518: Chapter 518 A massive social disaster is on the horizon! Su Chen is about to meet the "foot-picking giant" in person!

Thirty miles outside Peng City.

On a bumpy path, a simple carriage was leisurely swaying along.

The gray canvas awning was washed out until it was white.

The wooden boards of the carriage were stained with deliberately aged mud spots.

The one pulling the carriage was a scrawny, mottled old horse.

To anyone watching, this was just an ordinary freight carriage traveling between towns.

However, the curtain was gently lifted by a hand, revealing an incredibly slender, jade-white wrist.

On the wrist was a string of exquisite bells forged from Seven types of Immortal Gold, wrapped in yellow paper painted with Silencing Talismans like a zongzi.

Inside the carriage.

Xie Jinghong was poking the "zongzi" on her wrist with extreme dissatisfaction.

She had already completed a full set of disguises.

That stunningly beautiful face, enough to make heaven and earth lose their color, had now turned into an unremarkable passerby's face.

It was somewhat delicate, but would be forgotten three seconds after being thrown into a crowd.

The glittering Quicksand Pleated Immortal Skirt she wore had also been replaced with a set of gray-blue shop assistant clothes; the fabric was so coarse it made her whole body uncomfortable.

Her beautiful long hair was casually tied behind her head with a cheap wooden hairpin.

The only thing that hadn't changed were those naturally narrow fox-like eyes, filled with charm and cunning.

She had tried three times, using several types of high-level transformation immortal arts, but couldn't change those signature eyes.

Finally, she could only irritably rummage through her Storage Ring for a pair of Black Jade Lenses and put them on her face to barely cover that alluring gaze.

"Qingluan, confirm it one more time. Don't let anything go wrong."

Xie Jinghong leaned against a soft cushion, her voice tinged with frustration.

Opposite her, the maid Qingluan's shoulders twitched slightly as she desperately suppressed a laugh, answering respectfully:

"In response to the Eldest Young Miss, everything has been confirmed."

"Your current identity is Shen Que, the newly transferred Business Vice-Manager of the Lingbao Trading Firm's Pengcheng Branch."

"Fatty Zhou has already been notified; he only knows someone from the main guild is coming, not that you are coming in person."

"Very good."

Xie Jinghong was finally somewhat satisfied.

She took out a warm jade box from her bosom and opened it.

Lying quietly inside was Su Chen's diary copy.

Her slender fingers brushed across the pages, finally stopping heavily on a few words.

"nickname."

"Slap!"

Her fingertip tapped sharply on the words "big-footed."

The curve of her mouth bent into an extremely cold, yet extremely sweet, shape filled with Killing Intent.

Good for you, Su Chen!

Why has this Young Miss worked so hard to make money?

Isn't it so that in the future I can support you in grand style and let you be the number one Pretty Boy in the Immortal Realm!

But you!

You called me a "nickname" in your diary?!

"Let's go."

Xie Jinghong's eyes flickered with calculating light.

"Let's go meet this Nine Heavens Immortal Court Divine Son, who is dirt poor yet exceptionally good at causing trouble."

"I want to see for myself how much wealth he has to dare be so arrogant on my turf."

"If this Young Miss doesn't squeeze out his last Immortal Stone, I won't be called Xie Jinghong!"

...

Yingxian Restaurant, Heaven-grade private room.

Su Chen had just finished writing his fifth diary entry for the day and yawned lazily.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing today's diary entry. The daily roast points are abundant, triggering a ten-fold critical hit reward!]

[Reward: Six million high-grade immortal stones!]

Looking at the numbers popping up on the System panel, Su Chen's eyelids twitched slightly.

[Finally... I have a bit of confidence.]

He calculated his total assets.

The one million low-grade immortal stones he had scammed from the Eighteenth Ancestor earlier had long been mostly spent.

Later, by writing diaries, he had gradually earned nearly twenty million high-grade immortal stones.

Plus the six million that just arrived.

Total assets, nearly thirty million!

[Thirty million high-grade immortal stones! Taking those few 'immortal body marrow cores' should be more than enough.]

[I can also bid on some high-level Immortal Artifacts as cannon fodder for the 'Great Sacrifice Technique'. Multiple layers of insurance—this is the true essence of being steady!]

Su Chen calculated in his mind, feeling that life was a little bit safer again.

Just then.

"Bang bang bang!"

The door was knocked on with a thunderous sound.

Qian Duoduo rushed in like a hunted wild boar, drenched in sweat, with a look on his face like he'd seen a ghost.

"Boss! Boss!"

He shouted, out of breath.

"Something... something happened! Downstairs! A woman has come downstairs!"

"What's wrong with a woman?"

Su Chen didn't even lift his eyelids.

"Did that piece of charcoal kill her way back?"

"It's not her!"

Qian Duoduo shook his head violently, panting heavily.

"It's... it's someone from the Lingbao Trading Firm! Claiming to be the Vice-Manager of the Pengcheng Branch!"

"She said she heard a distinguished Ascension guest was staying here and came specifically to visit!"

Qian Duoduo swallowed hard and gestured.

"She even brought a chest of meeting gifts! All top-tier Immortal Realm Spirit Fruits! That Immortal Qi is so strong it hits your nose from far away!"

Hearing this, Su Chen's brow instantly furrowed.

That bit of security from just now vanished without a trace.

Deep in his heart, the anti-theft alarm was blaring louder than a funeral suona!

[Holy crap! Again?!]

[Lingbao Trading Firm? Vice-Manager?]

[Coming to the door voluntarily? And bringing expensive gifts?]

[Not right! Something is very wrong!]

[A weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken—up to no good!]

[The last one came for my life, this one is probably here for my money!]

[Could it be that because I've been spending money lavishly these past few days, they've taken me for a fat sheep of a bumpkin from the Lower Realm?]

[This is sending someone to scout the place, sharpening the knives for the pig and sheep at the auction!]

Su Chen's gaze instantly became resentful.

[My thirty million high-grade immortal stones haven't even gotten warm yet, and a wolf has already come sniffing around?]

He pondered for a moment.

Regardless, the other party was the organizer of the auction.

Meeting them to feel them out wouldn't hurt.

It was a good chance to see if the one who came this time was another "Lin Wan" with a smile hiding a dagger.

Thinking of this, Su Chen waved his hand lazily at the nervous Qian Duoduo.

"What's the panic."

His voice was still in that half-dead tone.

"The sky isn't falling."

"Let her come up."