Ye Lingyue finally remembered that she was still at Cold Mountain Inn, and she quickly pretended as if nothing had happened, tidying up the scattered papers in her hands.
"Master Zhou, your papers have fallen on the ground. I saw some strange patterns drawn on them, so I took a look."
Master Zhou glanced suspiciously at Ye Lingyue, thinking that as a maid, she couldn't possibly know what spiritual patterns are, so he didn't mind.
"A little girl without any eye power, these are all spiritual patterns. Any one of them, if engraved on a Spiritual Artifact, could increase its value by more than fifty percent. Here's Xiao Chun's wages."
Ye Lingyue accepted the money pouch and looked inside, finding two Intermediate Spirit Stones.
Just engraving spiritual patterns on the tip of the sword was worth two Intermediate Spirit Stones, which was equivalent to two months of her salary.
Ye Lingyue clicked her tongue inwardly, but outwardly displayed a look of admiration.
