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

Finally, after countless meticulous moments, a jet-black jadeite gradually revealed its true form. A satisfied smile crossed Ji Lao's face. He picked up a bowl of water from the side and gently sprinkled it over the jadeite. Water droplets danced on the jadeite's surface. Sunlight filtered through the window, causing the jadeite to glitter in the combination of moisture and sunlight, like the brightest star in the night sky. At this moment, all the waiting and hard work had paid off. The beauty of this jadeite exceeded all expectations.

Master Ji contemplated the unraveled black jadeite with satisfaction, then slowly handed it to Ying Ni, who waited nearby. Ying Ni accepted it, her eyes gleaming with surprise and gratitude. She knew this jadeite wasn't just a precious treasure; it was also a testament to Master Ji's respect for craftsmanship and time, and his unwavering pursuit of perfection. She understood that its creation was the culmination of Master Ji's years of skill and experience, a source of shared pride and honor.

Ying Ni accepted the black jade, her heart filled with longing for the future. She knew that this jade would begin a new journey, that it would be meticulously carved and eventually become an unparalleled work of art.

Under the radiant sunlight, a piece of dark jade, as deep as the night, lay quietly in Ying Ni's hands, seemingly filled with endless secrets. The onlookers' gazes crossed, curiosity and wonder intertwined in their eyes. They gathered around, eager to catch a glimpse of this rare gem. Ying Ni gently lifted a transparent glass cover and carefully covered the dark jade, signaling that they could admire it up close, but for protection, she gently reminded them not to touch it.

A renowned domestic jeweler squeezed through the crowd, his gaze gleaming with expertise. He carefully examined the piece of black jadeite. Though modest in size, its texture and color were breathtaking. He calculated that it could be cut into six exquisite bracelets, and could also be fashioned into ornaments like peace pendants and safety lockets. The jeweler's mind was already picturing the magnificent finished pieces, imagining how they would gleam under the light and how they would imbue the wearer with a noble aura.

The jeweler approached and politely engaged Ying Ni. He made an enticing offer: a pair of bracelets from her, offering a high price and the promise of professional craftsmanship. Ying Ni smiled faintly, knowing the value of the black jadeite and the jeweler's sincerity. She pondered for a moment, then nodded gracefully, agreeing to the jeweler's request. Ying Ni knew this deal would be mutually beneficial: she would earn a substantial income, while the jeweler would further enhance its brand value through the black jadeite.

A murmur rose among the crowd. While some expressed regret at not being able to touch the black jadeite, they felt fortunate to witness such a treasure with their own eyes. Some began discussing its possible origins, while others speculated about what kind of exquisite jewelry it would eventually be crafted into. Everyone's heart was filled with a yearning for beauty and a curiosity about the unknown.

At the market in Mingtou District, an extraordinary rumor quickly spread: Ying Lai's miraculous discovery of Black Jade. Black Jade, a jadeite as deep as ink, is highly prized for its rarity and mysterious hue. Its unique luster and deep color, seemingly concealing ancient secrets, captivate collectors and gem lovers alike. Ying Lai's name is now inextricably linked to this gemstone, and her presence becomes the focal point of every stall. Her every move captures the attention of the crowd, as if her every action is closely linked to the mysterious power of Black Jade.

As Ying Lai glided gracefully through the bustling crowd toward a stall, a curious and excited crowd quietly followed behind her. Their eyes were filled with anticipation and curiosity, as if awaiting a miracle. Ying Lai's every move captured their attention, and her every gesture and glance seemed to reveal the ancient legends and unsolved mysteries of Mo Fei.

She gently picked up a stone and examined it closely. It shimmered with an alluring luster in the sunlight. A sly glint flashed in the stall owner's eyes, knowing full well that Ying Lai's touch often heralded the arrival of wealth. Sure enough, as Ying Lai held the stone for more than a minute, the stall owner began to raise the price, as if silently declaring: Ying Lai's choice guaranteed the best quality. At the market, every selection Ying Lai made became the focus of everyone's attention, and her every decision could affect the stall owner's business and the gem's market value.

Even if Ying Lai ultimately decided not to purchase the stone, it wouldn't matter. There would always be others in the crowd willing to pay a high price for the stone she had appraised. They believed Ying Lai's discernment meant that the stone she favored must be valuable. They believed that every touch of Ying Lai imbued the stone with a special power, a power that brought good luck and wealth. Therefore, even if Ying Lai didn't purchase, the stone would be bought by others at a higher price. Everyone in the market longed to get a piece of Ying Lai's luck and the mystery of black jade.

Muya stood before an ancient jade stall, intently examining the various stones. Her fingers gently brushed across the rough surfaces, as if sensing the mysterious power within. A subtle excitement flickered in her eyes, for she knew that within these stones might lie the jade of her dreams. Her passion and pursuit of these stones stemmed not only from their beauty and value, but also from the profound culture and history they carry.

Beside Muya, several bodyguards busily worked, following her instructions as they meticulously packed carefully selected stones into wooden crates. Muya meticulously selected each stone, each one satisfying her. Her talent for jade appreciation is renowned in the industry, and today, she seems to have found a few more treasures that will further her fame. Muya treats each stone with profound reverence, believing each holds its own unique story and soul, a journey she strives to bring to life through her hands.

Muya instructed her bodyguards to load the wooden crates filled with stone into a carriage, ready to be transported back to her warehouse. She stood there, her gaze once again scanning the selected stones, her heart filled with anticipation. She knew these stones would be carved into exquisite works of art, and she, with her hands and wisdom, would once again transform these silent stones into vehicles for storytelling. She dreamed of a day when these works of art would be appreciated and understood by even more people, allowing them to experience the culture and history behind the stones.

When the last stone was securely placed on the carriage, Muya nodded gently, signaling her bodyguards to depart. She walked toward Ying Ni and, looking at the crowd surrounding her, shook her head. These people were simply shameless, following her around to pick up the missing pieces. She knew that as she selected the stones, these people were always trying to find clues in her choices, hoping to find some treasure she had overlooked.