Chapter 28: A Firework Display of Over Ten Thousand Spirit Stones Is Indeed Beautiful

At Hua Feng Ju, beside the artifact furnace, Zhong Lingyao struggled to manipulate the flames, forging a magical tool.

Wang Yuan, who was adding peach-wood charcoal to the furnace nearby, could not help but glance at his senior sister.

Zhong Lingyao, with her Qi-Introduction cultivation, drove the Peach-Wood Spirit Fire using a Qi-Refining technique, relying on two protective spiritual artifacts she wore.

Yet both of these spiritual artifacts were styled quite revealingly, very capable of stirring Wang Yuan's heartstrings.

After a long while, sensing the formation of the prohibition, Zhong Lingyao shouted.

"It's done! Extinguish the fire!"

Wang Yuan hurriedly began stuffing stones into the furnace, thereby slowing the burning speed of the peach-wood charcoal.

Under Zhong Lingyao's control, the artifact furnace opened; two fist-sized copper beads, radiating red light, spun dizzily inside.

Zhong Lingyao used tongs to place the two copper beads onto a stone platform, and after carefully confirming them once more, she said with some relief.

"Not bad; one is six layers, the other five."

"Two tools from one furnace! Congratulations, Lin Lin Lin Lin Shijie, on your further progress in the Dao of Forging!"

Although it was Zhong Lingyao who forged two items in a single furnace, Wang Yuan was happy too.

Glancing subtly at this foolish boy, Wang Yuan, Zhong Lingyao wiped her sweat, put on an outer robe, and said.

"What progress? Just two low-grade magical tools. One for you, and one for Wang Yu.

Keep the five-layer one for Wang Yu, and the six-layer one for you, as a reward for your hard work stoking the charcoal."

Wang Yuan was so bewitched his mind felt dizzy.

What?

Two low-grade magical purple-copper beads, and Lin Lin Lin Lin Shijie wants to give me the one with the six-layer prohibition?

Does she like me too?

Seeing Wang Yuan say nothing, Zhong Lingyao waved her hand in front of him and warned suspiciously.

"Why are you staring? Don't tell Wang Yu that your bead has six layers; I'm afraid he'll think I'm biased. Understand, Junior Brother Wang Yuan?"

Looking at Lin Lin Lin Lin Shijie's Bai Xi, slender little hand, Wang Yuan snapped out of his dream and repeatedly assured her.

"Understood, understood, Lin Lin Lin Lin Shijie, I understand everything you say!"

Taking the purple-copper bead handed to him by Lin Lin Lin Lin Shijie Lingyao, Wang Yuan walked to the front hall.

Seeing Wang Yu still lazily reading travelogues, he went up and kicked Wang Yu's recliner, shaking Wang Yu quite badly.

Holding the travelogue against his chest, the reclining Wang Yu glared at Wang Yuan and said displeasedly.

"What's wrong with you now?"

Wang Yuan proudly picked up a purple-copper bead and stuffed it into Wang Yu's hand.

"Look, a purple-copper bead with a six-layer prohibition. Lin Lin Lin Lin Shijie just forged two in one furnace; we each get one."

Wang Yu paused for a moment, instantly understanding the crux of the matter.

"Good, good, good. Jiang Baobian takes the big share, Master takes the small share, and in the end, we still get to sip some soup. Our Wang Shi's contribution fee wasn't paid in vain!"

Leaning against the counter, Wang Yuan complained quietly to Wang Yu.

"You don't know; the blueprints Gao Jian brought over were already shabby enough, but Master could still scrape out some purple copper from every single firework magical tool, finally accumulating two small pieces for Lin Lin Lin Lin Shijie Lingyao to practice on.

But if Master's gratitude gift is only this little, wouldn't the Clan Leader lose out by taking him to visit True Person Dan Ri?"

Zhong Lingyao had thought she could use the six-layer prohibition purple-copper bead to win over Wang Yuan, who had a crush on her ranging from hidden to open.

After all, Wang Yu looked like the type who was hard to manipulate, with a mind deeply profound.

Wang Yuan was different; he was the honest child recognized by old and young, men and women, throughout the ten miles and eight villages.

But she could not understand the Wang Shi's education of its disciples, nor the bond between the two brothers who grew up together and studied together in Qing Xi Fang.

Wang Yuan not only gave the bead with the higher prohibition layers to Wang Yu, but he also looked closely, realizing this gratitude gift was not 'heavy' enough.

Two low-grade magical tools; what good thing is that?

The Hundred-Mile Carefree Escape Talisman on Wang Yuan's body alone was worth buying ten low-grade magical tools!

"No loss; the Clan Leader never does a losing business."

Wang Yu picked up the travelogue and continued reading.

Suddenly, a female cultivator's voice came from the sky over Qing Xi Fang.

"To facilitate all Daoist friends in exchanging desired magical tools, pills, Cultivation Methods, and secret transmissions, the Qing Xi Grand Assembly is hereby held! The Red Lantern Light Branch of the Merit Hall opens to all rogue cultivators, families, and sects!

Starting today, the branch will be stationed in the Qing Xi Fang market and will depart after three months!"

This female cultivator's voice sounded very youthful, as if emitted by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, yet it was supported by immense magic power, spreading throughout Qing Xi Fang.

Wang Yu walked out of Hua Feng Ju somewhat surprised, looking up at the red flying boat, Jin Wu Chasing the Sun, in the sky.

"Boom~ Boom~"

The one-time firework magical tools prepared by Jiang Baobian scattered one by one in the sky; although it was daytime, the blooming stamens were still extremely beautiful.

In the sky, the Jin Wu Chasing the Sun flying boat was in the center, with the Huang Family's Hundred Treasures Pavilion and the Xian Alliance Envoy's carriage flanking on both sides, while flying spiritual artifacts of various other families, sects, and merchant guilds were scattered around.

Fireworks bloomed among them; a firework display costing over ten thousand spirit stones was indeed beautiful.

Watching that magnificent scene disperse, Wang Yuan cursed.

"Damn Jiang Baobian!"

Over ten thousand spirit stones!

Just like that, snatched away by Jiang Baobian!

Under the brilliant sky, Wang Yu lowered his head, turned around, and returned to Hua Feng Ju.

"Endure! We must endure what ordinary people cannot endure to bear the family's responsibilities well and to walk a little further on the path of cultivation.

The so-called high spirits belong only to true Jin Dan True Persons. Wang Yuan, from now on, do not speak rashly regardless of the occasion!"

Big Brother's warning was very reasonable; Wang Yuan took it to heart, but he still felt his thoughts were not smooth.

"Pah!"

After spitting toward the direction where the Jin Wu chases the sun, fully venting his frustration, Wang Yuan also returned to Huafeng Residence.

Just you wait, wait for me!

The day I, Wang Yuan, become an immortal will be the day you all die!

Such was the spirit of a youth—Wang Yuan still did not understand that even if he were only a Purple Mansion cultivator, Jiang Baobian would be no different from pigs and dogs to him.

Why wait until becoming an immortal to take revenge?

In the afternoon, Wang Xianmao led the two youths into the Huang Clan's Hundred Treasures Market.

Upon entering, Yulou's first instinctive thought was of Diagon Alley in Harry Potter.

Narrow aisles, packed on both sides with different shops; though there weren't many people on the aisles, most were cultivators at the Qi Refining stage and above, and it looked quite lively.

"This Hundred Treasures Market is no ordinary place. It contains its own universe yet isn't large—it's something between a spiritual artifact and a dharma treasure.

You can try channeling your energy slightly to feel it—isn't the spiritual energy here richer than at our clan grounds?"

Yulou closed his eyes and sensed for a few seconds, then said in surprise.

"This... is very rich."

Wang Xianmao explained with some envy.

"The gap between a Purple Mansion clan and a Foundation Establishment clan is like a heavenly chasm. The Huang Clan has several similar Hundred Treasures Markets."

The Huang Clan—a wealthy merchant clan of the Wunan Cultivation World, specializing in the 'wealth' among wealth, methods, companions, and land.

"So, Clan Leader, the Red Lantern appointing a member of the Huang Clan as Sect Master—is it really just as I guessed?" Yulou asked in a low voice.

"Hahaha, come, I'll take you to the Huang Clan's Refining Hall. The refining hall in the Hundred Treasures Market is far superior to Huafeng Residence."

The Clan Leader hemmed and hawed, not answering Yulou's question.

Wang Yuan, off to the side, had also been observing the whole way; the boy had noticed something out of the ordinary.

Outside that shop was an exquisitely carved red gatehouse, with three large characters inscribed on it—Baili Pavilion.

Beneath the gatehouse, impatient male cultivators were packed together, looking extraordinarily lively.

Pointing at that beautiful gatehouse, Wang Yuan asked in innocent confusion.

"Clan Leader, why is it so crowded in front of that shop?"

Wang Xianmao glanced over, the corner of his mouth twitching, and raised his hand to deliver a slap to Wang Yuan's forehead.

"Stop looking around. There are female cultivators inside who practice charm arts, specifically absorbing the yang energy of young men like you!"