62: So many varieties!

In the shadows, several Disciples were lurking.

Their gazes were locked tightly, watching a mountain Peak covered in haze ahead.

Suddenly, they saw three figures flying out on swords from the opposite Peak, so they immediately followed.

They did not dare to fly too close and could only follow far behind.

When they flew to a fork in the road, the surrounding air suddenly became eerie.

Specks of fluorescent light rose from all directions like shooting stars, wrapping around them.

A sense of weightlessness surged in like a tide, before they could even do anything.

Immediately, their consciousness gradually blurred within this strange power.

It was not until the next day that a female Outer Sect Disciple, who had not yet fully mastered the method of Inedia, rushed to the latrine and discovered them there.

...

Because Wang Wantang's cultivation was still shallow, the flight speed of the three was not fast.

"Pfft."

Qin Dong felt the Formation being triggered and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Meanwhile, Wang Wantang, who was beside him, was full of confusion. Her clear eyes were filled with doubt as she turned her head to cast an inquiring gaze at Qin Zixuan.

To this, Qin Zixuan was already long accustomed, and she explained softly.

"Sister Wantang, don't pay attention to him; he is sometimes just inexplicably like this."

"There are some things that haven't been told to you in time; we will talk about them in detail after we arrive at Tianjian City."

The sun set behind the western mountains, and the remaining sunlight was like blood.

In the sky, crimson sunset clouds hung high in the firmament.

On the ground, crowds were surging; busy Cultivators, commoners, and merchant caravans shuttled through, forming a vivid picture.

After an hour of travel, the three finally arrived outside Tianjian City.

Wang Wantang, looking at the towering Tianjian City, could not help but show an expression of shock.

At this moment, her expression was almost identical to that of Qin Dong and Qin Zixuan when they first witnessed Tianjian City, both full of amazement and longing.

As a major city near the Cloud Heaven Sect, one of the Nine Sects, its scale far exceeded the common knowledge of ordinary people.

The city was crisscrossed with streets, and the number of commoners and Cultivators was countless; the prosperity of this city far exceeded the vision and knowledge that ordinary people could imagine.

The statues towering into the clouds and the exquisite buildings in the city complemented each other, radiating an unworldly aura everywhere.

This made every Cultivator and Disciple from other Sects who stepped into this place involuntarily feel awe and walk respectfully.

"Sister Wantang, this is for you."

Qin Zixuan handed her a set of exquisite clothes to replace the Disciple robes she was wearing.

Although Tianjian City did not restrict attire, since they were here to have fun, they naturally had to be as low-key as possible to avoid attracting too much attention.

After all, Cloud Heaven Sect Disciples were the focus of everyone's attention wherever they went.

"Thank you, Sister Zixuan."

"You! Turn around, you are not allowed to peek."

Wang Wantang changed her clothes very deftly. When Qin Dong looked over again, he saw her wearing a dress with white and orange colors, the skirt hem light as a cloud, and wearing a golden headpiece.

Her face was fair and youthful, and her figure was slender and slim.

At this moment, Qin Zixuan was also ready, and the clothes on her were exactly the same as Wang Wantang's.

The two women stood side by side like twin flowers, setting each other off to be exceptionally beautiful and moving, which would certainly make many passing men stop and stare without blinking.

"Not bad."

As the saying goes: Men are mud, smelly; daughters are water, fragrant.

Looking at the two moving girls in front of him, how could Qin Dong not feel refreshed and happy?

But Qin Dong could still tell at a glance who was the elder sister and who was the younger sister.

Subsequently, Qin Dong also changed into a gorgeous brocade robe, wearing a high jade crown, dressed like a handsome Young Master.

Coupled with this appearance, if others took a look, they would definitely mistake him for a noble descendant from some power, out traveling.

The three were ready and walked into the city.

The first stop was naturally Tianxing Market, which was the most famous market for Cultivators in Tianjian City.

Not only could they stroll through it leisurely, but it also allowed Qin Dong to sell the Medicinal Pills in his hands; wouldn't that be wonderful?

Walking on the bustling street, amidst the crowded people, the passing men and women turned their heads one after another, stopping to admire.

"This Young Master is so handsome, where are you from?"

A young female Cultivator stared unblinkingly; if it weren't for the two women following beside him, she probably would have already gone up to strike up a conversation.

"He looks like someone with a background; one must not easily provoke him."

Another older woman shook her head.

"After all, he is such a handsome and extraordinary man; if one could marry him, that would be truly wonderful..."

Hearing the discussion of those girls, Qin Dong just smiled faintly, did not pay attention, and continued to move forward.

Not long after, the three stepped into the bustling Tianxing Market.

Even though it was his second time entering this market full of wonderful colors, Qin Dong still couldn't help but feel shocked by its magnificent scale.

High buildings stood all around, with decorations that were magnificent and luxurious.

Between the buildings, vendors were bustling, and all kinds of stalls were densely packed like stars.

The crowd surged like a tide, and the sounds of shouting and laughter intertwined, echoing in every corner.

"It is really lively here."

Looking at the bustling crowd and noisy sounds around her, Wang Wantang couldn't help but mutter a sentence.

Although she was already prepared in her heart, when she witnessed the prosperity of this market with her own eyes, she still couldn't help but feel surging emotions.

Inside the market, there were also parts of gardens similar to parks, with many statues standing there.

The statues depicted the heroic bearing of some Cultivators, but their faces had long been blurred by the erosion of time.

Some Cultivators sat quietly here, closing their eyes gently, breathing and Cultivating.

The three walked on the street.

On the stalls on both sides, the dazzling array of goods was overwhelming.

Especially those Medicinal Pills for beauty and skincare; their lethality to female Cultivators was really too great.

Qin Zixuan and Wang Wantang, the two women, became happy immediately upon seeing these things.

"Lecher, you wouldn't want Sister Wantang and me to just watch, right?"

Qin Dong raised an eyebrow; why did this little girl's way of speaking sound so strange?

But he still handed a spatial ring to her, which contained his remaining two thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

For his own people, he had never been stingy.

"When did you become so generous?"

"Here, Sister Wantang, this portion is yours; take the ring."

Qin Zixuan moved half of the Spirit Stones into her own spatial ring, and then handed the spatial ring to Wang Wantang.

Wang Wantang nodded gently, but she was severely shocked when she checked the spatial ring.

She saw a sea of blue Spirit Stones inside the spatial ring; it was her first time seeing so many Spirit Stones.

The monthly stipend for the Cloud Heaven Sect Outer Sect was only ten Low-Grade Spirit Stones; even within her Family, she had never seen so many.

Could it be that he was engaged in some extortion or robbery...

You know, this was a full one thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

"Sister Zixuan, this... I cannot accept it."

Wang Wantang subconsciously refused in a hurry. While handing the spatial ring back, she couldn't help but glance at Qin Dong out of the corner of her eye with worry.

She was afraid that he would mistake her for that kind of woman.

Before Qin Zixuan came into contact with her, Wang Wantang's impression of Qin Dong was, at best, just a wealthy Inner Sect Disciple.

She had silently calculated that if she worked harder to Cultivate, perhaps in five years she would be able to step into that yearned-for Inner Sect and become an Inner Sect Disciple.

But she never thought that Qin Dong and Qin Zixuan were actually the high and mighty Core Disciples in the Sect.

When she first heard these four words, her heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Her first reaction was not joy, but bitterness.

She felt that she was an dispensable existence in front of such people.

However, the development of events was unexpected to her; in a daze, their relationship was established, and the three of them stepped onto the streets of Tianjian City together.

She did not want to leave any bad impression in their hearts.

"Take what the Lecher gave you!"

Qin Zixuan also knew Wang Wantang's thoughts at this time, and smiled at Wang Wantang:

"Make good use of these Spirit Stones to increase your cultivation."

Before she finished speaking, Qin Zixuan added: "The Lecher doesn't say anything on the surface, but he actually cares about you very much."

Listening to Qin Zixuan's words, Wang Wantang's face couldn't help but turn slightly red.

Qin Zixuan leaned over and said mysteriously to her: "Sister Wantang, lean your ear over."

"I have some things to tell you."

"Mm, mm, mm."

Wang Wantang approached very obediently, but after listening to Qin Zixuan's whisper, her face instantly turned crimson, and she muttered in a low voice.

"So many tricks."

Seeing Wang Wantang's shy appearance, Qin Zixuan couldn't help but laugh softly.

"What on earth did you two say?"

"Don't tarnish my innocence."

Although he didn't know what they were talking about, intuition told him that these were definitely not positive topics.

"Bleh, bleh, bleh."

"Go play by yourself; I want to go shopping with Sister Wantang."

Qin Zixuan was so intelligent that she saw at a glance that Qin Dong clearly had something to do.

So she made a face at him and then took Wang Wantang and walked forward.

Qin Dong was very moved; with such an obedient and sensible virtuous helper, what more could he ask for?

Without the two women following him, he could finally go and attend to his business.

Qin Dong then decisively slipped into a small alley.

When he came out again, he had already turned into a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, sporting two iconic eyebrows, and he had also changed his attire.

Flicking his robe, Qin Dong walked in another direction.

Inside Tianxing Market, there were numerous shops and store signs.

The largest businesses could expand their industries to the entire Donglin Prefecture, and even outside of Donglin Prefecture, they were involved.

As the largest city near the location of the Cloud Heaven Sect, one of the Nine Sects of Donglin Prefecture, Tianjian City was naturally a place valued by major chambers of commerce.

Walking along the way, the various shop buildings were more magnificent and imposing than the last.

However, Qin Dong did not choose those large shops, but chose a place of medium scale.

Shendan Hall, this was a medium-sized shop.

Although it was called medium, it was actually not bad; the exterior decoration and layout were very luxurious, high-end, and classy.

On both sides of the door, two Foundation Establishment Early Stage Cultivators stood on the left and right, but they suppressed their surface cultivation to the Peak of the Qi Refining Realm.

Qin Dong stopped at the entrance of the shop and looked up at the shop sign.

He saw the two characters "Divine Pill" shining with blue light, written in a dragon-flying and phoenix-dancing style.

Looking closely, the two characters "Divine Pill" were actually composed of Medium-Grade Spirit Stones; just this one sign alone required hundreds of Medium-Grade Spirit Stones for decoration.

"It really is a big business with huge assets."

Qin Dong thought to himself: "Those who practice Alchemy are all so rich; no wonder so many fellows have Alchemy as a side job."

If there is a chance in the future, I must fiercely rob those guys who practice Alchemy every day.

He stepped into Shendan Hall, and a rich medicinal fragrance rushed into his nose, which made his spirit feel refreshed.

Qin Dong curiously went to find the source of this medicinal fragrance, and soon he discovered the source.

That was a display cabinet, and a Spirit Medicine was stored in the display cabinet.

This Spirit Medicine was emerald green like jade throughout, with slender branches, fan-shaped leaves, and a berry the size of a fingernail hanging on one of the branches.

Qin Dong himself was already a Golden Core Level Alchemist; although he lacked practice, he knew the knowledge regarding Spirit Medicine by heart.

Just by looking at it, he recognized this Spirit Medicine.

Tsk, it's just a Profound Rank Peak Grade Spirit Medicine, Golden Lantern Fruit; it's not worth much money.

Qin Dong glanced at it and then paid no more attention.

Immediately, he continued to walk inside.

After walking deeper into Shendan Hall, the space suddenly opened up much more.

In front of the numerous Medicinal Pill and Spirit Medicine display cabinets, there were quite a few Cultivators stopping.

A rough count showed there were as many as thirty people, which could be considered quite good business.

"May I ask, what help does this customer need?"

Just as Qin Dong was examining the environment, a young Attendant from Shendan Hall walked over; he was about thirty-five years old and was wearing the uniform of Shendan Hall.

He looked at him with a full face of smiles and assumed a respectful posture.

Qin Dong looked at the other person and found that although there was a lingering smell of medicinal residue on him, he only had the cultivation of the eighth level of the Qi Refining Realm.

He speculated that the other person should be a small Alchemist of the Qi Refining level.

"Do you accept Medicinal Pills here?"

"Medicinal Pills? Naturally, we buy them."

"How many Medicinal Pills does the customer have for sale?"

"A large amount."

"Huh? Is what the customer said true?"

When this Attendant heard that Qin Dong wanted to sell a large amount of Medicinal Pills, his attitude suddenly became a bit subtle.

Because their source of goods mainly relied on cooperation with Alchemists, even if someone occasionally came to sell, it was only a sporadic number.

Could it be that this person is an Alchemist?

He examined the strange-looking customer in front of him; no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like an Alchemist.

He had been dealing with Medicinal Pills for more than ten years, and he could tell the type just by smelling it with his nose.

Anyone who had practiced Alchemy would have that kind of Spirit Medicine smell on them, but the other person didn't have a trace of Spirit Medicine smell on him.

Therefore, he first ruled out the possibility that the other person was an Alchemist.

Looking at his age again, he was a classic greenhorn.

At this point, the Attendant had already determined that the other person had just luckily obtained some Medicinal Pills.

As for the "large amount," it was either to bluff him, or it was just some Mortal Rank or Yellow Rank pills of uneven quality.

"Customer, please take them out, I will count them for you."

"Count them here?"

"That's right."

Clatter, clatter, clatter...

Qin Dong poured out the Medicinal Pills from the spatial ring, and hundreds of bottles, jars, and numerous brocade boxes fell out.

This...

Amidst a clanging sound, the Attendant looked at the bottles and jars all over the floor and almost fainted.

Damn, this is too much.

He hurriedly said: "This respected customer, please put them away first, let's go to a private room to talk in detail."

"Hey, you, you, and you, hurry up and come over to serve tea to this respected customer."

After the Attendant invited Qin Dong into the private room, he hurriedly ordered others.

"Go and report to the Hall Master quickly."

The Attendant's attitude changed one hundred and eighty degrees immediately, not only because of this batch of Medicinal Pills, but also because he had just estimated them slightly.

If they could take all of this batch of Medicinal Pills and resell them, then their Shendan Hall could at least earn more than three thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

A proper God of Wealth.

But the more critical point was not this profit, but how the Medicinal Pills on this person came about.

In a magnificent VIP room of Shendan Hall, a graceful woman and a man were negotiating.

"Since that is the case, then we have decided it this way."

"The Medicinal Pills refined will be supplied to our Shendan Hall first, and we will also provide you with Spiritual Plants and Spirit Medicine first..."

Just at this moment, a burst of urgent knocking on the door sounded unexpectedly, breaking the atmosphere of the negotiation.

It caused the woman to frown, and a look of displeasure flashed across her face.

She patted the table beside her, signaling the person outside the door to come in.

Someone outside the door pushed open the door, and a man dressed in the Attendant attire of Shendan Hall walked in.

"Didn't you see that I am receiving a distinguished guest here?"

"If you have anything to say, say it quickly; this is the last time."

The woman frowned slightly, her tone carrying a bit of impatience.

"Yes, Hall Master."

The man approached the woman's ear and whispered a few words. After hearing them, the woman's expression changed suddenly, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Alchemist Ye, there is something in the Hall that I need to handle, so I really cannot accompany you further."

"Please, Alchemist Ye, sit for a while longer; I will immediately order someone to bring what you need."

"Mm, Hall Master, go ahead; you don't need to waste time for me."

The man opposite made a gesture of invitation, signaling the woman not to mind him.

"Thank you, Alchemist Ye, for your understanding."

After the woman finished speaking, she turned and left in a hurry, leaving this Alchemist Ye alone in the room.

Not long after the woman left, Ye Chenyi groped out an ancient and decaying token from his bosom, looked at it for two glances, and finally put it back into his sleeve.