The woman nodded.
Jin Huan would never show mercy to such a person. She casually raised her hand and exerted a bit of force, crushing the golden core in her hand into powder.
She blew gently on her palm, and the powdered ashes of the golden core flew towards the woman lying on the ground.
Jin Huan watched lazily as the light in the woman's eyes gradually went out.
Killing someone might seem straightforward, but that wasn't satisfying enough.
Shen Jin Huan preferred to break one's spirit. The way to make a cultivator feel worse than death was to turn her back into an ordinary mortal.
The golden core of a cultivator was where power was stored. It could only be formed once in a lifetime. Once it was shattered, one would have to live as an ordinary person for the rest of their life.
"I hate you, I hate you, I'll kill you, kill you!" After despair, the woman's eyes were filled with scarlet hatred, looking rather terrifying.
However, Jin Huan smiled innocently.
"You said you wanted to sacrifice me with blood in this building and turn me into a ghost doll, didn't you?"
As soon as she said this, the woman shuddered and looked at her in horror!
"I, no, I didn't, I didn't say that. I, I, I don't want to die, don't want to die!"
This woman chose to attack Jin Huan here simply because the surveillance in this area was broken and there were few people around. She believed that she could quickly kill Jin Huan.
Jin Huan opened her bag, dipped her fingertip in some toner, muttered something under her breath, and in the next second, she drew a talisman to control the woman's mind.
She ordered the ghost cultivator to go back to her original position and then jump off the building to atone for the killings she had committed in her life.
Nowadays, the spiritual energy in the world had largely dissipated. Cultivators had to find alternative ways to cultivate, let alone ghost cultivators. This female ghost cultivator had killed no less than ten thousand infants. She deserved to die.
After snapping her fingers, everything returned to normal. The woman walked past this place without any abnormality.
Soon, the little boy came out with a cup of warm water for Jin Huan to drink.
"Thank you."
Jian Qizhao had just finished paying and came back to find her with the receipt. It wasn't appropriate to carry the little rocking horse around, so he asked the store owner to arrange for a worker to deliver it directly to their home.
"Let's go and check out other stores."
"Okay."
However, the store owner's son kept hugging Jin Huan's thigh.
"Sister, Qiuqiu wants to go with you!"
Jian Qizhao:... Brat, where are your hands?
The store owner:... Brat, who's your mother?
It took a lot of effort to coax the little one away in the end.
"Huan'er, let's not have children in the future."
"Okay."
...
"Should we buy the bed first or choose the sofa first?" Jian Qizhao asked her.
"The sofa."
"Why?"
"Because if you make me angry in the future, I won't allow you to sleep in the bed!" She raised her eyebrows triumphantly.
Jian Qizhao, however, spoke to her quite seriously, "I won't make you angry. Even if I do, I'll keep apologizing until you forgive me."
"Men are always good at saying sweet words to coax people."
"I'm not coaxing you. It's true."
The two of them, dressed as they were, appeared in the furniture city, and many shopping guides were quite excited. After all, they looked like big spenders.
Nowadays, in these high-end shopping malls, employees receive training after they start working. They know the luxury brands by heart. When you pass by the door, they can roughly tell just by looking at you whether you can afford the things in their store or not.
Of course, it's best if you can afford them. If not, it's just practice for them.
However, to be fair, customers who seem more likely to make a purchase will enjoy the service of having three or four staff members attending to them!
It could only be said that, in fact, society is relatively fair in this regard.
"Sir, madam, you can come in and take a look."
"Miss, come and have a look!"
"Sir, come in and have a look."
...
Was such enthusiasm okay?
"Let's go in and take a look?"
"Okay."
This store was in the Italian minimalist style. Indeed, it had to be said that in the largest furniture city in Hai City, there was a reason why things were expensive.
She saw that the price of the large sofa was over three hundred thousand yuan. Jin Huan had been out for a while and wasn't as vague about the concept of money as before. What was the concept of three hundred thousand yuan? It was the amount that a white-collar worker with a monthly income of twenty-five thousand yuan would have to save for a whole year without eating or drinking.
These were all designed by top designers. The simpler the style seemed, the more expensive it was.
She noticed that the wooden ones downstairs were cheaper than it. Only the mahogany ones could exceed this price.
However, Jian Qizhao had an indifferent look. The furniture he usually bought was basically at this price or even more expensive, so he didn't think much of it.
Jin Huan walked around and picked out a large sofa in a washed white with a grayish tint. Mainly because it was comfortable to lie on and it wasn't ugly either.
She was too lazy to move. Jian Qizhao then took her hand. "Let's look around some more. You can decide on everything you like for our home."
The shopping guide on the side looked on enviously and quickly chimed in, "Miss, you're so lucky. Your boyfriend lets you make all the decisions."
Jin Huan smiled. Who didn't like to hear nice words?
"Huan'er, let's buy this bed." Jian Qizhao put his arm around Jin Huan and led her to look at the two-meter-eight large bed.
"This bed is too ordinary. It's not nice."
Jian Qizhao wrapped his arm around her waist, lowered his head, his breath a bit hot, his voice hoarse as he whispered softly in her ear, "Huan'er, this one has a massage function. It... moves on its own."