began their great excavation enterprise. Even Kou Xuehua and Gu Qingyun unceremoniously drew their swords to pry spirit stones from the stone walls. Especially the three women – Xiao Wanqing and the others – seemed to have a grudge against the stone walls, hugging their swords and wildly stabbing and poking. Unfortunately, the stone walls were too hard. After prying for a long while, they hadn’t managed to pry down a single piece.
Yue Qianchou was stunned, looking at Hong Sanniang. He had to admire her social skills – in just a day or two, she had become the big sister of this group. But she was generous enough too. An ordinary person would absolutely be reluctant to give so many spirit stones to others. For example, the expressions on the faces of the other two demons, Hou and Huang, were quite uncomfortable.
Looking at the meaningful smile on Hong Sanniang’s face, then at the pitiful excavation speed of the Floating Immortal Island people, Yue Qianchou suddenly understood. This woman had long known they couldn’t dig much, so she was doing a favor that cost her nothing. What good scheming!
“You should go dig too!” Yue Qianchou walked up to the three demons and said with a smile. The two demons Hou and Huang chuckled. They had been somewhat wary of Yue Qianchou before, but now that they had his permission, why be polite? They immediately took out their respective tools and got busy. For a while, the stone cave was filled with ding-ding-dang-dang sounds everywhere.
“Why aren’t you going?” Yue Qianchou glanced sideways at Hong Sanniang.
The latter was inwardly annoyed at the two demons’ lack of backbone. ‘Such a huge spirit stone mine is right in our own home – what are you rushing for? What are you competing with others for? As long as Yue Qianchou doesn’t take action, never mind letting them dig for twenty days – even if you let them dig for a year, how much could they possibly dig out? I finally did a favor that cost nothing, and you two immediately muddied the waters, making people look down on us for nothing. Don’t you know that building good relations with Bi Changchun’s disciple is more important than these spirit stones? What pig brains!’
Hearing Yue Qianchou’s question, Hong Sanniang instantly changed her expression and smiled: “There’s no rush to dig later. I’ll keep Master company. By the way, why isn’t Master digging some spirit stones?”
“Me dig them?” Yue Qianchou snorted disdainfully twice. ‘I’ve already taken the big head – is there any need to do hard labor for small change in front of you people? Face is something to be used at key moments.’
Yue Qianchou couldn’t be bothered to say more. His left hand conjured a steaming hot roasted wild chicken out of thin air – this was something he had instructed Chen Feng in Utopia to roast fresh. His right hand produced a wine cup and wine pot. He swayed over to find a place to sit, poured himself a cup of wine with great contentment, and took a bite of meat. He shook his head and swayed as he watched everyone digging spirit stones. The way those young ladies twisted their bottoms was indeed quite a sight.
Hong Sanniang was startled. With her cultivation, she could naturally see that this roasted chicken was freshly cooked. If Yue Qianchou didn’t care about high-grade spirit stones, that was understandable – after all, his sect background was extraordinary, so he definitely wouldn’t care about such things. But where did this freshly roasted chicken come from? Could you roast chicken in a storage bag? That was completely impossible. As expected, a master’s disciple had superior methods.
Seeing him sipping wine leisurely while staring at the young ladies’ bottoms, Hong Sanniang looked down at her own half-exposed ample bosom, smiled slightly, walked over to sit beside Yue Qianchou, picked up the wine pot from the ground and smiled charmingly: “Let me pour wine for Master.”
Feeling the pressure on his arm, Yue Qianchou squinted at those two masses of white flesh squeezed out of shape, let her fill his wine cup, but didn’t respond. He just silently drank and silently ate meat. Before long, he had gnawed the roasted chicken completely clean.
Seeing no reaction, Hong Sanniang thought to herself what a pity. If she could hook up with Bi Changchun’s disciple, she would never have to live in fear in the Demon Ghost Domain for the rest of her life. Just as she was lost in thought, she suddenly saw a greasy hand reaching toward her full bosom. Just as joy rose in her heart, the other party only grabbed and pinched a bit, casually wiped the grease from his hand, then withdrew it. Her tender white chest was immediately covered with grease.
Hong Sanniang was first stunned, then her face reddened. ‘This person is too bad – actually using me here to wipe the grease from his hands.’ She looked around like a thief at the people digging spirit stones. Seeing everyone was busy digging and no one had seen, she immediately got up with the smell of roasted chicken on her chest and hurried outside.
Yue Qianchou smiled slightly, put away the wine implements before him, tore two pieces of cloth from his clothes corner and stuffed them in his ears. Immediately the ding-ding-dang-dang sounds became much quieter. He pillowed his head on his arms and lay down, humming in pure Beijing opera style: “I stand on the city tower observing the mountain scenery, hearing chaos outside the city, banners fluttering and casting shadows in the sky…” Gradually he fell asleep.
He didn’t know how long he had slept when he was suddenly pushed awake. Opening his eyes, he saw it was Xiao Wanqing pushing him. Everyone was gathered around him with anxious expressions. He quickly got up and asked: “What’s wrong?”
‘Why is my voice so quiet?’ Realizing his ears were blocked, he pulled out the cloth pieces, glanced at Hong Sanniang’s chest which had returned to its tender white state, and asked: “What’s wrong?”
Hong Sanniang frowned: “I don’t know which group it is, but they’ve surrounded the entire mountain.”
Hearing this, Yue Qianchou looked at her coldly. ‘You’ve been living here for so long, and you don’t know who’s surrounding you? You might as well try to fool ghosts. Let me see what scheme you’re plotting.’ He didn’t say much, just flashed outside. The group followed him out.
Coming to the mountain top and looking down, they saw a circle of people at the foot of the mountain. Over a dozen people were riding horses up the mountain holding torches. Under the torchlight, their armor gleamed – who else could this be but the Ghost General’s people? Only the Ghost General’s bunch would still put on the act of leading troops into battle even after becoming ghosts.
‘Even I can see this – how could you, Hong Sanniang, not see it?’ Yue Qianchou thought briefly and understood what was happening. This Hong Sanniang probably wanted to use his influence. She had heard he knew the Ghost General, so she was bringing him out to solve the problem. But what if what he said was false? What if she later also used the fact that he was Bi Changchun’s disciple? Who knew what Bi Changchun would do if he found out someone was impersonating his disciple? This woman was a bit too clever for her own good!
“Hmph!” Yue Qianchou snorted coldly, killing intent immediately rising. He suddenly turned around, his eyes flashing with cold light as he stared at Hong Sanniang. He hated most in his life when people schemed against him. When there was no choice, he would endure what needed to be endured, but when there was a way, he wouldn’t endure for even a moment. The latter, having her thoughts seen through, shifted her steps somewhat unnaturally. Even Hou Daquan and Huang Erwei could see what was going on.
