A useless person with five spiritual roots? I sacrificed the proud daughter of heaven.

"That's it."

Mu Yao ate grapes one after another: "But it's okay, ever since Zhao Yanran came, he hasn't had time to bother me. He's probably busy chasing after his junior sister Yanran now, right?"

Yun Qianshan nodded, thinking, "He knows what's good for him!"

Sheng He stopped in her tracks, took a bunch of lychees from Mu Yao's hand, and stuffed them into Yun Qianshan's arms.

Then he flipped through Mu Yao's sleeves and touched Mu Yao's robes to make sure there was nowhere to put anything.

Looking up, I saw Mu Yao putting a loquat into her mouth.

Sheng He extended her hand to Mu Yao with a determined expression.

"Teach me."

"What? I don't have guavas here."

Mu Yao placed a peach into Sheng He's hand in a daze.

Sheng He shook his head, waved his hand lightly, and a handful of hidden weapons appeared in his hand.

"Senior sister, I've been practicing throwing weapons lately, but I just can't seem to get them out of my storage ring without anyone noticing."

“I’ve been secretly observing you for a long time, senior sister. Coconut, apple, orange... and now peach. Every time you finish eating a fruit, a new fruit immediately appears in your hand. Even the fruit pits you leave behind will mysteriously disappear.”

"I want to know, senior sister, how did you do that?"

"Yes."

Yun Qianshan peeled a lychee, stuffed it into his mouth, and nodded frantically beside him.

"You're talking about this."

Mu Yao opened her palm, and a sweet apricot lay quietly in her hand.

"There you go, that's it."

Mu Yao slowly rotated her wrist, and a ray of white light quickly fell from the bracelet on her wrist into her palm.

It was just that the view was blocked before, so Sheng He didn't notice it.

Looking at the watermelon in Mu Yao's hand, Sheng He nodded thoughtfully. This was much more concealed than a storage ring.

Moreover, Sheng He remembered that he had seen a bracelet that could be used for storage in his master's storage bag.

While eating watermelon, Sheng He listened to Yun Qianshan recount his previous relationship, secretly plotting when he could get the bracelet back from Tian Yu.

The three of them traveled to the gate of Cangshan City. Sheng He returned the porcelain bowl of sweet rice balls and was about to leave the city when an old man suddenly appeared and blocked Sheng He's way.

"Young lady! Young lady! I haven't given you your change yet, why are you leaving already?"

As the old man spoke, he put down what he was holding and carefully took out a cloth bag from his bosom.

Sheng He stopped in his tracks. It was already dark, and in the dim candlelight, the old man's face was indistinct, but Sheng He recognized the cloth bag in his hand.

It was called a cloth bag, but it was actually just a piece of yellowed linen with a crookedly embroidered green bamboo on it. It looked like it was made by the same person as her orchid handkerchief.

"You have no idea, when I came back after exchanging the money, I found that you were gone. I waited for you in that alley for almost half an hour, but then I thought that you might have left in some urgent matter, so this old man had no choice but to wait for you here at the city gate."

"Here, all that Taixu soil totals one tael and two mace. Little girl, you gave me ten taels, so here's eight taels and eight mace. It makes a perfect number!"

"The Void Earth?"

Yun Qianshan exclaimed in surprise, and Mu Yao immediately nudged her arm, signaling her to be quiet.

Seeing that Sheng He didn't move and instead kept her eyes fixed on the paper package the old man had placed on the ground, Mu Yao stepped forward and whispered softly in Sheng He's ear.

"It's herbal medicine for eye diseases and coughs, but there's too much of this medicine, and many of them are painkillers. I'm afraid the people who take these medicines don't have much time left."

Sheng He's fingers twitched slightly. She took the silver from the old man and smiled, "Thank you so much. I'm so sorry to have troubled you to wait for me for so long."

The old man waved his hand casually: "No trouble at all. You bought my things, it's only right that I do. Alright, I've given you the change, I have to go back now."

After the old man finished speaking, he picked up the medicine bag from the ground and prepared to leave.

Sheng He silently watched the old man's retreating figure until he had left the city and gone far away, only then did Sheng He turn his gaze away.

Master once said that one should not casually get involved in the karma of mortals.

But Master also said that in this world, there are things that should be done and things that should not be done.

Sheng He looked down at her hands. Was she reborn just for revenge?

After taking a few steps out of the city, Sheng He pulled Ao Shuang out from behind his back and jumped onto it.

"Senior Sister Mu, Senior Sister Yun, I still have some things to take care of. You two go back to the sect first, and I'll be there shortly."

"What? Are you going to become a great hero behind our backs?"

Yun Qianshan jumped up as well and grabbed Sheng He's waist.

"Do you really think I, Yun Qianshan, am such a heartless person?"

"That's right, that's right! I can refine pills, and I'm a professional at healing!"

Mu Yao also jumped up.

Aoshuang: ...

In just half a day, how did the three women on my back become so much heavier?

Yun Qianshan shook the several-pound jewelry on her head: That's right, otherwise my spirit stones would have been wasted.

Aoshuang took flight shakily, but fortunately the old man was not fast, and Aoshuang quickly caught up with him.

The old man seemed to be in a good mood, humming a little tune all the way until he came to a thatched hut. He stopped, looked at the medicine packet in his hand, and smiled broadly.

"Xiao Fen'er, I'm back!"

The old man called out and pushed open the door.

The room was completely dark, but the old man seemed to have gotten used to it. He groped his way into the bedroom.

There was only one candle lit in the bedroom, and an old woman leaned against the bed, embroidering a handkerchief by the dim candlelight.

"Little Fen'er!"

Only when the old man reached the woman's side did she finally raise her head. She wiped away the tears that kept flowing from the corners of her eyes, her cloudy eyes staring blankly at the old man.

"Cough cough...you...you're back."

"Yes!" The old man sat on the edge of the bed and placed the medicine packet into the woman's hands.

"I bought you medicine, you'll get better soon."

Seeing that the woman did not react, the old man raised his voice and said it again.

"I bought you medicine; you'll get better soon!"

"well."

The woman laughed, carefully touched the medicine packet, and gently patted the old woman, scolding her playfully, "Why did you take so long today? Is it because my embroidered handkerchief isn't good enough that no one wants to buy it?"

"Who said that? Your embroidery is excellent! When I went out today, so many people rushed to buy it! Didn't a young girl pay and run away? I had to give her change, and all that back and forth caused a delay."

Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan, who were both on the roof, looked at Sheng He at the same time.

Sheng He bowed and said: It's all my fault.

"Xiao Fen'er, lie down and rest for a while. Don't embroider anymore, it will hurt your eyes. The doctor said you need to rest well. You'll feel better after you take your medicine!"

After the old man finished speaking, he took the white gauze and needles and thread that the woman had placed by the bedside and put them aside.