Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter-Chapter 931 - 930 News of the Resurrection Monster

Chapter 931: Chapter 930: News of the Resurrection Monster Fruit_1

Chapter 931: Chapter 930: News of the Resurrection Monster Fruit_1

“You little rascal!”

Hearing the crisp and pleasing laughter, Ancestor Kunlun’s anger dissipated instantly, no longer bulging his eyes or raising his beard, revealing an extremely amiable expression.

*

“Qingluo, I’ve received definite news about the Resurrection Monster Fruit,”

After a while, the master and disciple put away their smiles and started to discuss the serious matter.

Ancestor Kunlun stroked his beard with a solemn expression, “That old fellow only has one of those plants and refused to give it up. I have negotiated with him many times and offered a great price, but he still won’t agree.”

“Master, can you try negotiating with him again?”

Lin Qingluo’s heart raced with excitement as she tried to suppress her joy, “I don’t need the whole Spirit Plant, just one mature seed will do.”

“Seed?”

Ancestor Kunlun obviously hesitated for a moment when he heard the word seed.

After a while, he sighed in relief and revealed a glad smile.

A seed will do after all!

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It’s better than nothing.

And it would also resolve one of his worries.

“You’re sure you want the seed?”

Thinking of this, the old man asked again, testing the waters.

“Yes.”

Lin Qingluo’s eyes were determined and indefatigable.

“Alright.”

Ancestor Kunlun’s spirit surged: “For my precious disciple, I will put my reputation on the line and approach him once more.”

“Hehe, Master, you’re so good!”

Lin Qingluo was secretly delighted and returned a sweet smile, “I also have something nice for you, Master.”

As her words fell, she waved her right hand, and a basket of Spirit Peaches appeared on the stone table.

“Hehe, good to see you have some conscience.”

Ancestor Kunlun’s eyes lit up when he saw the Spirit Peaches, stroking his beard and laughing.

Lin Qingluo grinned cunningly, “If Master likes them, I’ll transplant a Spirit Peach Tree for you one day, so you can eat as many as you like.”

“Haha, good! I’ll be waiting for your Spirit Peach Tree.”

Ancestor Kunlun was so delighted that he twitched his beard. The more he looked at his wily little disciple, the more he liked her. His heart and eyes were full of affection.

*

Xiao Mu, Xiao Ming, the two Senior Brothers, led their newly acquainted Junior Brother and Junior Sister and purposefully wandered around the Immortal Sect.

First, they went to the Service Hall of the outer sect and each received a token symbolizing their identity as Kunlun Sect disciples.

Additionally, they were given a set of blue clothes, a Storage Bag, a Low-grade Flying Sword, six Low-grade Spirit Stones, and thirty Fasting Pills.

The teenagers looked exceptionally spirited in their blue clothes with the tokens, brightening people’s eyes.

Ye Qingying’s eyes brimmed with envy, but as a young girl, she couldn’t just change her clothes publicly. She could only fume with anger and give up.

“Six Low-grade Spirit Stones and thirty Fasting Pills are standard equipment for outer sect disciples. Every month, you can use the token to collect them from the Service Hall,”

Xiao Mu, being gentle by nature, was responsible for explaining and introducing everything to his Junior Brother and Junior Sister with great seriousness.

“Next, let’s go to the Transmission Hall to watch the Transmission Hall Senior Brother teach the Magic spells.”

Xiao Ming interjected with a smile, and as he spoke, he waved his hand, conjured a Flying Carpet, and called the boys and girls to stand on it.

Under his mana, the Flying Carpet took off smoothly, like a streak of light flying towards the Transmission Hall halfway up the mountain.

After a cup of tea’s time, the carpet landed steadily on the square in front of the Transmission Hall.

Some new outer sect disciples were practicing Magic spells on the square, with colorful lights weaving through each other, appearing beautiful to the onlookers.

A few disciples noticed the Flying Carpet and looked curiously.

Xiao Ming didn’t mind, put away the Flying Carpet, and made a hushing gesture towards the teenagers.

“Everyone, remember not to talk. The Transmission Hall does not allow for any commotion. Let’s quietly go inside, find a quiet corner to sit in, and that’s it.”