Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 137 We've Been Busy

"You're not going to suddenly die one day, are you? You should at least tell me before you die!" Xue Tong said as she handed Xue Lan a wet handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"I know, I'll definitely tell you." Xue Lan wiped all the blood from the corner of her mouth, revealing pale lips. The girl's round eyes curved into crescent moons.

Xue Tong suddenly missed Xue Lan's dark eyes, which seemed full of life.

【Xue Lan!】

"Well, what happened?"

You know I can see your physical condition, right?

Xue Lan looked somewhat surprised: "You can monitor this?"

In short... it's like... you want to die secretly behind everyone's back? That's absolutely impossible, you understand?

Xue Lan listened to her stammering words.

"I know, it's nothing serious, just a recurrence of some old injuries."

"Didn't I tell you before? My essence lies in my demon soul. As long as my demon soul remains intact, I am invincible."

Instead of refuting her directly, Xue Tong turned around and whispered bad things about her. Her voice was so soft that Xue Lan could barely hear it.

After a long silence, the little girl turned around and asked angrily, "What do you want to eat?"

Xue Lan: "You decide what to do."

Xue Tong went to the restaurant behind the house to buy food, while Xue Lan waited alone in the shop for her to come back and feed her. She sat in the chair like an old woman on her deathbed.

As dusk settled outside, around dinnertime, the vendors outside the shop began packing up. One vendor selling small cloth dolls walked past the entrance of Jilan Xiaozhu and then turned back, calling out to Xue Lan inside.

"Young lady, would you like to buy a plush toy?"

Hearing this, Xue Lan snapped out of her reverie and smiled as she asked the doorway, "What kind of doll is it?"

The vendor noticed that Xue Lan couldn't see him, took a few steps forward, but didn't dare to go inside the shop: "There's one tiger cub and one raccoon dog left. If you buy the tiger cub, I'll give you the raccoon dog."

Xue Lan fumbled for her stick on the edge of the table, and the girl, leaning on the stick, walked out of the shop: "How much?"

The vendor's face lit up with a smile: "It's not expensive, this little tiger is only eight copper coins."

Xue Lan knew that the price wasn't exactly cheap. In Fuyang City, two copper coins could buy a bowl of plain noodles without any side dishes. But the girl still took out eight copper coins and placed them one by one in the vendor's outstretched hand.

The vendor placed the two plush toys into Xue Lan's outstretched hands. The little tiger was noticeably larger, about the size of both of Xue Lan's hands. The little raccoon was more delicate and petite, only about the size of one of Xue Lan's hands.

The vendor left with his stall, and Xue Lan stood at the shop entrance waiting for Xue Tong to return.

When Xue Tong returned to Ji Lan Cottage with two food boxes, she saw Xue Lan holding a small rag doll in one hand, proudly showing it to her: "Which one do you like?"

Xue Tong looked at the two plush toys in the girl's hands: [Do you treat me like a child?]

Xue Lan thought to herself, "What else could it be?" But she didn't dare say it aloud, so she could only smile and say, "In the eyes of an old monster like me who has lived for three thousand years, you are just a child."

Xue Tong sighed and picked up the exquisite and adorable little gray raccoon dog.

That tiger was too big; it was used to guide spirits.

While inside the Chonglou Illusionary Treasure Map, the Soul Guide suddenly heard someone calling her name, and the little sword spirit flew out despite the restrictions.

"Is it my sister who wants to see me? Or is it His Majesty?"

After absorbing the dragon soul, Yinhun grew considerably. She was previously a three- or four-year-old white ball of fluff, but now she appears to be a six- or seven-year-old girl. When she appears, the surrounding mortals cannot see her; they simply assume she's one of those two girls staring blankly at thin air.

Xue Lan handed over the cloth tiger in her hand: "Here you go!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty. You are my favorite person, Master." The little sword spirit flew over, hugged the cloth tiger, and happily circled around Xue Lan.

Xue Lan's face showed a look of motherly relief, but then the girl began to feel melancholy again.

If the growth condition for guiding souls requires the continuous intake of high-quality souls, where does she get food for them from?

The girl sighed and followed Xue Tong into the shop, where she finished two bowls of rice, still sighing. She felt her future was bleak.

When she sighed for the tenth time, Xue Tong tapped the table.

The spirit guide saw his lord suddenly straighten his back, and his sigh abruptly stopped, as if someone had grabbed him by the neck.

Xue Tong gave a forced smile: "Sister, you should get some rest early. We have business to do tomorrow."

Xue Lan interjected softly, "We can't do business tomorrow."

Xue Tong was somewhat puzzled: "Why? You've lost the desire to make money?"

Xue Lan pointed to the empty table over there: "You sold out all the goods today, and I can't make that many in a short time."

【Sold out?】 Xue Tong was a little incredulous as the young girl glanced at the empty table.

Do I have the potential to become a top salesperson?

The inquisitive Xue Lan asked, "What is a top sales performer?"

[It's the person who sells the most items in the store.]

Xue Lan nodded, then suddenly realized: "Then you're the top salesperson."

Xue Tong smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment!"

But then Xue Tong thought again, if they hadn't made any business for three years, but were going to make enough to last them for three years, what would they do next?

Her admirable quality is that she asks questions whenever they arise: "What will we do after we close the shop?"

Xue Lan smiled gently: "It's Chinese New Year! What else can we do?"

Xue Tong suddenly realized that another year had passed in a rush.

[Xue Lan, I've noticed that time always flies by since I started following you!]

"It's because I've been busy all along," Xue Lan said slowly.

Xue Tong thought about it and agreed. First, there was the death of Gong Yuan and others, then the betrayal of Jiyue Mountain, then the demon invasion and confrontation, Xie Cuicheng's weapon-forging assessment, the Wan Gong Fang trial... and even the recently concluded Battle of Luoxia Mountain.

Her and Xue Lan's footsteps... no... it was the footsteps of all the beings in the Yuanming Lower Realm that hadn't stopped for a long time.

She vaguely remembered that the last time everyone was present was when Xue Lan took Zhu He to pick osmanthus flowers behind Yunhui Peak.

At the time, it seemed so ordinary, but now it's been so long that I can hardly remember it.

The streetlights outside gradually went out. Xue Tong got up to seal the shop door, and Xue Lan, no longer pretending, went to help her.

The girl's voice was calm and warm: "Have a good New Year."

"I believe the entire Yuanming Realm is waiting for this direction of renewal, for a chance to catch its breath."

Far away in the border city of Luoxia, a young man carrying a heavy sword stood atop the city wall. Zhu He looked at the bright moon in the sky and spoke to Ji Jinjin, who was in the shadows behind him: "Jinjin, is it almost New Year's?"

Ji Jinjin spoke softly, uttering only one word: "Mm."

"I really miss the days when we were on Jiyuan Peak, when our senior sister would always take us to Ruoshui City. The gatherings in the mortal realm were so lively!" the young man said nostalgically.

"We will meet again!" Ji Jinjin said slowly.

One day, the soldiers on the frontier will be able to go home, the separated friends will be able to drink and laugh together again, and the territory between the Yuan and Ming dynasties will be recovered.

When the clear and turbid are separated from the pure, the world is at peace and tranquil.