The autumn wind rustled, and the gentle sunlight shone down on the streets and alleys, creating specks of golden light.
After returning the thirty thousand taels of silver to Ye Ziling, Ye Chenfeng used the remaining banknotes to purchase eight low-grade spirit crystals and two Raging Flame Pills.
"Sigh, I have less than five hundred taels of silver left from the three hundred thousand taels of silver. It seems that if I want to obtain more and better cultivation resources, I must enter the Heavenly Flame Martial House." Looking at the remaining banknotes, Ye Chenfeng helplessly sighed and muttered to himself.
The Sky Fire Martial House was a third-grade sect, and the Sky Fire Sect was the only martial house in the Zi Jin Kingdom. The examination was extremely harsh, and unless one was a genius among geniuses, it was impossible to pass the Sky Fire Martial House's examination and enter to cultivate.
However, once one passed the examination and entered the Sky Fire Martial House, they would be able to obtain the supreme divine abilities passed down by the Sky Fire Sect, as well as numerous soul skills and a large amount of cultivation resources.
Originally, Ye Chenfeng did not dare to dream of entering the Sky Fire Martial House to cultivate, but now that he had obtained the inheritance of the Soul Devourer, he was completely confident.
"Hmm, why is she here?"
Just as Ye Chenfeng returned to the small courtyard he rented with cultivation resources, he was surprised to see Bai Xiya in the courtyard. She was chatting with Ji Qingxue under a tree.
Today, Bai Xiya was wearing a jade-green chiffon dress. Her exposed snow-white skin was dazzling under the sunlight, and her slender legs were like deadly poison, emitting an alluring charm.
"Chengfeng, you're back."
Seeing Ye Chenfeng at the entrance of the courtyard, Ji Qingxue revealed a charming smile, like a newlywed wife. She stepped forward and held onto his arm, affectionately speaking.
"Qingxue, who is this?"
Ye Chenfeng looked at the tall and slender Bai Xiya, whose appearance was comparable to Ji Qingxue's, and asked softly.
"This is Bai Xiya, my best friend in the White Emperor City."
"Xiya, this is Ye Chenfeng, whom I'm going to entrust my life to. We've already privately pledged our lives."
Ji Qingxue introduced him affectionately.
"Why are these eyes so familiar?"
When Bai Xiya carefully sized up Ye Chenfeng, who was dressed simply, she discovered that his eyes were as black as ink and as deep as the ocean. She had seen such deep eyes once before. Master Chen, who possessed superb medical skills, also had a pair of deep eyes.
Moreover, their figures were extremely similar, as if they were the same person.
"Chengfeng, this should be the second time we've met. Are you the Master Chen who saved my grandfather?" Bai Shiya looked at Ye Chenfeng with burning eyes and asked straightforwardly. She wanted to find some clues from his face.
"What Master Chen?" Ye Chenfeng's heart was so strong that he didn't show any flaws on his face. He pretended to be surprised and said, "Did you get the wrong person?"
"You got the wrong person?"
Bai Shiya frowned slightly and looked at Ye Chenfeng over and over again. The feeling in her heart grew stronger and stronger.
Although Ye Chenfeng was very young, for some reason, she always had a feeling that Ye Chenfeng was that Master Chen.
"Shiya, what are you talking about? What Master Chen?" Ji Qingxue looked at Bai Shiya's slightly excited face and asked with a puzzled expression.
"Qingxue, do you remember the thing I just mentioned to you? I feel that Chengfeng is the Master Chen who saved my grandfather's life. "
Bai Shiya didn't give up and continued. She looked at Ye Chenfeng's expression from the corner of her eye.
"Shiya, I think you must have the wrong person. Chengfeng doesn't even have a spiritual beast. How can he treat injuries with acupuncture? If Chengfeng really has such superb medical skills, I would have invited him back to the imperial city to treat my grandfather's old injuries long ago," Ji Qingxue said with a faint smile.
Due to the existence of the God-eater Brain, Ji Qingxue couldn't detect the changes in Ye Chenfeng's soul. She didn't know that he had already condensed a spiritual beast and broken through to the level of a third-level spiritual beast.
"He doesn't have a spiritual beast."
Bai Shiya frowned slightly. She knew that without a spiritual beast, there would be no soul power in the body. When that master treated injuries with acupuncture, he did release his soul power.
"Well, although Chengfeng doesn't have a spiritual beast, he is very talented and very hardworking. I think as long as he works hard, he can still make a name for himself in the future."
In order to make Bai Shiya believe that she and Ye Chenfeng had privately pledged their lives to each other, Ji Qingxue pretended to be sweet.
"I'm sorry, Chengfeng. It's mainly because you look very similar to that Master Chen. I mistook you for someone else." Bai Shiya sighed softly in her heart and said apologetically.
"It's okay."
Ye Chenfeng had a good impression of Bai Shiya and responded with a smile.
"It's almost noon. Chengfeng, treat us to a meal at the Celestial Immortal Residence. I miss the food there very much," Ji Qingxue suggested softly.
"The Celestial Immortal Residence is too expensive. Let's eat at home." After buying a large number of cultivation resources, Ye Chenfeng only had less than 500 taels of silver left. He didn't want to spend this kind of money in vain.
"You …"
Ji Qingxue was so infuriated by Ye Chenfeng's reply that she almost vomited blood. She didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to be so stingy even after she gave him three hundred thousand taels of silver. He couldn't even bear to spend a mere few hundred taels of silver.
More importantly, her good friend Bai Shiya was still by her side. This made her lose face.
When Bai Shiya heard Ye Chenfeng's words, she also revealed a trace of astonishment. At this moment, she completely believed that she had indeed mistaken him for someone else.
The Master Chen in her heart was definitely not a person who haggled over every ounce.
However, with her understanding of Ji Qingxue, how could the proud Ji Qingxue, who had countless pursuers, be willing to marry a stingy man who didn't have a spiritual beast?
Seeing Ji Qingxue's expression change slightly, Ye Chenfeng helplessly sighed in his heart and said gloomily, "Alright, let's go to the Celestial Immortal Residence to eat, but don't order too expensive dishes. I really don't have much money on me."
"I know!" Ji Qingxue gritted her silver teeth and said heavily.
If it weren't for the fact that they were only halfway through the plan, the annoyed Ji Qingxue would have already fallen out with the stingy Ye Chenfeng. Her disgust for him grew even stronger.
The Celestial Immortal Residence was indeed worthy of being the highest grade restaurant in Baidi City. The food was delicious and the aftertaste was endless. Ji Qingxue was full of praise as she ate. From time to time, a charming smile would appear on her devastatingly beautiful face.
However, Ye Chenfeng was a little depressed because this meal had practically eaten all of his silver. If he didn't think of a way to earn more money, then he would have to starve for the rest of his life.
"Oh right, Qingxue, the day after tomorrow is my grandfather's seventieth birthday. I want to invite you and Chengfeng to attend together. Do you have time?" Bai Shiya invited before they parted.
"Of course we have time. The day after tomorrow, Chengfeng and I will definitely be there on time." Ji Qingxue agreed without even thinking.
On the other hand, Ye Chenfeng silently sighed. After this meal, he only had about 20 taels of silver left. He simply didn't have enough money to buy a gift.
"Alright, then I'll see you the day after tomorrow."
Bai Shiya revealed a charming smile and separated from Ye Chenfeng and Ji Qingxue outside the Celestial Immortal Residence.
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