The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 417 - 246: Removing the Firewood from Under the Cauldron (More - s for a Big Promo)_2

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Chapter 417: Chapter 246: Removing the Firewood from Under the Cauldron (More Chapters for a Big Promo)_2

Jin Manyi and the servant woman both had unpleasant expressions. Ning Xiaoxian, by directly dealing with the original hostel manager right in front of them, truly made them lose face. But now, everything including the ferry itself, the people working inside, and all the facilities and equipment, had become the property of Ning Xiaoxian. She could dispose of them as she wished; what did it have to do with them?

Ning Xiaoxian, however, was very clear in her mind. This Cai Chao, who was appointed by the Jishi Building to be the hostel manager, might have climbed up the ranks through some connections and seemingly was insubordinate. Considering that she still needed to travel westward and had no time to haggle with them, it was better to promote someone from his subordinates to take his place. The new manager would be grateful to her, and it would also set an example for the other mortals working at the ferry. After all, the work at the Ruoshui Ferry was very easy, comprising mainly collecting Spirit Stones and buying waterfowl and fat pigs to feed the Earth Pythons—tasks that involved little technical skill.

Following her assignments, Jin Manyi naturally had a bad look on her face, while Miluo found it rather interesting. Quan Shifang, on the other hand, had a calm expression, revealing nothing of his thoughts.

Just then, a Cultivator at the ferry curiously inquired: "What’s going on, why have all the Earth Pythons pulling the valves left?"

The Earth Pythons left?

She was shocked, turned her head to look, and sure enough, the surface of the Ruoshui River was empty. Without the valves in operation, the ripples that would form when Earth Pythons swam and churned the water had calmed down. Clearly, these long creatures had sunk into the depths of the Ruoshui River.

There were still dozens of Cultivators on the riverbank who hadn’t crossed yet. She had just personally declared that everyone present would pay half price to cross the valve. But merely a few seconds later, the Earth Pythons pulling the valves had disappeared without a trace, as if the horses leading the carriage had vanished. Who would ferry the passengers now?

The people inside the Barrier hadn’t forgotten that to operate such a valve required a force of 35,000 kg! Without the help of Earth Pythons, were they expecting the Cultivators to do it themselves? They could certainly cross to the other side using their Divine Skills, but as the new owner of the ferry, her reputation would be tarnished.

Everyone was looking at her eagerly. Ning Xiaoxian, with anger welling up inside her, slowly turned to face Jin Manyi and said with downcast eyes: "Is this your doing?"

The Miss of the Jin Family finally raised her head, looking at her with the usual arrogance: "Why would I need to interfere? The Earth Python King had an agreement with my family, not with you! Since the owner of the ferry is no longer from the Jishi Building, their agreement with the Jishi Building is void, so why should they continue to be pullers here?"

Her voice was slightly shrill due to the deliberate pitch: "Every single Earth Python here needs to eat eighteen live chickens, two fat pigs, three goats, and nine rabbits every three days. This is all clearly written in the agreement. Now that you are the owner of the ferry, the Jishi Building has no intention of footing the bill for you!" Saying these words felt exhilarating! Jin Manyi thought happily. Ever since she had encountered Ning Xiaoxian, everything had gone awry for her. Despite having no background or support, the woman could still make her eat humble pie, and even Quan Shaohua, her fiancé and a Cultivator of the Chaoyun Sect, showed a different light in his eyes when he saw her. If she didn’t take this chance to vent her anger, she wouldn’t sleep soundly tonight!

She widened her eyes, wanting to see a look of extreme difficulty on Ning Xiaoxian’s face. She could guess that given Ning Xiaoxian’s character, she would never ask for her help, but as long as she could savor Ning Xiaoxian’s frustration, she would feel ecstatic.

However, to her disappointment, the young woman’s face remained collected.

Of course, Ning Xiaoxian’s heart was far from collected. She initially thought that Jin Manyi was nothing more than a rich second generation in both her actions and responses, but she had forgotten that she was also the Miss of the Jishi Building, the beloved daughter of the leader of this powerful Immortal Sect, born into such a wealthy family. How could she be foolish? Now, with an unexpected move, she had put Ning Xiaoxian at a disadvantage.

"Don’t underestimate the people of the world ever again, Ning Xiaoxian," she reminded herself inwardly. She had thoroughly checked the transfer deed of the ferry, which was drafted by the representatives of the Jishi Building, and had failed to notice such a big loophole, which was indeed careless on her part.

Now, dozens of Cultivators on the scene, including herself and Quan Shifang, were waiting to cross the Ruoshui River to attend the grand ceremony at the Guangcheng Palace, but the Earth Pythons pulling the ferry had all left, stranding everyone there.

Everyone’s eyes were on her, waiting to see what she could come up with next. Those with kind hearts showed sympathy, while the more impatient ones could hardly restrain themselves from stomping their feet. And there was Jin Manyi, with a smirk on her lips, eagerly waiting to see how she would clean up this mess!

What should she do?

As Miluo watched Ning Xiaoxian fall into a dilemma, the voice of Quan Shifang suddenly reached his ears: "Do you have any way to help her?" He turned in surprise to see Quan Shifang staring intently at Ning Xiaoxian, his lips pressed tightly together, not even glancing at him. Clearly, this was a telepathic message.

This man usually didn’t get along with him, but now he was asking for him to help Ning Xiaoxian. Miluo’s lips curved into a smile. In this situation, indeed only he could be of assistance. Although Quan Shifang was a hotshot of the Chaoyun Sect, in matters like this, he couldn’t compare to Miluo.

He was Jin Manyi’s fiancé and the Second Young Master of the Fengtian Prefecture. If he spoke up, Jin Manyi would definitely give him face. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it with recommendation tickets and Monthly Tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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