Chapter 104: The Most Beautiful Woman in the Eastern Wilderness

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As soon as they left those people behind, Qing Zhen immediately grabbed Xiao Qing Hu by the arm and questioned her, “Tell me, why did that bull-eyed brute and that fat middle-aged man in the brocade robe treat you so well as soon as they saw you?”

“How would I know? Maybe because I’m beautiful and adorable?” Qing Hu replied.

“What nonsense. If it were about looks, they’d look at Big Brother instead,” Qing Zhen said irritably. “Better to confess early than resist harshly.”

“I really don’t know. Although, I do have a little suspicion.” Qing Hu leaned close to Qing Zhen’s head, speaking mysteriously.

“What suspicion?” Qing Zhen also leaned in.

Lowering her voice, Qing Hu whispered into Qing Zhen’s ear, “They probably think I’m descended from a god, or maybe even an actual deity.”

“Huh? Our family’s been a righteous little cultivator clan for three generations. When have we ever produced a god’s descendant? And you, a deity? Look at you—so skinny, malnourished. How do you look like a god at all?”

“Whether I look like one or not, why the personal attacks? I’m skinny because of who? Isn’t it because I shared all the good food with you when we were little? Even the exquisite braised meat I got from Grandma’s, I split it in half for you. Otherwise, how could you have grown so tall and strong?” Qing Hu scolded her fourth brother for being unreasonable.

“Ahem, well, I also used my pocket money to take you to Bai Wei Zhai for treats often,” Qing Zhen quickly defended himself.

“You took me there a few times, but how much meat did I share with you when we were kids?” Qing Hu retorted angrily.

“Well, I—”

Before long, the siblings nearly came to blows.

Qing Jin hurriedly separated the squabbling little brother and sister.

“Qing Hu, tell me why you have that suspicion?” Qing Jin asked. As he spoke, he deliberately activated a soundproofing talisman around the three of them. But such talismans depend on who they're used against.

“It probably relates to the fact that I swallowed the Earth Marrow Pearl,” Qing Hu smiled. “Right after swallowing it, I felt a faint force of the laws surrounding me. Once I fully refine the Earth Marrow Pearl, I will completely master that strand of the great Dao’s power.”

“What? That’s so unfair. You just casually find a treasure like the Earth Marrow Pearl. Refining it lets you perceive a thread of the Dao’s law. Once you fully absorb it, you could easily ascend to a third-tier grand cultivator while lying down!” Qing Zhen immediately complained.

“That’s just how lucky I am,” Qing Hu said irritably. “If you hadn’t stolen so much meat from me as a kid, I’d be even luckier. You call me a bean sprout—then what does that make you?”

“Qing Xiao Hu, your arguments are baseless,” Qing Zhen retorted angrily. “I may have eaten the meat, but didn’t I beat up all those stinky little brats from our clan who tried to pull your braid and tug at your skirts? Without me, could you have grown up so peacefully? Could you still be such a well-behaved little cutie? Could you still be Dad and Mom’s most beloved little darling?

“Look at Qing Jiao—she went from a chubby kid straight to a tomboy!”

“So what if she’s a tomboy? I love watching Qing Jiao knock all those boys flat,” Qing Hu said, completely unappreciative.

Those boys were actually saved by Qing Zhen, you know. Otherwise, anyone who dared to tease her would have faced endless misfortune later!

Do you think gods are easy to mess with?

If Qing Zhen hadn’t blocked them from getting near her since childhood, those troublemakers would have already made a mess of themselves.

“If you really learned from Qing Jiao, wouldn’t Dad beat your butt to pieces?” Qing Zhen said, enjoying the schadenfreude.

Qing Hu: “...”

Dad definitely prefers the little cutie!!

“Enough, stop messing around,” Qing Jin suddenly took a book titled "One Hundred Questions on Gods and Demons" from his storage pouch and flipped to a page he had read before. After scanning the page carefully, he felt reassured. “Qing Hu is right. The others must have sensed the law’s power surrounding her. Even a single thread isn’t something an ordinary person can withstand. They don’t know Qing Hu is a gifted one, nor that she swallowed the Earth Marrow Pearl.

“Plus, her cultivation is still shallow. So it’s possible they mistook her for a divine descendant or an incarnation of a god,” Qing Jin explained to Qing Zhen.

Qing Zhen’s jaw nearly dropped.

“You can do that too?”

This wasn’t that Qing Hu was good at hiding it, but neither Qing Jin nor Qing Zhen dared to imagine their little sister growing up to be a deity!

What a joke—no matter how wild the story, even the craziest tale wouldn’t dare write that!

Qing Jin asked himself: what are the chances our little sister is a descendant of gods, an incarnation of a deity?

Not even a tiny bit.

When Qing Hu saw her big brother come up with a reason, she nodded along like a little chick pecking at rice. Yes, yes, yes.

Qing Zhen was speechless.

He reached out and rubbed the little girl’s head hard.

“Your luck is just outrageously good. What if those guys find out you’re a fake? What will you do?” Qing Zhen worried.

“From now on, we should try to reduce her encounters with those people,” Qing Jin immediately decided.

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“Mhm,” Qing Zhen agreed.

“Well, let’s go visit the black market. I’ve already seen several things I’m interested in,” Qing Hu said eagerly.

“Let’s go,” Qing Jin agreed. The three siblings abandoned all other distractions to explore the treasures of the black market.

What they didn’t know was that someone had been secretly following them. Once they left the area, the follower quickly flew back to a man dressed in a brocade robe and reported everything the three siblings had said, word for word.

The soundproofing talisman was utterly useless!

“Master, since they’re deceivers, shall I send someone to eliminate them? These humans dare to deceive you—it’s reckless,” the follower said.

“If you really went, that would be reckless,” the brocade-robed man said irritably. “I had you follow them so no one else would bump into them. You don’t want me mistakenly identifying divine power or confusing a divine descendant with a deity’s incarnation, do you?”

The subordinate bowed his head in shame.

“Sorry, master.”

“Enough, I don’t blame you. Just remember, anything related to gods isn’t something you can handle alone. Whatever you want to do, you must get my approval first. Otherwise, you’ll be more troublesome than my son, who’s always causing me headaches,” the brocade man warned sternly.

“Don’t underestimate any deity just because they look weak. Even a single feather in their hands could unleash destructive power capable of annihilating the entire Uncertain City.” History has proven the power of gods many times over.

“Since He likes to disguise Himself as a human, we must ensure He enjoys His time in Uncertain City. Don’t intentionally provoke Him; the consequences are unbearable.”

“Yes, master,” the subordinate answered solemnly. “Should I continue following them?”

“Forget it, go rest,” the brocade man said after a pause.

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The three siblings continued browsing the black market.

Not long after, Qing Hu spotted a crystal comb broken in half. “How much is this?”

“Fifty thousand purple gold coins for the comb. It’s an antique,” the young vendor said with a blatant overcharge.

Qing Hu immediately put down the comb without a word and left.

“Hey, hey, don’t go, young lady. Let’s negotiate the price. I’ll lose a bit—forty-nine thousand purple gold coins and it’s yours.”

Qing Hu quickened her pace.

A damaged spiritual artifact, forged in imitation of a divine weapon’s method, for fifty thousand purple gold coins! Humph, let him enjoy that comb alone.

Seeing Qing Hu storm off, Qing Zhen said to his older brother, “Fifty thousand purple gold coins is way too expensive. That comb isn’t worth that much.”

“That guy probably named that price hoping to find a fool to take the bait before leaving Uncertain City for good,” Qing Jin guessed.

“Well, Qing Hu’s clearly not that fool. She’s gone,” Qing Zhen said with a hint of schadenfreude.

Qing Jin glanced at the greedy young vendor and took his brother to catch up with their little sister.

Qing Hu went on to eye several other items, but the prices were all unreasonable and negotiations failed.

The prices were outrageously inflated.

Qing Zhen and Qing Jin also found a few things they liked, but the vendors’ prices were too high. One ancient sword fragment, just the handle, was priced at one million purple gold coins.

Qing Jin wondered if these people thought they were printing purple gold coins or owned their own mints.

Having bought nothing suitable and growing irritable, the siblings decided to stop browsing and head home.

Just as they left the black market, the bull-eyed brute appeared again.

“My master says, as long as it’s not in the black market area, you’re free to choose any plot of land,” the brute said.

“Do I need to pay him?”

“My master said, if you move in, it’s his honor,” the brute said.

“So I can pick any plot I want and it’s basically free?” Qing Hu immediately brightened.

“Yes,” said the brute, his expression growing stranger.

When he initially relayed Qing Hu’s request to his master, his master had been silent for a long moment before saying, “Tell her to pick any spot to build a house, as long as it’s not in the black market.”

“How much does she have to pay?” the brute asked.

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“Tell her to pay me ten divine coins or two divine crystals, whichever she prefers. Let’s see if she agrees. Ha, never mind, just give it to her for free. That land isn’t worth much,” the master suddenly said something the brute didn’t understand. “Maybe her arrival will bring some changes here.”

Divine coins? Divine crystals?

The brute didn’t understand these terms, but that didn’t stop him from telling Qing Hu that her master was giving her the land for free.

“Big brother, let’s pick the plot now?” Qing Hu happily pulled her big brother along. She had already set her sights on a particular spot.

Qing Jin nodded.

As for Qing Zhen, he tagged along more out of habit—he’d have to move anyway.

Watching Qing Hu drag their big brother away, Qing Zhen hurried after them. “Wait for me! Even if she’s not that important, you have to bring me along, hey!”

Qing Hu, the bull-eyed brute, and the others arrived at the spot she had chosen. It just happened to be a crucial energy node of the array formation sealed on the adjacent wall.

“This is it. I want all the land within fifteen hundred steps around here,” Qing Hu said.

“Isn’t that a bit too large? Fifteen hundred steps north, south, east, and west—that’s practically a small estate,” Qing Jin said. Building too big means materials are harder to gather.

“Not too big. There’s a lot of ruins here; we can dismantle materials from them. Later, we’ll ask that scoundrel Dad for some building materials, and everything will be ready,” Qing Hu planned.

The bull-eyed brute was speechless.

This area of ruins had been preserved largely because all the land belonged to his master.

Who knew this ancestor hadn’t even moved in yet but was already eyeing the building materials here? He’d report back—if the master disapproved, he’d stop it.

“Alright, if you think it’s okay, then it’s settled.” Qing Jin was a devoted brother; after all, it was just extra spending.

After selecting the land and having the bull-eyed brute notify the brocade-robed man to deliver building materials, the three siblings went home to sleep.

At dawn, sunlight bathed Uncertain City in golden light, scattering countless golden streams.

The legend of the beautiful girl Shen Qing Hu was only just beginning.

The little girl over whom the Black Wolf Young Chief and the Black Market Furious Bull fought for love…

The Furious Bull, in a fit of rage for his beloved, even killed a famous elder of the Black Wolf Tribe on the spot…

And the girl, whose beauty could topple kingdoms, was undoubtedly the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Wasteland…

Especially how the title of the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Wasteland quickly became the hottest gossip in Uncertain City.

No way to help it—everyone was simply curious!

What happened at the black market last night spread rapidly throughout Uncertain City in less than a day.

Though the story had become wildly distorted.

That evening, while the three siblings were dining together, Qing Zhen had just heard Jiu Quan recount those fabricated tales and almost spat his rice porridge all over the dishes.

“Ha ha ha, Qing Hu is the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Wasteland!!

“How worthless is that title then!!”

“Shen Qing Zhen, I’ll settle this with you.”

Qing Hu lunged at her fourth brother, claws bared.

“What do you mean? Why can’t I be the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Wasteland?”

“Ha ha ha, come on, hit me! Hit me again! I still won’t admit you’re the most beautiful woman in the Eastern Wasteland,” Qing Zhen laughed heartily, slapping the table and rocking with laughter.

Seeing this, Qing Hu went completely wild chasing after him.

“Damn you, fourth brother! Just wait!”

“Qing Zhen, look at how you’ve ruined all the dishes with just one bowl of porridge. Jiu Quan, have the dishes brought out again,” Qing Jin said helplessly.

“Master, that will take some time since they need to be freshly prepared,” Jiu Quan replied formally, though he was inwardly amused to no end. Being the witness to last night’s entire event, he felt he had a lot of say.

His young lady was indeed cute and decent looking.

But those two girls she rescued last night? Each was a rare beauty, and all were prettier than his young lady. He couldn’t be dishonest, right?!

——— End of side note ———

I heard everyone would like an extra chapter, so here it is.

Le Wen