The Yun Family's Ninth Child Is An Imp!

Chapter 253: I’ll Play You to Death

Yun Chujiu looked at the pile of shiny Spirit Stones on the ground and said with a smile, “Brother Wuji, the storage bags given out by my sect are too small. Can you give me a few storage bags?”

Yun Chujiu took out the storage bag given by the sect and said with a look of disdain.

Xue Wuji’s eyes flashed. “Little Sister Jiu, I see that you don’t have any spiritual power. How do you use the storage bag?”

Yun Chujiu said mysteriously, “Brother Wuji, I’ll let you in on this secret! Actually, I have the Thunder Root Spirit so I can cultivate! As for why others can’t tell the presence or level of my spiritual power, it’s because I obtained a spirit concealing pill and can hide my spiritual power after consuming it.”

“Thunder Spirit Root? It’s a very rare spiritual root! Does that expressionless Di Beiming know about this?” Xue Wuji was very surprised even though he had already guessed that Yun Chujiu had spirit energy. After all, without spirit energy, it was impossible for an immortal item to recognize her as its owner. However, her having the Thunder Root Spirit was a little surprising.

“I can’t be bothered to tell him! But, he should’ve partly figured it out by now!” Yun Chujiu said disdainfully.

Yun Chujiu’s disdainful expression pleased Xue Wuji. Xue Wuji took out a small ring from the storage ring and handed it to Yun Chujiu. “Little Sister Jiu, take this storage ring. This one is worth hundreds of storage bags.”

Shadow agent Huahua rubbed his eyes and scratched his ears. ‘My God, Young Master. Are you crazy or stupid?’

‘That was a storage ring with its own hidden attribute. How many people were there in the Tianyuan continent who could not even buy a high-grade spirit tool even if they were rich? And you’re giving it to this tan girl just like that?! Are you still the stingy Young Master that I know?!’

“This... Brother Wuji, this storage ring is too valuable. What if someone tries stealing it? It’s better for you to give me a few storage bags!” Although Yun Chujiu said so, she clenched the storage ring tightly and had no intention of returning it to Xue Wuji!

Xue Wuji naturally picked up on Yun Chujiu’s minor actions. Not only was he not disgusted, he even felt like he had found a kindred spirit. “Little Sister Jiu, you don’t have to worry about this. As long as you refine the ring, it can be hidden as you wish.”

“Really? It’s so magical? Brother Wuji, you’re really too generous!” Yun Chujiu pretended to be a country bumpkin who had never seen the world before, but in fact, she was extremely happy in her heart. ‘Little fellow, do you think you can fool me? I’ll play you to death!’

“Of course! Although this storage ring is worth millions of high-grade Spirit Stones, our friendship is priceless! In the future, if that expressionless man comes back, I’ll help you deal with him!”

Yun Chujiu nodded repeatedly. The two of them chatted for a while, and then Xue Wuji left with shadow agent Huahua.

“Huahua, what do you think of that little girl?”

“Young master, I think that little girl is very greedy. She’s also very impulsive. I can’t see any other characteristics aside from that!”

“You’re right. I have the best experience in dealing with these type of people. All I need to do is spend some Spirit Stones and give her some good food!”

“Young Master, since this little girl is so easy to deal with, why didn’t Di Beiming take her down? Besides, with Di Beiming’s spiritual power, it’s really easy to subdue her, so why let her rebel?”

“Tsk tsk! Huahua, you don’t even know! Di Beiming, that inexpressive man, can’t even speak. How could he make a young girl like him? As for why he didn’t make a move, I’m afraid he just wanted to have some fun. After all, getting a person’s heart is more challenging than anything else!”

Shadow agent Huahua was speechless. ‘Young Master, is being so narcissistic good for you? According to what I know, there are more women who like Di Beiming in the Tianyuan continent than people like you—someone who acts recklessly!’