Chapter 375 Aying, what is your sister’s name?

At the same time that Master Lingyue was instructing Lu Qingxue, on the other side.

"Yin & Xue" Pavilion is a clothing and jewelry store in Qingyun Xianmen that specializes in serving women.

On the first floor of the pavilion, behind the cashier counter.

Xia Feixue held her cheeks with her bare hands, her legs elegantly crossed, sitting on a bamboo chair. Her embroidered cheongsam fit tightly against her hips, outlining her slender curves with perfect proportions.

At the split knees, the round and slender legs are faintly visible, and the skin is as white and smooth as fresh snow, like a finely crafted jade.

If Ning Changge were here at this moment, he would probably sigh: It’s a pity not to wear black and white stockings on this pair of white legs.

On the counter, there is a small potted peach beauty. Its leaves are dry and yellow, and it is obvious that it has not been watered or fertilized for a long time.

At this time, a female disciple with decent looks put the selected clothes on the cashier counter, "Sister Xia, how many spirit stones are these?"

Xia Feixue gently fiddled with the yellow peach beauty while glancing at the clothes on the cabinet and said:

"Twenty-five thousand low-grade spirit stones."

"Sister Xia, this peach beauty has died. You should plant a new one."

As she spoke, the female disciple took out a storage ring and handed it to Xia Feixue.

"No, I've had it for a long time, and I'm a little reluctant to throw it away."

Xia Feixue took the storage ring with a smile. After sensing the correct number of spirit stones inside, she put them into her storage bracelet and then returned the storage ring the same way.

The female disciple took the storage ring and said jokingly, "I see you are not reluctant to part with it, but you are afraid of wasting money on buying a potted plant."

They didn't know how the female owner of the "Yin & Xue" Pavilion, a mortal woman, could open a shop in the Qingyun Immortal Gate.

But after getting along with each other for so many years, they know that Boss Xia loves money like his life and is reluctant to waste even a penny.

Xia Feixue threatened her, "If you dare to tease me again, I will charge you 25% more spirit stones next time."

Upon hearing this, the female disciple immediately admitted her mistake and said, "Sister Xia, I was wrong. Please don't raise the price!"

Xia Feixue waved her hand and said, "Let's go, don't delay my business. I'll forgive you if I'm in a good mood this time."

"Sister Xia wishes you a prosperous business!" After blessing her, the female disciple took the clothes and left obediently.

Seeing her leave, Xia Feixue looked around the store, found that there were no customers, and began to gently fiddle with the dead peach beauty again.

However, this time, her green fingertips were glowing with green light.

As soon as the peach beauty came into contact with the green light, it seemed to be injected with new life, and the previously dead yellow leaves came back to life.

But suddenly, Xia Feixue seemed to sense something, and the green light on her fingertips disappeared instantly. The peach beauty, who had just recovered a second of vitality, bent her leaves wilfully again.

She picked up the fox fur coat on the counter and put it on, ruthlessly hiding the beautiful beauty of her cheongsam.

A hearty laugh suddenly came from the door of the store.

"Princess, you and I have been friends for many years. There is no need to be so formal. Haha!"

Xia Feixue glared at the white-haired old man who walked into the store and said in a voice transmission:

"Cui Shan, you will die if you keep your voice down! You are old and won't live long, but I am young and have plenty of time, so keep your voice down!"

"You have to have some shame. A woman over 500 years old is still young and beautiful. If you tell others about it, people will laugh at you."

Cui Shan found a chair and sat down. He looked at Xia Feixue who was still glaring at him fiercely, waved his hand, and said with full confidence:

"Don't worry, I have already set up a soundproof formation before I came in, no one will hear it."

After these words came out, the anger in Xia Feixuexiu's eyes disappeared but not completely:

"How can you be an old woman at over 500 years old? No wonder you are still single even at your age. No woman would want you with that kind of mouth!"

Although she spoke ruthlessly to Cui Shan, Xia Feixue still made him a cup of tea. He also made a certain contribution to her escaping from the Nanming Territory alive.

"Here, I don't have any good tea, so just drink this."

Cui Shan picked up the teacup and poured it into his mouth like a rough man, smacking his lips.

"It tastes good. It seems that you are used to a life of luxury. Even the tea you drink is not ordinary."

Seeing that the tea she bought with hundreds of thousands of spirit stones was just gulped down in one gulp, Xia Feixue really wanted to punch this old guy and said unhappily:

"Vulgar warrior!"

"Don't tell me you came here just to have a cup of tea. If you have anything to say, tell me now. I still have business to do."

Ever since Cui Shan brought me to Qingyun Immortal Gate, I have been hiding here for nearly five hundred years, and I have only seen him come to see me a few times. Now that he comes to my house, I know without a doubt that he has something important to tell me.

Looking at the "mediocre-looking" woman in front of him, Cui Shan put down the teacup in his hand and said straight to the point:

"Princess, are you still a virgin?"

"???"

Xia Feixue had a black question mark on her face.

"I just accepted a registered disciple a few days ago. His martial arts talent is the most evil I have ever seen."

At this point, Cui Shan sighed with great regret, "Alas! I don't know what happened, but I lost my virginity at such a young age."

"I really couldn't bear to see such a good seedling being ruined like this, and then I thought of you. If you were still a virgin, you could practice dual cultivation with my registered disciple..."

"Cui Shan!"

Xia Feixue raised her eyebrows and interrupted him angrily, "What do you think I am, a prostitute?"

"Do you know my identity? If this had happened five hundred years ago, I would have killed all nine of your clans!"

Cui Shan poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said calmly: "Princess Xia, your current public identity is that of a dead person."

"Since you are still a virgin, practice dual cultivation with my registered disciple."

"If you're shy, just cover your eyes and pretend to be being pushed around by a pig."

Xia Feixue stared coldly at the seemingly amiable old man, "Cui Shan, I didn't expect you to be such a person. You disappoint me so much!"

Cui Shan shook his head, his expression very calm: "Xia Feixue, if I were really that kind of person, you would be a corpse in five hundred years."

"You should know that apart from your extremely special spiritual power, just based on your title of the most beautiful woman in the Southern Underworld in the past five thousand years, you will die if you leave the palace."

"I really don't want to see a future peerless martial god die young, so I have no choice but to find you."

Xia Feixue's delicate body trembled slightly, her fists were clenched tightly, her knuckles turned white, but suddenly her clenched fists loosened.

Her "ordinary" face was now completely pale, and even her voice was trembling:

"I, I understand. Ask your registered disciple to come over in a few days."

Cui Shan clasped his fists and bowed, smiling, "I would like to thank the princess on behalf of my disciple."

After saying this, Cui Shan naturally noticed Xia Feixue's extremely ugly expression, but he smiled and said, "Princess Xia, be happy! You finally have a man, this is a great joy!"

Xia Feixue gritted her teeth and said, "Cui Shan! You've gone too far! Although I am now a person who has faked my death, I was once the heir of a country after all. I will not let you humiliate me like this!"

"Women are just boring. Go away."

Cui Shan stood up angrily and walked towards the store door. Just as he was about to walk out the door, a question suddenly came from behind him:

"What's the name of your registered disciple?"

Cui Shan said without even turning his head: "Ning Changge."

Outside the store, Lu Qingxue looked at Master Cui Shan who came out, feeling a little surprised, but still said respectfully:

"Uncle Cui."

Cui Shan glanced at Lu Qingxue and said with a smile, "Nephew Lu, no need to be polite. Huh?"

Suddenly, Cui Shan exclaimed in surprise, then looked Lu Qingxue up and down seriously, and asked in surprise: "Junior Brother Lu, you have reached the Nascent Soul stage?"

Lu Qingxue nodded slightly: "I just formed a baby today."

Cui Shan stroked his beard and smiled happily: "Not bad, not bad! Work hard and strive to reach a higher level."

Lu Qingxue smiled and said, "Thank you, Master Cui, for the compliment."

Cui Shan waved his hand and said, "Uncle Master, I am only speaking the truth. A 20-year-old Nascent Soul is indeed good, but you can't be proud and complacent."

"You know, Junior Brother Ning has already achieved divine enlightenment in just three years, maybe even more than that!"

After warning Lu Qingxue, Cui Shan left. Since they were not his disciples, he would not say anything more.

Lu Qingxue walked into the store.

......

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"Ah!"

Ning Changge, who had just come down the mountain with Zhu Liuying, suddenly sneezed, rubbed his nose, and felt puzzled:

"That's weird, why do I keep sneezing these days?"

A girl's pleasant voice came from the side, expressing her concern: "Brother, are you okay? Did you catch a cold in the mountains?"

Ning Changge smiled and shook his head: "Thank you Ah Ying for your concern, but how could a cultivator like me catch a cold? Okay, let's go meet up with Grandma."

Zhu Liuying heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I'm glad that big brother is okay."

Ning Changge led Zhu Liuying towards Granny Li. Looking at the girl beside him, he suddenly remembered that he had a very important question that he had not asked:

"By the way, Aying, what's your sister's name?"