"Memory is being transferred - host, please be patient -"
As soon as he finished speaking, a flood of memories flooded into Yan Yun's mind.
Her vision went dark and she fell into memories.
This is a world of immortal cultivation, and her body is also called Yanyun. She was brought back because she looked exactly like Bai Yueguang, the ancestor of Changyun Immortal Sect Yu Feng who died.
Because he is a substitute, he is not welcome anywhere. The only person willing to play with the little girl is the venomous Jiang Qinghe.
And today, the dead Bai Yueguang is back.
The little girl Yan Yun, who was under pressure, couldn't think about it and hanged herself, and was rescued by her third senior brother Jiang Qinghe.
Yan Yun smoothed over this memory, and was even more troubled by how to break it.
Although she is as busy as a spinning top every day, she has still read a few novels about cultivating immortals. Isn't this an inappropriate substitute abuse novel?
Before she could take a breath, the voice in her head rang again.
"Hello host, I am a treasure appraisal system named Duocai. Congratulations on becoming our 9999th user."
"As a treasure appraisal system, I can identify and find various treasures for you, estimate the price, and let all the dusty treasures go to where they belong."
Yan Yun's eyes lit up when he heard about the treasure, and it seemed that he couldn't accept it.
"During the binding period, please abide by the rules of the world you are in and use reasonable means to earn one hundred billion within the specified time."
"It's not what you said, how many billion?"
Yan Yun's eyes were so wide that his head was about to explode.
"One hundred billion."
"A million what?"
"Trillions."
"..."
"Actually, I don't have to earn this money."
Yan Yun was silent for a long time, saying something so contrary to his will for the first time.
"Host, please rest assured that Duocai will help you complete your mission. I will convert the value of the treasures you earn and obtain in the world of immortality into the number of coins in your previous world for easy calculation."
“What happens if it’s not finished?”
"Hosts, please rest assured. For unfinished hosts, we will handle them as appropriate out of humanitarian considerations."
"Are you human?"
Although, Yan Yun still raised his own questions.
"..."
Duocai was silent for a while, then returned to his previous indifference.
"If you don't finish it, you will have to work for our system for the rest of your life until you make enough."
Okay, pure evil capitalist.
"The treasures in the world of immortality are divided into grades one to nine. Your body's cultivation is at the sixth level of Qi training. Therefore, the highest grade of the treasure I identify for you is grade one and nine."
"Due to your low cultivation level, the identification function can only be used three times a day. Please use it carefully, host, and work hard to improve it."
"...You haven't said yet what the reward will be for completion. Do you want me to make money for you for free?"
Yan Yun, as a veteran laborer, was naturally unwilling to work in vain.
“Five percent of every money you earn is used as personal funds.”
etc! That 10 billion is not earned for yourself!
Yan Yun split, "What will happen if I never make any money in my life?"
"Go where you should go. Don't forget that you are already dead. If you complete the task within the specified time, you can return to the original world with a new identity."
“And the property you receive doesn’t disappear, that’s your reward.”
That is, as long as she completes the task, she can be resurrected and still have 5% of one million billion.
Yan Yun's heart moved shamefully. Although it was difficult, it was really tempting...
"How much are my assets now?"
"The assets and magical artifacts you possess in this body are approximately 35,626,753 after conversion."
"so much!"
Although it was not hers, Yan Yun was still severely shocked. In the real world, she worked hard but only had a six-digit deposit!
Yan Yun was so angry at the thought that all the money would go to others.
"Host, please work hard to upgrade and complete the target. Please earn one hundred thousand within thirty days, which is one thousand high-grade spiritual stones, 10,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, and one hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"There will be penalties for not completing it within the stipulated time. Host, please work hard."
One hundred thousand!
After the system finished speaking, it disappeared completely. No matter how Yan Yun called it, it didn't respond.
Yan Yun stood up, only to feel that his neck was almost broken, and it was in burning pain.
She picked up the water bottle and poured it into her mouth. It was too dry.
As the water moistened her throat, she felt alive.
The question now is, how can she earn so many spiritual stones in thirty days? Should she go and grab them? She can't get it either.
Yan Yun has been in this body for six years. Because of his dull talent, he has only managed to reach the sixth level of Qi by practicing day and night, and has been laughed at by many people openly and secretly.
"Knock knock knock——"
"Senior Sister Yanyun, Uncle Yu Feng invites you to come to Jiuxiao Palace."
A child's voice came from outside the door.
"knew."
Her voice was still hoarse, and she had the impression that there should be some magic that could alleviate it, but she couldn't.
"Sister, please remember to hurry up. If you are slow, uncle will punish us."
The little boy's voice was timid, obviously he was afraid of Yu Feng.
"Well, I'll pack up and go."
Outsiders say that Yu Feng loves Yan Yun and never punishes her. He also allows her to dominate the peak and gives her all kinds of treasures and magic weapons.
But the fact is that Yu Feng never cared about Yan Yun, even if she made a mistake, he didn't punish her because he punished other innocent people, which is typical mental abuse.
The exclusive peak is the most remote peak in Changle Immortal Sect. It can be said that there is no one to talk to, and there are all those treasures that Yan Yun cannot use.
Yanyun is helpless, but she has no interest in participating in this. No matter how good she is, don't disturb her to make money.
She pushed open the door of the house and was almost knocked over by the wind and snow.
Yan Yun followed his memory and walked toward the teleportation formation, one step deeper and the other shallow.
She stood on the stone plate and placed her fingers on the suspended crystal. Under her surprised gaze, her whole body was wrapped in light. When she opened her eyes again, she had reached the foot of the mountain.
Only when he really stood at the foot of the mountain did Yan Yun realize that he lived so high.
It's warm at the foot of the mountain, green everywhere, dotted with stars like flowers, it's really beautiful.
But she didn't care about admiring it. She picked up the too long skirt and hurried to Jiuxiao Palace.
In Jiuxiao Palace, with the arrival of Yan Yun, the laughter in the palace suddenly stopped.
Yan Yun's eyes widened slightly. The palace was simple and atmospheric, with every detail just right. Wisps of sunlight shone in from the flower-carved windows, casting unparalleled light and shadow on the ground.
"Yan Yun, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you salute Master quickly!"
Seeing Yu Feng's face darken, Jiang Qinghe quickly reminded him.
Only then did Yan Yun return to reality. He raised his eyes and looked up at the high seat. He couldn't see the man's face clearly, but the ethereal and celestial demeanor around him was already fascinating.
"The disciple pays homage to the master. I wonder what the master wants to do with the disciple?"
She followed Yan Yun's usual behavior and bowed to him, her obedient and obedient appearance almost the same as before.
But she didn't know for sure. It was said that people in the world of immortality would know if the core had been changed once they checked it. If they were discovered, she would be doomed.
Thinking of this, Yan Yun couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Take a seat."
A sound as cold as the collision of jade echoed from her head. Yan Yun breathed a sigh of relief before walking over to Jiang Qinghe and sitting down.
"This must be Master's new junior sister. She is indeed somewhat similar to me, but we are destined to do so."
The woman's brisk and gentle voice sounded, her black hair was pulled up into a bun like a waterfall, and a few strands of broken hair fell between her eyebrows, lazily and loosely.
The ends of her eyes were raised, smart and soft, like a little fox on the snow-capped mountains that was untainted by the world.
"Hello, senior sister."
She knew clearly in her heart that such a fairy must be Song Qingyue, Bai Yueguang's disciple in Yu Feng's heart.
"you know me?"
Song Qingyue smiled, "I thought the sect had forgotten me a long time ago."
"Qingyue, my teacher has never forgotten you, don't think too much about it."
Yu Feng's words followed closely, and at the same time, a sharp gaze fell on him, making Yan Yun sit on pins and needles.
No, she didn't say anything.
"Of course I understand Master's heart, but Junior Sister's face makes people have to think too much."
Song Qingyue did not shy away from these things at all. She would say whatever she thought.
Her tone was always brisk, which put a lot of pressure on Yan Yun invisibly, and the gaze on her body almost turned into reality and wanted to cut her into pieces.
"You are not allowed to show this face to others in the future. If outsiders ask you, you should know how to answer."
Yu Feng spoke calmly, and when he waved his sleeves, his spiritual power came out, hitting Yan Yun's face lightly but with irresistible force.
Yan Yun felt some kind of energy fluctuation, and raised his hand helplessly to block it, but there was no pain as expected.
what happened?
"Master!"
Jiang Qinghe saw that Yan Yun's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he couldn't sit still for a moment, "Junior sister is a woman, even if she has to change, she can't change to something so ugly."
His voice was loud and he blocked Yan Yun in front of him.
"Snapped--"
The spiritual power struck again, and a loud slap hit Jiang Qinghe's face. His face instantly became red and swollen.
"You have no place to speak here, get out."
Yu Feng's voice was full of displeasure, even a bit sinister. Jiang Qinghe's behavior seriously touched his bottom line.
Yan Yun raised his eyes and couldn't help but sympathize with the young man standing in front of him, and felt an inexplicable feeling of powerlessness in his heart.
"Yan Yun, you don't want to?"
That gaze returned to him again, and Yan Yun froze, "I do."
Just be ugly! Her life was at stake. If she dared to say something she didn't want to do, she dared to believe that this person would chop her down directly.
After hearing the satisfactory reply, the pressure on his body gradually weakened.
"Oh yes, I have heard a lot about Master's love for my little junior sister along the way! Master gave her so many things, and Qingyue was not happy."
Song Qingyue started to smile. Her smile was like a beautiful rotten flower, which was breathtaking.
"Yan Yun."
As soon as Yu Feng opened his mouth to put pressure, Yan Yun knew what to do...
She silently placed all the storage bags, storage rings, and even the poor hairpin on her head on the ground.
Okay, now the property is cleared.
