The Arrogant Immortal-Chapter 20 - The Great Oddball Song Ershao

A city guard wielding a mirror magic artifact scanned each of them, “No abnormalities, go pay the Spirit Stones.”

Not far off, there was a long table and a notice board, the gist of which was that during the Tianxu Sect’s recruitment period, to control the flow of people in the city, the entrance fee would be raised as appropriate.

Adults, ten Spirit Stones each; children, one Stone each, talent exempts you from the fee.

Xie Jiujiu’s eyes skimmed back and forth over the words “talent exempts you from the fee.”

She felt as if the notice board was looking down on her, a pang in the heart.

Seeing Xie Shen take out twenty-two Spirit Stones, Song Baobao stood up, chest out, and cast a smug glance at Xie Jiujiu, “Uncle Xie, I have Wind-Fire Dual Spiritual Roots, and by rights, shouldn’t have to pay the entrance fee.”

Talking is just talking, why do you have to look at me while you say it?

Xie Jiujiu stood up straight, “What’s to look at? I have Spirit Stones, you don’t.”

Song Baobao’s smug expression stalled.

Her pride still intact, although she involuntarily bent a little.

Soon, she straightened her back again, “I have talent, I am of the Song family.”

“Ha, I have Spirit Stones,” Xie Jiujiu snorted.

Mo Lan covered her mouth to hide a laugh.

A girl needs to socialize with her peers more.

Xie Shen asked the guard responsible for the fee, who took out a Spirit Testing Plate. Sure enough, Song Baobao was exempt from the city entrance fee as she indeed had Dual Spiritual Roots.

Song Baobao, pampered for fifteen years, was overjoyed for the first time at saving a single Spirit Stone, intentionally flaunting it in front of Xie Jiujiu, “Xiaojiu sister, I can enter the city for free, and you can’t. It seems my talent is better than yours.”

Xie Jiujiu said expressionlessly, “I have Spirit Stones, you don’t.”

Song Baobao, “…”

Doesn’t this little girl have any sense? Shouldn’t she be trying to cozy up to me at this time?

She had initially thought Xiaojiu didn’t see her as she flaunted several times in front of her…

At this moment, Song Baobao was confused.

In the past, there were many who flocked around her to please and flatter her. Her sister said it was because she was of high birth and exceptional talent, and as such, everyone around should please her.

But Xiaojiu didn’t…

Song Baobao felt so wronged.

Mo Lan glanced at an out-of-sorts Song Baobao, then turned back to her daughter with an inquisitive look in her eyes.

Xie Jiujiu pointed to her head, signaling that Song Baobao was seriously ill, “Don’t mind her, she’ll be fine in a bit.”

From her past life, she knew all too well that Song Baobao was not your ordinary person but truly a rare species.

Rare species number one, terrible taste in aesthetics, always glittering with gold and sparkling with jewels.

Rare species number two, a generous young mistress, as if everyone pleasing her was fattening them up.

Rare species number three, peculiar views, believing that anyone who didn’t please her was mentally ill, and was deeply convinced of it.

Number four eccentrics…

Forget it, no need to think about it anymore, it’s just an insignificant passerby after all.

In this life, she wouldn’t marry Lin Wangchen, so those ridiculous conflicts with Song Baobao from her previous life shouldn’t occur, right?

Xie Shen hired a local to guide them and quickly found a small courtyard to settle in, signing a contract to rent it for half a year. The price was eight hundred spirit stones per month, to be paid in one lump sum.

After three months, once the Sect’s recruitment ends, the rent would drop. So why rent for half a year like a sucker?

Xie Shen couldn’t help it either.

The landlord insisted on a minimum six-month lease.

Now, inns across the city were almost full, and the rent was skyrocketing. If he hadn’t spent spirit stones to hire a local as a reference, he might not have been able to secure accommodation.

Such opportunities were only available if sought in advance.

In a month or two, forget renting a small courtyard, you wouldn’t even be able to rent a woodshed.

“Song Baobao!”

Xie Jiujiu called out to Song Baobao.

Song Baobao was just finishing up her disdainful tour of the courtyard, “Even the rooms here aren’t as big as the latrine for our servants at home. Can’t we rent a better place?”

“Hah, do you have spirit stones?”

“Spirit stones aren’t a problem. You can put it on my tab for now, and my family will pay when they come over.” Song Baobao never cared about such a small amount of spirit stones.

As soon as her family was mentioned, her stooped back straightened up again.

Xie Jiujiu pulled out an account book and quickly jotted down, “The total rent this time is four thousand eight hundred spirit stones, split fifty-fifty between our two families. You owe my family two thousand four hundred, right?”

“Right.”

Song Baobao ran the numbers twice in her head, and they added up correctly, “Actually, it’s fine to put the entire amount on my tab.”

“No way, my family would never take advantage of others.” Xie Jiujiu declared righteously.

Song Baobao had her worldview refreshed yet again.

So, there are people in this world who don’t seize every advantage? Could they be fools?

Seeing the look in Xie Jiujiu’s eyes again, Song Baobao couldn’t help but feel a bit sympathetic, “My sister says that anyone who doesn’t take advantage of me is a fool. She told me not to associate with such people.”

The corners of Xie Jiujiu’s mouth twitched. She couldn’t help but ask, though it felt like it was lowering her IQ, “Why?”

“My sister says that if a smart person stays with a fool for too long, the smart one will become stupid too.” Song Baobao was genuinely troubled, furrowing her brows, “What to do? I don’t want to be a fool, but I have to stay with little sister Jiujiu for a while.”

Xie Jiujiu fell silent.

Was this… an implicit insult?

The ink on the account book dried, and Xie Jiujiu closed it forcefully, “Song Ersha, your sister is absolutely right, don’t you forget it.”

Hearing this, Song Baobao puffed out her chest with pride, “Right? Right? I had my doubts at first, so I asked several friends, and they all said my sister’s words are true.”

Xie Jiujiu nodded perfunctorily, shoved the account book into Song Baobao’s hands, and turned to leave without looking back.

What Miss Song has in mind for her sister doesn’t concern an outsider like her, but there was one thing she was right about: you shouldn’t stay too long with fools!

Suddenly, something dawned on Song Baobao, and she exploded in rage, “You little wretch, what did you just call me?!”

What?

Don’t you have any idea in your head?

Not only did Xie Jiujiu not stop, her pace quickened.

“Ah ah ah, you little wretch, stop right there, miss!”

“Stop! Who did you call Song Ersha?”

“…”

Mo Lan, who had been setting up a formation in the bedroom and had come out at the noise, paused in her tracks.

She was somewhat regretting coming out. Was it too late to turn back now?