Chapter 48 The Giant-Faced Young Girl Butler
Chapter 48 The Giant-Faced Young Girl Butler
Cave dwelling.
Li Tianran sat cross-legged on the stone bed.
Every hour, he would open his eyes and turn each toad heart, which was soaking in the celestial water, over.
The magical water in the basin churned and bubbled all night long.
Su Yingxue and the three nuns sank to the bottom of the basin, occasionally twitching to prove they were still alive.
He didn't have time to care about them.
A level three toad heart costs 3,000 spirit stones, a level two costs 1,000, and a level one costs 150.
Three days.
He took a total of fifty-three from the cold pool.
Ma Wencai spent most of the day counting on the shore, and could only estimate at most thirty or so.
Neither Ma Wencai nor Ma Rou knew how many pills he had taken.
Li Tianran arranged the fifty-three toad hearts according to their quality.
Freshly scooped from the celestial water, it still retained a dark golden luster, warm and translucent.
Based on market prices, level three is worth three thousand.
The toad heart in his hand totaled 18,500 spirit stones.
This would be a windfall for any Qi Refining cultivator.
This is not a small number even for Foundation Establishment cultivators.
This is why Ma Wencai reacted so strongly.
These spirit stones should be enough to cover the entire repair cost of the meteorite iron spear.
You can buy quite a few reassurance pills.
The remaining resources can be exchanged for cultivation resources, enough for him to break through the pseudo-ninth level barrier before the Heavenly Sword Sect attacks the mountain.
Maybe I can buy another batch of talismans for protection.
Let's exchange it for cash first!
Li Tianran pulled down his hood and crept down the mountain before it was fully light.
The Rift Valley Black Market.
The one-eyed old man's shop was still lit up; that old man never closed his shop.
When Li Tianran pushed the door open, he was slapping a greasy rag onto the counter.
She wailed in her hoarse voice, "The little nun's head is perfectly bald; it would be a lie to say she wouldn't accept spirit stones for touching it."
Upon seeing Li Tianran enter, the one-eyed old man's eyes lit up, and he draped the rag over his shoulder.
"It's you? The last batch of toad hearts looked pretty good. What did you bring today?"
Li Tianran placed the cloth wrapping on the counter and untied the knot.
There are fifty-three in total.
Neatly arranged in the jade box, the pale golden luster made the old man's oily face shine.
One-Eyed glanced down, pulled the rag off his shoulder to wipe his hands, and picked up the level-three pill, bringing it to his eyes.
He looked at it over and over for a long time, then took it out of his nose and smelled it, before looking up at Li Tianran.
The single eye narrowed.
He stared at the young man in front of him, who was wrapped in a black cloak from head to toe, and who had a pseudo-seventh level of cultivation.
He remembered the image; the last time he came, he sold a batch of toad hearts, but the person didn't say their surname or given name, nor did they say which steward they worked for.
"Young man, you're from the Blood Spirit Sect, aren't you?"
One-Eyed put the toad heart back into the jade box and tapped his fingers twice on the counter.
As he reached under the counter for his spirit stone bag, he muttered, "A total of 18,500 spirit stones."
"You've got such a generous hand, I can give you 19,000 spirit stones."
Li Tianran: "Deal!"
One-Eyed: "Hey, that's awesome!"
The old man pushed the spirit stone bag over, staring intently at Li Tianran's bulging storage bag with his one eye.
"You sold a batch last time you came, and now you're selling another batch."
"Did you plunder all the goods in the cold pond by yourself? I wonder what your relationship is with that miser surnamed Ma."
Li Tianran did not answer. He took the bag of spirit stones and carefully counted them.
After confirming that everything was correct, he turned and left.
As soon as I stepped outside, I heard the hoarse voice of the one-eyed old man behind me. The tune was off-key, but the lyrics were new.
"The water in the cold pool is so green, and whose son is that? I don't care what his name is, he's even greedier than the old toad."
Li Tianran raised an eyebrow.
He ignored the old man and disappeared into the night.
Nineteen thousand spirit stones are enough to buy a spirit weapon.
Repairing a meteorite iron spear of the spirit weapon level is more than enough.
In addition, you can buy some reassurance pills.
……
The next day, early morning.
At the foot of Xue Ding Peak, Ma Wencai was already waiting with his abacus in hand.
He saw Li Tianran coming over.
He looked him up and down: "Are you sure you don't want to submit a petition or give any prior notice before going directly to Uncle Wang?"
Li Tianran glanced at him: "If this doesn't work out, it'll just be a visit; if it does, it'll save you trouble."
Upon hearing this...
Ma Wencai was taken aback. He nodded and said, "Heh, I have to admit you're a smart kid."
But let me tell you first, she's currently refining a new batch of pills and isn't seeing anyone.
This time when we went to visit, we were definitely turned away.
When Uncle Wang is refining pills, he might not give face to anyone.
"it is good."
Li Tianran nodded and walked straight up.
The mountain path to Blood Cauldron Peak is eerily steep.
The stone steps were covered with a layer of dark red moss, which was slippery to the touch, like stepping on undried blood.
Hot air seeped out from the rock walls on both sides, and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur and burnt herbs.
The higher you go, the denser the alchemy rooms become, with low stone houses crammed together against the mountainside.
The firelight shining through the crack in the door made the entire mountain road appear and disappear intermittently.
Occasionally, a disciple would peek out from the door to dump the dregs of the pills, splashing them onto the roadside with a splash.
Dark green scum bubbled and seeped into the cracks in the rocks, making a sizzling sound.
Halfway up the mountain.
A faded banner hangs in front of a stone house, bearing the words "Important Place of the Alchemy Chamber".
A young doorman stood under the banner.
He was about eleven or twelve years old. His gray cloth robe had been washed until it was almost white, and there were several holes burned in the cuffs. His face was covered with a layer of black ash.
"Ma Wencai, a disciple of Bloodfang Valley, has come to visit Uncle-Master Wang. I would like to trouble you, junior brother, to pass on a message."
Ma Wencai stepped forward and gave his name.
The doorman looked up at him, then at Li Tianran behind him.
His voice was clear but his tone was extremely rigid.
"My master is refining a new elixir and has given the order that even if the sky falls, he will not see any guests."
After speaking, the doorman stared blankly into the distance, treating the two people as if they were invisible.
Ma Wencai wanted to say something more, but in the end he sighed again.
He turned to look at Li Tianran, then spread his hands and said, "Let's go, I've already told you."
Even if my aunt comes, I might not be able to see her.
"You're just a nominal disciple; she'd only see you if her alchemy furnace exploded."
Li Tianran frowned. He had worked hard and risked his life to obtain 19,000 spirit stones.
There were only two days left before the Heavenly Sword Sect launched their attack on the mountain.
If the meteorite iron spear cannot be repaired and some pills to enhance cultivation cannot be replaced,
If you get the reassurance pill to improve your cultivation, all your previous efforts will be in vain.
At that time, when facing the cultivators of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Old Demon Han would have no power to protect himself.
"Since we're already here..."
Li Tianran said something.
He stepped forward and said to the doorman, "Please pass on a message."
"Just say someone brought a level three toad heart, a freshly shed old heart, and ask Deacon Wang to take a look."
The doorman tilted his head, looked at him, then at Ma Wencai, and scratched the soot off his face.
"It can be passed on, but the master hates it when others use materials to entice her."
Last time, a half-step Foundation Establishment cultivator brought a 500-year-old red Ganoderma lucidum to request an audience.
My master made me reply with a exact quote: "Tell him to put the Ganoderma back in the ground and let it grow for another five hundred years."
Li Tianran said, "It's not about hanging her up, it's about serious business."
The doorman glanced at him again, his gaze lingering on his dark red horns.
Then he turned around, pushed open the door, and went inside.
The door wasn't closed properly, and a strong smell of hot medicine leaked out.
Ma Wencai shook his head.
"Junior Brother Li, if your trick works, I'll chew up the abacus and swallow it."
About half a cup of tea's time after the doorman went inside, suddenly very fast footsteps came from the other end of the mountain path.
It wasn't that doorman.
Ma Wencai's face changed: "It's over, she really came, she came down herself to chase us down the mountain."
"Are you kicking us out?"
Li Tianran remained silent.
He looked up and saw that the stone door to the alchemy room had been pushed open.
A girl came out from inside; she looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old.
The loose-fitting alchemy robe draped over his body, with the belt casually tied at the waist.
Although the robe was wide, it was stretched bulging at the chest, and then it narrowed sharply at the waist, with the curves rising and falling within the wide robe.
Her baby face was so tender it looked like you could pinch water out of it; she had almond-shaped eyes, an oval face, and a very shallow dimple on her left cheek.
With her youthful face and large breasts, standing next to the alchemy furnace, she didn't look like a Foundation Establishment steward who could refine third-grade pills at all.
Her gaze passed over Ma Wencai and landed directly on Li Tianran. She took a few steps closer and looked up at him.
There was no curiosity in Xing's eyes, only an inspection-like scrutiny.
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