The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Jiang Yingxue, who was called, could only say: "Yes"

Then, she raised her Buzhou Sword and swung it fiercely toward the ruins before her. As she swung the sword, a wave of cold air instantly swept through. The sword energy, like a current of cold air, sliced ​​through the surrounding air, carrying a biting chill straight into the ruins.

With a loud bang, rubble and debris froze instantly under the spreading frost. The wreckage of the already collapsed house was scattered all over the ground under the impetus of the cold, and even the temperature around it dropped suddenly...

"I go..."

Even Jiang Yingxue herself did not expect that the power of the Buzhou Sword would be so overbearing.

"No, you're still only in the Qi Refining Stage..." Wan Jinan looked at Jiang Yingxue in disbelief: "You can unleash such power in the Qi Refining Stage? Impossible!?"

Jiang Yingxue chuckled twice and said bewilderedly, "Perhaps this is the power of the Buzhou Sword. The sword is indeed a sword, powerful...powerful...but Master, I'm really hungry now. How about we go to the cafeteria to eat something first?"

Jiang Yingxue quickly diverted everyone's attention, and Wan Jinan nodded: "Okay, let's eat first, and by the way, think about how to clean up the mess."

In the cafeteria, Jiang Yingxue ate so quickly for the first time. Every time a dish was served, Jiang Yingxue would put it into her own bowl, and her little mouth never stopped eating.

Everyone sitting at the table looked at her, and they couldn't help but be stunned. Chu Ying paused and said, "Yingxue...you look like you are really hungry, right?"

Jiang Yingxue nodded while biting her bun. After swallowing it, she took a deep breath and said, "Yeah, I don't know why, but I feel like all my strength has been drained away. I'm so hungry. Maybe it's the aftereffects of the sword recognizing its master."

Wan Jinan nodded solemnly, "I guess so. And think about it, when you used the Buzhou Sword just now, the power you unleashed was beyond the capability of a Qi Refining Stage cultivator. I guess that strike cost you a lot of spiritual and physical energy."

Jiang Yingxue was just worrying about how to find an excuse, when Wan Jinan made one for himself. So this is what it means to have a great scholar arguing for me!

"I see..." Jiang Yingxue murmured, "Master is indeed very knowledgeable. I was wondering why I got hungrier just by waving my sword."

Wan Jinan raised his chin. "Yes, so if you want the Buzhou Sword to continue to work, you must quickly improve your cultivation! The sect competition is coming soon, and we, the First Peak, must stun everyone!"

Wan Jinan spoke excitedly, but suddenly lost his temper: "But now, the three of you have weapons, but my beloved Yan Chuan has nothing. It's really pitiful and shabby..."

Hearing this, Yan Chuan glanced at Wan Jinan and said, "Master, please be careful with your words."

"What's the matter? Hasn't your master always loved you the most?" Wan Jinan glared back, "It's just that rebuilding the First Peak now also requires money. If I order someone to make a sword specifically for you, it will probably be another expense. It's difficult, difficult..."

After saying that, Wan Jinan held his head dejectedly.

Jiang Yingxue smiled, her brows curved, and said in a relaxed tone, "Alright, Master, didn't I tell you? Leave the reconstruction of the First Peak to me."

"Yingxue, I know you're rich, but have you forgotten that you paid over 20,000 spirit stones last night? That's probably drained your savings, right? Did you know that the fire this morning destroyed 80% of the houses on the First Peak? Do you know how many spirit stones are needed to rebuild it?"

Seeing Wan Jinan's serious expression, Jiang Yingxue couldn't help but swallow. Could it be that expensive? She only had 50,000 spirit stones left. After all, it was necessary to build a building, and spiritual craftsmen would be needed, so the labor costs were higher than those of ordinary people.

"Well..." Jiang Yingxue hesitated and asked tentatively, "Master, how many spirit stones will that require? It shouldn't be too many, right?"

"Oh, you're scared, right?" Wan Jinan shook his head and held up two fingers: "Probably, this is the number we need."

"Two hundred thousand spirit stones!?" Jiang Yingxue gasped. "So many!?"

Wan Jinan waved his hand quickly: "What are you talking about? Even if we renovate the entire Xianyun Sect, it won't cost 200,000 spirit stones. Fortunately, we don't have any treasures or magical tools on the First Peak. Renovating all the houses will cost 20,000 spirit stones-"

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Yingxue's expression straightened, and without hesitation, she took off a storage ring from her left hand. She pinched the ring between her fingers, her eyes firm and serious, "Come here, Master, I have 30,000 spirit stones. Take them all. Be sure to renovate the First Sect into something more luxurious."

With that, she expertly activated the magic circle on her ring, gently aiming it at Wan Jin'an's ring while whispering a formula. A faint flash of light appeared, and spirit stones rapidly transferred from her ring. In just a few breaths, thirty thousand spirit stones were securely stored in Wan Jin'an's ring.

After sensing that there were 30,000 more spirit stones in his ring, Wan Jinan was stunned and didn't recover for a long time.

"So much...how much? Thirty thousand? You didn't pay me after you filmed the Spirit Girl last night?" Wan Jinan said in shock. In all his life, this was the first time he saw someone so wealthy giving him money.

"Of course I gave it to the auction house. How could they let him go if I didn't?"

The spirit girl who was eating beside her nodded quickly: "Miss Jiang gave it to me, I saw it with my own eyes!"

"Then you are really...rich enough."

Wan Jinan sighed. He tried to put on a stern face and project the dignity of a master, but the 30,000 spirit stones nestled quietly within his ring weighed down his dignity. The corners of his mouth began to curl upwards uncontrollably, and his serious expression took on a comical quality.

"But thirty thousand spirit stones seems a bit too much. Oh, I'm so sorry." Wan Jinan frowned, trying desperately to control his expression, but it felt awkward no matter what he did. In fact, twenty thousand was already an exaggeration, let alone thirty thousand.

This move of mine is not for an inner disciple, it is clearly for the God of Wealth!

Jiang Yingxue leaned back in her chair, a faint smile on her lips. "Master, don't be embarrassed. I was the one who caused this thunder tribulation, so you can use it. But this time when we're renovating the First Peak, please make sure it looks beautiful, so that other sects don't say we're shabby."

"Don't worry!" Wan Jin'an said quickly, "After I finish my meal, I'll go find the craftsmen to draw up the blueprints. Pavilions, towering towers, mountains and flowing water, everything must be arranged! With 30,000 spirit stones, I will not only rebuild the First Peak, but also make it beautiful! Make it high-end and classy! Oh, this time, our First Peak is going to be proud of itself!"