151: Chapter 151 Wow, that's awesome! Brother Jie

You found another veil and put it on, covering most of your face and leaving only a pair of clear, peach-blossom eyes exposed.

Half an hour later, you followed Zhou Qingyu to the back alley of the Xuanmo Workshop.

Waiting there was a young male cultivator in a cyan long robe with delicate features. This person was named Li Cheng, the very youngster Zhou Qingyu had mentioned who worked as an apprentice at the Xuanmo Workshop.

Li Cheng looked you up and down a few times. Although you were wearing a veil, that slender figure and the pair of eyes exposed outside still made his eyes light up.

"Old Zhou, is this the Fellow Daoist Lin you mentioned?" Li Cheng's attitude was quite polite.

Zhou Qingyu nodded with a smile: "Exactly. Little Brother Li, I will have to trouble you to put in some extra effort for this matter."

You stepped forward and inconspicuously stuffed three Low-Grade Spirit Stones into Li Cheng's hand, your voice soft: "A small token of my appreciation, just consider it an invitation for Fellow Daoist Li to have some tea."

Li Cheng touched the cold Spirit Stones in his hand, his expression hesitant. He looked at you, then at the Spirit Stones, and ultimately could not resist the temptation. He tucked the Spirit Stones into his sleeve and coughed, saying: "Fellow Daoist Lin is too polite. However, I must speak plainly first: I am only responsible for taking you to see the Shopkeeper. As for whether you can stay, it will depend on the Shopkeeper's wishes."

"I understand. Thank you for your trouble."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Zhou Qingyu bid farewell and left.

Li Cheng led you through the back door into the Xuanmo Workshop, winding through turns until you arrived in front of a side room.

Pushing open the door, a thick scent of cinnabar mixed with Talisman paper rushed towards you. Behind the counter, a pot-bellied middle-aged male cultivator with a handlebar mustache was fiddling with an abacus.

"Shopkeeper Qian." Li Cheng bowed respectfully, "This is the Loose Cultivator I mentioned to you who wants to come and work as a shop assistant."

Shopkeeper Qian didn't even lift his head, his abacus clicking loudly: "Third stage of Aperture Opening? Your cultivation is a bit low. Do you understand the basics of the Talisman Dao?"

"I understand a little." You answered truthfully.

Shopkeeper Qian's movements paused, and he finally raised his head, frowning impatiently: "Why come to the Xuanmo Workshop if you don't understand the Talisman Dao? We sell delicate items here. If you can't even tell the difference between a Fireball Talisman and a Water Shield Talisman, how will you attract customers?"

As he spoke, his gaze landed on your face, and his brows furrowed even deeper: "Also, business is about harmony and wealth. What is the meaning of wearing a veil and hiding yourself away? Are you too ugly to be seen? Take it off."

Li Cheng, standing to the side, was secretly anxious and was just about to speak up to intercede for you.

However, you very calmly raised your hand, your fingertips undoing the tie behind your ears.

The veil slipped off like rippling water.

The air in the side room seemed to solidify at that moment.

The reprimand that had reached the tip of Shopkeeper Qian's tongue was abruptly stuck in his throat, turning into a comical "Uh."

Li Cheng, standing to the side, was even more struck by lightning. He stared at you blankly, his breathing unconsciously lightening, fearing that he might disturb the Fairy who had walked out of a painting before him.

Beautiful.

Too beautiful.

It was a Peerless Elegance that required no makeup yet could make the entire room shine. There was a hint of allure amidst the coldness, and in the movement of your eyes, there was a fatal attraction.

A strong sense of regret suddenly surged in Li Cheng's heart.

Damn! If he had known that there was such a Peerless face beneath the veil, he wouldn't have accepted those three Spirit Stones even if it killed him!

"Shopkeeper, can I stay now?" You looked at the dumbstruck Shopkeeper Qian and asked calmly.

"Yes! Absolutely!" Shopkeeper Qian suddenly snapped back to reality, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and the impatience on his face instantly turned into a smile as bright as a spring breeze.

He rubbed his hands together, his tone so gentle it could drip water: "Fairy Lin, right? It doesn't matter if you don't understand the Talisman Dao! Our Xuanmo Workshop values service attitude the most. You can learn the knowledge of the Talisman Dao slowly. Li Cheng, in the future, you must teach Fairy Lin more."

Shopkeeper Qian waved his hand, making the final decision: "Come to work tomorrow morning. I will arrange a good spot for you, right near the main entrance!"

The next morning, just as the morning bell of Qingyue Market rang, you stepped through the gate of the Xuanmo Workshop right on time.

Shopkeeper Qian indeed did not break his word and arranged the counter with the best lighting, directly facing the main entrance, for you.

You wore a plain cyan long dress, your long hair simply tied up with a wooden hairpin. You didn't wear any extra jewelry, yet you still became the most eye-catching existence in the entire shop.

The power of "Peerless Elegance" was displayed vividly at this moment.

Just past the Chen hour, the first wave of customers arrived at the shop.

A Loose Cultivator at the Middle Stage of Qi Refining, with a face full of flesh and carrying a large ring-handled saber, strode into the door. He had originally been heading straight for the counter next to yours, but the moment the corner of his eye swept over you, his footsteps took a sharp turn, and he stopped straight in front of your counter.

"Th-this... Fairy." The rough voice of the fleshy cultivator was now forced to be a bit gentle, "Do you... do you have Fireball Talismans here?"

You smiled slightly, like a spring breeze brushing across the face: "Yes, Fellow Daoist. First-Grade Medium Grade Fireball Talismans, with power comparable to a full-strength strike from a fifth-stage Qi Refining cultivator. They are two Low-Grade Spirit Stones each. How many would you like?"

"G-give me five!" The fleshy Loose Cultivator was dizzy with infatuation from your smile. He took out the Spirit Stones and slapped them on the counter without hesitation, not even haggling over the price.

For the next two hours, an extremely bizarre scene played out in the Xuanmo Workshop.

Whether it was a bandit cultivator reeking of Evil Qi, a calculating Family disciple, or even several female cultivators traveling together, everyone who entered the door would be involuntarily attracted to you and then willingly buy some Talismans from you.

You smiled, briskly collecting Spirit Stones and handing over Talismans, your little mental abacus clicking away rapidly.

Spirit Stones, Spirit Stones, all are my Spirit Stones!

In just half a day, the goods you sold alone were equal to the sum of the other three shop assistants combined.

Those three shop assistants, who had originally been slacking off, were now looking at the small mountain of Spirit Stones in front of you, their eyes almost turning red with blood.

Just then, the curtain of the inner hall of the Xuanmo Workshop was lifted, and two young men wearing uniform cyan robes walked out, chatting and laughing.

These two were Talisman-making apprentices of the Xuanmo Workshop. To work as an apprentice here, one had to first pay a tuition fee of five hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones before the Talisman masters would teach you some of the most basic Talisman rune sketching. Those who could afford this amount could be considered to have some small wealth among the Loose Cultivators.

The shorter one walking on the left, as soon as he came out, habitually looked around the main hall.

When his gaze swept over your profile, Chen Fei's voice stopped abruptly. He froze on the spot, his mouth slightly open and his eyes wide.

The slim and fairly handsome young man walking on the right was in the middle of talking enthusiastically. Seeing Chen Fei suddenly stop like a wooden stake, he followed Chen Fei's gaze and looked over.

The moment he saw your appearance clearly, Wang Jie's pupils contracted sharply, and his breathing stalled for a moment.

But after only two seconds, he recovered his calm and indifferent appearance.

"Slap!"

Wang Jie raised his hand and slapped Chen Fei on the back of the head without ceremony.

"What are you looking at? Did you lose your soul?" Wang Jie straightened his face, putting on the air of a Senior Brother, and taught him with a pained expression, "Chen Fei, oh Chen Fei, how do I usually teach you? We cultivators should be pure of heart and few of desires, pursuing the Dao! How can you be addicted to such superficial appearances?"

"A hundred years later, it will be nothing more than a pink skeleton! With this kind of focus, how can you achieve anything in the Talisman Dao?"

Chen Fei was slapped back to his senses and lowered his head in shame: "Brother Jie's lesson is correct. It is my Dao Heart that is not firm. Brother Jie, you see things clearly, and your Realm is profound."

Wang Jie nodded with satisfaction, his hands behind his back, looking like an enlightened expert.

Immediately, he turned his head, and his gaze landed on you again.

You happened to be sending off a customer. Hearing the commotion, you lifted your eyes to glance at Wang Jie and smiled politely.

Wang Jie's heart skipped a beat, but he pretended to be calm, nodded slightly at you, and then walked out of the shop with a steady gait, leading Chen Fei.

Soon, the day passed in your frantic accumulation of wealth.

Near evening, the customers in the shop gradually decreased.

You checked today's accounts. Good heavens, on your first day of work, you had actually sold a total of seventy Spirit Stones worth of Talismans and Materials! According to the one percent commission, your income for the day was 0.7 Spirit Stones.

If you could maintain this momentum every day, you could earn over twenty Spirit Stones in a month. Among the low-level Loose Cultivators in Qingyue Market, this definitely counted as a solid, high-paying job.

You happily packed up your things, preparing to get off work and go home.

Just then, Wang Jie came out from the inner hall.

He seemed to have specifically groomed himself. His hair, which had been casually draped, was now meticulously tied up, and his cyan robe didn't have a single wrinkle. Seeing that you were preparing to leave, his eyes lit up, and he immediately quickened his pace and walked over.

Walking to your counter, Wang Jie did not ask about Talismans like other customers. Instead, he placed one hand casually on the counter, leaned forward slightly, and struck a pose he thought was very handsome.

You looked up at him, a trace of vigilance rising in your heart.

Wang Jie smoothed a strand of hair on his forehead, looked at you affectionately, and curled the corner of his mouth into an evil smile he thought was charming: "This Fairy, I have felt refreshed all day, and my Qi circulation has been incredibly smooth. Do you know why?"