Junior Uncle is too cunning.

The Law Enforcement Hall, located directly north of Yuanyang Peak, is the place with the strictest criminal laws in the entire Lingbao Sect.

Along the way, Chen Fusheng encountered many disciples being escorted and those who had been captured. Looking at the cold and expressionless faces of the law enforcers, they were practically identical to Ling Zi.

He slowly flew to the entrance of the Law Enforcement Hall, found a secluded spot, and looked at the hall in the distance. It was made entirely of black stone and surrounded by sealing stones. Without the Law Enforcement Hall belt pendant, one's entire magical power would be sealed upon entering the hall. He didn't want to be bound, so he glanced at the sealing stones with longing, "These are really good things. They are simply a powerful tool for ambushing and scheming people."

He sent a telepathic message to the Enforcement Hall, and stood there silently watching the sealing stone of the Enforcement Hall, his heart growing more and more excited.

"Uncle Junior Master, why are you here?"

Feng Jiu saw Chen Fusheng standing there in a daze from afar and flew over happily.

"Why can't I come? Can't I just come and see you?" Upon seeing Feng Jiu arrive, Chen Fusheng quickly averted his gaze and replied evasively.

Feng Jiuhu glanced at Chen Fusheng suspiciously. How could he not know what kind of person Chen Fusheng was? It could be said that the two of them entered the sect together and grew up together. Although there was a generation gap, he believed that apart from Chen Fusheng's senior brothers, even the sect leader and senior uncle might not know Chen Fusheng as well as he did.

Following Chen Fusheng's gaze, he glanced at him, his face full of understanding, and said with certainty, his words laced with teasing, "You're not still eyeing the Sealing Stone, are you?"

Hearing Feng Jiu's words, Chen Fusheng appeared very frank, "How could that be? Am I that kind of person? I've always believed that I won't look at, think about, or covet things that don't belong to me."

Feng Jiu glanced at him speechlessly. We're both seasoned foxes, is it really okay for you to try and show off to me?

Chen Fusheng also noticed Feng Jiu's distrust and said somewhat angrily, "I really have something to tell you this time? Are you going to listen or not? If not, I'm leaving."

"Alright, alright, but don't even think about the sealing stone again. Ever since you stole it last time, our master has added another seal. If you get caught, no one can save you this time."

"I know, you're so long-winded. Here, take this," he said, handing the "Erguotou" to Feng Jiu. Chen Fusheng glanced at the main hall with a bit of lingering fear. The old man Lingzi was really too cautious. Who in such a big Lingbao Sect would care about your little thing? He's so stingy and has never seen the world.

Feng Jiu's eyes lit up, and she quickly took the bottle, opened it, and took a sip, her face full of delight.

Chen Fusheng gave him a push, annoyed. "Alright, go back and drink slowly. Nobody's going to bother you. How was the wine this time?"

She smacked her lips, took another small sip, savored it, and said with sparkling eyes, "The alcohol content hasn't changed, but the spirit energy of the wine has more than doubled. However, it seems that the spirit itself hasn't changed; instead, it's become more mellow, smooth, and flavorful. How did you do that?"

Faced with Feng Jiu's question, Chen Fusheng looked at him with some admiration. This was why he had sought out Feng Jiu; the kid was practically raised in a vat of liquor, especially his mouth. He could grasp most of the principles of liquor making with just a few sips. Sometimes Chen Fusheng wanted to ask him, "Have you ever worn Mahjong God diapers?"

"Are you born in the Year of the Dog? I didn't add anything, I just refined it a bit more. What do you think of the price this time..." Chen Fusheng glared at Feng Jiu with a hint of envy.

"You can even purify it? Junior Uncle, you were born to make wine. It seems I won't be able to drink any other wine except Erguotou anymore."

Hmm, the price? I mean, I'd like to raise it another five floors. Too high a price isn't good either, what do you think, Junior Uncle?

Chen Fusheng swallowed hard, swallowed the word "three" from his lips, and gave Feng Jiu a strange look. As expected, he was from the Law Enforcement Hall. He was ruthless and had a dark face. He had thought that raising his level by three would make him feel a little guilty, but he didn't expect there to be someone even more ruthless. He even felt a little sorry for his fans.

Hearing Feng Jiu's question, he decisively discarded his sympathy and nodded, "Well, you can decide that. By the way, give me the money for the drinks from last time first, and I'll go buy some seeds."

As Feng Jiu rummaged through his pockets, he said, "How come you don't have any money? Here are the spirit stones I used to buy wine last time, plus this one. I'll give them to you at the original price first. That's all I have. I'll give you the rest after we finish buying the wine."

Without even looking at the storage bag, Chen Fusheng readily nodded, "No need, it's enough for now. We've been raising two kids lately, so the expenses are quite high."

Feng Jiu understood. He had also heard that all the Xuanxian seeds of this year had been taken by Yuanyang Peak. His master was still angry for a long time after returning. He didn't expect that Chen Fusheng would be allowed to take them. He patted Chen Fusheng's shoulder sympathetically. Chen Fusheng also looked like he had no will to live. If Ling'er and Xian'er heard this, they would probably be furious with Chen Fusheng's shamelessness. When have we ever asked for wages? Even if we did, we deserved it. Otherwise, who raised the chickens and fish for you for a year?

……

As the saying goes, "With money in your pocket, you have nothing to fear." He turned and walked out of the Law Enforcement Hall, flying towards the Weapon Refining Peak.

As a major sect for weapon crafting, most of the disciples of Lingbao Sect are skilled in weapon crafting, and the Weapon Crafting Peak is famous for its weapon crafting as its name suggests.

The Refining Peak is located southeast of Yuanyang Peak. From a distance, it appears as a row of red peaks. In fact, this is a volcanic field with ley lines. The founding ancestor of the Lingbao Sect set up a magic array here and reguided it, thus turning it into a series of treasure lands for refining weapons.

Chen Fusheng stopped at the foot of the peak and turned to walk towards the summit. Soon he reached the mountainside. Unlike the quiet at the foot of the mountain, it was very lively here, with shouts of vendors and arguments. This was his second destination - Lingbaozong Market.

Chen Fusheng hadn't been here for a while, and seeing this familiar scene made him feel a little nostalgic. In fact, most of the weapon-refining caves on the weapon-refining peak were opened up on the mountainside, while some were located on the mountain peaks.

This market was originally just a place where a few people traded with each other, but the peak area needed quiet for weapon refining, so it was gradually moved to the peak. Later, as more and more people traded, the higher-ups of the Lingbao Sect simply set up a market here for disciples to trade with each other, and it became increasingly prosperous.

As he walked in, he looked around, recalling how he and Feng Jiu and others had once set up a stall here to buy wine.

Chen Fusheng would occasionally stop to chat with the stall owner, and sometimes he would buy some refining materials. They were all ordinary items, which were enough for Ling'er and Xian'er to practice with anyway.

Most of the vendors here are Qi Refining and Nascent Soul disciples. Their stalls mostly sell things they don't need, which is why they bring them out to exchange for spirit stones. Although sometimes you might find some good items, most of the time the stalls sell ordinary things.

As he walked, the gourd of wine in his arms twitched. Chen Fusheng's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained expressionless. He simply walked towards the stall in front of him, his steps becoming much slower than before.

He glanced at the stall casually and saw a middle-aged man at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Seeing that he didn't recognize him, Chen Fusheng slowly lowered his head to look at the stall.

On either side of the stall were some raw ores, which, after refining, could be used to forge weapons. In the middle were several spiritual herbs, and behind them were several bottles of hemostatic powder. These certainly did not attract the attention of "Wine Gourd". He continued to look inside, and a three-legged, two-eared round cauldron caught his eye. The cauldron was covered with copper rust and looked extremely dull. At this moment, it was being used as a stepping stone by the stall owner. "Wine Gourd" was also vibrating in his arms, as if it wanted to fly out. It took a lot of effort to calm it down.

He slowly squatted down, pretending to be very interested in the original shell, and occasionally picked it up and flipped through it.

The stall owner could tell from Chen Fusheng's appearance that he was a novice. Every day, many people like him would come to the market, wanting to buy a few pieces of raw ore, hoping to refine them into spiritual weapons and become weapon refiners. He thought back to his own days, wasn't he? Otherwise, with his spiritual veins, he would have broken through to the Qi Refining stage long ago. However, he still had to take advantage of such novices. It would be good for young people to have more experience. Consider this a lesson learned.

With the benevolent thought of "If I don't go to hell, who will?" the stall owner put on a smile and tried to sell to Chen Fusheng, "Junior brother has a good eye. This is a copper ore, which is the main material for refining top-grade mortal items."

Chen Fusheng chuckled inwardly. A piece of copper ore could at most be used as a low-grade mortal material. Top-grade? You're dreaming! He had felt a little guilty at first, but now it was all gone. A blush appeared on his face, as if he was about to achieve a top-grade mortal material.

Seeing Chen Fusheng's expression, the stall owner knew he was interested, so he worked even harder. Several other stall owners looked at Niu Er with disdain, saying, "You're such a braggart, why don't you just talk big?"

A young man standing nearby stood up as if to say something, but after being glared at by Niu Er, he dared not say anything and was then pulled away by his companions.

In the market, Niu Er's cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Refining still had some deterrent effect. In addition, he was usually ruthless, so most Qi Refining disciples avoided him.

Chen Fusheng smiled and casually picked up two pieces of raw ore. "How many spirit stones are these two?"

Niu Er rolled his eyes. "We're all fellow disciples, so I'll give you a discount this time. Just give your senior brother ten spirit stones."

Chen Fusheng almost cursed out loud. The amount of copper extracted was not worth that many spirit stones, let alone the unrefined ore. He glared at Niu Er fiercely.

"Senior brother, don't assume I'm just giving you a random price because I haven't seen it before. I've heard from the other senior brothers that the raw ore isn't worth that much at all. Senior brother, give me your lowest price, or I'll leave."

Seeing that Chen Fusheng was getting angry, Niu Er hesitated. In business, you're most afraid of encountering a clueless newbie like him. He tentatively asked, "Nine yuan, that's really the lowest I can offer. Junior brother, how can you let your senior brother do a losing business?"

"I only have five spirit stones on me. I can only give you four. Take it or leave it?" Actor Chen Fusheng perfectly portrays a workplace newbie.

After some haggling, Chen Fusheng, with his unwavering determination, finally convinced Niu Er to accept the offer of five spirit stones.

Niu Er was very happy, having successfully emptied Chen Fusheng's "entire family's net worth" and made a profit of five spirit stones.

Chen Fusheng also made a profit, using the huge sum of five spirit stones to acquire two raw mines, plus some odds and ends, including a three-legged, two-eared round cauldron.