Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

The money earned after selling it?

Fu Sheng was stunned.

The novel does indeed say that Chuntao robbed the male protagonist of all his belongings, sold him, and received a generous reward from the owner.

Fu Sheng subconsciously touched her body, but felt nothing. Noticing that the male lead was looking at her, Fu Sheng froze, then put her hand down and said solemnly: "I declare again that I did not sell the young master."

Even though both of them knew the truth, she would never admit it.

Fu Sheng pretended to be confused and asked the male protagonist: "Master, don't you have any money?"

Yan Su said nothing and looked at her solemnly.

Fu Sheng was not afraid of him. He blinked and looked back at him, looking innocent.

The two stared at each other for about a minute, and finally Fu Sheng gave in, "Master, if you don't have money, I'll go borrow some, you wait here."

After saying that, she ran out into the street without even looking back.

Yan Su looked at Fu Sheng steadily.

Fu Sheng did go to get the money, but not to borrow it.

She found a vendor who looked friendly and said, "Brother, can I exchange some spirit stones with you?"

"What spiritual stones do you want to exchange for?" The vendor saw that Fu Sheng was pretty and charming, and his attitude was very gentle.

Fu Sheng thought about the currency price in this world when he read the book, and said: "I will use one hundred low-level spirit stones to exchange for one of your mid-level spirit stones."

Except for ordinary people who use silver, the practitioners in this world use spirit stones.

"Okay." The merchant seemed to have made a lot of money, so he agreed immediately and took out an intermediate spirit stone and handed it to Fu Sheng. He was not afraid that Fu Sheng would take it and run away.

Fu Sheng took the intermediate spirit stone in his hand, observed it secretly, and then pretended to touch his clothes, with a look of surprise after realizing it belatedly: "Oh, I just remembered that I forgot to take the spirit stone. Forget it, big brother, I won't change it."

Fu Sheng handed the spirit stone over again. The merchant did not doubt it and said in a friendly manner, "Okay, then go back and get it. Come over anytime and I'll change it for you!"

"Thank you, brother." Fu Sheng said with a smile.

After knowing the appearance of the intermediate spirit stone in this world, Fu Sheng walked to an empty alley. The alley seemed to be untouched, and the ground was covered with dust, which was just what Fu Sheng wanted.

Fu Sheng looked around and found that no one was paying attention to this side, so he felt relieved. He found a dusty corner, picked up a sharp stone, and then with a focused expression, used the sharp stone as a pen and the ground as paper, and soon, Fu Sheng drew on the ground an intermediate spirit stone that was exactly the same as the one he had just seen.

After the last stroke of the spirit stone was made, a shocking scene appeared——

The ground shook slightly, and the intermediate spirit stone painted on the ground seemed to have broken through the space-time barrier, slowly protruding from the ground, and finally completely emerged.

A living intermediate spirit stone just appeared on the ground!

After drawing one, Fu Sheng did not stop and drew two more.

The spirit stone contained spiritual energy, which was different from the inanimate objects she had painted in the real world before. This was the first time Fu Sheng had painted something with spiritual power in this world, and she felt that it consumed a lot of her mental energy.

After drawing three intermediate spirit stones in one breath, Fu Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She threw down the stone, clapped her hands, held the three spirit stones in her palms, and then walked towards where the male protagonist was.

Holding the spirit stone in his hand, Fu Sheng was full of confidence, and walked with a bounce and joy.

Fu Sheng was originally a little afraid that the male protagonist would leave her, so when she came back and saw that the male protagonist was still there, she felt relieved and was very satisfied with the male protagonist's performance of waiting for her obediently.

She smiled and handed over the spirit stones with both hands: "Look! Master, I borrowed three intermediate spirit stones!"

Yan Su looked at Fu Sheng's bright eyes, his pupils moved slightly. He looked at Fu Sheng for a while before slowly taking the spirit stone.

He originally wanted to leave directly, but for some reason, he wanted to see what Chuntao would do.

It took him another two hundred years to reach the pinnacle of immortality in his previous life. He could hardly remember many things from the early days, but he had a deep impression of Chun Tao.

Chuntao was picked up by her mother when she was out. At that time, Chuntao was only six years old and was wandering outside as a beggar. Her mother saw that she was smart and cute, so she felt pity for her and adopted her. Because she was picked up in spring when the peach blossoms were blooming, her mother named her Chuntao and brought her with her as a personal maid.

Chuntao was very beautiful, even more beautiful than many young ladies from famous families. He didn't have much contact with Chuntao, but he often heard his mother praise her for being a smart, simple and loyal maid.

Her mother loved her, so before she died, she chose to let Chuntao escape with her and let Chuntao serve him.

Unexpectedly, Chuntao was an extremely snobbish and ambitious person. She was unwilling to keep running for her life, so after disguising herself as a loyal maid for a few days, she secretly colluded with others and jointly designed to drug him and sell him to a dirty place.

The reason why he had such a deep impression on Chuntao was not because of what she did to him, but because of his mother.

Although he was young and naive at the time, he was definitely not a naive and careless person. The reason why he was framed by Chuntao was because Chuntao was the only person left to him by his mother before she died, and he had a natural trust in Chuntao.

But in this life, Yan Su felt that the Chuntao in front of him was very different from the one in his memory. Even though the memory was not very clear, he was sure that Chuntao was not like that.

Chun Tao in her previous life was frail, timid, and good at disguising herself. He still had the impression that she had always been obedient and well-behaved in front of others, and was very much loved by her mother, which had been hidden from his eyes when he was a teenager.

She is definitely not like now, seemingly well-behaved but actually bold and full of flaws, and she would never do anything like covering her face with a scarf to save him.

Moreover, she has a lot of strange abilities. Although she is just an ordinary person, she was able to defeat two people with Jindan cultivation in a row and run two kilometers with him on her back.

They may even cast a spell.

Fu Sheng didn't know that in just a moment, her vest was about to fall off. She was still happily waiting for the male protagonist to praise her, but she saw Yan Su put away the spirit stone and turned around and left.

The smile on his face froze, and Fu Sheng followed. After thinking for a while, he decided to take credit: "Master, I have borrowed this spirit stone for a long time, and I am so embarrassed."

Yan Su seemed not to hear it. He walked forward without turning his head.

Fu Sheng continued to babble on for a long time, but when the male protagonist still ignored her, she became angry and kept silent with a sullen face.

Although she was prepared for the fact that the character she had transmigrated into was not likable, Fu Sheng still found it difficult to feel comfortable now that she was inside Chuntao's body and facing the cold shoulder of the male protagonist.

In just half a day, he was ignored and pinched. As a fan, Fu Sheng's filter for the male protagonist was half shattered, and the excitement and enthusiasm he had when he saw Yan Su was completely gone.