Chapter 150: This Is My Dowry!
Yun Zhonghe didn’t spend too much time at the office, as the process of completing missions was super fast and efficient.
Under the enthusiastic hospitality of the staff at the Immortal Alliance’s outpost, Yun Zhonghe came out pretty quickly.
When he came out, he had some fire elemental spiritual grasses, batches of Sky Dew Grass, and a piece of demon steel wrapped in ominous energy.
He got these because after turning over the majority of the resources harvested from the Demon Cultivation Treasures Storehouse, the Immortal Alliance would distribute points equally among all team members according to a set exchange ratio. These points were essential property, which could be used to get special resources within the alliance.
On the spot, Yun Zhonghe had exchanged all the points for items—those few fire elemental spiritual grasses and the demon steel. Each of them was of the third rank!
The use of fire elemental spiritual grasses goes without saying; of course, they were for Mu Jixue, as they could help her body naturally dispel the residual chilling energies. Otherwise, she might run into trouble just like last time without them.
Yun Zhonghe couldn’t handle it if Mu Jixue suddenly started making physical contact again.
The depletion of primal yang energy wasn’t a big deal, but given that he had some close contact with the yellow-haired girl, this intimacy could be dangerous. It’s absolutely crucial not to repeat such things.
And if something happened during a perilous situation, it could pose a severe threat to Mu Jixue’s life. Yun Zhonghe must remove these risks!
Of course, after nurturing her health, Mu Jixue’s control over the extreme cold should be more effortless, and her strength would increase again.
There are numerous benefits! The only downside is the cost. These few fire elemental spiritual grasses had taken up almost fifty to sixty thousand points, and one point equals one spirit stone!
If he wasn’t planning for his future, he would really hesitate to spend so much money at once.
As for this piece of demon steel, he found it very interesting and cheap, so he grabbed it.
Although it was third-rank demon steel, which could be refined into magical treasures, it was surprisingly cheap—only a thousand points!
To put it into perspective, any material reaching the third rank is worth at least ten thousand spirit stones.
At one thousand points, it’s practically like a clearance sale.
However, note that, because it had some ominous energy wrapped around it, attempting to use this material for refinement would likely fail. Hence, despite its high quality, the demon steel remained unsold.
Of course, Yun Zhonghe’s acquisition of this wasn’t due to him being a fool. He swiftly recalled an important character.
In the course of the Xuantian Sect story, Huáng Àotiān would encounter the second female lead, Huang Aotian. Her body was extremely delicate; she was cursed, despised by others, and even her close relatives suffered one by one due to her bad luck. Life wasn’t kind to her.
Moreover, she was often insecure about her appearance, making her seem weak and easily bullied. But she was actually the reincarnation of the Disaster Empress from ancient times, a top combatant during the era of gods fighting each other. The Xuantian Sect still valued her potential, hoping to recruit her into the sect, despite her constant ostracization, only Huáng Àotiān was willing to be friends with her.
After all, Huáng Àotiān possessed divine fortune; she alone could escape the influence of her curse.
Actually, the female character was quite handy in-game, capable of both attacking and supporting, yet handling “bad luck” could bring troublesome negative effects to the group.
But Yun Zhonghe remembered seeing a guide suggesting someone developed techniques focused on dealing with “bad luck.” However, he had never tried it himself.
Thus, when he saw this demon steel wrapped in sinister energy, he speculated it might come in handy someday.
As for the other batch of Sky Dew Grasses, those had been part of a mission he had previously assigned; to distract the person originally meant to become Qin Hongye’s sidekick, he sent him off to gather Sky Dew Grass. And with such a hefty reward, that guy rushed over gleefully, gathering plenty.
These Sky Dew Grasses had originally been intended for Mu Jixue by Qin Hongye, which could be specially treated to enhance ice elemental spiritual roots.
“Master, have you finished your task?”
Yun Zhonghe had only spent about ten minutes at the Immortal Alliance.
He nodded smilingly toward Tao Jiu’er, “All done. Next, let’s go buy you clothes.”
This was a previous agreement.
But upon arriving at the specialty store for magical robes owned by Treasure Palace, Tao Jiu’er addressed the clerk, “We want to custom-order a male-style robe of inferior magical treasure ranking.”
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhonghe was slightly shocked, “Jiuer, since when did you start liking men’s clothing?”
Tao Jiu’er stared at Yun Zhonghe with disbelief, as if to ask, “Are you mentally ill or something?”
She was a lady and naturally wouldn’t wear men’s clothing. This outfit was certainly for Yun Zhonghe.
“You’re going to Xuantian Sect. I have nothing to prepare for you, but our family isn’t exactly small. I can’t let you go there dressed shabbily.”
Tao Jiu’er glanced at Yun Zhonghe’s robes, noticing how they were still rather low-grade magical implements.
Before, Yun Zhonghe’s personal magical robe had been gifted to Qin Hongye, a better one, considered a superior magical implement.
But Tao Jiu’er intended to prepare a real magical treasure for Yun Zhonghe!
“Jiuer, superior magical treasure grade garments are quite expensive. That’s just too much!”
“It’s fine; you said you were buying them for me, right?”
“You seriously believed me? You gave me clothes, but where do I find the chance to wear them?”
Tao Jiu’er looked at Yun Zhonghe with disdain, as if scolding him for not caring about her much.
Come to think of it, she was always seen wearing the attire of Cloud Manor servants, never having donned casual clothing.
Yun Zhonghe felt a twinge of guilt, “But, inferior magical treasure grade clothes really are pricey.”
Treasure Palace robes were much pricier than regular ones, combining style and functionality; they guaranteed permanent warranty, selling inferior magical treasure grade robes for several hundred thousand spirit stones!
Despite this, Treasure Palace outfits were undoubtedly top-quality—sitting between mid and low grades, embodying status and prestige outside.
At least, this level of garb would make a strong impression at Xuantian Sect.
An item Yun Zhonghe himself would never purchase, but Tao Jiu’er insisted on getting it for him!
When Yun Zhonghe asked how she could afford it, Tao Jiu’er chuckled slyly, “Do you think I ever asked you for clothes just for vanity? Treasure Palace outfits aren’t only stylish; they’re also highly valuable. Clothes from a decade ago are now fivefold their original value!”
Yun Zhonghe stared, stunned.
What?! Heard of flipping properties and stocks, but flipping clothes?
Over the years, he purchased many clothes for Tao Jiu’er. She meticulously researched every piece, identifying those with potential appreciation, selling them for tens of thousands of spirit stones, saved up for this.
“All these spirit stones I’m pouring into your new inferior magical treasure grade robe!”
“When you go to Xuantian Sect, Master, you need to work hard. Lady said you’re the hope of our Cloud Family, promising our house’s prosperity.”
“So, I wish to do something meaningful for you, though I lack skills and rely on following orders. Only Master possesses such amazing abilities.”
“But knowing you learned legendary Summer Wudi’s sword skill, I feel immensely proud. Perhaps one day, I might become a maid who served a legendary hero.”
Her lovely peach-flower eyes remained fixed on Yun Zhonghe, as if conveying her overwhelming pride and joy.
“So, work hard over there, don’t let me down. I’ve… invested my dowry!”
At this moment, Yun Zhonghe’s heart brimmed with mixed emotions.
Warmth and gratitude overwhelmed him.
“Jiuer…”
Just as he was about to say something, Tao Jiu’er instantly pressed a finger to his lips, signaling silence.
She instantly regretted her words.
Why did she have to emphasize the last part?
“My dowry… It sounded like a plea!”
Tao Jiu’er shyly avoided his gaze.
