The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 112 - 111 It Was Too Hard for Me to Play

Chapter 112: Chapter 111 It Was Too Hard for Me to Play

Xie Jiuniang strolled leisurely through the city.

Knowing that the person following her was a male cultivator, she deliberately ducked into shops that sold girls’ items, such as rouge, face powder, women’s jewelry and so on.

The follower was utterly frustrated.

Xie Jiuniang came out of a jewelry store and had just stepped over the threshold when a female cultivator suddenly collided with her.

The speed was so fast that it startled her.

"Fellow Daoist, are you alright? I apologize, it was my haste that almost made me bump into you." Gongsun Xue’s demeanor was polite and accommodating, making it easy for one to feel amicable towards her.

Xie Jiuniang was momentarily dazed.

Here we go again.

Nevertheless, she quickly composed herself and replied with a smile, "It’s fine."

"I am Gongsun Xue of Minghua Sect, may I ask how to address fellow Daoist?" Gongsun Xue inquired further with a light and pleasant smile.

Xie Jiuniang’s face showed timely confusion.

Gongsun Xue feigned embarrassment and said, "Sorry, it was presumptuous of me."

"No, I know you." At that moment, Xie Jiuniang was like a straightforward and naive young girl, "My eldest sister is Xie Ying of Tianxu Sect, I’ve seen you with her."

"Is that so? Then that truly is a fortuitous encounter."

Surprise flashed across Gongsun Xue’s face.

So, one with intent and one with a motive casually made each other’s acquaintance.

Subsequently, Gongsun Xue suggested treating her to a meal.

Xie Jiuniang acted as if she could not refuse and followed along.

Gongsun Xue thought she was engaging in a topic of interest, talking about clothes, jewelry, rouge, and powder; after eating to their hearts’ content, she took Xie Jiuniang out shopping like an elder sister, buying her lots of nice things.

Xie Jiuniang initially feigned reluctance.

Then, unable to decline the cordiality, she accepted them.

Her demeanor was truly like gaining an advantage yet pretending otherwise. It was as if, "I don’t want it, I really don’t want it, but I can’t bear to refuse sister Gongsun’s enthusiasm."

Jian Lingyan watched the entire scene, "Master, my eyes hurt from watching."

"You’re a sword, do you even have eyes?"

"I am a Sword Spirit, a Sword Spirit! Of course, I have a pair of eyes."

"Never seen them, come on out, let me have a look?"

As soon as Xie Jiuniang said this, Jian Lingyan had no way to respond and played dead in the Contract Space.

For the following three days.

Gongsun Xue invited Xie Jiuniang to have fun all over the place.

Every time there was a need to spend Spirit Stones, Gongsun Xue would rush to pay the bill. This day, she brought Xie Jiuniang to the Underground Beast-fighting Arena.

Xie Jiuniang pretended it was her first visit, curious about everything and questioning everything.

Gongsun Xue was especially patient, answering all her questions one by one.

Following the script from her previous life.

Xie Jiuniang knew the main event was about to start.

After three days of building a rapport, thinking they were now familiar with each other.

The two arrived at an arena between Demonic Beasts.

An array barrier enveloped the arena, ensuring the battling Demonic Beasts within did not affect the spectators outside.

Gongsun Xue smiled and said, "They’ve started fighting, huh. If they hadn’t started when we arrived, we could have picked one to bet on."

"Gambling is bad," Xie Jiuniang seriously commented.

Gongsun Xue replied, "A small wager lifts the spirits, betting a hundred or two hundred Spirit Stones is nothing, just take it as having some fun."

"What sister Gongsun says is right, it’s just that I’m too serious." Xie Jiuniang changed her tune again.

Gongsun Xue’s lips curved up slightly.

These past few days, she had been following Xie Jiu’s mother around, not allowing her any time to study the Stone Elephant. In the process of interaction, she had somewhat grasped Xie Jiu’s mother’s character.

The young girl was very naive, and not at all cunning.

The family said she might have tricked Wu Sheng and Xie Ying; there must be some hidden details in this matter. After this event was over, she’d have the family look into it thoroughly.

"What a pity, there are no free seats on the first floor. However, I have a few friends who happen to be in a private room on the second floor with the letter ’A’. Do you mind joining them?" Gongsun Xue casually asked.

"I don’t mind at all, it’s better to have a private room than to squeeze with others downstairs."

Once Xie Jiu’s mother said this, Gongsun Xue was extremely pleased.

Gongsun Xue found a waiter from the place, gave a name, and had them lead the way to the A-class private room on the second floor without any obstruction.

The private room was elegantly arranged, with several young people sitting inside, both men and women.

When Xie Jiu’s mother entered, she saw them all chatting and laughing, enjoying their conversation.

If not for knowing the truth, Xie Jiu’s mother would have thought they were well acquainted with each other. However, having experienced this scene in her past life, she knew these people were just brought together temporarily.

Their purpose was to put on a play for her, to lead her into their scheme.

Xie Jiu’s mother smiled shyly and took a seat in a chair upon invitation.

Everyone greeted each other and introduced themselves briefly, not too enthusiastically, but also not uncomfortably.

They managed that balance quite well, at least in Xie Jiu’s mother’s opinion, these people seemed like born actors.

"Xiaojiu Junior Sister, have some Spirit Fruit. These are provided by the Beast-fighting Arena, and they taste quite good." Gongsun Xue moved a plate of Spirit Fruits towards Xie Jiu’s mother.

Xie Jiu’s mother picked one up and immediately took a bite: "Thank you, Senior Sister Gongsun, you should have some too."

Gongsun Xue followed by picking one up, pretending to bite off a small piece.

Really just a small piece, almost no more than breaking the skin of the fruit.

Xie Jiu’s mother was aware of the issues with these scions of aristocratic families, who hardly ate anything from outside. Accompanying her these few days had truly been tough on her.

At this moment, everyone was not talking much, even if pretending, they appeared to be focused on the stage at the first floor.

The two Demonic Beasts fought ferociously, both covered in wounds, nearing the end of the battle.

After a short while, the stage finally had a victor.

Actor A was overjoyed: "I won! Hahaha, I’ve won. Old Wu, bring out the items, let me pick."

Actor B said despondently, "I will surely win it back the next round."

Then, the loser laid out ten items on the table, allowing the winner to choose one.

Xie Jiu’s mother sneered inwardly, commenting on the quality of the acting performance.

Gongsun Xue, showing much interest, said, "Xiaojiu Junior Sister, do you want to play? The next round is about to start."

"This..." Xie Jiu’s mother hesitated a bit.

Actor A said, "Friend Xie, join in the fun. It’s so boring just sitting here."

"Yes, let’s all play. We’re just betting the least valuable things from our Storage Bags; we’re not using anything good. What is there to fear?"

Actor B joined in the encouragement, and others chimed in: "It’s just placing bets for fun!"

"Exactly, if everyone plays and you don’t, it spoils the mood."

All eyes turned to Xie Jiu’s mother.

Appearing to have thin skin and not wanting to spoil the fun, Xie Jiu’s mother agreed, but inside she was complaining to the Jian Lingyan: "Oi, I’m acting too hard, way too hard!"

The Sword Spirit couldn’t help but express its disdain: "The dog owner is clearly enjoying it."

The betting game was very simple. It involved pairs betting against each other, both staking on one side of the competition on stage.

The stake was that the loser had to put out ten objects, from which the winner could freely choose one.

Since they were all betting persons, with Xie Jiu’s mother and Gongsun Xue being new, it was natural for the two of them to pair up for the bet.

In Xie Jiu’s mother’s view, Gongsun Xue’s little tricks were far less clever than those of Mo Chuan and Lin Wangchen.

If she really were a child of about ten, she might find it interesting. But as someone who had lived for over two hundred years, this scene was like playing house with children.