Chapter 82: Sis

"This is for you to drink." Qiao Sang said softly, patting Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost's head.Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost hesitated for a moment but still offered the milk again.

"Seeek~"

"If you give it to me, how will you grow?" Qiao Sang laughed.

Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost froze, staring at her blankly, not showing the same cleverness it had a couple of days ago.

"It's not impossible to buy it now, but only if you promise to behave, drink your milk on time, and tell me what you like instead of sneaking it into your ring. I’ll find a way to get it for you." Qiao Sang took the opportunity to set some conditions.

After all, she was going to buy it eventually, it was just a matter of time.

Might as well go along with Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost’s request and make some demands of her own.

Changing the habits of a species was hard. Rather than letting Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost secretly stash things, it was better to involve herself, teaching it that the things it liked could be obtained openly, not just in secret.

Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost stared at Qiao Sang blankly for a while, then suddenly threw itself into her arms, crying.

"Seekkk!"

"Seeeek!"

"Why are you crying?" Qiao Sang was stunned.

Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost just kept crying.

He didn’t know why either, but he suddenly wanted to cry.

Yabao, who was drinking milk while watching TV, jumped at the sound of Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost’s sobs.

He looked at Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost, then at the milk he was drinking, and after remembering how his master said they were all family, he hesitated, but finally walked over and offered the half-drunk milk.

"Yap."

"Yap yap."

Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost turned to look at Yabao’s gesture, and his sobs gradually quieted.

"Seeek."

"Yap."

"Seeek."

"Yap yap."

The two pet beasts conversed harmoniously.

Qiao Sang watched this scene with satisfaction.

In the past, there was no way Yabao would have willingly shared something it was already eating.

Once Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost calmed down, Qiao Sang let it choose an item similar to Yabao’s.

The design was the same, but the energy was different.

Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost had two attributes.

After thinking it over, Qiao Sang decided on an item that would speed up the accumulation of psychic energy: a Psychic Orb.

With the cheat-like ability to level up, whether it was ghost-type energy or psychic energy, the result would be the same.

The real difference was in which skill’s release time could be shortened.

Everyone knew Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost was a ghost-type beast. If it suddenly unleashed a psychic-type move when everyone was expecting a ghost-type attack, it would definitely catch them off guard.

The key to being unexpected was speed, precision, and decisiveness.

Analyzing it this way, buying the Psychic Orb made more sense.

After purchasing it, Qiao Sang quickly shut off her phone, afraid that if she didn’t, she’d keep shopping.

Rare-attribute pet beasts were expensive.

Likewise, rare-attribute items were also expensive.

Fortunately, it was from the same online store, and the chat history was still there.

The customer service rep, seeing that Qiao Sang had bought two items in one day, gave her a friendly price of 139,999 Alliance Coins.

After one online shopping spree, half of her savings were gone. Even Qiao Sang felt a pang of anxiety.

Money was just too easy to spend...

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6 PM, dinner table.

Qiao Sang’s third aunt, a lover of small talk, glanced at Ye Ranran, who was quietly eating, and asked curiously, "How did the blind date go today? Was the guy in a government office or a public institution?"

Ye Ranran shot a pleading look at Qiao Sang.

Qiao Sang, gnawing on a chicken leg, pretended not to see.

She wanted to hear the gossip too...

Ye Ranran glanced at Ye Jingwen, who was reading a book in one hand and eating with the other.

"He works in a public institution. He's a teacher." Ye Ranran replied honestly.

"Teachers are good. Which school and what subject does he teach?" Third Aunt asked.

Qiao Sang picked up on something from this.

In today’s society, the first priority when choosing a spouse was whether they were a Beastmaster, followed by their profession.

Third Aunt was trying to subtly figure out if the man was a Beastmaster.

Ye Ranran sipped some soup and said, "What he teaches isn’t important. We're not compatible."

Third Aunt frowned.

"How are you not compatible? You've only met once and haven't even gotten to know each other. If your mom finds out, she’s going to worry again."

Ye Ranran was the eldest daughter of Qiao Sang’s second uncle.

Although Third Aunt was an ordinary person, she had a good personality and knew how to handle family relationships. She got along well with her in-laws.

"He has a Snowbrow Rabbit, and my Wind Eagle is its natural enemy. We’re not compatible." Ye Ranran explained.

Third Aunt immediately fell silent.

In today’s world, when two Beastmasters date, how well their pet beasts get along is crucial.

It's one thing for them to just date, but if they were to marry, it would be a big problem if their pets fought every time they saw each other.

After all, Beastmasters are always going to side with their own pets.

Nowadays, girls no longer ask their boyfriends, Do you love me more or your mom? Instead, they ask, Do you love me more or your pet beast?

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After dinner, Qiao Sang headed to Liu Gan Creek.

Yabao had fully recovered his energy.

Quickly, after splitting himself into ten clones and releasing 80 bursts of flames, he was once again exhausted.

Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost handed over the prepared milk.

This time, Yabao hesitated a bit but finally accepted it.

Qiao Sang jotted down notes.

Although Fire Fang and Ember were both at the proficient level, there was a significant difference in energy consumption between mid-tier and low-tier skills.

Just as Qiao Sang finished recording her notes and was about to head back, she heard a ghostly voice behind her, "Siiis..."

Startled, Qiao Sang almost jumped out of her skin.

Turning around, she saw a figure in a flowing white dress with long hair hanging down—classic ghostly vibes.

Fortunately, it was still summer, and the sky was barely dim. Although the girl wore a white dress and had long hair, she was also wearing black-rimmed glasses.

Instead of looking like a terrifying ghost, she just looked like a bookworm. Seaʀᴄh the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Sis, you scared me half to death." Qiao Sang patted her chest.

"How can you be scared when you’ve contracted a fire-type and a ghost-type pet?" Ye Jingwen asked.

Qiao Sang: ...

Dealing with a milk-guzzling Yabao and Little Treasure-Seeking Ghost every day doesn’t exactly build courage.

"What are you doing here?" Qiao Sang countered.

"I came looking for you." Ye Jingwen paused.

"Sis, I need a favor."

"Call me by my name." Qiao Sang said.

She had been spooked earlier, but now that she’d recovered, there was no way she could call her "Sis."

They were close in age and usually called each other by name. Besides, Qiao Sang’s mental age was way older than Ye Jingwen’s.

"Sang, I need a favor." Ye Jingwen corrected herself.

"What’s up?" Qiao Sang asked.

She was genuinely curious. If it was something important, why hadn’t she mentioned it at home and instead come all the way out here?

Qiao Sang had a thought and suddenly grew cautious.

She wasn’t about to ask her for money, was she?!