Chapter 931: How to Coax an Ice-Cold Beauty

Ye Wenxin thought she might as well camp out for the night, but the sky changed again. She saw a skull appear, more massive than the one from the previous night. This skull actively scanned the surroundings, its eye sockets glowing with blood-red light.

“Don’t tell me that’s Gui Gui looking for us,” Ye Wenxin muttered. She didn’t know what to feel about these absurd developments anymore.

“Ignore it, Master,” Liuli said after transforming. She raised a hand toward the sky and made a fist. Immediately, the skull formed from storm clouds crumpled to half its size.

Ye Wenxin had thought Ghost Mother’s inflated power was trouble enough. But seeing sweet Liuli, the apple of her eye, casually crush a gigantic ghost skull in the sky with a gesture almost overwhelmed her.

After sensing the power, several controlled ghosts appeared, informing Ye Wenxin that Ghost Mother was looking for her. It seemed Ghost Mother could command other ghosts after her breakthrough. But had she brought Ghost Mother along today, she might not have witnessed such an interesting scene at the Treasure Pavilion.

Ye Wenxin decided to return to the inn first. Although Liuli was reluctant, she obediently reverted to the eight furballs. Then, White led them in a grand march toward the inn.

Luckily, the night patrol didn’t dare show themselves due to tonight’s unusual phenomena. Ye Wenxin made it back to the inn without incident.

It was only around eight or nine in the evening, yet the usually lively inn felt sedate. People whispered anxiously about the skull’s reappearance. Ye Wenxin stopped short of going upstairs upon spotting Han Shanxue sitting nearby.

The crowd kept their distance from her. Han Shanxue sipped her tea, her gaze searching around for something. Ye Wenxin watched her for a while and noticed her looking at someone else’s plate of food. Then, she unconsciously swallowed.

The ice-cold beauty image Ye Wenxin had of Han Shanxue started to crumble. She seemed more like a poor young woman now. However, Han Shanxue was still a female lead, so Ye Wenxin sat down and tried to get close.

“Miss Han, have you eaten?”

“……”

When Han Shanxue didn’t respond, Ye Wenxin went and ordered food. Han Shanxue had golden luck. Ye Wenxin was sure she would become immensely powerful in the future. But for now, she still had a mortal body. She probably hadn’t reached the Nascent Soul stage yet, where one could go without food. Furthermore, her cultivation consumed vast amounts of spirit stones. A full day of work had likely made her even hungrier than the average cultivator.

Seeing Han Shanxue still staring at the food, Ye Wenxin encouraged her, “Eat, Miss Han. I can’t finish all this by myself. “

Finally, Han Shanxue moved. She ate quickly, the veil on her face not once slowing her down.

Han Shanxue cleared the plates in no time. Judging by her expression, she wasn’t full. Ye Wenxin ordered another basket of dim sum and coaxed her into eating it. Once she had finally stopped eyeing the dishes on nearby tables, Ye Wenxin confirmed Han Shanxue was full.

She got up to look for Ghost Mother and suddenly heard two cold words.

“Thank you.”

Ye Wenxin had heard Han Shanxue’s voice so rarely that she thought she might have imagined it. She turned her head in confusion.

Han Shanxue was already walking toward the door, gone the next moment.

Han Shanxue’s actions never ceased to perplex Ye Wenxin. But she wasn’t curious enough to chase after her. Instead, she headed upstairs to check on Ghost Mother. She searched the upper floor but found no sign of her. So she went to the courtyard, hoping to see her nearby.

The skull in the sky had become a deformed shape. Ghost Mother stopped controlling it after accomplishing her goal. Ye Wenxin withdrew her gaze and searched the area again. Before long, she spotted a man and a woman not far away.

The woman was Ghost Mother, but the man was neither the storyteller nor Fei Chai. He was talking to Ghost Mother, though she seemed distracted.

“Miss Gu,” Ye Wenxin called out. Although she was curious about Ghost Mother and the man’s discussion, she decided to call her back first.

When Ghost Mother heard Ye Wenxin, she turned her head and smiled. Ye Wenxin felt something ominous from that smile. Meanwhile, the man beside Ghost Mother had no idea what it meant and seemed entranced.

“Miss Ye, you’re back,” Ghost Mother said warmly. She moved closer and linked her arm with Ye Wenxin’s affectionately.

“Yeah,” said Ye Wenxin, bemused. “Is something going on?”

Ghost Mother pointed at the man. “Weren’t you looking for work? This young master wants to hire a fighter.”

“You want me to be a fighter?” Ye Wenxin sounded incredulous.

Ghost Mother probably meant well, but she had 100 ways to make money. A pointless job like this didn’t appeal to her.

“Not an ordinary fighter. I need someone at least at the Golden Core stage,” the man said, noticing Ye Wenxin’s displeased look. He realized “fighter” might have come off as insulting. Even if he couldn’t judge her cultivation level from her appearance, this was the Golden Age Dynasty. Here, you never know what power or status an ordinary-looking person might have.

“Golden Core stage? Why do you need a fighter of that caliber, sir?” Ye Wenxin was a bit curious now. His demeanor and speech indicated he came from a well-off family.

“I’m in love with a young lady,” the man began. “But I have a powerful rival. His family holds significant influence within this dynasty. No cultivators in the area dare cross them. In comparison, my family is an ordinary merchant clan. My household guards have all lost, and I alone am no match for him. However, I won’t accept this lying down, so I came here to try my luck. Unexpectedly, I ran into Miss Gu.”

The man had spilled everything in one breath. Ye Wenxin finally understood why Ghost Mother hadn’t said a word earlier. This man was a chatterbox. Once he got going, he wouldn’t stop. Ye Wenxin tried to interrupt him several times, to no avail. She had to listen to a speech that felt like thousands of words long.

Ye Wenxin had no intention of taking on such a trivial task. But she figured this might be a good opportunity to do Han Shanxue a favor. “And how much are you offering for this job?” she pressed for more details.

“200 spirit stones,” the man answered.

Ye Wenxin thought that would suit Han Shanxue fine, but she had just left the inn. While Ye Wenxin considered how to explain it to her, the man misinterpreted her hesitation as dissatisfaction. He quickly adjusted the number.

“500 spirit stones. That’s my final offer.”

“Deal,” Ye Wenxin agreed immediately. That was about the upper limit for a job like this. The man finally sighed with relief. Ye Wenxin then told Ghost Mother to fetch the storyteller and Fei Chai.