Cultivating Immortality: Starting from Ferrying Passengers

Chapter 14: Magical Instrument Fragments
"Is this the fragment of the magical weapon you mentioned? Are you trying to tease me?"

Opposite Fang Jingxuan, a Qi-refining cultivator with a cunning look on his face explained with a smile:
"Brother Fang, don't underestimate this short section. The material of this thing is extraordinary. I've tried it, and ordinary magic weapons can't hurt it at all. This may have collapsed from that second-level magic weapon. You will definitely not suffer any loss if you take it."

In Fang Jingxuan's hand, a fragment only the size of a finger quietly emitted a faint spiritual light, proving that he was not trash.

This thing is just a piece of metal. If it was placed on the ground, no one would care about it. I don’t know how it was discovered.

"Hey, you're asking about my origins. To be honest, Brother Fang, thanks to my friends on the road, I've earned the reputation of 'Drilling Rat'. Whenever a war breaks out in the area around Baishan, I'm always there to join in the fun. This spiritual object was obtained by me at great risk."

When Hou San, the mole, talked about this thing, he suddenly became excited and talked incessantly for a while.

This behavior displeased some monks who knew him, so they came forward to expose his past.

"A garbage collector, what are you showing off here? After the fight, everyone cleaned up the battlefield, and you sneaked in to pick up some trash. You got lucky and got some good stuff, and you still have the nerve to brag about it?"

Hearing this, Hou San felt a little embarrassed, but he quickly recovered and asked Fang Jingxuan:
"Fellow Daoist Fang, this item is indeed a spiritual item, and it is definitely not a first-level magical weapon. Although it is only this, it is still very valuable."

Fang Jingxuan tossed the object and asked casually:
"How many kilograms of spiritual rice do you want to exchange?"

"Ten kilograms! Oh no, eight kilograms! The lowest is five kilograms. If it's any lower, I won't exchange it."

Hou San looked at Fang Jingxuan's expression, lowered his expectations again and again, and finally stuck to the price of five kilograms of spiritual rice.

Fang Jingxuan thought about it, nodded, reached out and took out five pounds of spiritual rice and handed it to Hou San.

"I'm not attracted by this magical weapon fragment, but I think you're quite interesting. I'd like to make friends with you."

Hou San was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly. A rubbish guy like him has always been at the bottom of the cultivation world. Now he was valued by Fang Jingxuan, a cultivator with a powerful pet beast. He was a little surprised for a moment.

Looking at Hou San who was leaving with the spiritual rice, Fang Jingxuan smiled and put the broken magic weapon fragment into the storage bag. As he said, this magic weapon fragment was nothing, but Hou San was a quite interesting person.

I have been to many places and know a lot of gossip. The key is that I have been able to keep my life. It will always be useful.

Next, people came up one by one to exchange spiritual rice with Fang Jingxuan. It’s true that in this small neighborhood of Konoha, many cultivators actually have some good things in their hands.

As it grew darker, Lao He announced the end of this mutual aid exchange meeting. The next one might be held in five days, if the martial law in Hongyefang City had not been lifted by then.

Fang Jingxuan also climbed onto Tuoyuan's back and prepared to leave. He had gained a lot this time. He only used two bags of fifty kilograms of spiritual rice, but he exchanged them for a lot of things. He was just about to go back and carefully calculate the gains and losses.

At this time, Tian Qingyun appeared with a smile and said to Fang Jingxuan:

"Brother Fang, please stay for a moment. I have something important to discuss with you."

Fang Jingxuan was a little surprised at this time. In terms of strength, Tian Qingyun was much stronger than himself. He could get a few bags of spiritual rice, and he owned a butcher shop, so he should have no shortage of monster flesh and spiritual rice.

"It's like this. There's a shortage of meat in the market. Monster blood and flesh aren't in plentiful supply like spiritual rice, and my stock has been running out for the past two weeks, so I want to go out and hunt a few monsters.

It's just that the monster beasts are so large that ordinary storage bags can't hold much, so I'd like to ask Brother Fang to help transport them using spirit beasts. Don't worry, the reward will definitely be generous."

Speaking of this, Tian Qingyun looked sincere, while Fang Jingxuan said doubtfully:

"Isn't the market under martial law? Can you take people out?" "Hey, rules are dead, but people are alive. No matter what, those officials above and my family and relatives have to eat meat. I have my own ways, so there won't be any trouble."

Hearing this, Fang Jingxuan was thoughtful. Judging from what Tian Qingyun said, his action was also instructed by a big shot in Hongyefang. It was estimated that the big shot got the lion's share of Tian Qingyun's property.

However, he was not familiar with Tian Qingyun, so how could he just follow him out of the market?

Moreover, although he was currently short of spirit stones, he was not desperate. His previous savings were enough, so there was no need for him to go out and take the risk of hunting monsters.

After all, monsters are not dead creatures. When they get angry, they can take lives. Tuoyuan is such a big target. If he is targeted and suffers any damage, Fang Jingxuan will be heartbroken.

Thinking of this, Fang Jingxuan politely declined:

"Thank you very much for your invitation, Captain Tian. However, I have reached a critical point in my cultivation recently and do not want to be distracted by this. So please forgive me, Captain Tian."

Hearing Fang Jingxuan's refusal, Tian Qingyun's eyes flashed with coldness, but on the surface he still smiled and said:

"That's fine, I'll find someone else. Brother Fang, cultivation is more important. We can cooperate next time if there's a chance."

Fang Jingxuan bowed, climbed onto Tuoyuan's back, and then gestured for Tuoyuan to move forward.

The huge spirit turtle took a step with great momentum and walked away step by step.

Tian Qingyun behind him was staring at Fang Jingxuan's back with a distorted expression.

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After returning safely to his own courtyard, Fang Jingxuan first prepared food for Tuo Yuan.

Nowadays, Fang Jingxuan's reputation is mostly due to Tuo Yuan. The stronger Tuo Yuan is, the bigger his reputation will be, so Fang Jingxuan is not stingy with Tuo Yuan.

After feeding Tuoyuan, Fang Jingxuan returned to his quiet room and began to take stock of today's harvest.

A dozen and a half animal hide talisman papers, a fragment of a broken magic weapon, a few spiritual herbs that were not up to the required grade, three talismans of the lowest grade, a silencing talisman, a cleaning talisman, and a guiding talisman.

A few feet of spiritual silk, which is the material for making Taoist robes, but you need to find a spiritual tailor to make it, and there is not enough material.

Some refining materials, and other miscellaneous things, all added up, if I wait for Hongyefang to lift the blockade, I can earn five or six low-grade spirit stones by slowly selling them out.

Today's harvest was good, Fang Jingxuan grinned and laughed silently a few times.

However, there are still six bags of spiritual rice and more than thirty pounds of loose rice that I carried that day. I have to keep two bags for myself to eat, and the remaining ones that can be exchanged are at most four bags.

Hongyefang has been closed for half a month now, so it shouldn’t be closed forever.

With this idea in mind, Fang Jingxuan called out his fellow practitioners and began to meditate and practice.

There was one thing he really didn't hide from Tian Qingyun: he was really about to make a breakthrough!

(End of this chapter)