The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 784 - 434: Negotiating Peace_2

Zhuo Erxiu beamed, introducing her name first, then gesturing towards the person beside her, saying, "This is today’s witness, Miluo of Fengtian Prefecture’s Second Young Master."

Perhaps this was a promising start. Elder He nodded towards the two, briefly introduced his companions, then looked around to find the place endlessly flat and couldn’t help but frown and snap his fingers.

Instantly, a demon stood out from behind him. Without chanting a spell, just a stomp of the foot, and the red soil before them gradually arched upward, eventually solidifying into a large, red stone table and a few sturdy stools.

This was a fellow with an innate talent for Earth Control.

Elder He had him show off this skill not for any other purpose but because sitting down for negotiations tends to cool tempers—a modern negotiation detail that, after being introduced by Ning Xiaoxian, had piqued his interest and he immediately memorized and put into practice. Zhuo Erxiu’s gaze remained steady, not a ripple in sight; on the other hand, Miluo, the outsider, was visibly thrilled, his eyes sweeping back and forth behind Elder He incessantly.

What followed was quite a tedious negotiation process. Both sides were eager to gain some benefits, and neither Zhuo Erxiu nor Elder He lacked verbal prowess, making it hard for either to persuade the other in the short term. This kind of occasion was also the last thing she liked.

Just as she found herself utterly bored, her head bowed yet eyes scoping out the surroundings from under the brim of her hat, a familiar voice suddenly whispered in her ear, shockingly abrupt enough to almost make her jump: "Why are you here too?" The voice carried a hint of mirth.

The voice was far too familiar—it belonged to the mischievous fox who was sitting across from her, eyes closed as if in meditation. She replied languidly via thought transmission, "Staying in Hidden Stream bored me to death, nothing to do, so I followed to enjoy the bustle."

"I’m genuinely curious how you, a human, managed to stay in Hidden Stream for so long." They had been keeping in touch through the Earth Yin Child, until Hidden Stream entered a state of combat readiness, cutting off all contact with the outside world. That was more than two months ago, and to her surprise, she still hadn’t left Hidden Stream. It seems the business with the Ba Snake was not going smoothly.

She boasted, "Granny is now the Garden Director of the Immortal Plant Garden."

Miluo’s eyelids remained closed, but his brows slightly lifted in apparent surprise: "Are the people of Hidden Stream blind?" It wouldn’t be surprising if she could stay in Hidden Stream for an extended period, Xu Nongyou had accomplished this. However, why would Hidden Stream, known for its isolationism and stubbornness, allow a human to take charge of the Immortal Plant Garden?

"Hey, mind your words," she said discontentedly, "Why have you come here to mediate?"

"Just like you, nothing to do. It’s too cold in Heaven, the northern battlefield has been at a standstill for two months, couldn’t find anything to do for a while." He responded languidly.

Not a word from him should be taken at face value; seven or eight out of ten sentences are lies. She rolled her eyes inwardly and before she could speak, he pre-empted, "Your Ningxiang Dew has been on sale for several months. Don’t you want to know how it’s doing?"

"Cut the nonsense." It had been months since she last contacted Ning Yu, and she wondered how these businessmen had been running the business.

"Ningxiang Dew started selling in Central Province, initially promoted among Tiandu’s high society, then gradually reached the hands of the common cultivators. In just one month, the first batch of goods was sold out. Your subordinate Ning Yu did not expect it to be so popular and had an insufficient stock, causing a half-month break. Once new supplies were available, they were re-launched into the market of the entire Central and Southern regions. Other powers tried to interfere but backed off when they realized Ning’s had my backing."

She was surprised, expecting the product to be popular but not to this extent. Upon reflection, it made sense: in any world, fashion and trends are always driven by the elite of upper society, which is why events like French Paris Week and the Oscars are hailed as fashion barometers. Commodities first used by women of the upper echelons will surely be sought after and imitated by commoners soon after.

Moreover, accelerating Cultivation Speed was a genuine effect of her Ningxiang Dew, not diluted in the slightest.

In the end, it was Miluo’s marketing acumen that was impressive. Being a well-connected demon of influence, it was effortless for him to promote such a product through his power in Fengtian Prefecture.

She didn’t speak, but her bright eyes betrayed her excitement. Miluo found it amusing and couldn’t resist teasing, "This successful launch owes much to my effort. How will you thank me?" Originally, he had agreed to Zhuo Erxiu’s request to act as the witness for this negotiation, and running into her here made the task seem not so boring after all.

He had indeed exerted significant effort. She pondered a moment and said, "Make a request then, as long as it’s within my ability, I will comply."

"Kiss me?"

Her face flushed, "Why don’t you just drop dead?"

"Isn’t that within your capacity?" He pondered with a frown, "Otherwise, shall I kiss you?"

By now, she thoroughly wanted to ignore him. Miluo teased a few more times but, seeing that she wouldn’t reply, he cleared his throat, "You surely don’t plan to stay in Hidden Stream forever, do you?"

She continued to ignore him.

"Judging by your look, your purpose in Hidden Stream hasn’t been fulfilled. Where’s your next stop? Maybe we can travel together." (To be continued. If you like this work, we welcome you to vote for recommendation tickets, Monthly Tickets at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)