My Wife Might Be a Saintess

Chapter 273: Chapter 272: Want Some Dog Meat?

To Mo Yan, or even to the entire chat group, this was a deal for a Ninth-Grade Spirit Stone. Who else besides Boss Po Xiao could ever compare?

On top of that, she was getting access to the once-in-a-lifetime Nightmare Space. Spending a few measly Seventh-Grade Spirit Stones was nothing in comparison.

The only downside was that Liuyue Xue had swindled her out of half of it.

’That vicious, underage girl.’

’A referral fee of four Eighth-Grade Spirit Stones? She might as well have just robbed me.’

Unfortunately, to make sure nothing went wrong, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree. (After all, she had borrowed the Spirit Stones from Liuyue Xue, who had in turn borrowed them from her Sect.)

Mo Yan suddenly realized that being a middleman like Liuyue Xue was incredibly profitable.

’She makes a fortune from nothing, and on top of that, she preys on people when they’re in a bind.’

Demon Cultivator Mo Yan felt it was a real waste that Liuyue Xue wasn’t a Demon Cultivator. If she were, she could probably even contend for the title of Demon Cultivator Saintess.

Her beauty could rival that of Witch Dan Xue and Saintess Jingyue.

No matter how beautiful anyone else was, Mo Yan still preferred her own look—long, straight, black hair. A pure and classic beauty.

"By the way, how much longer until we arrive?" Mo Yan asked one of the seniors at the helm of the flying sword. freёwebnovel.com

This great senior was at Tier Six, so their speed was incredible.

Much faster than her Soft Cloud.

"About another hour. I’ll pick up the pace." Then, with a WHOOSH, the flying sword shot forward.

The fee was nearly an Eighth-Grade Spirit Stone, and it was only because a trusted fellow cultivator had put in a good word that she had reluctantly agreed.

Among her trusted fellow cultivators were people from Liu Yiyi’s sect, as well as Chi Xue Child’s.

Mo Yan had called Zi Feng, who contacted his master, who in turn contacted this senior. In short, without pulling all those strings, getting a Tier Six cultivator to act as a chauffeur was next to impossible.

Spirit Stones weren’t everything. (Or more likely, the amount just wasn’t enough to be persuasive.)

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Jiang Zuo was now back at his desk in Marketing Department Two. He scanned the available commissions, but none of them were suitable. The timing was wrong, or the location was wrong. He needed to head downstairs before the end of the workday, since Su Qi might be coming directly to the company.

With nothing to do, Jiang Zuo zoned out for a bit. He idly clicked his mouse and noticed a new five-star review in his personal center.

Rating: ★★★★★

Comment: The commission was completed perfectly. Not a single flaw.

Looking at the comment and the rating, Jiang Zuo felt it was incredibly fake.

Besides, seeing a single five-star review mixed in with a pile of negative ones just felt strange.

He didn’t pay it much mind, though. It was just something to look at.

Just then, Jiang Zuo saw that someone had tagged him in a message on his phone. freēwebnovel.com

Fairy Mo Yan: "@Po Xiao, [Happy Smiley Face] Boss, we’ve arrived! We’re right downstairs from the Tianhe Group building. Should we come up?"

"Huh?"

Jiang Zuo was taken aback. ’Weren’t they just at the Holy Land?’

’It’s only been a little over an hour, and they’re already here?’

It wasn’t that this was some impossible feat; Jiang Zuo was just surprised by their efficiency. ’Who did they get to bring them here?’

Jiang Zuo then headed downstairs. He went to the spot where he usually picked up his packages.

When Jiang Zuo got there, he saw that everyone was present. It seemed they had all returned together.

Chen Yi and the others were sprawled on the ground, likely suffering from acrophobia.

With a single glance, Jiang Zuo could guess that they had returned on a flying sword.

A spatial transfer or a Teleportation Array would have been impossible.

Other Flying Magical Treasures wouldn’t have left them collapsed on the ground like this.

The moment Jiang Zuo appeared, Mo Yan ran up to him. "Boss, where’s the item?"

Jiang Zuo handed a small, dark red Crystal Stone to Mo Yan, then produced a slip of paper. "The instructions are here. Remember to be careful."

Mo Yan accepted the items and began to read the instructions, her expression serious.

After a moment, she spoke. "It’s not difficult. I can do this. It seems like it will be time-consuming, but I have plenty of time."

Jiang Zuo said, "I don’t."

Mo Yan nodded and declared, "I will give this eight hundred percent of my effort to get it done."

Then Mo Yan asked, "So, once this is done, I’ll be able to comprehend the Nightmare Space?"

Jiang Zuo shook his head. "It’s part of the process. The *entire* process. If you complete it without any mistakes, you will definitely be able to comprehend it."

Mo Yan gazed at the Dream Crystal Stone, her eyes filled with the reverence one would have for a priceless treasure.

’The Nightmare Space and a Ninth-Grade Spirit Stone... I’ve hit the jackpot!’

After handing the items to Mo Yan, Jiang Zuo didn’t plan on going back upstairs. He turned to leave but stopped after a few steps and looked back at her. "Oh, right. If you fail, you’ll probably die from the backlash."

Mo Yan’s smile froze on her face. ’Gambling with my life?’

Of course she had to gamble with her life. For a Demon Cultivator who had yet to access the Nightmare Space, this was a monumental opportunity. And opportunity often comes with crisis—the saying "fortune favors the bold" wasn’t for nothing.

However, Jiang Zuo wasn’t worried that Mo Yan would back down. It wasn’t that he trusted her, but rather that even if she didn’t do it herself, she would find someone who would.

In any case, all Jiang Zuo needed to see was the outcome—be it success or failure.

Jiang Zuo left. Mo Yan stared at the Dream Crystal Stone and gulped.

Liuyue Xue walked over and asked, "Are you scared?"

To be perfectly fair, Liuyue Xue genuinely intended to comfort Mo Yan and offer some encouragement. Why else would she have spoken up?

After all, despite her beautiful voice, she wasn’t one for conversation.

But Mo Yan’s reply made her feel the urge to put a bullet in her.

"No, I was just thinking... should I go play the victim for my master? Maybe she’ll give me another Ninth-Grade Spirit Stone out of pity.

If I miss such a good opportunity, who knows when the next one will come along."

Mo Yan really was audacious.

It was a miracle she was still alive.

She was beaten half to death every time, yet she always seemed as resilient as Chu Qing.

Her ability to handle pressure was off the charts.

To undertake such a dangerous task, Mo Yan naturally had to part ways with Liuyue Xue and the others. She needed to find Zi Feng and have him arrange a safe location for her.

Jiang Zuo couldn’t guess how many days it would take Mo Yan to finish, but it was unlikely to be a mere three to five days.

He was sure, however, that Mo Yan would notify him the moment she was done.

Jiang Zuo checked the time. There was still a while before the end of the workday, but he decided not to wait and called Su Qi directly.

"Are you off work already?" Su Qi asked as soon as she answered the phone.

There was still some time left in the day, but it wasn’t like he couldn’t leave early.

"Yeah. Are you still at your senior sister’s place?"

"It’s Sister Jingjing. Call me ’Sister,’" Jiang Zuo heard Saintess Jingyue’s voice in the background.

’So who’s the one eavesdropping on a private conversation now?’

Su Qi said a few words to Saintess Jingyue, then told Jiang Zuo, "Don’t mind my senior sister. I’ll head over to find you now, and then... hmm, it’s still a bit early.

How about we have dinner over at my senior sister’s place?"

"Okay," Jiang Zuo said. "What ingredients do you need? I’ll buy them on my way over."

He naturally had no objection to Su Qi’s suggestion.

It was just dinner, after all.

Su Qi laughed. "Let’s go shopping together. Come on over. There’s a supermarket here that has everything. It’ll be a nice walk for us."

Jiang Zuo hesitated for a moment. "I saw someone selling dog meat. Do you want any?"

Su Qi sounded surprised. "People actually sell that out in the open? But no, let’s not. Eating dog meat just feels... weird.

Qing Lian definitely wouldn’t eat it. You know how she is, a total ’Holy Mother.’"

Jiang Zuo agreed that dog meat wasn’t appropriate, but for a split second, he’d had the urge to let Su Qi taste the meat of a Duoling Dog.