58. This Person Is So Gullible
“Nine-Tailed Min? What’s that?”
The Lord’s voice was mixed with a strange crunching sound, as if she were eating the plate as well.
“Reporting to the Lord, that’s…”
“Forget it, it doesn’t matter what it is. We can’t mistreat our allies.” Before Wen Qiyin could finish, the Lord interrupted impatiently. “Whatever it is, just give it to them if they want it.”
“Wait, Lord! The Divine King Gu’s adult form is fine to give them, but how can we so easily part with the Nine-Tailed Min?”
Wen Qiyin’s face darkened.
This Lord knew nothing about Gu poison, but that didn’t mean she didn’t.
The Nine-Tailed Min was a tail scorpion larva placed in a concoction of nine different poisonous insect serums. The scorpions that survived were called Nine-Tailed Min.
This Gu had only one effect: to neutralize any Gu poison, and it wasn’t a one-time use item. Until it absorbed so much poison that it died, it was the bane of all Gu.
Normal Gu-using families always kept a Nine-Tailed Min, just in case they accidentally created a Gu they couldn’t control—it wasn’t unheard of for entire families to die from their own Gu because they were too confident to keep a Nine-Tailed Min.
And the difficulty of cultivating a Nine-Tailed Min was even higher than all other strange Gu. It was absolutely impossible to buy on the market. The only two ways to obtain one were to cultivate it yourself or take one from someone else.
Even the Divine King’s Court itself only had three. To so rashly give one away, without the Pear Blossom Blood Orchid Palace even offering anything in return… there was no such good thing in the world.
“Can’t give it?”
“Cannot.”
“If Old Yin were here, would he also refuse?”
“Reporting to the Lord, yes.”
The Lord suddenly slapped her thigh. “Then I’ll give it!”
Wen Qiyin was stunned. What was the Lord playing at?
“You and Old Yin always say I should have my own judgment and not just follow your lead. I think that makes a lot of sense.” The Lord said, as if it were the most logical thing in the world. “So, I’ve decided. I’m giving it. What are you going to do about it?”
“Pfft…”
Hearing this, Gong Yiling and Yan Chuyue finally burst out laughing.
Honestly, they were professionals. No matter how funny something was, they wouldn’t laugh, unless they couldn’t help it.
And this was one of those times. This Lord was truly one of a kind.
“Hey!” The Lord asked, bewildered. “The Saintess and I are talking. What are you laughing at?”
“Ah?” Gong Yiling instinctively replied, “I just remembered something happy.”
“What happy thing?”
“I once met a very independent and opinionated woman. I thought she was so cool, and I wanted to be as free and stylish as her.”
Miss Gong started spouting nonsense, or rather, started flattering the Lord. “Just now, listening to the Lord’s conversation with the Saintess, I felt that the Lord is also such a woman. I was moved and expressed my feelings.”
“Oh, Qianqian is like her too.” Yan Chuyue quickly added. They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with amusement.
—Oh no… Wen Qiyin thought.
This Lord, although a Lord, was quite simple-minded, especially when it came to flattery.
If they continued to praise her to the heavens, she would surely fall for it.
The best thing to do now was to call Old Yin back. They shouldn’t have brought the Lord to this meeting in the first place. This was getting out of hand.
“I… ahem, I think you’re right.” The Lord’s voice had already betrayed her. It didn’t sound much older than theirs, and it was filled with joy. “So I’ve decided. I’ll give them that… what’s it called again? Oh, right, the Nine-Tailed Min.”
“…Yes.” Helplessly, Wen Qiyin could only agree, but there was still room for maneuver. “But the Nine-Tailed Min is not in the academy right now. You’ll have to wait a few days to receive it.”
“It doesn’t matter. Since you’ve already given it to us, I trust the word of a dignified Lord.” Gong Yiling composed herself and said, “Of course, we can’t accept such a gift for free.”
“As for what we will offer in return, I will give you an answer after consulting with my mother. That’s all for today.”
“Ah, that’s it?” Yan Chuyue was surprised. “So soon?”
Gong Yiling gently poked her in the ribs and whispered, “Silly, we haven’t even gotten the thing yet. What’s there to talk about? And…”
“I’ve already found out what I wanted to know.”
Hearing this, Yan Chuyue raised an eyebrow. “Already?”
“Some things can be connected. Besides this Lord’s identity, I’ve already gotten everything I wanted from them.”
“I see…”
This Miss Gong always had her own motives, just like in Yanlie City. So, Yan Chuyue didn’t ask any more questions.
She just went along with it. “Eh, is Sister Gong leaving already? Qianqian just met some women with hearts as black as scorpions. I was hoping to exchange some notes!”
They quickly exchanged another glance—
Gong Yiling: (You’re such a drama queen.)
Yan Chuyue: (You too.)
At this point, Wen Qiyin was eager for them to leave. If they continued to flatter her, this Lord might just hand over her title to them.
And she had to immediately contact Old Yin to discuss their countermeasures regarding the Nine-Tailed Min. Although she had bought some time, the promise had been made by the Lord herself. Ignoring this would be troublesome.
However, just as Gong Yiling and Yan Chuyue were about to leave, the Lord suddenly seemed to sense something, and in her large robe, rushed towards Gong Yiling, sniffing her all over.
Miss Gong was bewildered.
“What are you doing?”
“I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but you have a scent that’s very familiar, like someone I should know, but I can’t quite place who it is… hmm…”
Was this Lord trying to find a long-lost relative?
“You must be mistaken.” Gong Yiling pushed her away without a second thought. “Farewell.”
After being pushed away, the Lord just watched them leave, still unable to remember who it was.
It couldn’t be that brat who blew up the mountain, could it?
