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Chapter 54

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Chapter 54 Hot and Spicy Crayfish

On the boat, the three disciples of formation magic art are cultivating. No, they are sorting out their sea of consciousness.

Many monsters that could not be sorted in the past are now organized smoothly inside the new small golden balls in their sea of knowledge.

Soon, the three of them broke through.

They do not lack insight or daily practice, but they lack a habit of sorting items as they receive it.

Master Su guessed right.

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Su Yu nodded in relief when she saw that they were now unimpeded.

"Here, we are going to the north. Twenty people, um, now twenty-one people are divided into four teams."

"Little Su, you take your Baiyu Peak and Zhiqiong Peak disciples with Elder Zhang. Qian Qingqiu and Lu Brothers, you lead the other three teams." Qing Xuan said on the boat.

As they travel to the north, it is easy to encounter the cracks in the sky formed by the burst of spiritual energy.

So even the Nascent Soul cultivator would not dare to travel a thousand miles in a blink as they did in Nanxun.

With the speed of their flying boat, they will reach the north in about one day.

"After arriving, Little Su, you guys will take care of our Nanxun shop in the rear market, selling talismans, magic weapons, etc. The other teams, you go to the secret realm to assist the northern realm sects in killing monsters and find spirit grass. The store staff will rotate with the secret realm team every five days so that everyone can experience it."

"Thirty days later, when the points from secret realm aid and the market shop are added together, the sect that obtains the most spirit stones will be the first."

"Do you all understand?"

Qing Xuan looked at everyone.

Everyone nodded.

Su Yu is the leader. Behind her are Hang Wan'er, Yan Yan, Yu Dong, and Lu Yizhou from Zhiqiong Peak and Chang Qing from Baiyu Peak.

This time, Wei Zhao was left behind to take care of the junior brothers and sisters of the two peaks.

Qing Xuan nodded, then turned to look at Su Yu, who was looking at the encyclopedia of monsters. He dropped a restriction before saying to her, "Longevity Pill will be enough to tempt cultivators above Nascent Soul. This time, don't refine these so we won't attract too much attention."

At the same time, he gave Su Yu a stack of secret talismans. "These are all given to you by Elder Hong."

Su Yu could not laugh or cry, "Thank you, Elder."

Qing Xuan was concerned. He turned his head and pointed at Ruo Meng, who had just broken through to the peak of Golden Core.

"You follow Su Yu too."

"You can add Elder Hong's secret talisman to your illusion and stack them together."

Su Yu reluctantly took the teacup from Yan Yan's flying sword and gave them two cups.

"I know."

She also has no intention of causing trouble.

More importantly, no restaurant serves longevity noodles for guests every day.

Qing Xuan was barely at ease.

But before he crossed his knees, he saw that Zhiqiong Peak's Hang Wan'er had sneaked up to Su Yu's side and asked expectantly.

"Second Senior Sister, it's time for our peak snack today~"

Qing Xuan: ...

'They want to eat again?'

Sure enough, Su Yu stood up.

There is no other way to improve her skills. She could only familiarize her hands every day.

If she doesn't go to the stove for a day, Master Su will retreat instead of advance.

"Oh yes, I was just doing Spring Boba, and I almost forgot about our own business." Master Su stood up, along with the half-human-tall bear cub, which was about to drool behind her.

As well as Yu Dong and others, who all showed expressions of excitement and anticipation.

"Senior Sister Ruo Meng, if it's not too much trouble, please prepare your illusion." Hang Wan'er shouted.

"..."

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The few people were playing around when suddenly, a two-story dragon-headed golden boat, which was three or four times larger and more spacious than Nanxun's flat boat, flew over beside Nanxun's boat.

Over the dragon head of the golden boat, the three characters of Tiansheng Academy were engraved with majesty.

Su Yu stopped walking toward the cabin.

She turned her head to look and saw an elegant woman in white clothes on the deck of the dragon boat. She is as flawless as winter plums, with beautiful phoenix eyes.

When she is looking at people, there is a sense of sacredness that cannot be despised.

Su Yu raised her eyebrows.

"Tiansheng Sect's Mei Zhen'er has met Nanxun's Elder Qing Xuan and Elder Zhang. It is fate to meet each other. Why don't you get on my Tiansheng Sect's dragon boat? You can reach the north in half a day."

She smiled at everyone.

Behind her stood two people in the Divine Transformation stage and two people in the peak of Nascent Souls.

Among them there is someone who was originally Nanxun's Grand Elder, Mu Wanyuan. Also, the former Meditation Hall's Dean, Rong Qianqiu, is at the peak of Nascent Soul. Both of them actually accompanied her on this trip.

Behind her, there is also another person at the peak of Nascent Soul, who makes Nanxun's group feel unhappy. The old Tiansheng Sect elder with a chessboard magic weapon came to Nanxun to pick up people that day.

'They are all raccoon dogs!'

Elder Zhang snorted, "It's not good to be in these fleeting years. When I go out, I hit ghosts. Hey, who has water-based practice? Let this old man wash his eyes!"

Qing Xuan stood up. "It's windy outside. All the disciples follow me into the cabin."

Mei Zhen'er's smile froze.

"Qing Xuan, Taoist Zhang, don't provoke this old man!" Mu Wanyuan scolded them.

"Hurl—" Hang Wan'er couldn't hold back, and she wanted to vomit. "That elder turned out to be a sword cultivator..."

Mu Wanyuan closed his eyes and turned to her.

Mei Zhener stopped him. "Nan Xun seems to have misunderstood my Tiansheng Sect. Also, we should have come to apologize. Tiansheng Sect has no intention of fighting Nanxun. It's just that Elder Mu and the others want to come over. My father can't bear to see them fall, hey."

"Since Nanxun is not happy, Elder Mu, let's speed up the boat. Let's go to the north as soon as possible. Elder Mu, if you have any private grievance with Nanxun, resolve it privately. Don't interfere with the event, and don't hurt the harmony between our two factions that had existed for hundreds of years."

Elder Zhang snorted coldly.

"Qing Xuan, what are you still doing? Why don't you hurry up and get rid of the dirt to allow the disciples to clean up before entering the cabin! My Nanxun's flying boat magic weapon really becomes dirty. When we go back, I don't think this boat is suitable anymore."

After he said that, his sword aura lifted off like a barrier separating them from Tiansheng Sect's flying boat.

"What sort of good fortune?! Just sucking these dregs group of people!"

"Okay, I have to thank Tiansheng Sect for its unique luck. They made Nanxun clean in one night. It's really refreshing for thousands of years. I'm waiting for the happy event!"

Mei Zhen'er couldn't help but touch the beads in her left hand and forced a smile.

She looked at Mu Wanyuan and the others. "It's getting late, elders. Let's meditate too."

She took a deep breath before entering her cabin.

From her beads, a gray fog suddenly appeared.

"Little Zhen'er, they will inevitably be angry if they lose their luck. Don't take it to heart. By the way, at noon today, I told you that you would meet a noble person who will help you in this cultivation event."

Mei Zhen'er raised her lips and looked at the sun that was just setting.

That's the time.

Her flying boat is going to the north, and this noble person seems to be also going to the north.

Nanxun is weak now, so it is certainly not them.

She quickly thought of someone.

She heard that Jin Haotian, the youngest adopted son of the sect master of Jinbamen, is extremely talented. Most likely, he will be the next heir of the sect. He does not care about alchemy and refined equipment. With only a trident, he defeated all the other Golden Cores geniuses in Jinbamen.

It is said that he has a fiery personality. He is rampant, loves novelty, and has never been able to sit still for a long time in the same place.

He can't help but come out to make friends while on the road.

Jinbamen refused to send any elites to Tiansheng Sect, not even for Longevity Pills.

But in fact, the people of their sect say that as long as the two sects have friendship, they are all allies.

Mei Zhen'er's eyes flashed with confidence. "Then I'll play my flute at the bow of the boat, waiting for this distinguished person to come."

...

"It's boring! It's taking half a day, and it's really uncomfortable."

In mid-air, a man carrying a trident was walking with two fires under his feet. If you look closely, he is not using any magic weapon to fly at all.

He only relies on his spirit fire to quickly travel in the air.

"If I knew, I wouldn't take this annoying thing to go to the North."

"There is nothing to see in the ice and snow, so boring! Ah!"

He howled and flew.

But he suddenly stopped and listened.

"Where did the flute sound come from? Could it be a musical cultivator?"

His red face suddenly became bright.

"I only know a thing about rhythm, but it's better than nothing at all!"

He flew towards the flute sound.

But halfway through, the two fires under his feet shook violently.

A burst of wanton and domineering fragrance poured into his nose and mouth, causing the pores of his body to open, revealing a mist of spiritual fire.

'What is this?'

He turned his head curiously.

Instantly, he turned his direction and walked in the opposite direction of the flute sound.

As he flew, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

'It smells good.'

'What a fiery smell.'

From a hundred miles away, he was fascinated. His practice was automatically activated.

Subconsciously, he closed his eyes and flew within ten miles distance of a boat.

He almost hit the bow of the boat like a bird.

Then he heard a pretty voice of a female cultivator.

"Senior Sister Ruo Meng, didn't I tell you? My sister makes elixirs as snacks. We have it every day, don't have any burden, just eat it with us."

'Elixirs for snacks?'

Jin Haotian, standing ten miles from the boat, was stunned.

He looked up and saw the banner on the boat.

'Nanxun?'

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Jin Haotian touched his forehead. Didn't they say that most of the elites in Nanxun were dissatisfied with the treatment of the sect and went to Tiansheng Sect to seek refuge?

'What happened?'

'Eating elixir every day is not enough?'

'Absurd.'

Jin Haotian was immediately interested.

But soon, he felt a burst of thorny, strong, and tangy spiritual aura rolling into his Dantian. It was mixed with an exciting spicy and explosive aroma from the front of the boat.

In an instant, Jin Haotian felt that his body seemed to be constantly commanding him to go.

He couldn't help stretching his neck forward. His mouth and nose were opened to the maximum, and he took a deep breath. His meridians and Nascent Soul in his body would not listen to his orders and run wildly, as if they were thirsting for the fire spirit material that bears fruit once every five hundred years in the secret realm.

His heart and eyes are filled with this domineering aroma.

This is an ultimate temptation for him.

He turned around and heard the sound from the deck again.

"Senior sister, which tableware do you use today? This elixir smells so domineering. Do you think it is more suitable with white porcelain?"

Jin Haotian raised his eyebrows.

Naturally, only a jade bottle will be matched with a fire-element elixir, which is the least likely to lose the fire aura.

But soon, someone agreed with the male cultivator.

"White porcelain is elegant and suitable with domineering elixir. Softness paired with firmness. Wonderful."

"Hey, Fourth Senior Brother, I like the red jade set. Domineering should be matched with domineering!" Another female cultivator said.

Jin Haotian was confused.

"Not good!"

"Fifth Senior Brother, quickly put away the white porcelain set and take out a few small plates made of black iron! The white porcelain can't bear it!"

Jin Haotian: "???"

He couldn't help but step forward on his fire.

This time, he finally saw the situation on the boat.

Six small tables for four people each were placed on the deck.

There are several flying swords flying very slowly out of the cabin.

The flying swords were carrying a special container for elixirs—

It is like a big basin. No, it is a big basin. It is decorated with huge peony flowers, which look quite festive.

Jin Haotian rubbed his eyes.

If he puts his face in the basin, he can put two faces inside.

'How come they use a basin to hold elixirs?'

He doesn't understand.

But when he stared at it, he saw that in this pot of oily red soup, there were a number of thumb-sized, hideous-looking second-rank armored lobster shrimp!

There are light pieces of green onion on top. The red soup is slightly rolling, and the oil is bright. Each of these miniature armored lobster shrimps is as red as fire. The shrimp are lined one by one, and the whole basin is full. It is tempting him to try it on the spot and make him secrete fluid in his mouth

How can someone make elixirs look like second-grade monsters?

It looks really delicious, just like those mortal restaurants at the foot of Jinbamen Mountain. No, it's much more tempting than those mortal restaurants. No wonder this elixir can be eaten as a snack.

But he knows this is not a normal dish because he felt the surging spiritual power in the basin and saw a few halo lines.

"Second Senior Sister, wow, you made lucky treasures again!"

'What is a lucky treasure?'

Jin Haotian has always been restless. He travels a lot and knows a lot.

However, he hadn't heard of it.

Immediately he stretched his neck. His eyes were glued to the wall of Nanxun's boat.

As a result, those disciples of Nanxun, who were not high in cultivation, looked up at a female cultivator standing with her hands behind her back and wearing a light yellow dress.

She stands with her hands behind her back. Her figure is tall and slender, her pretty face is as white as snow, and her eyes are bright and dazzling as sparks.

When she heard this question, she smiled and nodded at them.

"This is the Fragrant Crayfish Lucky Treasure Elixir."

Her soft and beautiful voice is like a breeze, removing a trace of the burning dry air.

Jin Haotian couldn't help but lose his mind.

However, he heard a majestic voice resounding from the boat. "This little friend with fire-based practice, why did you stop for a half-column incense outside my Nanxun's boat?"

Jin Haotian: ...

Has he stopped for a half-column of incense?

'Impossible!' He, Jin Haotian, never stays in one place for more than half a column of incense!

Even when cultivating, he must walk around...

"Elder of Nanxun, this junior nephew is rude."

Jin Haotian immediately turned off the fire under his feet and appeared in front of everyone from Nanxun.

"Jinbamen?" At the square table, Qing Xuan looked at the trident mark on his robe and nodded. "You are the chief disciple, Jin Haotian."

Jin Haotian smiled. "Elder still remembers this little nephew."

The two sects have exchanged and competed in various martial arts competitions in the past few years. He is the leading senior brother of the Jinbamen Sect.

Many sect elders are familiar with him.

"You came to the outside of my Nanxun boat. What's the matter?"

Jin Haotian smiled.

He touched his nose and his hard skin, which was already reddish due to his fire-type exercise. He immediately felt a little cramped.

"I won't hide it from the elder. I was brought here by you."

...

On the Tiansheng Sect's double-decker dragon boat, Mei Zhen'er, at the bow of the boat, felt that the Nascent Soul in her body was exhausted.

It has been such a long time.

She has been standing against the wind for two hours.

Even though she is in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, she has been playing the flute with spiritual energy so that her flute can be heard for hundreds of miles. It is really exhausting to play for two hours!

"Elder Liu, did you smell some food aroma?"

The gray fog condenses into the appearance of an old man. "I only have spiritual consciousness now, and I can't smell or perceive."

Mei Zhen'er frowned.

"What's going on?"

'What about her destiny?'

...

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On the Nanxun flying boat.

"Sit down, Senior Brother Jin." Yu Dong greeted him.

Jin Haotian waved his hand and lifted his black robe. "No, I can't sit still."

After he said that, his thin face, which was always rosy because of his exercise, dripped a few drops of sweat.

After a while, the front of his clothes was soaked with sweat.

When Su Yu saw it, she immediately remembered that this person seemed to be one of the noble people around the lucky heroine.

He should have been attracted by her flute and went to meet her. Finally, she washed away the drawbacks of his practice, and he regarded her as a savior. Since then, Jinbamen disciples have traveled back and forth, then repeatedly helped the Tiansheng Sect's disciples.

Master Su has no intention of getting close to the people around the lucky heroine.

She immediately sat down at the tea table and continued to study the northern version of her monster encyclopedia.

"You're polite."

Jin Haotian took the spirit tea sent by Yu Dong.

As soon as the spirit tea got into his hands, it turned from warm to boiling.

"It seems that your fourth layer of your Spark Art made your heart burn like fire. You have reached the realm of perfection." Elder Zhang said.

Jin Haotian smiled bitterly, "Yes, senior. I reached the fourth layer more than ten years ago."

Once he stayed in the same place for more than half a stick of incense, the fire in his heart would burn his sea of consciousness into a searing heat, making him extremely uncomfortable.

So when others sit in meditation, he has to walk. While others sleep and lie down, he has to sleepwalk.

After a while, he was spinning around on the deck.

He really can't be idle, like ants on a hot pot.

"Stop talking about this. Senior, this little junior sister," Jin Haotian immediately talked to Su Yu, "What you just said... What is the Fragrant Lucky Treasure? Can I try it? I can't help but be curious."

He was immediately attracted, indicating that this elixir was extremely useful for him.

Qing Xuan and Elder Zhang suddenly looked at Su Yu with strange expressions.

Su Yu didn't expect it either.

But it does make sense.

Su Yu thought about it and saw Qing Xuan looking at her.

At the same time, his voice sounded in her sea of consciousness.

"You can let him take it. Fifty years ago, the Jinbamen's Sect Master rescued your master, Taoist Mu, once in the secret realm. Later, Elder Mu disappeared, and this favor has not yet been repaid."

"Cultivation has to pay attention to cause and effect. Owing too much is not conducive to ascension."

Su Yu nods. Master Su has a hard time rejecting diners.

"Brother Jin, you can enjoy it with my brother and sister." She smiled and stood up, "Have it as much as you like before you leave." It's not too late to listen to the heroine playing the flute and give therapy afterward.

Jin Haotian is overjoyed.

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He didn't expect Nanxun to be so kind, far less arrogant than other sects. They all covered their magic pills for fear that others would surpass them.

Even when they go to the north to exchange, they will sell inferior products that their disciples don't use.

This kind of behavior is the most disgusting to him. After all, the Buddhist Sect predicted that their human cultivators and demons would eventually have a fierce battle.

The enemy is not themselves, human cultivators.

"Okay, Nanxun is my, Jin Haotian's friend from now on."

Yu Dong smiled and sat at the main table. "Brother Jin, I'll teach you how to open a lucky treasure."

He picked up a small bowl made of black iron on the wooden square table.

"This small bowl should be held under the chopsticks. Please remember."

After he finished speaking, he took a mighty-looking red-armored crayfish pill from the festive-looking basin, "First, take a sip of soup inside the shell."

Jin Haotian was stunned.

'What is this way of taking pills? It's really like eating a meal?'

'Why is Nanxun so interesting?'

He didn't know that before.

He immediately followed suit, choosing only the most fiery-looking scorching armored shrimp, and sucked the red oil in the shell.

Multiple spicy, fresh fragrances and a slight tingling of numbness immediately impacted his mouth. It instantly made his Dantian and sea of consciousness set on fire.

The already hot feeling on his body overflowed in an instant.

He was distracted and couldn't help but take a step aside.

But immediately, three rays of light fell from the sky and landed on his chopsticks, making him stop moving!

'Third-grade magic weapon!'

No wonder it was served in a small black iron bowl!

Jin Haotian looked at his chopsticks. A ruby-like thumb-size prawn-shaped magic weapon.

There are even slits on this armored shrimp shell magic weapon.

His spiritual consciousness is in the early days of Nascent Soul, and he immediately felt a trace of spiritual energy from the elixir inside.

He followed his instinct and stretched out the gap on this magic weapon. The shrimp shell was slightly hot and a bit thorny.

But as soon as he peeled it off, he saw two halos.

'Elixir in a magic weapon?'

Jin Haotian sniffed lightly. This smell lured him to come from a hundred miles away.

He closed his eyes and stuffed the elixir into his mouth.

The red oil flowed down his hand to the forearm of his robe, but he didn't care.

The spiciness and umami, mixed with the soft, chewy, and elastic texture, entered his mouth as if igniting a flame.

The slight numbness danced between his lips. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see the second-grade armored lobster shrimp swimming in the secret realm.

This group of hot and spirited fire completely poured into his throat and entered his Dantian.

At the moment, his practice method roamed. A steady stream of sweat condensed out of his pores.

Jin Haotian's chest was full of enthusiasm. He immediately raised his head and whistled happily.

The spiritual fire left the body instantly!

In the sky above the boat, a flame character condenses.

[Cool!]

Jin Haotian: ...

'No, wait. How did the flame write what was in my heart?'

Hang Wan'er was so shocked that the chopsticks fell off.

"Will you try another bite?" Elder Zhang also stood up with interest.

Jin Haotian: "..."

'Don't want to. Do you think I'm stupid?'

But after the fire words condensed, his knowledge of the sea suddenly relaxed. His heart was indescribably cool as if he had forced out the heat in his body from over the years.

Immediately he couldn't stand the temptation. He picked up another armored shrimp and took everything in the shrimp's claws to eat.

Suddenly, the sea of knowledge in his Dantian was boiling again.

It looks like shrimps were fire dancing with their pincers.

He couldn't help but look up, and a new flame burst out from his mouth!

[Master, you better work for another two hundred years, so I can continue to play.]

[I will never tell you, Master, but fire beats gold. In fact, I have already destroyed the three golden halberds for the suzerain, hahahaha! Thank goodness I got it back fast!]

Jin Haotian: ...

"Wait, misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! Elders of Nanxun, juniors, and seniors, listen to me... This is definitely not what I mean!"

Elder Zhang glanced at the words of fire subtly. "No one on our boat has a pure fire-type cultivation technique."

Jin Haotian fell on the stone bench beside the Nanxun tea table.

"You practice the Spark Art, which is different from ordinary cultivators. Over the years, your sea of knowledge, meridians, and bones will inevitably retain hot spiritual fire. The more you suppress it, the more turbulent it will become. Now taking this pill is like a fuse that ignites your body, and draws out the heat and poison along with it."

Qing Xuan's red lips and white teeth were glistening.

Su Yu supported her forehead.

Is this a way of 'cultivating immortals' by eating super spicy food, which is easy to get heaty and causes diners to get acne?

Cough.

Master Su lowered her head silently.

'Sin.'

Qing Xuan looked at Jin Haotian and smiled. "Why don't you try it again? If it doesn't interfere with your practice, it might be one of the solution."

Jin Haotian didn't know whether he was sad or happy.

According to his fourth-level cultivation technique, his heart is burning like fire. This fire-breathing condensates what he thinks in his heart.

Well, he wants to die now!

However, he felt his body a little, and sure enough, his heart was cooler than ever before. This feeling was really unprecedented in more than ten years.

For a long time, he couldn't sit down and rest for a while.

People thought he loved it.

Jin Haotian sighed. He sat down at this moment and didn't want to stand up for a while. He just wanted to make up for the past ten years when he couldn't sit for a long time.

He hurriedly opened another armored shrimp.

The fire word condenses again.

[Cool!]

[Love this fire-breathing thrill! After eating, my meridians are unblocked, and my whole body is refreshed. It is best to stock up on 100 of these to bring home to Jinbamen!]

[I love Nanxun's alchemist!]

He was already thinking about bringing some home to Jinbamen...

Everyone in Nanxun looked at him with a subtle expression.

"With flying swords, Jinbamen to Nanxun is about an hour's flight." Elder Zhang pointed out.

Jin Haotian: ...

But he quickly covered his heart. It seemed that after getting used to it, his fire output was also very happy.

He can speak up and be a little over the top.

If he eats a few more, he will become proficient in no time.

[Sister Su, you are kind and beautiful. Can I purchase your fragrant crayfish for the long term?]

[If you agree, you will be my sister in the future!]

[Nanxun is my second home!]

Su Yu's mouth twitched.

Did she just invent a barrage elixir?

Yu Dong immediately took his abacus and stood up with a smile.

"Senior Brother Jin, let me talk to you about the long-term purchases and discounts. There will be more discounts for large purchases. Also, if you contribute to our Zhiqiong Peak and Nanxun in the future..."

Qing Xuan's tender face lit up.

Su Yu supported her forehead, but she was very pleased.

Her deputy has learned a membership system himself.

...

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In the Northern Wasteland, the Nanxun boat finally arrived at the destination of this cultivator event.

Qing Xuan took the three teams to experience the secret realm.

Elder Zhang went to the grand fair with Su Yu and others.

About 30 miles in the direction of sunset, a lively market, which was formed by many shops and stalls along the street, gradually appeared in front of them.

The two characters, "Cultivation Event," glitter like gold at the entrance and are visible day and night.

"The location near the entrance is the best. In previous years, the location was determined by lottery. The people from Tiansheng Sect generally take it."

If they have been here before, they would have some experience.

Su Yu knew as soon as she heard it. This kind of luck must fall on the head of the Tiansheng Sect because of the halo of the heroine.

"Next to the market's entrance is the town's only secret realm. Cultivators will pass through here when they go to the secret realm, so the closer to the street, the more people flow. The shop at the end of this street is close to the cliff, which is a dead end."

Ruo Meng pointed to the inside of the market.

"Every year, no one wants to be at the end of the street. The further you go, the worse it gets."

Su Yu followed the direction of her finger and looked to both sides of the block. She already found many shops selling medicinal pills and talismans.

The Green Banyan Sect.

Jinchan Academy.

Golden Gate.

...

They sell formations, calligraphy, and paintings. Some shop even explains some exercises and give pointers on the secret realm.

But the more they walked in, the more silent their expressions became.

Even Hang Wan'er, who was originally interested in shopping, felt something was wrong.

Elder Zhang couldn't help but scold. "This guy Qing Xuan is not good! Who draws the lot like this!"

Su Yu touched her nose.

She suspected that her group, as the comparison group, had touched a bit of the heroine plot. Therefore her luck was lower.

But it doesn't matter. Master Su is not afraid.

The fragrant wine is not afraid of deep alleys.

It's just ten stores that will compete.

Elder Zhang was dissatisfied, but he was relieved to see her so confident.

"That's right, I almost forgot, you have two skills on you."

Su Yu: "..."

As soon as they settled down, Elder Zhang floated into the air.

Together with the elders of all sects, their sword qi, magic weapon, talisman, and formation are all released together, causing a change between heaven and earth.

"Welcome all the cultivators in the north to participate in the Southern Sects Market and the mutual aid activities in the secret realm."

"The most popular sects in the southern border will be calculated based on the accumulated spiritual stone income over the next 30 days."

The voice of the elders resounded in the sky.

A steady stream of cultivators from the north, whether they were from sects or loose cultivators, all rushed into the secret realm or the market with interest.

The Tiansheng Sect store was crowded in a blink of an eye.

"Tiansheng Sect will be the first again this year, right?" An elder of Qingrong Sect smiled.

The Tiansheng Academy's chessboard elder, who was sitting next to him, was immediately proud. "It's okay."

On the stone tablet in front of them, the score already exists.

1. Tiansheng Sect's Spirit Stones:120,000

2. Qingshuang Sect's Spirit Stones: 50,000

3. Jinbamen's Spirit Stones: 30,000

...

10. Nanxun School's Spirit Stones: 00,000

"Nanxun doesn't seem to be doing well this year." An elder said.

Elder Zhang rolled his eyes.

Rong Qianqiu, the former dean of Nanxun's Meditation Hall, who was sitting cross-legged in Tiansheng Sect's seat, looked at Nanxun's ranking this year and showed a hint of ridicule.

People go to high places.

His choice was clearly correct.

But after a moment, just halfway through his laugh, he suddenly saw the stone tablet in front of him change.

1. Nanxun School's Spirit Stones: 500,000

2. Tiansheng Sect's Spirit Stones: 370,000

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Rong Qianqiu stared at the board.

An elder: "Is this a mistake? Why so many all at once?"

Elder Zhang chuckled, "It's nothing. Just after coming to the north, luckily received a big order."

It turns out that this is the case.

The elders of Jinbamen nodded.

'Wait, how come Elder Zhang looks at me?'

'As if he was taking advantage of Jinbamen?!'

"Congratulations to Nanxun, but," Tiansheng Sect's chessboard elder smiled. "It depends on the situation on the 30th day."

Elder Zhang also looked over with a half-smile. "Yeah, no hurry. Thirty days. What if there is a big order every day?"

The chessboard elder frowned.



People are coming and going on the long street. The cultivators in the north are very lively.

"Tiansheng Sect's shop. The order for talismans has reached the 100th person. It is sold out today! You are too late."

"Ah."

The two female cultivators in a hundred flowers and butterfly dresses immediately held their jade slip in annoyance. They felt extremely low.

"Fortunately, I also bought the Golden Core practice manual written by Miss Mei Zhen'er. I want to ask her for a rubbing of her divine sense."

The older girl is also helpless. "You can visit other things first."

As they spoke, they walked around the market but were still not interested.

They looked at the plaques, they were very eye-catching, but they were not what they were looking for.

But in the end, they were stunned.

They looked at the shop at the end of the street, with empty counters and shelves.

They looked up at the store plaque, and it didn't even have the name of the sect.

"Wait, Senior Sister. There is a wooden sign here."

The round-faced junior sister pointed to a big wooden sign on the outer wall of the store.

They saw one word - Nanxun.

The two looked at each other.

The round-faced junior sister immediately picked up the wooden sign.

She saw a row of small characters engraved on the smooth wooden sign.

"Nanxun shop only meeting people by fate."




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