Chapter 970: Beautiful Girl (17)

Xu Meihui never touched the money her daughter earned. Young girls all had things they wanted to buy, and as long as Tang Guo had earned the money through her own efforts, no matter how she spent it, Xu Meihui would never interfere.

There was only one rule.

She was not allowed to accept expensive gifts from boys, nor was she allowed to spend boys' money.

Although Tang Guo never really understood why, she had always followed those instructions.

Away from school, her life was actually very peaceful. They lived in an upscale residential complex where neighbors could go an entire year without running into each other. Some people lived there for years without even knowing who their neighbors were.

People in high-end communities lived at a much faster pace. Few had the spare time to find out who their neighbors were or gossip about other people's affairs. They didn't even want to. If they had that kind of time, they would rather use it to figure out how to make more money and improve their quality of life.

After washing up, Tang Guo lay on her bed and asked the system, “Is anyone in the group chat?”

Host, everyone's here.

Every time she entered a new world, Tang Guo would greet the group and tell them a little about what she had experienced there.

The people in the group had long since become accustomed to her strange encounters, though they still found her various lives endlessly fascinating.

Tang Guo greeted everyone, and sure enough, many people appeared. As always, the most enthusiastic were Ziyun, Chixiao, and Mo Yuntian.

She briefly explained what had happened in this world, and after reading it, everyone in the group expressed all kinds of emotions.

Chixiao: I know some people are awful, but I didn't think they could be this awful.

Ziyun: Then they deserve to be taught a lesson. Who told them to provoke our little sister?

Mo Yuntian: Exactly, exactly! Anyone who messes with little sister is asking for trouble.

The others in the group looked at the three hopeless sister-doters and could only shake their heads helplessly.

Whenever Tang Guo appeared, the group became lively. As usual, she shared delicious food with everyone.

Once everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, she sent another message.

“Big Brother Ziyun, I'd like to ask you for some Yellow Millet Dream.”

“No problem,” Ziyun replied without hesitation. “I've already upgraded Yellow Millet Dream. There are now versions called One Day, One Dream, One Dream, One Year, and Night After Night, One Dream. Little sister, which one do you want?”

Tang Guo's eyes lit up when she heard there were upgraded versions. When she heard Night After Night, One Dream, she immediately asked, “What's that one?”

“That's currently the highest-grade version,” Ziyun explained. “The victim will have the same dream every night. Unless the person who administered the medicine is willing to remove it, they'll be troubled by it for the rest of their lives.”

Tang Guo continued, “I like Night After Night, One Dream. Big Brother Ziyun, I need a lot of it this time. The scope is rather large.”

She narrowed her eyes.

Didn't they love spreading rumors?

Then she wanted to give them all a taste of Night After Night, One Dream, so that nightmares would haunt them every evening.

Of course, it still wasn't time yet.

Ziyun immediately understood what Tang Guo meant and said decisively, “How about I refine it into a liquid and place a restriction on it? Anyone who dares spread rumors and gets caught in that rain will experience Night After Night, One Dream.”

Ziyun's greatest hobby was studying all kinds of strange pills and unconventional techniques. A single simple pill would become countless variations in his hands.

Nowadays, he was flourishing in the Immortal Realm.

At first, many people had thought he was merely skilled in alchemy and not particularly strong, so they had tried to force him into refining pills for them.

Despite placing several alchemists around him to keep watch, they had all fallen victim to his tricks in the end.

From that day onward, no one dared provoke Ziyun again.