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He Yixuan took out a storage bag, opened the bag, and said calmly, "Here are 10,000 high-grade spirit stones. This is the deposit I gave to the weapon refining master."

The clerk looked at the high-quality spiritual stones that were emitting a sparkling light, and his mouth was so big that he could fit a fist in it.

He stammered, "Please, please wait a moment. I will go and ask for instructions right away."

He trotted upstairs and told the steward what had happened.

The steward frowned, "Ten thousand high-grade spirit stones? Did you see that correctly?"

He has been in this business for so many years, but he has never seen such a generous customer.

The clerk nodded desperately, "It can't be wrong, I checked it several times."

The steward pondered and took a sip of tea. "This is troublesome. We can't offend both sides. I will go ask the weapon refiner first. I hope she will agree."

third floor.

Shen Qingjiao quietly hid behind the door, watching Xiao Cui passing by in the corridor, smiled slyly, and pressed the spring button of the fist magic weapon.

Bang.

The spring fist flew out and hit Xiao Cui's back of the head hard.

"what-"

Xiao Cui screamed and felt dizzy from the sudden punch.

After a few seconds, she shook her head vigorously to get rid of the dizziness, and did not forget to look around while holding on to the wall.

Then she saw her young lady hiding behind the door with an innocent look on her face, covering her mouth with her hands, looking frightened, "Oh, who is so mean to tease my little Cui on purpose?"

Xiao Cui bit her lip and looked at Shen Qingjiao angrily, "Miss!!! You are making fun of me again."

The steward happened to see this farce.

He was somewhat helpless. Master Shen's mischievous nature was not at all consistent with her status as a powerful weapon-refining master.

"Is there anything wrong?" Shen Qingjiao noticed the manager's gaze.

She had previously instructed the steward not to disturb her with trivial matters. Now that the steward came up to her, it must be something important.

Xiao Cui sensibly stepped back.

The steward hesitated and said, "Master Shen, there is a guest outside who wants you to customize a large number of magic weapons. He is also willing to pay 10,000 high-quality spirit stones as a deposit. The condition is that he wants to discuss it with you in person."

Ten thousand high-quality spirit stones?

Shen Qingjiao was a little surprised. Who on earth was the other party? How could he be so generous?

She immediately became curious and said, "Please ask the manager to ask him to go up to the third floor so I can talk to him face to face."

When the steward heard that she was willing to make an exception, he breathed a sigh of relief, nodded with a smile, turned around and went downstairs to invite the guest up.

Shen Qingjiao walked into the inner room, raised her hand and waved, and a densely covered bead curtain was hung on the door.

This is not an ordinary bead, but a clam pearl condensed from a clam monster that has existed for two hundred years.

It can not only block sight, but also block spiritual consciousness.

The guest said he wanted to discuss the matter with her face to face, so it was just as well for her to talk to him through the beaded curtain.

Hearing footsteps coming downstairs, Shen Qingjiao walked to the window and saw the steward leading a guest upstairs.

The man had an ordinary appearance, the kind that would be hard to find if thrown into a crowd.

However, Shen Qingjiao keenly sensed that the other party was using a shapeshifting device.

Although his appearance was ordinary, his every move revealed an aura of nobility and elegance, like a sharp sword in a cold pond, cold, arrogant and lonely, yet looking down on the world.

Just like the cold-blooded and ruthless Immortal Lord Lingxiao.

Shen Qingjiao was shocked by the thought that popped into her mind.

Why did I suddenly think of him?

During the battle in Dongzhao Valley, she hid behind a big rock. When she saw Xie Zun's clone trying to attack He Yixuan, she rushed forward and stood in front of He Yixuan.

Unfortunately, the gap in strength between her and the Evil Lord's clone was too great, and she was unable to completely block the attack of the Evil Lord's clone for He Yixuan, and could only self-destruct the Liuyun Sword.

At that moment, an idea suddenly occurred to her.

She used a magic weapon to create the illusion of her own soul explosion, and after saying a few words to He Yixuan, she let the system send her away.

"Host, are you missing Immortal Lord Lingxiao?" The system smiled maliciously.

Shen Qingjiao immediately denied it, "I didn't, I wasn't, don't talk nonsense."

Say the important thing three times.

The system laughed and did not expose her.

There is only one truth, and it has already glimpsed a corner of the truth.

Back in Dongzhao Valley, the reason why it expended its energy to transfer the host was because the host completed the original owner's requests with super high quality.

The host successfully distanced herself from her hypocritical sister, became the leading eighth-grade equipment refiner, and the youngest Jindan cultivator, successfully discarded the reputation of being a waste, and slapped the faces of all those who looked down on her.

From that day on, the host who completed the mission completely let himself go, and made a fortune by selling magic weapons in the Treasure Pavilion branch. He enjoyed delicacies from land and sea every day and was very happy.

It’s just a pity for the infatuated Immortal Lingxiao, who thought Shen Qingjiao was dead and stayed in Dongzhao Valley every day, feeling extremely miserable.

The kind-hearted creature began to suffer from the torment of its conscience, regretting having helped the host fake his own death and escape, and deceiving the Immortal Lord Lingxiao.

At this moment, the steward had already led He Yixuan to the hall and called softly through the beaded curtain, "Master Shen, the guests have arrived."

Shen Qingjiao touched the voice changer in her hand, and her sweet voice instantly turned into a rough male voice, "Please ask him to sit down, I will talk to him through the beaded curtain."

The steward was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at He Yixuan, as if asking for his opinion.

Hearing the strange man's voice, He Yixuan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. It seemed that the person opposite was not Shen Qingjiao.

Just thinking of the mark on the fist magic weapon, his dead heart started beating again, and he said lightly, "No problem."

The steward breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and left.

After He Yixuan sat down, he tried to probe his spiritual sense into the inner room, but found that his spiritual sense was blocked by the bead curtain.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a bead curtain woven from hundred-year-old clam pearls. No wonder it could block his spiritual sense.

A strong curiosity arose in my heart: Is it necessary for a man to use such an exquisite beaded curtain? It seems more like a woman's style.

What secrets are hidden behind the curtain?

Shen Qingjiao coughed lightly and said, "What kind of magic weapon do you need to customize?"

He Yixuan looked at the bead curtain quietly, as if he could see the appearance of the person opposite him through it.

After waiting for a while, Shen Qingjiao didn't hear any answer.

She was a little confused, thinking that the other party didn't understand her question, so she patiently explained, "Different magic weapons have different refining times and different materials, so the prices will vary greatly..."

Before he could finish his words, a gust of wind blew past, and the bead curtain in front of him was suddenly lifted up by a big hand.

He Yixuan slid into the inner room like a dragon, and when he saw the other person's face, his heart was filled with waves.

The other person looks exactly like Shen Qingjiao.

He had never heard that she had twin sisters.

If the person in front of him is Shen Qingjiao, then who was the one who blew up his soul half a year ago?

Shen Qingjiao watched the man break into the inner room and approach step by step. Her face suddenly darkened and she shouted angrily, "You are so rude, man!"

She raised her hand, and a guqin that was shining with gorgeous purple light appeared on her lap. Her slender fingers were placed on the strings, and she was about to pluck the strings to summon the sonic blade.

He Yixuan's pupils shrank slightly.

He remembered that in the secret palace, Shen Qingjiao had used this guqin to deal with evil cultivators.

The identity of the person in front of him was undoubtedly Shen Qingjiao.

Thinking about how he had repented and blamed himself day and night for her death, guarding the desolate Dongzhao Valley, while this woman was living happily in the Treasure Pavilion, the anger in his heart suddenly spread like a spark that spread across the prairie and was out of control.