Chapter 11 Part 1

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Chapter 11: Years of Lily Blooming (1)

“I’ll buy them all right now!”

Bai Lian, now “rich,” decisively put an end to the little girl’s idea of sampling the rice wine.

She glanced at the woman standing before her. Even Ling Xuan, who usually had a saintly temper, felt an overwhelming urge to charge forward and kick her.

Kick you! Kick you! Kick you!

Damn it.

It was her again—that woman!

But Ling Xuan managed to restrain herself.

Stomping up to Bai Lian, she declared angrily, “It’s me! I was here first! I came first… and I have money to buy the wine!”

Bai Lian was about to respond when the wine seller quickly pocketed her payment.

Sure, the [Little Fat Sheep] was fine, but the [Big Fat Sheep] was fatter and juicier! Naturally, the seller wasn’t going to trade a [Big Fat Sheep] for a [Little Fat Sheep].

“My dear guest, would you like to transport the wine yourself, or shall I…?”

“I’ll do it myself.”

Bai Lian waved her hand gently, pulling all the wine jars onto her cart with a practiced motion.

The wine seller froze, startled. A cultivator?

Fortunately, he wasn’t selling fake wine today—otherwise, he might have met an untimely end.

Ling Xuan stared at Bai Lian’s chest, her eyes wide.

Wow… so big!

Wait.

No! That’s great!

Her grandfather had warned her to stay far away from women like this. She couldn’t possibly compete with her!

With a huff, Ling Xuan turned and walked away, abandoning her idea of begging Bai Lian for a taste of the wine.

But Bai Lian wasn’t about to let her go that easily.

Like a doting mother fretting over her daughter, she followed closely behind Ling Xuan.

“It’s not that you can’t drink,” she said. “But you’re too young for it.”

“When you grow up, you can drink as much as you… wait, no, drinking is bad! Even for a cultivator, indulging in alcohol isn’t good.”

Humph.

Ling Xuan maintained a serious expression.

I’m not listening! I’m not listening!

Knowing she couldn’t overpower Bai Lian, Ling Xuan kept her head down and hurried across the river.

But the moment she spotted a new vendor up ahead, she forgot all about Bai Lian and ran toward the stall, her excitement palpable.

“…”

This greedy nature is just like the fifth Martial Sister.

Bai Lian sighed, feeling a headache coming on.

It wasn’t that she disliked foodies; she simply realized how challenging it would be to bring Ling Xuan back to the Duxian sect without upsetting her.

In the Battle of the Gods, recruiting Ling Xuan to the Duxian sect had been straightforward.

Method 1:

Punch her, toss her into a gunnysack, and kidnap her outright.

Initial favorability: -30.

There was a high likelihood that Ling Xuan would try to escape from the Duxian sect later.

Method 2:

Use the game’s special skill, “Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.”

Initial favorability: +50.

Ling Xuan wouldn’t try to escape, but the downside was that her personality could become twisted. If she were provoked by certain actions from “Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian,” a disastrous event could occur at any moment.

Method 3:

Deceive Ling Xuan by claiming she could revive her deceased grandfather.

Initial favorability: +30.

However, once Ling Xuan discovered the truth, her trust and goodwill toward “Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian” would plummet dramatically.

Generally, players chose Method 2. While it might make Ling Xuan resent Bai Lian, it was the fastest way to progress the game, saving time and unlocking the coveted CGs sooner.

After all, who wouldn’t want to unlock the game CGs as quickly as possible?

However, the current Bai Lian would never choose such an approach.

Times have changed!

She was no longer a noble Saint, but she wasn’t a ruthless villain either. Most importantly, she would never do anything that could harm her younger Martial Sisters.

Take it slow.

Her first priority was to confirm the little girl’s true identity.

Bai Lian quickly walked over and found the little girl in trouble.

“Money… it’s not enough.”

A dozen copper coins spilled out of a small cloth bag and were neatly arranged in Ling Xuan’s small palm.

After days of eating, her money had finally run out.

The aunt behind the stall smiled kindly and said, “Little girl, if you don’t have enough money, you can go back and ask your parents.”

None of the riverside vendors disliked Ling Xuan. After all, she was here to pay, not to beg.

Ling Xuan’s expression darkened.

She had no relatives. She didn’t know where she had come from or where she was going. She simply wandered aimlessly.

Fortunately, she was born with exceptional strength. Even if she got injured, her body recovered quickly, which had kept her from starving to death.

Here’s my chance!

Bai Lian immediately took out a gold coin and placed it on the stall.

“Two servings of food.”

“Okay!”

Once she received the food, Bai Lian handed one of the servings to Ling Xuan.

“Here you go.”

But Ling Xuan rejected it outright.

“I don’t want it!”

Stomping her foot in frustration, she darted past Bai Lian like a rabbit.

I need to find a way to make more money! Ling Xuan thought to herself.

Bai Lian stood there for a moment, then hurried after her.

Her heart felt just as anxious as when she had gone to pick up her third Martial Sister.

The good thing was that the little girl didn’t seem overtly hostile, which was a relief. However, compared to the third Martial Sister, it was harder to break through Ling Xuan’s defenses.

Su Youwei’s flaws had been much more apparent, making it easier to find a way to connect with her. In contrast, the little girl’s wariness required more subtlety.

After following Ling Xuan for quite some time, Bai Lian saw her stop abruptly, an angry scowl on her face.