Chapter 152: Chise Sakura And The Ghost Martial Cultivator (1/2)

“This Kagoshima actually is a good place.” Su Xing praised as he held a Astral Bag in his hand. He had come to Kagoshima for only a few hours, yet his harvest was quite plentiful, even more than robbing and killing for a Birth Outline Heavenly Spirit Chest. One piece of Ice Kite Arctic Stone, one piece of Daybreak Frost And Snow Essence, as well as Li Ruojin’s double offer of four hundred million liang of gold and the Galaxy Artifact Origin Heaven Wheel.

An Suwen lightly smiled: “Sister Yizhen is truly incredible.”

“Next, let’s go see whether or not we can help Little Yi purchase what she needs to upgrade her Star Weapon.” With this much capital, Su Xing was energized.

“Slave Servant has troubled Master.” Yan Yizhen was flat as before.1

Yan Yizhen needed Roasting Yang Stone and Yin Cold Jade to upgrade to Two Star. The former could actually be regarded as easy to purchase, for he was just able to use the four hundred million Li Ruojin sent to buy two pieces of Roasting Yang Stone. The latter was more difficult. This kind of Yin Cold Jade was not an ordinary jade, rather, it was a perfect arctic jade extracted from going through a jade craftsman’s sculpting. Its value was even more expensive than Daybreak Frost and Snow Essence. Su Xing searched for half a day before he saw one at an auction, however, this type of item did not use gold for the transaction. It used magic weapons, precious stone materials, treasures, etc. Su Xing roughly estimated that piece of Yin Cold Jade’s value was one billion liang when converted to gold, which truly made Su Xing feel that money was not money.

Su Xing’s most valuable was only the Extreme Winding Essence Gold. Due to this Extreme Winding Essence Gold’s purity still not being the best, it would be approximately a hundred million liang apiece when converted to gold. This was only five hundred million, and add on the other messes, he actually could barely come up with one billion. However, the auction’s owner simply did not value the other pieces of trash, so it was bought away like this by a great cultivator.

“Little Sister, what does your Child and Mother Linked Hearts Needles need for its upgrade to Two Star.” Su Xing asked An Suwen. Turning his head, he discovered the girl had suddenly separated without a trace.

Yan Yizhen was stunned, having also not seen this.

Just as Su Xing was about to use Star Crest reaction, he suddenly saw An Suwen run out from inside an alley, carrying an extra little girl upon her chest.

“Big Brother!”

“You…what is this?” Su Xing looked at the little loli in An Suwen’s embrace, seven or eight years of age, with pink hair. She had on an elaborate skirt, and she wore a bow and a red scarf. Pink and cute, she had a pair of large, innocent and shining eyes, as if she was a doll.

“She seems to have wandered away from her family. Little Sister somewhat did not have the heart to leave her be.” An Suwen said apologetically.

Su Xing smiled. An Suwen’s identity was the Divine Physician, one of a kindly disposition. For her to do this, Su Xing was not surprised at all. “Little girl, what’s your name?” Su Xing slightly smiled and asked.

“I’m called Chise Sakura.”2 The little loli blinked, a completely unguarded mentality. He feared a lollipop was enough to lure her away, and such a small girl not becoming lost was strange. Whoever her parents were, they truly were not careful.

However, what made Su Xing curious was the words that the little loli said, which unexpectedly was the language of cherry blossoms. It was basically the same as the Japanese language from Su Xing’s previous world.

“Chise Sakura, not a bad name. What about your parents?” Su Xing asked afterwards.

An Suwen and Yan Yizhen showed shocked expressions: “Big Brother, you can understand the language of cherry blossoms?”

Su Xing naturally could.

Hearing Su Xing’s words, the little loli happily spoke up, and Su Xing more or less understood her words.

This little loli named Chise Sakura came out with Aunt Manxiang,3 however, that Manxiang woman truly was very irresponsible to let her go out first. “Let’s go back and help you look. Right, what does she look like?” Su Xing asked.

The little girl hugged An Suwen, her hand brushing past her hair: “Aunt Manxiang has pretty purple hair, very pretty eyes and is very gentle to Sakura-chan…and this place is very big…” Chiyo Sakura buried her head into An Suwen’s bosom and rubbed with all her might, making Su Xing whisper, “Fuck.”

An Suwen shot her a rebuking glance, slightly blushing, somewhat embarrassed as she looked at Su Xing.

Purple hair and a very big chest.

Her traits actually were very easy to find.

As Su Xing thought this, he walked into a remote pathway in the sea. The serene seawater slapped against the reef, and the sakura trees to the side shivered in the cold wind.

“Master. Watch out!”

Yan Yizhen suddenly tightly clenched her fists.

The group stopped their march, and several shadows pounced towards them at high speed.

“Aunt Manxiang said they are bad people.” Chise Sakura showed fear.

The newcomers were more than ten in number, wearing a fierce and toothy devil mask that would frighten children. They wore black clothes, their hands holding double sabers and the like.

“Ghost Martial Cultivators!!” An Suwen cried out in alarm.

“So it turns out these are the Falling Blossoms Ghost Kingdom’s renowned Ghost Martial Cultivators?” Su Xing nodded.

“Hand her over to us and nothing will happen to you here!” A Ghost Martial Cultivator wearing a red devil mask coldly spoke.

Su Xing knew that lost little lolis that randomly came from the road would always bring with them a string of troubles.

“So many of you to capture one little girl, are you still men?” Su Xing said.

The Ghost Martial Cultivators circled them, the edges of the saber glinting with a sharp light.

“I will say it once more, hand her over to us, and you may leave.” The red Ghost Martial Cultivator this time used his most extensive Chinese dialect to shout.

“If we do not do this?” Yan Yizhen’s vermilion eyes had a cold light. Su Xing did not even need to order the warmhearted her, and she would not hand over a girl too weak to stand in the wind into the hands of a group of queer uncles.4

“Then die!!”

The Ghost Martial Cultivator dropped these words, and seemingly like an illusion, a deep darkness shrouded Su Xing and the group’s surroundings. Starlight could not be seen and the seawater had disappeared. Even the traces of the vaguest shadows were unable to be grasped,an expanse of the most pure darkness. The legendary Ghost Martial Cultivators would use every sort of “Ghost Arts,” and seeing it now, it was exceptional as expected.