"Where did your spirit stone go?"

Chen Chunan asked the question he wanted to know most.

"Lingshi?" Zhong Xiaotian ate the maltose that he didn't know where to conjure up, and said vaguely, "It's all spent."

"Where have the flowers gone?"

"I bought some snacks, otherwise where else could I spend the money?"

Listening to her calm tone, Chen Chunan thought she went to the small shop at the east end of the village to buy candies and spent two pennies.

That’s hundreds of spirit stones! It’s not as simple as a few hundred taels of silver!

When Zhong Xiaotian left the Xuantian Sword Sect, he took a thousand spiritual stones from the sect's inner treasury.

After deducting the one hundred spiritual stones used as energy for the flying boat and the one hundred spiritual stones used as start-up capital for the One Hundred and Eight Heroes, there are still eight hundred spiritual stones left.

Later, I gave Chen Chunan a spiritual stone for cultivation, and there were still 799 spiritual stones.

Ordinary cultivators may not be able to earn a hundred spiritual stones after working hard all their lives, but this little girl actually spent them all at once...

Chen Chunan felt his eyes go dark and almost fainted.

Is it possible that the pile of snacks just now are all Zhong Xiaotian's belongings? That little thing is worth hundreds of spiritual stones?

If Chen Chunan didn't have some common sense, he would really believe it.

That pile of snacks, whether they were mochi, pineapple cakes, or other snacks and cakes, were all commonplace things. It would only cost a few taels of silver to buy them in the town, let alone hundreds of spiritual stones.

Since the money was not spent in these places, where did the spiritual stones go?

It’s impossible to be eaten, right?

Chen Chunan always felt that this little girl Zhong Xiaotian didn't tell him the truth. Where did the trust between people go?

Thinking of this, he immediately set his sights on Zhong Xiaotian.

Zhong Xiaotian's face suddenly turned red when she saw this scorching gaze, and she almost choked on the maltose in her mouth.

She rolled her eyes at Chen Chunan and stuffed the maltose in Chen Chunan's mouth, "If you want to eat it, just say, why are you staring at me?"

Then, she took out a new maltose stick from somewhere and started eating it.

Chen Chunan was stunned for a moment, as the faint aroma of malt and the sweet taste spread in his mouth.

Sweet, it’s his favorite taste.

Of course, Zhong Xiaotian did not forget to give her good sister Liu Yunxi a taste of her newly bought maltose.

Of course, good things must be shared by everyone.

Unlike Chen Chunan, a bad guy who shows off his strength as soon as he comes up!

Although Zhong Xiaotian has already calmed down, she still feels very angry when she thinks about it and wants to pounce on him and take a bite.

Eh...it seems like I've already bitten it just now.

A faint blush appeared on Zhong Xiaotian's face, and she silently ate maltose.

The meeting hall suddenly fell into silence.

Suddenly, a shout broke the calm.

"No! I seem to have forgotten something?"

Zhong Xiaotian and Liu Yunxi looked at Chen Chunan who stood up from the table with puzzled expressions, not forgetting to eat some snacks.

"Forgot something? Aren't we here for afternoon tea?"

"Fellow Taoist, try this sweet-scented osmanthus cake. I think it's quite delicious."

"Oh, oh." Chen Chunan subconsciously took a bite of the osmanthus cake handed over by Liu Yunxi, "Hmm... it's sweet but not greasy and has a faint scent of osmanthus. It's really delicious."

"How is it? Is it delicious? I bought this from the most famous Huangji Pastry Shop in Shangqing County. Their pastries are excellent."

Zhong Xiaotian looked so proud that her nose almost turned up to the sky.

"That's wrong!" Chen Chunan, who had just sat down, suddenly stood up again, looking suspicious of life, "There is something wrong nine out of ten times!"

"Huh?"

"??"

"Where do you get these snacks and pastries?"

"I bought it with money, otherwise it wouldn't work?"

"It must have cost a lot of money to buy so many, right?"

"Not much, maybe a few dozen taels of silver at most."

Chen Chunan asked the most critical question:

"Then where did your spiritual stones go?"
Chapter completed!