Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 317 Let's see the strength with a high-grade spirit stone

"Can you please change your habit of wanting everything?"

Yin Shishi became the Holy Maiden of Chonggu Village last night, and this morning she encountered a headache.

Xue Lan sat in front of her, holding a bowl, her face full of anticipation.

"So, little butterfly... can you help me persuade her?" Xue Lan's tone was full of pleading.

Yin Shishi put down her chopsticks and bowl: "Absolutely not, I can't afford to lose face like that."

Xue Lan pouted: "Actually, you've already noticed, haven't you? That child is destined to lack vitality. Staying in Chonggu Village means he'll only face setbacks no matter what he does. It's better for him to come with me."

“Following you, we’ll be homeless, and you can’t even support yourself!” Yin Shishi said irritably.

"How could I not be able to support myself? Don't question the strength of a weapon cultivator, okay?" Xue Lan was displeased upon hearing this.

The woman stood up abruptly from her stool and grabbed Xue Tong, who was focused on eating breakfast.

"Look at this one, I've raised it to this size, I'm always sure of everything I do."

Xue Tong, with half a steamed bun in her mouth, seemed a little lost.

Yin Shishi gave a sarcastic smile and stretched out her hand to Xue Lan: "Let's see your strength with a thousand high-grade spirit stones."

Xue Lan licked her lips: "Look at this child, how lively he is now."

Xue Tong ate half a steamed bun without saying a word.

It looks like a puppet.

Yin Shishi still stretched out her hand: "Let's see your strength with a thousand high-grade spirit stones!"

Xue Lan didn't speak, but smoothly released Xue Tong and sat back on her stool: "Can you help me with my trip to Seven Butterfly Valley?"

Yin Shishi stopped pressing the man for the thousand high-grade spirit stones. The silver crown the woman was wearing today was much smaller, and it jingled as she lowered her head.

Xue Lan heard Yin Shishi's puzzled voice: "Didn't the Peacock Lord give you a token?"

Xue Lan: "Does it work here too?"

"That's the Peacock Lord's token, something that lets you do whatever you want in Jidu. Surely Seven Butterfly Valley won't stop you from entering."

Then Yin Shishi saw Xue Lan stand up with a smile on her face: "Then I'm leaving, I'm leaving first!"

Xue Lan took a few steps forward, her pace quick.

Then I realized that I was only walking on my feet, and my position didn't change at all.

The woman slowly turned her head, her voice tinged with grievance: "Shishi, you're back now, what kind of nonsense is this, not letting me leave?"

Yin Shishi didn't speak to her. The Holy Maiden took out some small black stone pieces with engraved patterns from the cloth bag at her waist and handed them all to Xue Tong.

"There's a demon market nearby these days. Take those two little spiders up there to play, and buy whatever they like."

"As for your older sister, lend her to me for a few days."

Xue Tong looked at Yin Shishi in front of her, and then at Xue Lan, who was standing weakly at the door.

A moment later, Xue Tong walked up to Xue Lan, took two small spiders out of her sleeve, and spoke with a pained tone.

"It's not that I wanted it to be this way, Xue Lan..."

The girl's face showed genuine pain: "It's not that I don't want to save you, it's just that my cultivation level is too low. Once I find some good treasures in the demon market, I'll come back to save you."

As he said this, Xue Tong swiped Xue Lan's small bag of spirit stones.

Xue Lan was furious: "If you're not Xue Tong, are you a robber?"

Xue Tong weighed the bag of spirit stones in her hand, then ran out the door with the two little spiders.

After losing all sense of that person's presence, the heartbroken Xue Lan slowly spoke:

"Shishi, I've already told you that there's nothing wrong with my body."

Yin Shishi walked up to Xue Lan and looked into Xue Lan's strange gray eyes: "Whether you're sick or not isn't up to you to decide."

With just one sentence, Xue Lan's sophistry was completely shut down.

Yin Shishi had a small black bamboo basket at her waist. She tapped it lightly with her fingertips, and Xue Lan heard a hissing sound.

It's a snake.

A small golden snake slowly crawled out of the bamboo basket, its dark eyes staring at Xue Lan, its dark golden pupils turning into slits.

"No... Shishi, I'm afraid of snakes," Xue Lan said weakly.

“It’s not because of a union.” Yin Shishi answered irrelevantly, and the woman slowly reached out her hand.

The small golden snake obediently climbed onto her finger and wrapped around the woman's wrist twice.

"If I want to form a pact with Yinhe, I'll have to wait until the next time the Gu Pool boils."

As the woman spoke, Xue Lan noticed a hand resting on her shoulder.

Then something slowly crawled up the hand and onto his body.

Xue Lan's heart died.

The golden snake slowly coiled around Xue Lan's arm. Xue Lan tried her best to suppress her divine soul power so as not to frighten the little creature.

The small golden snake coiled around Xue Lan's upper arm, propped up its front half, and slowly approached Xue Lan's eyes.

Xue Lan couldn't help but speak again: "This little thing is quite cute when I use my divine sense to probe it. Will it bite me?"

Yin Shishi's voice was somewhat cold: "It's still small, it can't bite anyone."

Xue Lan felt the light in front of her eyes was somewhat blurry, and knew that it was the little snake moving its body.

To ease the slightly awkward atmosphere, the woman smiled and continued, "And what about when you grow up?"

Yin Shishi gave a forced smile: "Even when you grow up, you don't bite people, and you just swallow whatever you eat directly."

Xue Lan's joyful expression froze instantly, looking somewhat strangely comical.

The small golden snake swayed slightly in front of Xue Lan's eyes for a while, and a white scale on its back began to glow faintly, with the light growing stronger and stronger.

Xue Lan noticed that the atmosphere around her suddenly became solemn.

A third person appeared at the door; it was Yin Yue.

The woman's voice carried a hint of laughter: "It's almost certain, she's losing her soul, judging from these eyes."

Yin Shishi took a deep breath, her calm tone sending a chill down Xue Lan's spine:

"You're really skilled, Xue Lan."

Xue Lan's mind was in complete chaos.

No, you two, don't misunderstand. Actually, I'm just shaking because my soul isn't in sync with mine. It's really not that my soul is scattered.

The little bit that spilled out was all leaked out by myself.

But can this be said? Of course not, otherwise the execution would be changed from being carried out in the autumn to being executed immediately.

Yin Shishi released Xue Lan from her restraints and sat back down in her seat.

"Go ahead."

The two words, spoken softly, carried no emotion other than coldness, yet Xue Lan sensed a feeling of "I'm listening to your fabrication" in them.

Xue Lan looked like a wilted eggplant: "Whether you believe it or not, this really isn't a case of my soul dissipating."

Yin Yue found Xue Lan very interesting. The woman looked at Xue Lan's gray-white eyes and gently touched the corner of Xue Lan's eye with her fingertip.

Xue Lan instinctively backed away, somewhat disliking the aura emanating from this person.

Yin Yue burst out laughing: "Like a puppy."

Xue Lan: You're the dog, your whole family are dogs!

Yin Shishi was truly at her wit's end with this person. The woman sighed, her voice like the gentle drizzle of early autumn:

"The cultivator's divine soul is so powerful, he really kept it from us all!"