Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

After that, another half a year passed, and He Ling's investment seemed to have fallen on deaf ears, and still no news came.

On this day, He Ling was sitting in the attic on the third floor of Tianling Trading Company. This was He Ling's exclusive room, and no one else was allowed to enter on weekdays.

There were several volumes of books on her desk. Although all the affairs of the business were basically handled by the managers she hired, He Ling still needed to do some decision-making work.

He picked up a jade pen with exquisite patterns carved on it and wrote comments at the bottom of the page. Just as he wrote the first word, there was a knock on the door.

"come in."

The rosewood door opened and an old man with white hair walked in.

He Ling was a little surprised to see the visitor. This person was the shop manager He Ling recruited at the beginning, named Wen Moren. He Ling usually called him Old Wen. In the past few years, under his management, the shop was thriving. Now a new shop has been opened. Most of the documents on He Ling's desk are about the new shop.

"Mr. Wen, what happened?"

Wen Moren shook his head, with a hint of difficulty on his face. He glanced at He Ling unconsciously, then immediately lowered his head and saluted He Ling.

"Boss, I came here this time to resign."

A hint of surprise flashed across He Ling's face. The conditions she offered could be said to be the best in Tianning Market. Generally, people would fight to get into He Ling's shop, but the old man in front of her wanted to resign.

But then He Ling seemed to remember something. She glanced at Wen Moren and said with some certainty, "Is Mr. Wen also planning to go to Tianduan Mountain this time?"

Seeing that his thoughts were guessed correctly, Elder Wen was not surprised at all. He nodded and said, "Yes, I am planning to go to Tianduan Mountain to give it a try."

A flash of memory flashed in his eyes. "I'm already one hundred and fifty years old, which is close to the twilight years for a Qi training cultivator. If I don't go this time and wait another ten years, I don't know if I'll still have the courage to fight for that glimmer of a chance to build a foundation."

He lowered his head again and said, "I hope the boss will help me."

There was silence in the air for a while. Wen Moren only heard a faint sigh in the air, and then he heard a female voice.

"Old Wen didn't sell himself to me. I can't stop you from going anywhere you want."

"Boss..." He Ling was usually very kind to him, and he saw it, so he was so hesitant at this moment.

Wen Moren wanted to say something else, but found that he was forcibly straightened by a huge force.

He felt a surge of panic in his heart. He had already reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, which could be said to be the pinnacle of the Qi Refining stage. However, facing this enormous force, he found that he could not resist at all. He felt like he was back to his childhood, facing adults, feeling powerless.

"Mr. Wen, there's no need to say more." He Ling waved his hand, and an exquisite small cloth bag flew in front of him.

Wen Moren knew without even looking that the things in the storage bag must be of great value.

"Boss, this is absolutely not allowed. I have received a lot of rewards from you over the years, and even my cultivation has been improved to the ninth level of Qi Refining. Boss, you don't owe me anything."

"Mr. Wen, you deserve all of this. There's no need to say more. If you really want to thank me, you can thank me after you come back."

Wen Moren had tears in his eyes. This time he didn't say anything, just nodded and walked out.

He Ling looked at Old Wen's departing back with a gloomy look on his face.

She knew Tianduan Mountain, which was rich in elixirs that were now extinct and could be used to refine foundation-building pills.

In order to protect these spiritual medicines, several sects made an agreement to protect the Tianduan Mountain with a formation, and then every ten years they would let their disciples go to the secret realm of Tianduan Mountain to pick spiritual medicines and reward them with foundation-building pills.

In Tianduan Mountain, the monsters inside were affected by the formation and could not break through the foundation-building stage, so most of them were extremely violent. There was even a legend that some of the monsters inside even broke through the ninth level of Qi training and reached the tenth level of Qi training.

In addition, there is a competitive relationship between the various sects, so not only do we have to be wary of monsters, but we also have to fight against the disciples of other sects.

Therefore, the death rate in this secret realm is very high. In the Xuanyuan Sect, inner disciples are almost not allowed to participate in the Tianduan Mountain Secret Realm.

But the outer disciples are not fools. Except for those who really want to give it a try or those cultivators who are nearing the end of their lifespan, the quota for outer disciples once every ten years is usually not filled. It would be a waste to leave the quota vacant, so it falls on the heads of outsiders like them.

The number of places is limited, so they set up a competition arena and only allow the first number of people to participate based on the number of places left.

However, compared with the sect disciples, these outsiders still have many restrictions. They have to hand over 90% of the spiritual medicines they obtain in the secret realm of Tianduan Mountain, and there will be no reward at all.

However, even so, there are always monks who sign up to participate. The monks who come here are originally people with poor talents. Although this secret realm is dangerous, it at least gives them hope of building a foundation.

This matter is not a secret. Most cultivators who have lived in Tianning Market for a long time know about it.

Speaking of which, He Ling is now also at the ninth level of Qi Refining, but she is not in a hurry. She has endless time and can wait for the next ten years.

And now she still wants to know Liu Qing's whereabouts first.

As night fell, a figure in white appeared on the street. She did not walk towards home, but went towards a restaurant.

Today is the day to contact Huang Yiran.

A big red signboard with a few big words written on it - Yanyu Tower.

As soon as they arrived at the door, a sharp-eyed waiter saw He Ling. This was not the first time He Ling came here, so they naturally knew this generous guest.

"Dear guest, please come this way. A guest has already arrived."

She nodded her white chin slightly and went upstairs.

Inside the exquisite room.

Huang Yiran was still wearing a dress, but this time she didn't wear the uniform distributed by the sect.

She was wearing an apricot-yellow dress, a palace gown in front of her, with a thin layer of cloud sleeves draped over her shoulders, through which one could vaguely see her bare shoulders.

Her hair was combed up and fixed with a jade hairpin. She was sitting at the table, looking at another large table of spiritual food, and swallowed secretly.

As soon as He Ling came in, she was attracted by Huang Yiran's outfit. After all, it was obvious that a lot of effort had been put into it. The apricot yellow outfit was really eye-catching. He Ling couldn't help but look at Huang Yiran a few more times, and a sense of wonder arose in her heart.

She was a little confused about what Huang Yiran was doing.

When Huang Yiran saw He Ling come in, she immediately sat up straight. The corners of her mouth were slightly curved, but she smiled without showing her teeth, and her tone was too gentle.

"Sister Ling, you're here." Naturally, after the last time, she always addressed He Ling as sister.

He Ling just nodded slightly and responded politely: "Friend Huang, long time no see."

After He Ling sat down, Huang Yiran couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks.

He Ling didn't move, but just poured a glass of white wine and held it in his hand.

"Friend Huang, is there any news?"