Maybe I shouldn't die.

Fang Yue couldn't help but show fear in her eyes when she heard this. What kind of vicious words were these? Don't assume that she doesn't know that the ears and tail of a monster cannot be touched casually.

If she touches someone, she will be responsible for it. She doesn't have that habit, even though the stall owner looks like a very cute girl.

So she shook her head hurriedly.

"No, no, no."

Then she left the stall without looking back, as if something was chasing her.

It was really too horrifying. Are all the demon cultivators in the cultivation world so open? If she wasn't careful, her innocence would be gone. And she was a homosexual. She didn't have any special hobbies.

Or is this actually a honey trap?

Seeing her leave in such a hurry, the stall owner was also confused. Why did this Taoist friend leave so fast? If she didn’t want to touch it, then she didn’t have to. Why was she running away?

The other party had looked at her ears several times before, and she thought that the other party was interested in her ears. For the sake of spirit stones, she was willing to let the other party touch her ears. Who knew that this person actually ran away.

If it weren't for the fact that this man was of the same sex, she would not have been willing to do so!

Is it that 500 spirit stones are too expensive? She remembered that Sister Hu offered 5,000 spirit stones to let those cultivators touch her ears, and those cultivators were willing!

Although they are all males, is it because of the wrong gender?

She doesn't want to have her ears touched by a male. It seems that she doesn't have the talent to earn this money.

After encountering this unexpected event, Fang Yue no longer had the mood to continue shopping in the market, so he turned around and went back to the inn.

The talisman pen has also been purchased, so I can go back and refine it.

The innkeeper was a little surprised to see her come back so soon, and couldn't help asking curiously:

"You're back so early, fellow Daoist. Why don't you take a walk around a little longer?"

Fang Yue replied with a smile:

"I just bought what I wanted, so there's no need to go shopping any further."

After a pause, Fang Yue suddenly took out a small bag of spirit stones and handed it over, saying to the shopkeeper:

"Boss, I want to ask you something."

When the shopkeeper saw the spirit stone, his expression was a little strange. He looked at Fang Yue meaningfully and asked:

"I don't know what you want to know."

Fang Yue looked around and saw that there were still quite a few people in the inn. After thinking about it, she decided to use the secret method of transmitting sound.

After listening to her voice transmission, the shopkeeper nodded in understanding. He also told Fang Yue the information she needed through voice transmission, and then took the spirit stone from Fang Yue's hand.

Fang Yue was very satisfied after getting the information she wanted, but at this moment a fellow disciple had already returned, and Fang Yue did not want to attract the other party's attention, so she simply said goodbye to the shopkeeper and went upstairs.

After returning to the room, Fang Yue first activated the room's protective formation, and then took out the talisman pen that she had bought earlier.

Thinking of the stall owner's strange behavior, Fang Yue checked the talisman pen carefully. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, she officially began to sacrifice.

Refining the talisman pen was not a difficult task. She quickly finished refining the talisman pen. After that, she couldn't wait to take out the talisman drawing tools and began to test the talisman pen.

Although the stall owner had some bad intentions, the talisman pen was indeed a good one as she said. It moved smoothly when drawing talismans, and the input of spiritual power was also smoother than before.

Fang Yue drew dozens of talismans with satisfaction before stopping. It was getting late now, so he should finish his daily practice first.

Early the next morning, Fang Yue was woken up by the noise outside the inn, and she looked at the time.

It's still early.

So he got out of bed slowly, walked to the window, reached out and pushed it open, intending to see what was happening outside.

In the distance, among the sea of ​​clouds, I saw a large flying boat slowly sailing towards Lingkong Market.

The speed seemed slow, but it was actually not slow at all. After a while, the flying boat arrived at the ferry in Fangshi.

Fang Yue could see clearly now that this was an extremely huge flying boat, three stories high. The whole body of the boat was black with silver lines engraved on it. These lines intertwined to form countless exquisite patterns.

She guessed that these patterns should be formation patterns engraved on the flying boat. Fang Yue did not recognize any of these formation patterns, but if she concentrated on looking at them, she felt dizzy after a while.

It should be an advanced formation, which was not something she could see at the moment, so Fang Yue quickly shifted her gaze away.

After the flying boat docked at the ferry, many people got off the boat immediately, and the vendors who gathered there immediately greeted the guests warmly.

It was a completely different situation from what Fang Yue saw when she was visiting the market yesterday.

Fang Yue was slightly stunned. It turned out that these businessmen in the cultivation world were no different from those in the mortal world. They all enthusiastically solicited customers.

Maybe the profit wasn't big enough yesterday, so they were too lazy to attract customers.

Today is different. Most of the guests who got off the ferry are from other continents, and they all carry some specialties from other continents.

Whether they are purchasing these specialties or selling the local specialties, they can make a lot of spirit stones by reselling them.

Fang Yue noticed that the vendors who had concluded deals had smiles on their faces that they couldn't hide, and the customers in front of her also had smiles on their faces.

It seems like this is a win-win deal!

Fang Yue didn't continue reading, but got up, packed up, and walked out of the room.

When she went down the stairs, she met many of her fellow students. They were probably woken up by the noise outside just like her.

They smiled and nodded to each other, then went downstairs together and sat down at a table in the lobby of the inn.

One after another, fellow disciples came down from upstairs and sat in the lobby of the inn waiting.

The innkeeper enthusiastically prepared some food for them. Seeing that many of his fellow disciples started eating without hesitation, Fang Yue guessed that this was a common practice.

After all, it is a market town under their jurisdiction, but I don’t know whether this inn belongs to the sect’s business.

That should be the case. When she entered the inn yesterday, she also saw the sect’s mark on the inn’s sign.

Since it is the property of their own sect, there is no way they would harm their disciples.

So Fang Yue did the same as the other fellow disciples, eating the spiritual food while waiting.

Before we finished eating the spiritual food, Uncle Liu also came down.

The disciples who were sitting down quickly stood up and saluted him.

Uncle Liu looked around and saw that everyone was present. He nodded with satisfaction and motioned for everyone to sit down. Then he sat down at the table with his fellow Jindan disciples.

Start eating breakfast.

The disciples then sat down again.

At this time, a roar was heard outside. Fang Yue looked up in surprise and found that the flying boat had set off again.

She couldn't help but look at the time. It was still a while before the 9th hour, so she turned to look at the team leader, Uncle Master.

There was no expression of surprise or anxiety on the master's face. He continued to eat his breakfast leisurely, turning his head from time to time to look at his fellow disciples beside him.

This action clearly indicated that they were probably chatting about something through voice transmission.