Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Not long after, there was a knock on the compartment door.

"Friend Zhao, can Wan'er come in?"

Zhao Qing looked puzzled. When did knocking on the door become necessary? Did he neglect it last time?

He put down his empty cup of tea and said, "Come on."

As the door was slowly pushed open, a fragrant breeze blew in. A pair of light black gauze sleeves covered the arms as the female cultivator stepped in sideways and closed the door with her backhand.

In just half a minute, the female cultivator who had just received Zhao Qing was already dressed up beautifully. Above the waves, at the end of the black veil, her snow-white neck was slender and delicate, like a swan that had just taken a bath.

Zhao Qing took a quick glance, then bent down slightly, leaned forward, and slowly frowned.

What a joke! Who do you think I, Zhao Qing?

"Miss Wan'er, what is this?"

The female cultivator walked slowly forward and bent down to refill the tea.

Then she smiled faintly: "It is indeed the Rejuvenating Pill. I have identified it correctly. If my Blood Robe Tower buys it back, it will be one hundred spirit stones."

Zhao Qing nodded in agreement. One hundred spirit stones wasn't a small amount, but it should have been discounted...

The female cultivator lifted her veil and sat on the other side of the table.

"Friend Zhao, the demand for the Rejuvenating Pill is volatile, so the price fluctuates greatly. Wan'er does have an idea."

Zhao Qing glanced over and slowly raised his teacup, wondering, "What's the idea?"

"I'd like to let you know that my Blood Robe Building can sell it on consignment. Why don't you let Wan'er take it to the second floor on your behalf and see if we can sell it for a high price?"

Replace me? Send to the second floor? Sell for a high price?

Zhao Qing understood instantly that the middlemen were making a profit from the price difference!

Witch! Turns out you want to make money from me!

I thought it was...

He paused for a moment, then asked, "I wonder how high the price is? Besides, I'm in a hurry."

He knew that the Blood Robe Building supported consignment sales, but this was only open to sect disciples and some capable independent cultivators. After all, a errand boy like him didn't have anything of great value.

If there is someone inside the Blood Clothes Building who can help me sell it at a good price, it wouldn't be a problem to give her some of the profits.

"There's an auction on the second floor today. Many seniors and sect disciples will be here. The results will be announced by 5 p.m. at the latest. As for the price, it will definitely be no less than 120 spirit stones. The specific price depends on the customer."

Zhao Qing thought about it for a while and thought it was worth a try. He just needed to wait for half a day.

"How much profit does Miss Wan'er want?"

The female cultivator smiled slightly, her eyes as charming as silk: "What are you talking about? Wan'er doesn't want a share of the profits. If you are interested, just leave it to Wan'er."

Ha! Pah!

for free?

Is this show free to watch?

Zhao Qing didn't believe a word the female cultivator in front of him said. He guessed that she didn't want to clearly divide the profits, probably because she wanted to take more...

Although it's a bit bullying...it can indeed be considered a win-win situation.

Zhao Qing quickly made a decision: "Then I will wait here for half a day, and Miss Wan'er can go now."

With the female cultivator's departure, the compartment returned to silence.

Zhao Qing lowered his head and looked inward at himself, shaking his head helplessly.

"Many sages would find it difficult to control themselves if they encountered such a thing, let alone a common person like me..."

The sunlight directly hitting the window slowly tilted, becoming darker and yellower.

Zhao Qing paced back and forth in the compartment, counting the lines on the table several times, and had already finished a pot of spiritual tea.

Finally, the figure shrouded in black veil pushed open the door again.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist! Business is booming today! The Rejuvenating Pill was bought by a sect disciple at a high price!"

High price!

Anticipation gradually grew in Zhao Qing's heart.

"One hundred and thirty spirit stones, all here."

The female cultivator took out a familiar wooden box from her storage bag and motioned Zhao Qing to open it and take a look.

One hundred and thirty pieces...that's indeed a lot more than sold.

It’s not a wasted wait.

After Zhao Qing checked everything and found nothing wrong, he looked up and said with a smile, "Miss Wan'er, it's a pleasure to work with you."

"Fellow Daoist, you are too kind. This is what Wan'er should do." The female cultivator smiled sweetly.

But the excitement that was unintentionally revealed in his eyes was difficult to conceal.

Zhao Qing saw it all and knew clearly that she had probably taken quite a bit of money this time.

After successfully selling the Rejuvenating Pill and the Qi Gathering Pill, he obtained a total of 150 spirit stones.

Zhao Qing simply waved his hand and spent sixty spirit stones at one time to buy three pounds of spirit-devouring grass, preparing to improve his proficiency in Qi Gathering Pills to the next level.

If the success rate of pill production can be guaranteed, and the time and energy costs are not taken into account, these three kilograms of Soul-Devouring Grass alone will be enough to generate huge profits.

Afterwards, he spent another ten spirit stones to buy a small amount of other medicinal materials, which he used to try to refine the initial mid-grade 'Baohua Yulu Pills', to develop new medicinal pill progress and master the technique.

Finally, before he left, after much hesitation, he bought a storage ring which was extremely luxurious. It had an extremely beautiful appearance, spiritual patterns engraved on it, and was inlaid with exquisite jade.

It cost fifteen spirit stones.

Zhao Qing put away all the items, checked that nothing was missing, and left the Blood Robe Tower with the remaining 65 spirit stones.

The You hour was coming to an end and the sky was getting dark.

The wind blowing from Shouyun Mountain has not yet blown away the summer heat in the city.

Zhao Qing felt the last bit of warmth left in the day as he walked through the crowd. He was going to buy some sundries needed to build a cellar.

Perhaps because the auction had just ended, there was a crowd of people in front of the Blood Robe Building.

A faint chill spread, dispelling the remaining warmth, and Zhao Qing couldn't help but shudder.

It feels so familiar...

He looked back and saw a cold-looking woman with delicate features, beautiful eyebrows and a graceful figure walking out of the door of the Blood-Cloaked Building.

"is her?"

As if she noticed the gaze, Zhou Xiaoyi turned her head in confusion and instantly located Zhao Qing in the crowd.

Eyes facing each other.

Zhao Qing twitched his lips awkwardly, nodded, then turned and left.

The cold woman at the door frowned slightly, and after a little recollection, she confirmed that there was no memory of the wandering cultivator just now.

Without thinking any more, she unconsciously turned the spiritual ring on her slender finger and headed in another direction.

Zhao Qing walked in the city, feeling quite shocked.

He remembered that woman, she was the designated disciple at the Danxia Sect's Ascension Conference two months ago!

What surprised him was not the other party's appearance in the Blood Robe Tower, but his cultivation level!

He originally thought that Miao Jian's breakthrough to the second level of Qi Refining was already outrageous enough, but he didn't expect that this woman with top-grade water spiritual roots had already reached the third level of Qi Refining.

In just two months, in the blink of an eye, he surpassed the accumulation of several years or even decades of ordinary servants.

Although there is a huge difference in talent and resources, this is still exaggerated enough.

For some reason, after Zhao Qing took a look at that cold and beautiful profile, he suddenly felt bored.

Zhou Xiaoyi gave people the impression of being a piece of unpolished jade. With her talent and stunning beauty, she must have been envious to death by many young cultivators.

The black veil appeared in my mind again.

Zhao Qing shook his head slightly and shook it out of his mind.

You are nothing but an ordinary peach or plum, showing off your beauty. How dare you disturb my spiritual heart?