The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 93 - 92: No Need to Struggle Anymore_2

Chapter 93: Chapter 92: No Need to Struggle Anymore_2

"A small opportunity, just a small one."

"Xie Jiujiu dismissed it with a sentence and quickly changed the subject, "Dad, give this bottle of Spiritual Liquid to Grandfather as a return gift for the Little Flying Boat, and tell him that he doesn’t need to send me anything in the future. The family doesn’t owe me anything."

Similarly, she didn’t owe the family either.

Xie Shen understood his daughter’s meaning; she didn’t want to be indebted to her grandfather’s kindness.

A jin of Top Grade Spiritual Liquid was a great item that could be used by both Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators, and it was more than enough to exchange for a Little Flying Boat.

Xie Shen put away the Top Grade Spiritual Liquid and then suggested, "This batch of resources is too large to sell all at once in the Fangshi... It might be a good idea to sell them to your grandfather. I’ll get you a good price."

"As you please, Dad, but don’t say they came from me," Xie Jiujiu said. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust her grandfather; it was that the fewer people who knew, the smaller the risk. "I went to the Secret Realm in disguise, and not many people know about it."

The elders who provided escort were not gossipy, so they should not talk carelessly.

If Mo Chuan had something to say, he would have said it long ago.

The father and daughter duo were busy sorting through the resources until midnight, by which time they had only sorted through two Storage Bags. They stopped because Mo Lan had emerged from seclusion.

When Mo Lan came out and didn’t see anyone but found the Great Tortoise Shell in front of the pavilion, she was startled at first. Once she realized that the father and daughter were working inside, she found it both amusing and exasperating.

"You and your daughter are quite the interesting pair. You have a perfectly good house, yet you choose to hide inside a tortoise shell?" Mo Lan teased with a laugh.

Upon seeing her mother, Xie Jiujiu happily bounced up.

Seeing her daughter, Mo Lan was equally delighted.

Xie Shen shared his daughter’s grand achievements with his wife.

Mo Lan looked at her daughter with an imposing gaze that needed no anger to enforce.

Xie Jiujiu, feeling uneasy, sat obediently like a little rabbit, which brought on a bout of hearty laughter from Jian Lingyan, who teased that even the master has her days.

"This appearance of my daughter... It’s a good thing she won’t grow any bigger," Mo Lan said, playfully flicking her daughter’s hair on her forehead with a touching remark.

Xie Jiujiu was left speechless and choked with emotion.

That was a direct hit to the heart.

Fortunately, there was a massive amount of resources to be sorted. Her parents were too busy to scold her.

There were unprocessed Spirit Stones, ores, Spirit Plants, and large quantities of Demonic Beast hides, tendons, bones, etc. In addition, there were some Jade Slips, books, and Magic Artifacts, along with a pile of various other items.

Seeing these items that clearly belonged to different people, Xie Shen finally believed his daughter had indeed been gathering the possessions of the deceased.

By the time everything was sorted, two days had passed. The couple, faced with this large batch of resources, both felt as if they were dreaming.

Xie Shen said groggily, "Daughter, next time you need to give me a heads-up, so I can be mentally prepared."

"We’re barely scratching the surface! Just a little something, you’ll get used to it after a few more times," Xie Jiujiu replied nonchalantly.

It wasn’t arrogance; she truly didn’t care.

In fact, the items she had brought over were only those she was willing to let her parents see. Treasures that would make Divinity Transformation experts green with envy, such as Rainbow Stones, Top Grade Spirit Stones, Spirit Crystals, and Spiritual Marrow, had not been taken out at all.

She had not planned to reveal the Top Grade Spiritual Liquid either, but since she hadn’t expected the Little Flying Boat to be a gift from her grandfather, she was forced to take out a tiny bit as a return present.

Furthermore, she kept half of the Superior Spirit Stones for herself, since the seventh-grade Array Plate consumed Spirit Stones and could save her life if necessary.

The resources her parents were tallying paled in comparison to the treasures she had kept back.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to tell her parents.

Yet these high-level resources were beyond what Foundation Establishment Cultivators needed, and taking them out might only scare them, leading inevitably to a bout of anxiety and trepidation.

At this moment, there was a pile of storage bags laid out on the table, with Mo Lan even carefully attaching labels to each.

Mo Lan chuckled lightly, "I’ve cleared out five storage rings without any family emblems. Who wants them, you or your daughter? I already have one and was planning to give one to Jiujiu, but now it seems unnecessary."

Storage rings were now so plentiful they could be auctioned off.

Xie Shen turned his head to look at his daughter, signaling with his eyes for her to make the first choice.

"I want the one with the largest and the smallest space, one bright and one dark," Xie Jiujiu picked out two. The largest one had several hundred cubic meters of space, while the smallest had only ten.

She wore the smaller storage ring on her index finger and strung the larger one with a thin cord, hiding it inside her collar around her neck.

Xie Shen handed the ring with the largest space to his daughter-in-law, then took ownership of the remaining two, one bright and one dark, following his daughter’s example.

Suddenly, Xie Jiujiu slapped her forehead as though remembering something significant, "I almost forgot, I have some great stuff for mom and dad, too."

"What else is there? Don’t be afraid to show it, daughter. Don’t worry about scaring your dad; I’m used to it by now," said Xie Shen, now desensitized.

Mo Lan gave him a reproachful look, "What are you babbling about? Can’t you act properly?"

Xie Shen laughed foolishly.

Xie Jiujiu took out twelve drops of Spiritual Marrow and solemnly handed ten drops to her parents.

Five drops each. After assimilating them, they should be able to improve their aptitude slightly.

In fact, using three drops each would already be pushing it.

The fourth drop would have a minimal effect, and using a fifth would be extravagant, but Xie Jiujiu was more than willing to indulge.

Xie Shen was beyond the point of reaction.

The Chaos Pearl was already a huge opportunity, and now five drops of Spiritual Marrow?

Mo Lan was equally stunned by her daughter’s generosity, "Jiujiu, all these..."

Xie Jiujiu hurriedly explained, "I lucked out in the Secret Realm, didn’t encounter any danger. I don’t need them anymore. These two drops are meant for my fourth sister."

"That’s good then," Mo Lan patted her heart, needing a moment to recover from the shocks of the past few days.

Before returning to the Sect, Xie Jiujiu repeatedly urged Xie Shen, "Dad, you should start secluding yourself to refine the Chaos Pearl as soon as possible. Let’s not worry about the shop for now, and when you and mom come out of seclusion, have someone notify me. Then the three of us can go on an adventure together."

"Alright! You behave yourself in the Sect, no more trouble," Xie Shen came back to his senses and admonished in return.

Xie Jiujiu rolled her eyes dramatically, then complained to her mother, "Mom, look at dad, doesn’t he know how to speak? How could I possibly cause any trouble? Am I the kind of person who stirs things up? If anything, others start with me first."

"Hahaha."

Xie Shen laughed heartily, "My daughter is right; it’s dad who misspoke."

Mo Lan pursed her lips and held back a chuckle, her phoenix eyes brimming with mirth.

Once Xie Jiujiu packed away the Great Tortoise Shell and left,

Xie Shen simply lay back, musing aloud, "Wife, I never dreamed that one day, I, Xie Shen, would enjoy such blessings from our daughter, without having to strive for more... Hahaha."

"Dream on,"

Mo Lan smacked his arm, chiding and laughing, "You better write to your father right away. Aren’t you worried about losing all these things..."

"Okay, okay, I’m on it."