After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

The sound of pebbles hitting the windowpane rang out, a very crisp sound.

Ning Yue raised an eyebrow on the bed.

Is this person trying to lure her over there?

She walked to the bedside and opened the window.

He was face to face with the black-robed man who was leaning against the windowsill.

Ning Yue: "..."

The man in black robes: "..."

This familiar feeling of déjà vu makes me feel like it's happened before.

The man in the black robe was not only completely covered up, but his face was also completely hidden.

Ning Yue judged the position of his eyes by the pits on his face.

She first shielded herself with a protective shield before crossing her arms and looking down at him with a cold and arrogant gaze.

"Man in black robes, you have successfully caught my attention."

"Tell me, what do you want to do by coming closer?"

The man in black robes: "..."

He hesitated for a moment, seemingly not expecting Ning Yue to have this kind of personality.

"that……"

He coughed and cleared his throat: "I heard you're a cultivator from the upper realm, so I came out of curiosity to see you."

Ning Yue: "What did you use just now to make yourself invisible to everyone else?"

"I learned talismans on my own, which allow me to become invisible for a short time, only letting specific people see me," the man in black said modestly.

"My abilities are insufficient to enter a major sect; I'm just learning for fun. I heard there are cultivators from the upper realm here, so I came to take a look."

Ning Yue: "Did you use invisibility to see if I was strong enough to detect you?"

The man in black smiled modestly: "Please forgive me."

Ning Yue waved her hand, looking at his outfit with great curiosity.

"In this sweltering heat, aren't you uncomfortable being wrapped up so tightly?"

The man in black paused, his voice sounding somewhat strange.

"When I was a child, a fire broke out in my house. I didn't have time to escape and suffered burns all over my body, making it difficult for me to be seen in public."

No wonder his voice was so hoarse; he was probably burned during the fire.

"Oh," Ning Yue nodded, offering his suggestion.

"I have a little knowledge of alchemy; perhaps I can make you a beauty-enhancing pill."

"It doesn't matter," said the man in black. "No need to trouble yourself, I'm used to it."

To be honest, I'm almost unrecognizable now; even a beauty pill wouldn't help.

Ning Yue snorted: "My beauty pills are definitely effective; they're made with a secret recipe."

The man in black paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

His face was completely obscured, and his hoarse, unpleasant voice sounded very strange.

Ning Yue glanced at him curiously.

"Thank you, but no need," he said, lifting his heavily covered face. "May we meet again someday."

After saying this, he leaped out of the window at lightning speed, his figure disappearing into the crowd and vanishing from sight in no time.

Ning Yue leaned forward and looked around at the crowd, but the person was no longer visible.

She carefully examined the barrier around her body, confirming that there was no damage or signs of intrusion.

really weird.

Why go through all that trouble to get her attention, just to say those two sentences?

What is the purpose? What is the significance?

Although they suspected that the person might have ulterior motives, they could not detect anything unusual in the surroundings.

Ning Yue could only suppress his suspicions and put the matter aside for the time being.

In the afternoon, the senior students had finally rested enough, but it was getting late outside.

I thought this day was wasted.

Yang Fei suddenly brought up the topic: "I heard there's a night market tonight, it's open once a month, and we've just happened to be there. How about we go check it out?"

No one else objected, and Ning Yue's dizziness had almost subsided.

So after getting ready in the evening, we headed to the night market.

This was Ning Yue's first time visiting the night market here.

A stall was filled with all sorts of cute plush animals, and Yang Fei couldn't take his eyes off it.

"How much is this, boss?" he asked impatiently.

"No, no, we don't sell these. We play ring toss here," the stall owner laughed. "Want to try your luck? It's definitely a good deal."

Yang Fei hesitated for a moment: "Why don't you name a price? I'm afraid you'll lose money."

The stall owner chuckled, quite dismissively: "Don't worry, this ring is hard to slip through, so it's cheap. Feel free to slip it through."

"If you fail to win after fifty tries, this stall can give you a small pet."

Yang Fei thought to himself, "I'm mainly worried you'll lose money."

"Alright then." Seeing his insistence, Yang Fei stopped refusing. "Let's do it then."

He paid readily, but only bought six laps.

The stall owner looked at him suspiciously: "Six laps already?"

He had never seen anyone buy six rings and win the lottery.

His enclosure is small and the animals are spaced far apart. They also like to move around and lick their fur every now and then, making them even harder to catch.

"Six rings... you'd better buy a few more."

Yang Fei waved his hand dismissively: "No, no, we can't afford to raise more than six. Six is ​​just right."

Stall owner: "..."

Is this an attempt to snag all six rings?

The stall owner almost burst out laughing, looking at Yang Fei's confident expression and saying, "Alright, alright, go ahead and try it."

This was truly the first time he had ever met someone who could talk such big.

The other person looked and had an extraordinary demeanor, so I guessed they came from a good family and had experienced few setbacks, hence their confidence.

It's quite interesting to encounter someone like this once in a while. The stall owner leisurely counted six circles and handed it to Yang Fei.

"You may begin."

Yang Fei didn't realize what the stall owner was thinking.

I picked out a few cute cats and dogs, as well as little rabbits and parrots from the stall.

If you see something you like, just casually toss the ring over.

His movements were very casual; he didn't even seem to be aiming.

He glanced at the direction, then with a flick of his wrist, sent the ring flying.

The stall owner, who had been watching the spectacle with amusement, suddenly paused, then slowly widened his eyes.

The small ring that Yang Fei threw out was firmly stuck around the neck of a kitten.

The kitten wiggled its neck and raised its paw to lick itself.

Stall owner: "..."

Wow, it actually worked?

Yang Fei remained expressionless and casually tossed another one over, catching a rabbit that was eating leaves.

Stall owner: "..."

Yang Fei pressed on, probably afraid that his fellow students would get impatient, and threw out the remaining four rings in one go.

The dazzling array of choices left the stall owner speechless.

What's even more amazing is that Yang Fei didn't waste a single one of those four rings; he got them all on the track.

The stall owner again: "..."

Yang Fei pointed to the four small pets and said to the stall owner apologetically, "Pick them up."

The stall owner held his breath, his eyes almost filled with tears, and handed the little animal from the snare to Yang Fei.

A smile that looks worse than a cry shows that one shouldn't judge a book by its cover.

Yang Fei smiled modestly and hugged all the small animals to his chest: "Thank you, boss."

The stall owner appeared calm and collected on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.

He decided to make the circle even smaller!

Yang Fei was satisfied and happily rubbed the fluffy ball of fur in his arms.

The stall owner watched with tears in his eyes as Yang Fei and his group walked away.

When he returned to his stall, a few pieces of silver were neatly arranged together, faintly gleaming.

Stall owner: "..."

His stall had just opened when it only attracted Yang Fei and his group.

This money could only have been left by Yang Fei.

Perhaps feeling a little embarrassed about taking away six small animals, he secretly left some money behind.

The stall owner, with tears in his eyes, accepted the loose change. What a kind person!

He decided not to make the circle smaller.

After all, there aren't many people like Yang Fei who exceed the limit; you'd probably only encounter one a year.

And they even gave me extra money.

Sure enough, good deeds are rewarded. I shouldn't change my ways and should be more honest.

The stall owner happily continued setting up his stall.

……

Ning Lian didn't go out with them that evening; he took some time to make money.

After all, he can't always rely on his daughter for support; otherwise, what about his reputation as a father?

Fortunately, as a divine lord, although his realm was suppressed somewhat, he still possessed some real skills.

He casually drew a few talismans, intending to sell them. He was worried that people in the lower realm wouldn't recognize their value and he wouldn't be able to sell them.

Unexpectedly, although the lower realm was mostly populated by mortals, there were also quite a few cultivators who came down to travel and play.

One could immediately tell the quality of the talisman in his hand; it was of exceptionally high quality.

The talismans were quickly snapped up, and later on, prices even started to rise due to bidding wars.

Therefore, Ning Lian had a lot more money in his hands, and could even be said to be quite wealthy.

But deep down, he silently shed tears for himself.

Who would have thought that he, a dignified celestial deity, would be reduced to drawing talismans on the street to make money.

After returning to the inn, I heard from the waiter that Ning Yue and the others had come to the night market, so I happily went to find Ning Yue with my money in my pocket.

I was just thinking of buying something for my daughter when I glanced over and spotted the pet ring toss game next to me.

My eyes lit up!

This is it! I'll get a few pets for my daughter to take home.

The stall owner had just seen Yang Fei off when he was greeted by Ning Lian.

They greeted him with delight, counting the rings and preparing to trick him into buying more, since he looked like someone with a lot of money and easy to fool.

Ning raised his hands, tilted his head back, and said loudly, "Two laps, please!"

The stall owner's enthusiastic smile froze: "..."

...Why does this sales pitch sound so familiar?

He shakily handed over two rings.

But Ning Lian wasn't as considerate as Yang Fei; he only paid for two laps.

He easily caught the two snow-white foxes and arrogantly carried them away.

The stall owner burst into tears again: "..."

He decided to make the circle smaller.

How can I encounter two such amazing people in one day!

As expected, honest street vendors don't make money!

With tears in his eyes, the stall owner took the ring back and immediately started to make it smaller!

Ning Yue and the others walked along the street.

They bought mostly food and drinks along the way.

As for hairpins and hair ornaments, their quality couldn't compare to those from the upper realm, so I didn't buy them.

Ning Yue carried a string of candied hawthorns in her left hand and a small sugar figurine in her right, eating as she walked.

Yang Fei carried six small pets in his arms, petting them as he walked.

Shi Yinghan clutched her money bag, paying as she went.

Ning Lian, relying on his extraordinary sixth sense, successfully found Ning Yue.

Upon meeting, he enthusiastically stuffed the two foxes he was carrying into Ning Yue's hands.

Ning Yue was startled when he was suddenly embraced.

The two little foxes were very friendly and weren't afraid when they were first placed in Ning Yue's arms. They even rubbed against Ning Yue's chin affectionately.

Yang Fei immediately became envious, pulling all the small animals in his arms into one arm and using the other hand to rub the little fox in Ning Yue's arms.

"Oh my, this fox fur is so soft! Where did you get it, Uncle?"

Ning Yue sneezed, startled by the furry creature.

"What are you doing, Dad?"

Ning Lian said with a proud expression, "How about that? Daddy caught both of these foxes with ring toss, and it only took two rings!"

Ning Yue touched the tip of his nose: "That's the same as Senior Brother Yang. He also got as many rings as he took as he could."

Ning Lian and Yang Fei exchanged a glance.

Ning Lian lowered her gaze to the six little pets in his arms and immediately said.

"How can they be the same? He's wearing it for himself, I'm wearing it for you!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Ning Yue quickly handed the candied hawthorn and sugar figurine to Shi Yinghan beside her.

To prevent the sugar from sticking to the little fox's fur.

She held two little foxes in her arms, one on each side, and they were surprisingly obedient.

It lay quietly on Ning Yue's chest, occasionally wiggling its paws.

Yang Fei was even more tempted.

Judging from Ning Lian's words, the two of them must be working together on the same project!

How could he not have noticed those two adorable little animals!

Song Yishi's gaze was suddenly drawn to the stall next to him, and he walked over without realizing it.

Ning Yue noticed this, put the fox down, and followed.

A very simple and thin cloth was laid on the ground, on which several calligraphy and paintings were neatly arranged.

Song Yishi was attracted to this.

The handwriting was neat and composed, elegant and vigorous, immediately captivating Song Yishi's attention.

She squatted down and examined it carefully.

The stall owner was a boy of only fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in extremely shabby clothes. When he saw Song Yi looking over, he asked a question.

"Anything you like? It's not expensive, you can pay whatever you want."

Ning Yue suddenly paused and looked at the boy squatting in front of the stall selling calligraphy and paintings.

His voice was very hoarse and unpleasant, and he didn't sound like a boy in his teens.

Instead, he seems like an old man in his seventies or eighties who is about to pass away.

It sounded like he had a damaged throat, and his voice was very similar to that of the man in the black robe this morning.

Song Yishi raised her eyelids: "Did you write all of these yourself?"

"Hmm," the boy's eyes darkened for a moment, and he lowered his head, "My family has fallen on hard times, and I have been forced to sell our family's treasures."

Ning Yue frowned and subtly instructed Xiao Hua to cover everyone present with a barrier.

Only Ning Lian noticed, and turned his head to glance at Ning Yue twice.

The boy continued in a hoarse voice, "Just give me whatever you think is appropriate, as long as I can have a hot meal today."

Song Yishi's expression was indifferent. He turned around and glanced at the corners around the calligraphy and painting.

The moment Song Yishi's fingertips touched the calligraphy and painting, she felt a chill on her fingers.

It felt like something had crawled up her arm and directly into her body.

What should have immediately drawn attention was completely ignored by Song Yishi, as if she were under some kind of spell.

She felt a little dizzy, but she tried her best to ignore it.

"Pack them all up, I'll take them all." With that, she untied the brocade pouch from her waist and handed it to the boy.

Logically speaking, a poor, down-on-his-luck young man receiving such a large sum of money should be excited and thrilled.

But he didn't show the emotion one would expect. Instead, he raised his eyelids and stared at Song Yishi with a strange look.

Ning Yue's expression remained unchanged as he silently took a step back, observing what this person was trying to do.

Anyway, she has already set up a protective barrier for everyone, so there's no need to worry too much about what he does.

Suddenly, Xiaohua's sharp voice rang in my ears—

"No! The barrier has failed! This person is seriously suspicious—!"

Ning Yue rarely heard Xiao Hua speak in such an urgent tone.

The barrier failed!? How is that possible!?

Even when facing a powerful demon like Si Tang, the barrier could still function reliably, so how could it fail now!?

She immediately looked at the boy.

The boy's excited gaze suddenly stopped on Ning Yue's face, and he stuck out his scarlet tongue to lick his lips.

Ning Yue immediately drew his sword—

His aura was so powerful that it sent the calligraphy and paintings scattered on the ground flying through the air, and the creaking of the pages was so loud it was annoying.

The flower was unsheathed, its bright red petals, radiating anger, fluttering down in a flurry.

The sharp, cold blade pressed against the boy's neck, and with a slight pressure, a trail of bright red blood flowed down.

Her cultivation level had long been elevated to the early stage of the Golden Core realm by Ning Lian's blood, and her strength was so great that even the Realm-Suppressing Stone could not suppress it.

The Golden Core cultivator unleashed his full pressure in that instant, causing the surrounding fragile wooden planks to explode and shatter.

Ning Yue tried his best to control himself so as not to affect the ordinary people around him.

People around were terrified and moved away from the area; soon there was no one left in sight.

The boy's gaze finally shifted from excitement and certainty to horror and astonishment.

"How is this possible! Your level of cultivation—!?"

"How could you be at the Golden Core Realm?" Ning Yue's voice was cold, his eyes even colder. "Don't try to define me so easily."