Jiang Huai was reluctant to believe that there were good things happening in the sky.
Jiang Zhi in front of him was still in the same lazy sitting posture, the mask she had been wearing earlier had been placed aside. He tried to glimpse something from her eyes, but Jiang Zhi’s eyes seemed to contain only deep mist, and the surface of the mist was merely playful.
Jiang Huai naturally couldn’t understand. After all, the 30 million spirit stones he now held in his hand, what was the concept of 30 million spirit stones? Luo Yueguan, the Sect Master of Qingxuan Sect, usually had only five to six million spirit stones in savings, but she directly stuffed a 30 million spirit stone note into his hand with just a touch of his chest.
Jiang Huai didn’t think his chest was worth that much, but the more he thought about it, the stranger it became. What were Jiang Zhi’s intentions towards him? Was she interested in his talent and wanted to build a good relationship? But the previous Pavilion Master of Ziyun Pavilion had already left him a Purple Jade Card, which was a great gift to Jiang Huai, so why would she do this? Merchants pursue profit, and Jiang Zhi in front of him was all strange.
The three 10 million spirit stone notes in his palm were slightly hot. After a moment of hesitation, he handed them back to Jiang Zhi in front of him, “Pavilion Master is really joking, please keep these spirit stones, Pavilion Master…”
“What?” Jiang Zhi raised her head slightly, and a hint of displeasure appeared in her eyes. “Do you think I’m someone who touches and then refuses to pay?”
“Certainly not. It’s just that these 30 million spirit stones are too precious. This junior is truly humbled and naturally wouldn’t dare to accept them.”
Jiang Zhi retracted the smile from the corner of her lips, her slender jade hand supporting her fragrant cheeks. She observed him seriously for a few seconds, then smiled, “Consider it a favor you owe me.”
“Some people’s favors are very valuable, while others may not be. Now that I have no cultivation…”
“I bet your future favor will be very valuable,” Jiang Zhi said with a smile, looking at him. “So, these 30 million spirit stones are yours. Keep them well.”
“I still feel it’s a bit inappropriate…”
As soon as Jiang Huai finished speaking, Jiang Zhi narrowed her eyes, and her voice instantly became extremely cold. “Are you trying to make me angry?”
In an instant, the air turned ice-cold, as if all the moisture in the air had frozen. Her cultivation level was also fully displayed in front of Jiang Huai.
Ninth Realm Supreme.
To this day, Jiang Huai had only seen two Ninth Realm Supremes: Bai Li’s mother, Bai Jin, and Jiang Zhi in front of him.
Jiang Huai had always been able to bend and stretch. He immediately changed his expression and said with a smile, “This junior would naturally not dare. Thank you for your kindness, Senior. If there is an opportunity in the future, this junior will surely repay your kindness today.”
In an instant, the icy coldness disappeared. Jiang Zhi toyed with the hair by her cheek with her fingertips, and her eyes swept over him lazily. “You don’t need to be so bothered. I never care about winning or losing when I bet. It’s just an impulsive act, and I don’t necessarily expect you to have a return in the future. Don’t take it to heart.”
“I know you are troubled,” Jiang Zhi looked up at him. “The previous Pavilion Master specially instructed me when she ascended to become an immortal, to be kind to the one who can decipher the poem on the Ziyun Stele, and to foster good karma.”
“The previous Pavilion Master was kind to me. I will remember her words in my heart. Take out that Purple Jade Card now.”
Jiang Huai obediently took out the Purple Jade Card. Jiang Zhi in front of him picked it up and gently held it with her fingertips. After a moment, a mark of a purple flower appeared on the Purple Jade Card.
“When you need it, inject spiritual energy into this Purple Jade Card, and I will appear by your side… Of course, unless it’s something that absolutely requires my intervention, try not to disturb my peace.”
The happiness came too suddenly, and Jiang Huai’s head felt a little dizzy. But Jiang Zhi in front of him had already stood up.
She had been waiting for Jiang Huai here. Now that she had understood what she wanted to know and conveyed what she needed to convey, she naturally had to leave.
Before parting, her eyes carefully examined Jiang Huai in front of her again.
Presumably, he was already stunned by the ecstasy at this moment, but he wouldn’t know that before his Master left, she had instructed… When he appeared, he was to hand over the entire Ziyun Pavilion to him, including herself. Because of her special physique, she had guarded her virgin essence for two thousand years. Even a mortal could reach the Seventh Realm overnight after dual cultivation with her.
Her Master had also personally instructed her that she must satisfy whatever he wanted at that time, at all costs, regardless of good or evil.
She had broken her promise to her Master. By only using 30 million spirit stones, she had gained Jiang Huai’s favor, which was clearly an extremely profitable deal.
“I’ve said what I needed to say, I’ll leave first,” Jiang Zhi said softly.
Jiang Huai nodded and said softly, “Thank you, Senior, for the gift.”
“You’re welcome.” Jiang Zhi turned and left. Jiang Huai watched her slender and graceful figure gradually disappear before sitting down in the pavilion, scratching his head in confusion.
Although, it was still very strange.
…………………………….
Back in the courtyard, Jiang Zhi let out a long sigh of relief.
Despite appearing calm and collected in front of Jiang Huai, her heart was actually very uneasy. She didn’t know if her Master’s eyes could still observe this world. If she could observe everything in this world, and if she saw her unwilling to keep her promise, her Master would surely punish her…
But at this moment, nothing strange happened. The sky was still clear in the distance, and there was no sign of a lightning tribulation. Jiang Zhi’s tense heart finally relaxed. She sat by the bedside, looking at the white flowers arranged in the porcelain bottle by the bedside.
This white flower was a gift from her Master before she left. She kept it by her side day and night, but it was also like a curse, reminding her of her Master’s teachings day and night.
Speaking of which, her Master might not have truly treated her as a disciple. Everything in front of Jiang Zhi gradually blurred, and her thoughts gradually drifted, recalling stories from many years ago.
She met her Master nearly two thousand years ago. That year, she was just an ordinary girl captured from the foot of the mountain by an evil cultivation sect. She was forcibly fed medicine every day to cultivate, and by the time she was sixteen, her virgin essence would be an excellent tonic pill.
Her soul imprint had already been engraved, and it was impossible to die even if she wanted to. For someone like her, her predetermined fate was probably to become a furnace for the sect after her charm bones appeared at the age of sixteen. She was captured by the sect at the age of ten. For six years, from ten to sixteen, she was locked in a dark dungeon all day, like a penned pig. All she had to do every day was to take the medicines that accelerated her physical maturity. In her free time, she could only huddle in a corner, occasionally looking at a sliver of moonlight outside the window through the window.
At that time, she didn’t understand what freedom was, nor did she understand what it meant to be alive. Her parents had died at the hands of evil cultivators. For six years, she hadn’t spoken to anyone, so much so that she had almost forgotten how to speak, and even how to walk. Perhaps at that time, she had become an empty shell with a human form.
Her cultivation physique was called the Bridal Chamber Spirit Body. With her body, she could refine many spirit medicines that others could not directly refine. The spiritual energy of the refined medicines would be stored in her body. As long as one dual cultivated with her, it could be transferred to another person.
At that time, she was already muddle-headed, like a walking dead. Until that day, a sword immortal in white clothes, holding a fine sword, came to the dungeon and lifted her chin with the tip of her sword.
But she had already forgotten how to speak and cry, and could only stammer and smile foolishly.
“Are you crazy already?” The voice of the white-clothed sword immortal was very light, a mere murmur, without much care or affection, nor much pity.
But after a moment, she was surprised to discover her physique. “Bridal Chamber Spirit Body… I’ve been looking for it for a long time, but I never found it. I didn’t expect to find it here.”
“I ask you.”
In the darkness, her voice was cold and ethereal, like the chime of an ancient temple bell. She suddenly stopped her foolish smile and looked at the woman in front of her blankly.
“I will save you, teach you to be a human, and give you a great opportunity. But at this time, you must do one thing for me. I ask you, do you agree?”
At that time, her mind was already a mess from six years of loneliness. She couldn’t say a complete sentence, nor could she understand her meaning. She was like a pig that only had the instinct to eat. Suddenly, she felt very hungry and started to roll on the ground, shedding tears.
Until the white-clothed sword immortal sighed softly, fixed her with Daoist magic, squatted down, tore off pieces of the roast duck in her hand, and fed them to her mouth. She was used to wolfing down food, but this was the first time she had eaten so slowly.
Tears fell for some reason.
“Come with me, and I will give you everything that everyone in the world desires.”
Her words were as light as a falling leaf.
Later, she vaguely followed her out of the dungeon and became her half-disciple. She taught her to cultivate. Within five years, she had made her the strongest young generation of that era. Her sword techniques were invincible, and she gradually learned how to live as a human. She also began to rely on her immensely, but her Master was always indifferent. Although she did not scold her harshly, she rarely showed any tenderness towards her.
She cultivated her into the Pavilion Master of Ziyun Pavilion, and after raising her cultivation to the peak of the Eighth Realm, she finally let go of everything. After making arrangements, she lightly ascended to the Upper Realm overnight.
Jiang Zhi always suspected that her Master was a reincarnated person from the Upper Realm, otherwise, how would she know so many Daoist magic techniques? Whether it was sword techniques, formations, soul cultivation, or talismans, any cultivation was effortless for her, as if all the Dao Charm in this world was concentrated in her.
In these years, she had indeed enjoyed all the glory in the world. She had poured a lot of effort into Ziyun Pavilion. Ziyun Pavilion was now like her home. She took care of everyone in this home, but now the destined person mentioned by her Master had appeared, asking her to hand over the fruits of her labor over the years, and even to hand herself over… She couldn’t help but want to escape.
Jiang Zhi sighed softly, gazing at the distant sky, and couldn’t help but whisper in her heart.
“Master, I just… want to fulfill the original agreement later, not to break the contract. Please don’t blame me.”
Her voice was very, very soft. Looking at the mirror to her side, even she felt that her eyes revealed a hint of guilt at this moment.
