8: Chapter 8 The Mystery of the Snake Demon! Ten Thousand Copper Coins!

Early the next morning, Shen Yi got up from the guest room.

He felt a bit sore and achy...

He grimaced as he opened the door, and just as he was stretching, Cuier walked up to him.

"Master."

Looking at the basin of hot water, Shen Yi felt a bit awkward.

In his past life, he had been a corporate drone.

In this life, he also started with a low status.

He had never imagined he would be served by someone.

"What are you doing?"

"Mistress said to look after Master, prepare breakfast, and serve you while you wash up."

Shen Yi gave a casual grunt of acknowledgment.

Since he could not resist, he might as well enjoy it.

While washing his face, he asked, "Where is... Miss Pei?"

"Mistress is still sleeping."

Shen Yi felt a bit curious.

"How long have you been with Miss Pei?"

"Three years."

"Hm? Are you new?"

"Then do you know if Miss Pei..."

Cuier was tight-lipped and spoke unhurriedly.

"Mistress said if I were to ask about things I should not know, she would break my mouth."

"Master... why not just ask Mistress directly?"

What else was there to say?

Throwing away such a wealthy woman for the sake of some secrets?

Wouldn't that be insane?

Hot porridge and steamed buns were soon served.

The buns were from Tianxiangju Restaurant... but Qinghe Town was a full half-day's journey from Taiping County, so he did not know how they managed it.

Could they have been transported via Immortal magic?

Shen Yi chewed on the side dishes... feeling satisfied.

"This pickled vegetable..."

"It is from Liubiju..."

"...Truly a wealthy woman."

After eating his fill, Shen Yi stood up and headed out to patrol.

He needed to patrol every morning.

Some Yao Beasts and even bandit scouts would take advantage of the dead of night to scout the area.

He needed to be careful, otherwise... he might suffer heavy losses.

Shen Yi cherished this hard work, so naturally, he had to be extra attentive!

Just then, he saw Cuier take out a Storage Pouch and say in a deep voice, "Here are ten thousand copper coins..."

"Mistress said to give this to you."

"Consider it my dowry."

Shen Yi's eyes popped out.

"How much?"

You have to know, the entire Qinghe Town only consumed a few hundred copper coins in a year.

Qinghe Town currently supported five or six hundred people, including one hundred young men... and that was all the money they consumed.

Yet, Pei Lingshu casually handed over ten thousand copper coins.

The purchasing power of copper coins in the Jing Dynasty was very strong... if not involving Immortal objects, these copper coins would be enough for Qinghe Town to live on for decades.

They could even constantly recruit refugees!

What was even more precious was this Storage Pouch.

Shen Yi caressed the Storage Pouch... and took a deep breath.

This Pei Lingshu was simply a God of Wealth.

A promax version of the God of Wealth!

Beautiful and loaded with money.

You could not find another like her even if you searched with a lantern!

Seeing this, Cuier's face remained calm, and she said softly, "This is only a portion."

"The rest of the dowry has been put away by Young Miss."

"She was afraid others might covet it."

"I hope you will forgive us, Master..."

"No, no... naturally not."

"With this... some of my plans can finally be put on the agenda!"

Shen Yi stood up with a smile, intending to walk outside... while Cuier slowly returned to the room!

Pushing open the main door, it was as if she had entered another world.

It was a whole new world inside.

The hall was paved with warm jade, and the four walls were inlaid with night-luminescent pearls, casting a soft light like moonlight.

In the center stood a sandalwood canopy bed, draped with smoky purple gauze curtains embroidered with silver-threaded phoenixes and Immortal Plants.

As the wind blew, the curtains swayed gently, emitting a faint, cool fragrance.

On one side stood a rosewood vanity, adorned with mutton-fat jade bottles and red gold mirror boxes, with a few dew-covered Immortal Plants inserted.

Beside it stood an antique shelf, displaying spirit jade ornaments and ancient porcelain vases, rustic and elegant.

Hanging by the window were shark-silk curtains adorned with tiny pearls.

The floor was covered with a snow-white velvet carpet.

In the corner, a gilded Boshan censer burned, with blue smoke curling and Immortal Qi permeating the air.

The entire hall lacked any vulgarity, exuding elegance and nobility everywhere.

Without a doubt, it must have been achieved through Immortal magic.

Sensing someone approaching, Pei Lingshu slowly raised her eyes from the soft couch.

Her dark hair was disheveled at her temples, with a few strands falling onto her fair cheeks and slender neck.

Her eyes were bleary with sleep, veiled in a layer of mist, appearing half-drunk and half-awake, carrying an lingering laziness.

Her clothes were slightly loose, revealing a length of jade-like neck and slender shoulders; her skin glowed with a moist luster under the soft light.

She propped herself up slightly on her elbows, her slender waist twisting lightly.

Between her brows and eyes, there was the charming languor of one just awakened.

Her lips were slightly pursed, adding a touch of tenderness.

There was not a hint of lewdness, only a natural, languid charm, with bone-eroding allure hidden within her noble elegance, making it impossible for anyone to look away.

"Has he gone out?"

"He has gone out."

"He is quite restless indeed..."

Cuier handed her hot tea.

The tea was refined and expensive, but Pei Lingshu only moistened her throat before spitting it out.

"I gave him the copper coins; what was his reaction?"

Cuier said with a smile, "Naturally, he was pleasantly surprised... how could he have ever seen someone as wealthy and generous as Young Miss?"

Pei Lingshu was noncommittal.

"What was his demeanor?"

Cuier said respectfully, "There was no greed in his expression... only pure excitement, and a sense of relief as if he had been unburdened."

"That is quite interesting..."

On the other side, Shen Yi had no idea that his main room had been transformed into an Immortal abode.

Walking outside Qinghe Town, Wang Dachui came to meet him.

Although he had not slept all night, his spirits were still high!

The five Rakshasa Puppets behind him had also become as easy to control as his own arms.

"Master..."

"Is there anything unusual?"

"Tonight... I have not discovered anything.

It is just that in the latter half of the night, I felt a surge of Yin Qi for no reason, but when I looked over, the Yin Qi had vanished without a trace."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw the Old Village Chief rushing over, his expression grave.

"Master... please come this way!"

Shen Yi hurriedly looked over and saw that many of the tender seedlings planted in the fields had withered for no reason.

The path of the withering was twisted and crooked, as if some creature had slithered through!

Shen Yi frowned, his face turning ugly.

"Is it a Yao Beast?"

The diluojiang was about to appear... This was a supreme treasure for Yao Beasts, and just like leaves, the senses of Yao Beasts were very keen, but since the diluojiang was a gift from the heavens, they had no way of knowing where it would fall.

So they would roam around.

But for Qinghe Town in the Sanchuan Sand Sea, this was fatal.

Shen Yi was afraid that before the diluojiang even descended, these Yao Beasts would attack the villagers instead!

The Old Village Chief was an old fox, and he suggested, "Looking at the winding tracks, it should be a Serpent Yao.

The secretion... has some Yao poison, but a Serpent Yao's Yao sac is usually hidden within its Physical Body.

The involuntary leakage makes it seem more like it was injured..."

Sure enough, at a corner, they saw dark green blood that carried a corrosive odor.

The Old Village Chief said in a deep voice, "This Serpent Yao will definitely come again... Master, we must make preparations early!"