Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1530
Chapter 1530: Chapter 1517: Are They Talking about the Master When They Mention the Destined Person?_1 Chapter 1530: Chapter 1517: Are They Talking about the Master When They Mention the Destined Person?_1 “Destined one? Did Ancestor say whether it's a man or a woman?”
“He did, it's a woman.”
“A woman? Ancestor's destined one? Hard to imagine, the Ancestor is already in the Half-Immortal Realm, hasn't appeared in the world for many years, would have a connection with a woman from the Human Realm.”
“Master also doesn't understand, but since Ancestor said so, we can't disobey, we can only follow the orders.”
“Hehe, Master's words really arouse your disciple's curiosity, I really want to see, the woman who is destined with Ancestor, what kind of nobility will she have?”
“Master is also a bit curious, let's pay more attention. This time, attending the Ascension Tournament, we must not miss any female cultivators, and investigate their identities thoroughly.”
“Yes, your disciple remembers.”
A man and a bird passed by the carriage, clearly hearing the conversation inside, seemingly not caring, but in fact, their hearts were already stirring up waves.
Little Kingfisher couldn't hold back and communicated with his Master through telepathy.
“Master, the Divine Sword Fragments they just mentioned, could it be the Jinghong Divine Sword's fragments?”
Lin Qingluo's eyes were filled with anticipation: “It's possible.”
Little Kingfisher's heart raced, suppressing her excitement: “Is the destined one they mentioned, Master?”
“Perhaps.”
Lin Qingluo's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she subconsciously thought of Lin Yixuan and Elder Xiayao's master-disciple fate, feeling a bit resentful.
“Master, will there be any old acquaintances in the Spirit Realm?”
Little Kingfisher secretly speculated: “Considering the half-immortal realm of this Ancestor, he must be an ancient monster. Perhaps he has an old relationship with Master and knows him from a past life.”
“I hope so.”
Lin Qingluo's eyes flashed, and she smiled playfully: “Not an enemy.”
“Hehe.”
Little Kingfisher was amused, and rarely teased her Master: “Master, in your past life, you fought invincibly across the Spirit Realm, and everyone with a bit of fame was beaten by you. There are enemies everywhere, and it's possible.”
“Shh, no more talking, let's go.”
Lin Qingluo's keen senses detected a gaze that pierced through the carriage curtain and landed on her, so she pretended not to care, glanced around, and walked into a winery selling Spiritual Wine.
The woman in the carriage took a close look at him, saw that he was a young man with mediocre cultivation and an unremarkable appearance, and didn't care much to retract her gaze.
“Fellow Daoist, what kind of Spiritual Wine do you need?”
As soon as Lin Qingluo entered the winery, a waiter greeted her with a smile.
She glanced at the neatly arranged jars of wine and generously waved her hand: “Give me one jar of each of the available kinds of Spiritual Wine.”
“All kinds?”
The waiter was taken aback and rubbed his ears, asking again.
“That's right.”
Lin Qingluo nodded her head and explained in more detail: “All kinds, all years, sorted by price, one jar of each.”
“Fellow Daoist?”
The waiter narrowed his eyes, sizing him up secretly, and tested him: “Are you a sommelier?”
A sommelier?!
When did the Spirit Realm have such a name?
This time, it was Lin Qingluo's turn to be confused, clearly pausing for a moment.
“No.”
Little Kingfisher spoke, answering on behalf of her Master.
“Huh.”
The waiter visibly breathed a sigh of relief, changed his face to a smile again, and extended a warm welcome: “Fellow Daoist, please sit inside, and we will prepare your goods.”
“Alright.”
Lin Qingluo complied and followed him to the tea seats to sit down.
The attendant was quite efficient, and in no time, he had prepared the Spiritual Wine according to Lin Qingluo's requirements, carefully labeling each jar, and carrying a storage bag over.
Lin Qingluo scanned the labels and saw that they clearly showed the type, year, and price of the Spiritual Wine, nodding her head in satisfaction.
Chapter end
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