Quick Transmigration: A money-loving man meets a boy who gives away money!

The sails fluttered loudly in the air. Yu Ci sat cross-legged on the deck, watching the flock of spirit birds following the spacecraft, breaking through the clouds and wind resistance.

They have light green feathers, the tips of their tails slowly turning red, and the way they flap their wings vigorously looks as if their buttocks are on fire.

This unreasonable association brought her out of her trance and she chuckled.

Then my thoughts turned to what it would taste like if this little bird were roasted?

It must be a plate of roasted chicken with a juicy color and lingering fragrance~

The smile on the corners of her mouth faded, and she placed the jade Bodhi in her palm and folded it up. The luster of the jade hairpin became more and more glossy, smooth and delicate, as if it had been stroked and played with over and over again.

After touching it twice and putting it away, she cast her eyes on Zhang Wei, who was mingling with his fellow apprentices across the street. His "disguise" was so good that even Yu Ci could hardly see through it.

If it weren't for the fact that his eyes always contained a hint of provocation every time he looked at her, Yu Ci would have found it hard to imagine how hideous his face once was.

Or maybe the person in front of me is not the same soul as before.

But is this possible?

He traveled into the world, and then was traveled into by someone else?

This is a bit too absurd.

She simply stopped worrying about it and turned her gaze to the disciples around her. The nine people in this group were all in the late stage of foundation building, one step away from the golden elixir.

But the gap between the two is like a small river compared to the Yangtze River, one is a trickle, the other is a torrent. Countless cultivators are stuck in the foundation-building stage for their entire lives, unable to make any progress, and end up regretting it for the rest of their lives.

Even for the weakest Jindan, slaughtering a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator is as easy as killing a chicken or a dog.

However, the people around Yu Ci are unlikely to have such an ending, as they are her junior classmates.

In the late three years of foundation building, they are all talented young men.

But with the bright pearl in front of them, their light was dimmed a lot.

If it weren't for Yu Ci, there would be at least five talented young people in this class who could be counted on one hand.

First, she entered the Yuhuo Pavilion with a top-grade fire spirit root. Then, she followed the path of dominating fire. Her phoenix fire would ignite anything it touched, and she burned down countless small houses in the pavilion. At the age of fifteen, she already owed a fifty-year term of selling her body, and the debt was still rising.

Then there is Shi Jia, one of the few people in Yutu Pavilion who has mastered the art of physical training. At the age of eighteen, he has eight pack abdominal muscles, a height of six feet eighty, and a body of iron and steel. Ordinary swords and knives are powerless against him.

The next one is Brother Zhang Wei, who has the five elements spiritual roots. He managed to achieve a heavenly foundation in this world where the spiritual energy is relatively thin. He has solid cultivation, is elegant and handsome, and has won a lot of fans.

Finally, there is Mingjian, who was born with a sword body. She is taciturn, ruthless and doesn't talk much. Apart from having a strong desire for war towards her opponents, she is usually a corner spirit with no sense of existence.

In addition, there are people with ethereal roots, alchemy geniuses, talisman geniuses... It can be said that there are many talented people.

It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time.

Yu Ci's eyes swept over the crowd, and their originally relaxed backs straightened unconsciously. Feng Zi looked back and snorted softly. Shi Jia scratched his head. Ming Jian paused while wiping his sword, and looked over with a look that seemed to be full of swords and sabers, and there was a strong fighting spirit in his eyes...

She coughed lightly and said, "The small secret realm has both dangers and opportunities. You are inexperienced, and the elders on this trip should have warned you. I won't say more."

"But since you are in my team, you must obey my orders. If you see unknown spiritual medicines and powerful monsters, you should be timid and run away."

"Remember, your lives are much more important than this small secret realm!" Yu Ci's originally somewhat frivolous voice gradually became serious, and her serious eyes scanned the faces of several people. She was afraid that someone would pretend to obey but actually disobey in their hearts, and if something happened, she would not be able to take care of both sides.

Seeing her serious expression, everyone said in unison: "Yes."

"Okay, then everyone come and get some little fox fur. When we encounter danger, just throw it out to cover the enemy's face." Yu Ci took out a handful of fox fur in the Sumeru space with one hand. The pure white fox fur shone transparently under the light.

Yu Ci was seldom generous and stuffed ten hairs into each person's hand. The average value of one hair was that of a fox at the third level of Qi Refining. Ten foxes at the third level of Qi Refining would not be as swarming as an elephant, but the survival rate could still be improved.

There are ten people in total including her. The uncle-master said that it would be enough to bring out 80% of them. The ones in front of him were either born with sword bodies or had excellent spiritual roots. It would be a pity if any one of them was lost. It was obvious that he wanted to bring all of them out safely!

I hope these little ones are good!

There is also Zhang Wei, who was pushed in by Lu Feng, who said that he should temporarily leave the sect and keep an eye on his movements.

Yu Ci had exactly this idea. She was very curious about the world behind Zhang Wei. She thought what Sixth Sister said was only a small part of it.

If we can imprison him, search his soul, and refine the oil, maybe...

She glanced at Zhang Wei with a strange look, which frightened his stable facial expression.

[Warning! The opponent has 71% killing intent and 29% must-kill intent! Means include but are not limited to whipping, nailing, burning, boiling souls to make soul oil, pulling out tendons and bones...]

He reacted quickly, avoiding the other person's gaze, and for the first time he didn't glare back.

Yu Ci smiled strangely. She was sure that there was indeed a mysterious power in the other person's body, but it didn't seem as strong as she had imagined.

Seeing Yu Ci's smile, Zhang Wei's expression faltered. Finally, he let go of the cloth he was holding tightly at his side, and forced a "gentle" smile on his face towards Yu Ci.

Yu Ci remained indifferent. She lowered her head and began to eat the food that the eaters of Xing Palace had prepared for her trip. Plate after plate of exquisitely designed pastries appeared in front of the disciples.

"Would you like some?" She greeted her fellow juniors enthusiastically, and Shi Jia came over, picked up a plate and poured it into his mouth.

His mouth was like a funnel, he finished the whole plate in one gulp without any hesitation, and then wanted to eat more, but Yu Ci blocked his hand.

"Alright, if you eat too much you won't be able to digest it." Yu Ci stopped him dryly. It's not that she was stingy, but these were medicinal foods that could cleanse the tendons and marrow to a small extent. If you eat too much, your foundation-building body will not be able to digest it.

Shi Jia was stunned for a moment, then he licked the cake crumbs around his mouth with his tongue, clasped his fists and bowed to Yu Ci, saying: "Thank you, senior sister!" The next second he sat cross-legged on the spot and began to absorb the medicinal properties.

Yu Ci picked up the pastries with a smile and looked at the other people.

Now few people refused, and they all extended their hands actively, "Thank you, Senior Sister!"

"Senior sister is quite nice!"

"Senior sister, can I have two more pieces?"

"What for?" Yu Ci asked.

"I'll take it back to feed the parrot and see if I can enlighten its mind!" The speaker was a monk with wood spiritual roots, a walking druid. A chameleon was lying on his head and a small green snake was ringed on his wrist, but he looked very refreshing.

"Okay." Yu Ci broke off a small piece and handed it to the mouth of the chameleon on his head.

"Senior Sister, Huanse doesn't usually like to talk to people..."