Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Chapter 769 World 317

The vendors and the Shen sisters, who were about to haggle over the price, stopped and looked toward the source of the sound.

Shen Ruyin noticed that her older sister's demeanor had turned colder, and her hand holding the hairpin tightened.

Shen Ruyin hadn't paid much attention to it at first, but now she was starting to focus more on this new female cultivator.

After a moment of hesitation, the vendor glanced at the inner disciple robes of the Supreme Sect worn by the Shen sisters and said, "These two fellow Daoists picked them out first. If you want to pack them up, I can only give you the rest. What do you think?"

The new female cultivator immediately frowned: "Are you looking down on me?"

Before the vendor could explain, she said, "I'm always the one who picks what's left over and gives it to others. There's never a case of me picking what's left over after everyone else has picked it all."

"Have you thought this through? Do you want to sell them all to me, or to them?"

Shen Ruwan, contrary to her usual demeanor, scoffed, "I've certainly learned something new today. In the cultivation world, there are one sect, two schools, three palaces, and four factions. Which one do you belong to?"

"Or is she a noble lady from some cultivation family?"

"With a junior like you, even a prestigious family can demonstrate its family tradition."

As soon as Shen Ruwan finished speaking, the number of onlookers suddenly increased.

Some people may appear to be browsing around picking out items they like, but in reality, they are just like the vendors, listening intently to what's going on.

These days, all the sects that have come are small sects, and they certainly have no connection with the top-ranked sects in the cultivation world. So the only remaining explanation is that this boastful woman comes from a prestigious family.

I wonder which noble family raised such a girl, causing trouble for the disciples of the Supreme Sect in the territory of the Supreme Sect.

You should listen carefully.

While the others were watching the spectacle, Shen Ruyin only paid attention to her older sister.

The new female cultivator snorted and said, "I am the legitimate daughter of Marquis Ning of Zhou, Princess Linghua."

Shen Ruyin understood. No wonder her sister reacted so strangely; it turned out that this was the fake heiress, Wei Linghua.

After Wei Linghua said this, the surroundings fell silent, but she was extremely satisfied.

Of course she was satisfied. She always had the final say in the Ninghou Mansion. Even the princes of Zhou were infatuated with her and fawned over her, serving her hand and foot.

Once she arrived at the sect, because of her good aptitude and the resources her family sent her, everyone in the sect treated her like a treasure.

This led her to develop a slightly erroneous perception of her own family, believing that her status would be something to be proud of even in the cultivation world.

But in fact, the reason why the people around them didn't speak was simply because they were speechless.

That's right. Wei Linghua made such a big fuss just now, and they thought they would see some gossip about aristocratic families that they could share with others when they got back. They didn't expect her to be just a young lady from an ordinary country, not even a princess.

The fact that they're eavesdropping here proves one thing: they're wasting their time.

"Oh," Shen Ruyin tugged at her sister's sleeve and naturally asked the vendor again, "How many spirit stones are these two hairpins?"

Knowing where Wei Linghua came from, the vendor didn't hesitate and immediately said to Shen Ruyin, "I'll give you two low-grade spirit stones. If you have any of the resources on this list, you can exchange them for two of them."

The vendor handed over a list, which Shen Ruyin glanced at briefly before putting the spirit stones away and taking out a few more resources that the vendor needed.

These are things that Shen Ruyin no longer needs, but they are in the greatest demand of the vendors.

The vendor happily accepted the gift and even gave the Shen Ruyin sisters two pretty boxes as a bonus. Then he turned to Wei Linghua and said, "Are you going to buy it or not? If not, don't block the way. I still have business to do."

Wei Linghua was furious: "You! Why did you sell them to them? I told you I wanted them all!"

The vendor was quite amusing; he took out an abacus and pretended to use it, saying, "If you want to buy them all, I'll offer one hundred high-grade spirit stones, or you can exchange these resources for them."

The vendor simply took out a very long slip of paper, not intending to hand it to Wei Linghua, but only showing it to her in front of her.

One high-grade spirit stone is equal to one hundred mid-grade spirit stones, which in turn equals one thousand low-grade spirit stones.

A low-grade spirit stone is used most frequently in daily life and can buy quite a lot of things, so the vendor's asking price directly shocked Wei Linghua.

"How many hairpins do you have at your stall? You just quoted them two low-grade spirit stones for two hairpins, and you also showed them the list of resources you exchanged, but that's how many you actually had!"

"Trickster!"

“How can you call me a profiteer?” the vendor argued. “You said you wanted to buy everything in bulk. The goods on my stall are just the tip of the iceberg. I have plenty more. If you want to buy everything in bulk, I will give you the bulk price and even round it down.”

Are you going to buy it or not?

"I...I..." If it were gold, Wei Linghua could easily take it out, but spirit stones, especially so many high-grade spirit stones, were something she really couldn't afford.

She stubbornly refused to admit that she didn't have that much money and resources, and just when she was at her wit's end, her senior brother arrived.

"Junior sister, Master is looking for you. Why are you here all by yourself? Come with me quickly."

"They've arrived," Wei Linghua said, feeling as if she had been granted a pardon. She turned to look for her senior brother and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

The crowd dispersed in a panic, and the Shen Ruyin sisters, having had their fill of the show, also left the area. However, they had soundproof talismans placed around them, so only they could hear each other using their own sound transmission talismans.

Shen Ruyin tentatively said, "That female cultivator was really interesting. She thought her family background in the mortal world would be so intimidating in the cultivation world."

"Didn't her sect members tell her the details?"

“Who knows,” Shen Ruwan said. “Our Supreme Sect wouldn’t look down on someone like her, but smaller sects might not.”

"Some minor sects cultivate not to seek the path to ascension, nor to seek seclusion from the world, but only to engage with the world and have deep connections with mortal nations."

“Such a small sect is naturally happy to fawn over her.”

Shen Ruyin nodded, but still asked, "When my sister saw her just now, her expression was a little off. From what she said, she was from the Ninghou Mansion, a city near our village."

"If I'm not mistaken, she's the Su family girl who was mistakenly identified by my sister back then?"

“It’s her,” Shen Ruwan didn’t hide it from her sister. “She looks almost the same as when she was a child, so I recognized her at a glance.”

"No, I should say that someone as vicious as her, who would slash people's faces at the drop of a hat and whip them until they were covered in bruises, how could I not remember her vividly?"

Shen Ruyin looked at her sister with some worry.

Shen Ruwan patted her hand: "It's all in the past. Now I am Shen Ruwan, and I will only ever be Shen Ruwan."

While the Shen sisters were talking, Wei Linghua's senior brother asked her, "Junior sister, how did you get into a conflict with the disciples of the Supreme Sect just now?"

"Didn't Master tell you that when you're out and about, you should be careful and not flaunt your status?"

Wei Linghua felt wronged by his accusatory words: "I just don't like her face. It's so similar to my mother's face. How can it be on a stranger?"