Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!-Chapter 990 - 291: [Granny Yu] (6600)_4

Granny Yu, however, pursed her lips: "Bah, feathered beast, the old lady dislikes them the most."

After saying this, she stood up, turned around, and went back into the shop to busy herself.

Chen Yan chuckled inside.

This amusing old lady, why’s she racist?

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Yun Zhao walked up, glanced at the bowl of tea in Chen Yan’s hand, smiled, didn’t mind at all, grabbed it, and gulped it down, and wiped his mouth: "Not bad taste, very refreshing, is there more?"

Chen Yan pointed to the sign next to them: "Pay for it."

Would Eldest Young Master Yun care about money?

He directly took out a few jade coins and slapped them on the table: "Boss, more tea!"

Inside, Granny Yu kept her head down, busy picking spices, without lifting her head: "Serve yourself, just leave the money on the table."

Yun Zhao wasn’t annoyed, poured two bowls of tea himself, gave one to Chen Yan, and drank the other one down.

Only then did he exhale and laugh: "That feels good!" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Thirsty like that?" Chen Yan was amused.

"Not thirsty, parched." Yun Zhao clicked his tongue, bitterly smiled: "Just now at a stall, I tasted a couple bites of the dried food they were selling, it was so salty it was bitter!"

As he spoke, he tugged at Chen Yan: "Look at the time, that underground auction’s about to start, let’s go have a look."

Chen Yan, having listened to Granny Yu, didn’t really want to go, just about to say something, when Yun Zhao quickly interjected.

"I just heard a stall owner say that today’s underground auction has some good stuff for sale!

Heard that a tribal leader from the Ghost Race came over to auction three VIP slots for the Heaven-crashing Event!"

Chen Yan’s heart was stirred!

The Four-direction Building’s auction was offering five slots.

And they were selling three here too?

Is this... competing with the Four-direction Building, challenging them?

Or... is there another intention?

But he still remembered Granny Yu’s words and frowned: "You’re not Human Race, do you intend to buy this slot? It’s useless to you anyway."

The Ghost Race’s secret rite allows entrance to cultivation only to the Ghost Race and other Human Race members with Ghost Race blood.

The Demon Race is not eligible.

"I’m naturally not interested in that slot, I heard that the tribal leader the Ghost Race sent over has a remarkable background.

Heard he’s under the tutelage of the Saint Ancestor of the Ghost Race, revered as something like a saintly son or daughter."

No sooner had he finished than Granny Yu’s voice came softly from the shop: "How uninformed.

There’s no saintly son or daughter in the Ghost Race, that’s your northern term.

In the Ghost Race, they’re called Cave Masters or Cave Maidens."

Yun Zhao had a good temperament, even after being reproached by the old lady, he wasn’t angry, just laughed: "Right, right, I guess they mentioned something like a Young Cave Master or Cave Maiden, I must have heard wrong."

After a pause, he chuckled: "Someone close to a saint, let’s go take a look? See what kind of prodigy earns a saint’s favor and is kept around as a close servant."

Chen Yan felt a stir in his heart too.

He came to the Southern Border precisely to find a way with the Ghost Race to see his grandmother.

But he knew this matter was extremely difficult.

That was a Saint Venerable!

Where would you easily come across one?

He had even turned into a disciple under the Celestial Demon Yin Yang Joyful Sect, but to say he could see the sect’s saintly ancestor—Venerable Shanxiang—was out of reach.

Even seeing the Sect Leader was difficult for him!

He had discovered that even within the Joyful Sect, among all disciples, over the past hundred years, aside from the Sect Leader, no one had seen the sect’s saint!

He even drunkenly asked Dongfang Sheng once.

At the time, Dongfang Sheng, with a sideways drunken glance, chuckled: "See the Saint Ancestor? My grandfather was once fortunate to glimpse from afar, still a hundred meters away, kneeling without daring to breathe."

How hard is it for someone without a background to see a saint?

If you rashly went to the Ghost Race and declared your identity, they’d most likely think you’re mad.

Even if they believed you, you’d need to report layer by layer?

Wishful thinking!

Moreover, doing so would expose your identity!

Compared to seeing grandmother, the secret of being able to "freely travel the Domain Realm" is far more crucial!

Besides grandmother, it mustn’t be known to anyone else!

To see a close servant under a saint?

Although there’s no certainty of any opportunity, going to take a look... why not!?

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Chen Yan got up, but before being dragged away by Yun Zhao, he didn’t forget to bow towards the spice shop inside to Granny Yu.

"Granny, I’m off now."

Granny Yu lifted her head, waved her hand at Chen Yan, her face full of smiles.

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After Chen Yan and Yun Zhao left, Granny Yu got up, headed back to the shop’s entrance, pursed her lips and muttered softly: "Feathered beast, left a whole house full of bird smell here."

After saying that, she casually picked up a fan beside her and fanned the area a bit.

After tossing down the fan, Granny Yu turned back into the shop, waved her hand, and the shop’s door automatically closed, a brass lock silently locked it in place.

Granny Yu then turned and went through a side door inside the shop.

She headed to the back, opened a door, revealing a cramped little room inside.

As soon as the door opened, one could see a small body kneeling on the ground obediently.

Looking up from the ground was an old face full of wrinkles, astonishingly identical to Granny Yu!

The standing "Granny Yu" smiled softly, speaking gently: "Granny Yu, these past couple of days, you’ve had it hard, hiding in here."

As she spoke with a smile, her originally cloudy old eyes suddenly flicked, transforming into clear pupils!

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