Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Chapter 2943: My Ill-mannered Nephew

Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations

Which of the Venerables wasn’t an old monster who’d been cultivating for hundreds of years? Which of them was not their clan’s old predecessor? Even if many clans gave their all, they would not be able to produce a Celestial Level Strong Exponent, demonstrating how solid those sects’ positions were.

He had been cultivating for nearly 500 years and had already advanced to the Celestial realm, but he had regressed to Nascent Soul Peak due to serious injury. Given that his long life was coming to an end and that he was becoming increasingly old, how could he not be troubled?

It’s just that, no matter how anxious he was, what was the point? The Longevity Fruit, which took 500 years to bloom and 500 years to produce fruit, was difficult to find. Even if it were available, the collector would refuse to take it. It was precisely at this point that he realised his time was running out.

While the two men were talking, an elderly man and a middle-aged man from the Jiang family arrived. “Where is your Young Master?” they asked the attendant who had gone back earlier.

“Great Elder? Third Uncle? Why are you all here?” Jiang Shichang was startled to see the two men and hurriedly came down.

The two men stood, hands clasped behind their backs, looking at Jiang Shichang, who approached them and asked, “Are you betting with a woman using ten spirit herbs aged a-thousand-year-old and one hundred thousand rock crystals? And if you win, she’s yours? We’d like to know, what kind of woman causes you to be so out of proportion?”

When two elders lectured him in front of so many people, he could not help but feel embarrassed, but he dared not speak up. It would have been fine if the ones coming were someone else, but one of them was the Jiang clan’s Great Elder, and the other was his third uncle, so he didn’t dare to say anything.

A smirk appeared on Feng Jiu’s face as she heard their conversation. She looked down at the three people below, leaned against the fence, and said, “It’s Young Master Jiang who put a wager on me. I reluctantly agreed. After all, ten plants of thousand-year-old spirit herbs and a hundred thousand rock crystals are worth less than the value of my finger.”

The elderly man and the middle-aged man both looked up when they heard this. They were frowning slightly as they noticed the woman dressed in red standing against the fence.

They couldn’t gamble with those things, despite the fact that this woman’s beauty could topple a kingdom. Even if the victory was assured, it would be pointless to win such a woman, and it would make people laugh when word gets out.

They exchanged glances before turning to face the woman in red. “My ill-mannered nephew made you as a bet, it’s really offensive to you, Miss.” The middle-aged man spoke out.

Feng Jiu smiled and looked at the two men, noticing that the elderly man was a Celestial Peak cultivator and the middle-aged man was a Celestial Mid-stage. They obviously wanted to cancel the bet, but they didn’t say directly that they didn’t want to gamble. Instead, they apologised for offending her. She had to admit that the way they handled things was far superior to Jiang Shichang’s.

If a clan made it into one of Cardinal Point City’s eight influential families, it could be seen that they were not impulsive morons.