Everyone knew why there was an apology; it was because Old Duo had stopped Yong Ji from killing Zheng Cong, which brought a huge hidden danger to Mi Xiaojing and his companions.

If Yong Ji had just killed with one sword strike, although there would be trouble afterward, it wouldn’t have been too problematic, because once a person is dead, many issues can be left unresolved. This is why the practice of silencing by murder is prevalent in the Cultivation World.

In fact, Yong Ji was well aware that Old Duo had taken sides. If he had been on good terms with Yunjian Pavilion, Zheng Cong would never have been able to leave no matter what.

Mi Xiaojing had been silent all this time, just sitting quietly.

Old Duo instructed, “Girl, give them a better quality Flying Boat.”

Wei Zhen was frustrated inside. As soon as Old Duo arrived, he waived half of the Spirit Stones, meaning she had lost her earnings. However, she dared not object, though her voice betrayed her displeasure: “Yes.”

Old Duo got up to leave, saying as he walked, “That’s that!”

Yong Ji stood up and said, “Thank you, senior.”

Mi Xiaojing and Luo Bo also stood up but merely bowed without speaking.

Old Duo’s voice came from afar: “Enough.” He had already walked away.

Wei Zhen watched Old Duo leave, her delicate face collapsing as she said dejectedly, “Ah, all that work for nothing, big brother, you guys really scored,” glancing sneakily at Yong Ji.

Yong Ji laughed, knowing what Wei Zhen was thinking. In fact, he didn’t care about the saved Spirit Stones since it was Mi Xiaojing who would pay. He said, “I’ll give you a thank-you gift!”

The situation took a turn, and Wei Zhen’s face blossomed with joy: “Big brother, you’re so kind.”

And she started acting coquettishly again.

Mi Xiaojing was helpless and couldn’t help but laugh, while Yong Ji remained calm, saying, “Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and bring the Flying Boat.”

Wei Zhen threw a flirtatious look and clapped her hands twice, snap snap, and a servant ran in. She said, “Alright, go fetch the Flying Cloud Boat, the one with the ‘Bing’ mark, don’t get it wrong.”

The servant left swiftly, and shortly after, two servants came in carrying a shuttle-shaped object that was two meters long.

Mi Xiaojing and Luo Bo were curious. This thing was large and unlike any magical treasures or spiritual instruments they had seen before. Over two meters long, pointed at both ends, bulging in the middle, streamlined, with patterns on it, no visible doors or protrusions, it was a peculiar sight.

Luo Bo said, “How is this supposed to transport people? It’s too small!”

Wei Zhen pouted, thinking to herself what a country bumpkin, but she still smiled and said, “Little brother, this is its unactivated state. Once activated, hehe, it’ll be big.”

Mi Xiaojing and Luo Bo didn’t understand her insinuation, only Yong Ji rolled his eyes internally, thinking who would understand such talk with a child?

Luo Bo said, “Oh.”

It was difficult to store the object in a storage bag, but Mi Xiaojing touched it and directly stored it in his storage bracelet, causing Wei Zhen’s eyelids to twitch. She then realized that Mi Xiaojing was using a storage bracelet, a valuable item that was rarely seen on the market.

The Magical Technique to activate and drive it was simple, no need for instruction, just understanding the patterns on the Flying Boat was enough. It was a universal item, usable by anyone.

Yong Ji asked, “How many Spirit Stones in total?”

Wei Zhen hemmed and hawed for a while before finally saying, “Three… three hundred, three hundred Spirit Stones.”

Mi Xiaojing couldn’t help but laugh. He too liked Spirit Stones, but he had never been like this. He flipped his wrist, and a small bamboo basket appeared in his hand, followed by another, taking out three in total, each woven with fine bamboo strips and containing one hundred low-grade Spirit Stones.

These were woven by Zhang Ke when he had nothing to do, originally for holding miscellaneous items, but Mi Xiaojing thought they were also good for holding Spirit Stones, so he had Zhang Ke weave some more when he was free.

Clatter! Clatter! Clatter!

They were all poured onto the table, the small baskets taken back, leaving three piles of Spirit Stones on the table. Yong Ji was speechless, seeing Spirit Stones stored in bamboo baskets for the first time.

“Little brother, my thank-you gift?”

Wei Zhen’s eyes were watery as she looked at Mi Xiaojing.

Mi Xiaojing took out two Spirit Stones and said, “Is this enough?”

Wei Zhen held her teacup to hide her excitement. She had just taken a sip when she saw Mi Xiaojing take out two Spirit Stones as a thank-you gift, and she couldn’t hold back, spraying the spiritual tea out.

Pfft!

It went straight onto Yong Ji’s face.

It wasn’t that Mi Xiaojing was stingy; he genuinely didn’t understand. To him, two Spirit Stones were already quite a lot.

Yong Ji calmly wiped his face, looking at the frantic Wei Zhen.

Just as Wei Zhen was about to explode, Yong Ji said, “Oh, don’t worry, he doesn’t understand what a thank-you gift is.”

A torrent of words rushed to her throat, ready to burst out, but Yong Ji’s words choked them back, and she made a gagging sound, her face turning red from being stifled.

Mi Xiaojing still hadn’t caught on, while Wang Weijun was laughing his head off in the Heart Tower.

“Wow haha, hahaha! Two Spirit Stones, hahaha, I’m dying of laughter!”

Mi Xiaojing was genuinely clueless: “Old man, did I give too many Spirit Stones?”

“Hahaha, hahaha.”

Wang Weijun was nearly dying of laughter, finding Mi Xiaojing’s earnest nonsense hilarious. Two Spirit Stones? Really like giving alms to a beggar.

Mi Xiaojing looked at Yong Ji and said, “What is a thank-you gift, ah? I really don’t understand.”

Immediately, Wei Zhen lost all her temper. She swallowed hard and took another sip of spiritual tea, finally catching her breath, her flushed face gradually returning to normal.

Yong Ji said, “One hundred Spirit Stones, let’s consider that our thank-you gift.”

Ah?

Mi Xiaojing was stunned. A rental fee of three hundred Spirit Stones, yet a thank-you gift of one hundred Spirit Stones?

Wei Zhen was overjoyed. Having been completely disappointed by the two Spirit Stones, she had not expected Yong Ji to offer a thank-you gift of one hundred Spirit Stones. Even though it wasn’t as much as she initially calculated, she was still very satisfied with one hundred Spirit Stones, especially compared to the two.

Mi Xiaojing was pained, but even so, he still took out a basket of Spirit Stones. Whether it was Yong Ji or Wei Zhen, or the two servants, they all watched speechlessly as he used a basket to hold Spirit Stones. Whose idea was this?

Clatter!

Another pile was poured onto the table, making four piles of Spirit Stones in total, all low-grade, one hundred in each pile, clearly counted with a sweep of Divine Sense.

Wei Zhen shamelessly beamed and took away a pile of Spirit Stones, then instructed the servants to collect the other three piles. The transaction was complete.

Despite Mi Xiaojing feeling a bit of pain, when it came to taking out the Spirit Stones, he didn’t even blink.

Wei Zhen finally came back to life, still lamenting in her heart that earning Spirit Stones was not easy. After all that work and spending some spiritual tea, she hadn’t lost out and had made a small profit.

“Little brother…” To be continued.