Chapter 135: Looking for Wang Jianqiang?

After Wang Jianqiang returned to the Small Space where he resided, he went directly to the fourth floor of the Pavilion.

He found the raw materials for the task Pill he needed to refine this time and spent Contribution Points to purchase them.

Afterwards, he returned to the third floor to perform Alchemy and began refining.

Half a month later.

Sensing the Formation outside being triggered, Wang Jianqiang temporarily stopped his Alchemy, and his Spirit Sense merged into the Formation to look outside.

A smile appeared on his face.

With a thought, he opened a spatial aperture in front of the gate outside.

Not long after.

A graceful figure ascended to the third floor of the Pavilion and appeared before him.

"Fairy Yang, we meet again."

Wang Jianqiang looked at the person who had arrived, a smile flashing across his face.

The person who arrived was none other than Yang Wanxin.

"Daoist Friend Wang, Wanxin has encountered some difficulties in the Dao of Alchemy again and wishes to ask for your Clarification."

After seeing Wang Jianqiang, Yang Wanxin got straight to the point.

Wang Jianqiang smiled and nodded, "Fairy Yang is truly diligent in her cultivation; your ambition makes Wang feel admiration."

"Daoist Friend Wang is too kind; speaking of ambition, I must thank Daoist Friend Wang for the pointers from before." Yang Wanxin smiled, pursing her lips.

Wang Jianqiang nodded, "First, tell me about the difficulties you encountered this time."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wanxin stated the difficulties she had encountered.

After listening, Wang Jianqiang pondered for a moment and looked at Yang Wanxin, "Fairy Yang, Wang can provide Clarification for all these questions, but as for the Karma..."

"Daoist Friend Wang, I understand." Yang Wanxin glanced at Wang Jianqiang cautiously, "Can we add more time?"

Wang Jianqiang shook his head and sighed, "Wang's ambition has grown too quickly; even Wang himself found this somewhat unexpected."

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Yang Wanxin's heart trembled.

Last time, they had already taken action.

If they were to go any further, wouldn't it be...

Thinking of this, her face turned completely red in an instant.

Wang Jianqiang glanced at her, "Fairy Yang, Wang has already told you everything that needed to be said before, so I will not say more this time."

"Whether or not you want Wang to help is for you to decide."

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, Yang Wanxin bit her lip hard, and after a moment of hesitation, her expression became firm.

"Wanxin still keeps in mind what Daoist Friend Wang said some days ago."

"Daoist Friend Wang is right; for Cultivators like us, cultivation base is the foundation. Wanxin wants to progress and does not want to turn into a pile of dry bones after a thousand years."

"Therefore..."

"Please, Daoist Friend, provide Clarification."

Hearing Yang Wanxin's words, Wang Jianqiang began to laugh, "The child is teachable."

Twelve hours later.

Yang Wanxin summoned a White Jade Boat and left, lying in the boat with a pale complexion.

Wang Jianqiang, meanwhile, continued to refine Pills, striving to complete the task as soon as possible.

The quantity of task Pills he accepted this time was quite large; purchasing the raw materials alone cost 45 Contribution Points.

But the reward was also very generous, totaling 240 Contribution Points.

Another five days passed.

Wang Jianqiang finally gathered the required number of Pills for the task.

He put away the refined Pills and left this Small Space.

Outside the gate.

Wang Jianqiang stepped out from the spatial aperture and looked at the neighbor's place, feeling somewhat emotional.

This Mo Wuming seemed even more capable of staying in seclusion than he was.

He had not seen him even once since their last meeting.

He had originally intended to get closer to him, but it seemed that would have to be postponed further.

He shook his head and walked toward the Shenfeng Pavilion.

Just as he entered the Shenfeng Pavilion, a burst of discussion reached his ears.

"Have you heard? Tu Youyou is offering a heavy reward for a Pill to treat Soul injuries."

"Tu Youyou? You mean that woman who just recently reached second place on the Shenfeng Ranking?"

"That's right, it's her."

"Why does she need a Pill to treat Soul injuries? Could it be that her Soul has been wounded?"

"That shouldn't be, right? If her Soul were already wounded, how could she have fought her way to second place on the Shenfeng Ranking?"

"That's true. If that were the case, her strength would be too monstrous; there must be another reason."

Tu Youyou?

Second on the Shenfeng Ranking?

Hearing the two discussing, Wang Jianqiang smiled with little interest.

Sure enough, there are gossiping crowds everywhere.

Even the heaven-gifted geniuses are no exception.

He shook his head, arrived at the place for handing in missions, and placed the refined Pill on the table.

With a flash of Spirit Light, the Pill on the table vanished.

Immediately after, a streak of Spirit Light suddenly shot out from the depths of Shenfeng Hall.

Seeing this, Wang Jianqiang's expression remained normal; he neither dodged nor evaded.

The next moment, the Spirit Light landed on the Contribution Token at his waist.

The number on the Contribution Token changed, shifting from "five" to "two hundred and five."

Afterward, he selected another mission and turned to leave Shenfeng Pavilion.

"Eh?"

Just as Wang Jianqiang returned to the front of his residence, a surprised voice suddenly came from behind him.

He turned his head to look, and a woman in a red dress came into view.

The woman was tall, nearly a head taller than Wang Jianqiang.

However, tall as she was, her body proportions were extremely perfect, instead giving one a sense of being slender and long-limbed.

If one were to stand with this woman, her pair of invincible long legs would reach even higher than his waist.

They were practically longer than life itself.

Her long dress was like blood, and her stunningly beautiful face revealed a cold and glamorous air.

But at this moment, this cold and glamorous face was revealing a trace of astonishment.

"Daoist Friend, do you live here?"

Wang Jianqiang nodded, "That is correct."

Upon hearing this, the woman was delighted, "May I ask Daoist Friend a question?"

Wang Jianqiang looked at the woman, his gaze flickering, "Speak your mind."

Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, a glimmer of anticipation flashed in the woman's eyes.

"Does Daoist Friend know where Wang Jianqiang lives?"