The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

As the sound of the cutting machine gradually died down, the stonecutter finally unearthed a crystal-clear icy jadeite. Sunlight filtered through the glass window, illuminating the jadeite with a captivating luster. The stonecutter carefully handed the jadeite to a young man standing nearby, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. He seemed to be hoping for a good price, a perfect acknowledgment of his skill and hard work.

The shop owner, realizing the jade had been sold, immediately had his staff set off firecrackers outside the shop entrance. The blast attracted the attention of many nearby jewelers, who gathered around, curious about the jadeite. Their eyes were filled with longing, as if they were imagining what it would look like once it was carved into exquisite jewelry.

"Young man, would you consider selling it to us?" a jeweler asked tentatively. The young man gazed at the jadeite, his mind racing. He knew it was hard-earned, as if his ancestral graves had given him such good fortune. However, taking it home was unsafe, so he decided to trade it for cash. He understood that money was the only practical solution to his many current problems.

"Selling, but to the highest bidder," the young man said firmly. As soon as he finished speaking, interested parties rushed in with bids, and the atmosphere became tense and heated. Ultimately, the jadeite was purchased by a renowned domestic jeweler at a high price. The two parties settled the deal immediately, and the transaction was successfully completed. Holding the banknotes in his hand, the young man felt a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

Seeing that the crowd had slowly dispersed, Ying Meng and Mu Ya looked at each other, then found a stool from somewhere and sat down in the Jieshi Square to continue joining in the fun.

For the next few days, Ying Ni and Mu Ya chose not to go anywhere else. They simply sat quietly in the bustling stone-cutting square, absorbed in observing every detail of the stone's dissection. The square was as bustling as ever, with a diverse crowd gathered there. Some hoped to find hidden treasures within the stone, while others simply came to join in the fun and enjoy the atmosphere. The sunlight streaming down the square illuminated the texture of each stone with exceptional clarity, as if telling its own untold story.

Ying Ni and Mu Ya sat in a corner of the square, their figures unnoticed in the crowd, but their expressions, filled with interest and curiosity, made it clear that they were curious and excited about every change here. Their laughter, crisp and melodious, blended with the clamor of the square, forming a vivid scene, as if their laughter was the most beautiful movement in this clamor.

When the Burmese warlords and government learned that these two women had the audacity to join in the fun in Jieshi Square, their reactions were invariably one of shock and disbelief. They had originally assumed that Miao Yimo and her men had come with the intention of intervening in the chaotic situation, seeking profit, or perhaps even orchestrating some hidden agenda.

However, the reality defied all expectations. Miao Yimo made a brief appearance before hastily departing to attend to internal Miao affairs. Meanwhile, Ying Ni and Mu Ya, two seemingly fragile women, became the most steadfast bystanders in the square. Their presence and presence seemed to silently convey their deep connection to the stone-cutting process.

During these days, apart from buying a few pieces of stone from Ji Lao, they devoted almost all their time to the stone-cutting square. They witnessed the stones being cut and polished until their inner secrets were revealed. Their focus and dedication made it seem as if they were part of the stone-cutting process, and their presence filled the entire process with vitality and energy.

This baffled the warlords and government officials, already suspicious of Miao Yimo's intentions. They couldn't understand why the two women were so eager to watch the stone cutting, even risking their lives to remain in the square. This confusion weighed heavily on their hearts, making them unable to let go. They began to doubt their own judgment. Perhaps these two women were not as simple as they had imagined.

Despite this, the bustle and bustle of Jieshi Square seemed unaffected by these suspicions and confusions. Ying Ni and Mu Ya continued to sit there, beaming, as if they had become one with the land, an indispensable part of it. Their presence brought a sense of tranquility and harmony to Jieshi Square, and their laughter and focused concentration became a unique feature of the square's landscape.

After handling a series of urgent matters, Miao Yimo hurried back to his hotel. He felt a surge of anxiety when he opened the door and found the room, which should have been occupied, empty. He immediately summoned his subordinates, eagerly inquiring about Ying Meng and Mu Ya's whereabouts. The subordinates quickly replied, "They've been hanging around Jieshi Square lately." Upon hearing this, Miao Yimo didn't hesitate and immediately set off for Jieshi Square.

When he arrived at the stone-cutting square, he immediately spotted Ying Meng and Mu Ya, squeezed in among the crowd, craning their necks to peer inside. Miao Yimo hurried over and found a group of people gathered around a stone-cutting machine. As the machine started up, a roaring sound erupted, and the previously boisterous crowd suddenly fell silent, as if everyone was afraid that any noise they made might disturb the stone-cutting master.

Miao Yimo learned from the conversations around him that this group had banded together to purchase the stone. Now that they had finally secured it, they couldn't wait to begin learning about the stone's processing. As the machines continued to roar, the onlookers held their breath, each focused on the stone whose fate was about to be revealed. The air was filled with an atmosphere of tension and anticipation, and Miao Yimo couldn't help but be drawn in.

He stood in the crowd, his gaze fixed on the stone through the gaps between them. Miao Yimo knew that in the next few minutes, the outcome of the stone's tumbling could change the fate of everyone present. Like everyone else, he waited anxiously for the decisive moment.

As the stone gradually unravelled, the jade within was revealed. The jade's water quality was superb, a top-grade glass-grade stone, though it was dotted with black spots and a few cracks. These spots and cracks, like a unique mark left by nature on the jade, evoked both admiration and regret. Observers watched, their thoughts swirling. Some lamented the loss of the jade, while others suggested a potential turnaround.

The jade cutter put down his machine, looked around, and asked his employer if he wanted to continue. After a few people gathered to discuss the matter, one of them suggested he had an advanced machine and could go back and cut the jade slowly. The others agreed, believing that perhaps, with the advanced machine, the jade would reveal its true value.

The people around were disappointed to learn of the outcome, like a brilliant play suddenly ending, leaving people wanting more. It felt awful to be halfway through eating the melon, but life is like that, full of unknowns and uncertainties. There was nothing they could do, though, so they could only disperse, each returning to their own lives, anticipating the next surprise.