The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix-Chapter 101 - The Protagonist Came From Afar

"Hiss---" Feng Yu Die put her hands on her hips. "I'm your senior after all. Can't you speak more politely?"

The boss saw that her cultivation skills started to come out, so he became a little more 'polite': "Okay, if the young lady wants to buy it, buy it. If you don't like it, go away. Our boss said that cultivators must pay the price according to the brand. For commoners, it's the original price, one spirit stone for an item, and the same goes for the tea stall opposite."

"Eh?"

Feng Yu Die was slightly startled. It was the first time she had heard such a thing, and she asked, "You only make money from cultivators, not from commoners?"

"Yes, all tea stalls and umbrella shops in this city are run by the Dragon Slayer Society. After the young master came back, he told us it's a bad thing to make money from ordinary people, but making money from cultivators is an accumulation of virtue and is beneficial to the way of the heart."

Feng Yu Die originally argued with this profiteer from a moral perspective, but now he had taken the moral high ground.

The boss seemed to get carried away and continued, "Since the young master of our Dragon Slayer Society came back, all the other chambers of commerce in Duchun City, like Green Peak Society, have been beaten to pieces by him. Not to mention his wide network of connections, there is also a senior in the late stage of Foundation Building..."

"Excuse me!!!"

Feng Yu Die lowered her head and returned to Xiao Yunluo dejectedly.

"What's wrong?"

"In their Dragon Slayer Society, cultivators pay fifty times the price, while commoners pay the original price."

Xiao Yunluo frowned and murmured, "The Dragon Slayer Society is quite original... but that's right, commoners and cultivators live together here in the Dragon House. Life is not easy for ordinary people, and most cultivators don't think highly of them."

Xiao Yunluo shrugged slightly and then left with Feng Yu Die, but after walking one more street, they saw a teenager squatting in front of the alley, munching on a steamed bun.

If he was just a beggar, they wouldn't have specifically stopped. The point was that the young man was a third or fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator, and although his clothes were dirty, it was obvious that the fabric was quite good.

How could a young cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining be in such a miserable state...

Xiao Yunluo had no intention of striking up a conversation, but Feng Yu Die was particularly curious, so she stepped forward and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you? You're a cultivator and on top so well-dressed, why are you squatting here like a beggar?"

The teenager who was approached by Feng Yu Die sniffed and raised his head. He was stunned for a moment by the looks of Feng Yu Die and Xiao Yunluo, but he soon came back to his senses. "Ladies, I... I have been replaced!"

"Replaced?"

"Yes! I am the Young Master of the Jiang Mansion, and my name is Jiang Yu. My father passed away, and when I was coming back, I was robbed by two people on the way. The jade token and letter that proved my identity were taken away."

Xiao Yunluo nodded and asked with suspicion, "Then, why don't you go back to talk to them? No one in your family knows you?"

"I left home seven years ago to practice cultivation, and..." He picked up the steamed bun in his hand and said with tears, "I went to Jiang Mansion before, but..."

"What was the result?"

"I was about to explain. When the two servants at the door heard the first sentence, they directly threw some steamed buns at me and drove me away, saying that I'm already the seven hundred and thirty-seventh person who tried to impersonate Young Master Jiang."

Feng Yu Die was stupefied and turned to look at Xiao Yunluo. Seeing that she also looked confused, she asked again, "Then... can't you prove your identity? For example, tell them your father's birthday, or something that only you would know."

"I told them!! I reported my father's date of birth, but the two servants said that the people who came before to pretend also reported it, and a few people even said that my father had a mole on his butt!...I...

Feng Yu Die was speechless. After a moment of silence, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "...Seven hundred and thirty-seven people know that your father has a mole on his butt?"

"I don't even know if my father has a mole on his butt... Who would know about this except my mother and my father himself?!"

"...But why do so many people want to impersonate you?"

"Many of them are commoners. Because they can get free steamed buns and herbal tea by pretending to be me, so many people come to the gate of the Jiang Mansion. You can go take a look. There is still a queue in front of the Jiang Mansion..."

"Hmm..." Feng Yu Die looked at him, rubbed her chin, thinking for a while, then asked again, "Are you really the Young Master of the Jiang House?"

"Really! I swear!! If I lie, may the lightning strike me dead!"

"Then... How about this? This girl and I are both disciples of the Black Star Sect." Feng Yu Die grinned and said, "We will help you prove your identity, but after the matter is done... "

She raised her eyebrows and gestured a double "OK."

Jiang Yu hesitated for a split second, realized that she meant "money", and hastily agreed: "Alright!! As long as you two help me prove my identity, I can give you no matter how much you want..."

However, before he finished speaking, Xiao Yunluo quickly reached out, grabbed Feng Yu Die by the back of her collar, and dragged her away.

"Hey?!"

"Mind your own business."

"Ah? Sister Xiao, there's a profit! There's a profit to be made~ We just need to show our identity badges. The little Jiang Mansion won't ignore the Black Star Sect disciples, right?"