Chapter 45: 45 Dog Victory Credit Blade

45 Dog Victory Credit Blade

This time, knocking on the Shang Family's door, it was still Shang Guojun and Liu Xiujuan who opened the door.

But the difference was that this time, neither of them carried sorrow anymore.

Tushan Jiu knew that they had successfully made it ashore from the sea of suffering.

Looking inside, Shang Yu and Shang Xue, the two sisters, were also walking toward the doorway holding hands.

Shang Guojun invited Tushan Jiu to come in and sit, but Tushan Jiu refused, citing lack of time.

Liu Xiujuan wanted Tushan Jiu's contact information, but Tushan Jiu also refused, because the person she was dealing with was Shang Yu, so she would not accept anything from them.

Shang Yu let go of Shang Xue's hand, turned and kissed both Shang Guojun and Liu Xiujuan on the cheek, then smiled and bade them farewell.

"Dad, Mom, little sister, I love you both so much. Take care of yourselves, and if you miss me, just look up at the sky—I'll become a star watching over you." Shang Yu mischievously blinked her eyes.

Shang Guojun, Liu Xiujuan, and Shang Xue all nodded in unison.

Shang Yu felt relieved and added, "Dad, Mom, open the curtains in that room, and take down my spirit tablet—if you want to see me, go to the cemetery; who keeps such things at home? It's very inauspicious."

Liu Xiujuan replied, "Mm, I understand. When the time comes, I'll turn your sister's room into a study so she can get used to it."

Shang Yu smiled satisfied, turned to Tushan Jiu and said, "Sister, sorry for keeping you waiting—let's go."

Tushan Jiu pulled out a Soul Nurturing Talisman, collected Shang Yu into it, and slipped it into her pocket, saying, "Live well, goodbye."

The three members of the Shang Family watched calmly, accepted it gladly, bowed to Tushan Jiu, and said, "Thank you for saving our family."

"Mm." Tushan Jiu turned and left the Shang Family's residence.

Leaving the residential complex, she headed straight for the Nan Cheng Office.

The old man at the gate saw her come again, still wearing that look of watching other people's children.

He chuckled as he registered Tushan Jiu for entry: "I've been guarding this office's gate for half a lifetime, and I've never seen an uncertified Mystic Master as diligent as the ones who work here—you're far stronger than your grandfather."

"Thank you for the praise, sir," Tushan Jiu said, grinning.

After scanning her face, Tushan Jiu went inside.

The old man at the gate shook his fan, watching Tushan Jiu's retreating back with a firmer gaze.

Just as Tushan Jiu entered, the reception staff's eyes lit up.

Now her fame had spread throughout the entire Nan Cheng Office.

She could catch Ferocious Ghosts, Evil Poison Masters, and Skinning Ghosts at will—her power was simply heaven-defying.

Most importantly, she is a Credit Blade Person.

With such a strong ghost‑catching ability, is that reasonable?

Although she hasn't yet reached the age to take the exam, the various department heads of the Nan Cheng Office have already started vying for her.

Moreover, many people now regard Tushan Jiu as their new idol.

Liu Li is one of the biggest fan leaders among them.

But Tushan Jiu doesn't know any of this.

She only knows that today's staff members were overly enthusiastic upon seeing her.

Not only did they not make her wait in line, they directly arranged a VIP waiting room for her, where she drank Ghost Power Beverage and soon someone would bring her a Ghost Power Lollipop.

Tushan Jiu was dumbfounded.

The remaining ghost power of Shang Yu could be described as minuscule—perhaps enough to make only a small candy ball; just moments ago, when she passed by the front, she saw that several of the people waiting in line were ghosts with over five years of existence.

Why does she receive such treatment? Could they have made a mistake?

Just as Tushan Jiu was doubtful, Lin Xiu'er, who was about to go out, passed by and gave her the answer.

"Huh? Our big star? You're here again." Lin Xiu'er, chewing bubblegum, darted into the VIP waiting room.

"Big star?"

"Exactly—you don't realize that over half of the office are now your fan sisters and brothers!"

Tushan Jiu became even more dumbfounded, "Why?"

"What else could it be? Of course it's because they admire you—you've only been in Nan Cheng a little over a week, dealing with Ferocious Ghosts, Evil Poison Masters, and Skinning Ghosts; honestly, I admire you greatly and want to be your fan too."

Tushan Jiu's mouth twitched: "What nonsense is this? This 'accident‑prone constitution' isn't a good thing at all."

Lin Xiu'er shrugged: "Why isn't it good? For an ordinary person it wouldn't be, but here it's all 'performance'—lots and lots of lollipops!"

After thinking, she added, "Actually, the main reason they admire you is because you're a Credit Blade Person."

Tushan Jiu looked at her, after a moment realized it, and then her eyelid twitched.

Fine, now I know—it's also because the Tushan Family is famously known in the mystic arts world as a 'weakling' and 'fragile'.

People's prejudices really are like a great mountain.

But she happens to be that 'Foolish Old Man'.

Tushan Jiu glanced at Lin Xiu'er and reminded, "You need to watch out for vehicles coming from the southwest while you're out on field duty today."

Lin Xiu'er blinked, instantly understanding that Tushan Jiu was warning her of possible danger.

But why should she watch for vehicles from the southwest?

With that question, Lin Xiu'er nodded, "Okay, I'll pay attention, thanks, Xiao Jiu."

Tushan Jiu blinked: "You're welcome."

Just as Lin Xiu'er left, the person delivering the lollipops arrived.

Tushan Jiu took the lollipop and left the office.

But as she had just reached the back‑door passage, she saw the old man who should have been guarding the front gate standing there waiting for her.

Tushan Jiu didn't find it strange; he would eventually look for her.

As for credit blades, once you know how convenient they are, you can become addicted to them.

But the Tushan Family, to prevent people's hearts from turning greedy, has had a rule since ancient times: each person who comes for a credit blade may only have three blades forged for them in their lifetime.

And this old man only has this last chance left.

As for where his first two chances went, it's obvious—they were spent on Tushan Jiu's grandfather, whom he calls an old man.

However, Tushan Jiu still needs to say what she should say: "Old Man Dog, this is the last knife you can get on credit."

Dog Sheng: "......"

This little girl is quite vengeful; I didn't expect to find it for him here.

"I know, it's the last time—I can only help him this last time. Don't think we're demons means we live long; our lifespan isn't much different from humans'. In a year it'll be my limit, and after that I won't be able to wipe his butt for him anymore."

Tushan Jiu raised her eyebrows; anyone who had such a troublesome child would be worried enough.

That's right, this Old Man Dog—his three chances were all used on his son Dog Dan.

Tushan Jiu pulled out a nail clipper and handed it over: "Alright, the deal is preliminarily reached."

Dog Sheng took the nail clipper and put it in his pocket, then curiously asked: "Girl, how do you plan to get Dog Dan back on the right path?"

Tushan Jiu just smiled: "Old Man Dog, I naturally have my own means; you just need to wait for me to come collect payment from you."