Chapter 19

After rushing home, Lou Qinghe took off all his clothes before taking out the spoils of war he had obtained today.

Two bags of Spirit Stones.

Two magical artifacts.

One book.

Three bottles of pills.

One map.

Lou Qinghe looked at the Spirit Stones in front of him and exclaimed: "No wonder the old saying goes, a horse won't get fat without night grass, and a man won't get rich without a windfall; there are actually so many Spirit Stones."

The three bags of Spirit Stones totaled five Middle-grade Spirit Stones and sixty-four Low-grade Spirit Stones.

You have to know that Lou Qinghe had worked hard to refine pills and hadn't even saved a few Middle-grade Spirit Stones, while the scar-faced man, Liu Yue, and the others had five Middle-grade Spirit Stones just from robbing houses.

Lou Qinghe suppressed the joy in his heart and looked at the two magical artifacts.

A First-Grade Low-Grade magical artifact, an iron blade.

A First-Grade Middle-Grade magical artifact, a flying needle.

This flying needle artifact belonged to the scar-faced man; it seems it was a tool used for sneak attacks, and there was even a set of refining techniques for it.

And the book was exactly a flying needle spell, Back-light Flying Needle.

Three bottles of pills, two of which were Huiqi Pills and Spirit Gathering Pills, both First-Grade Low-Grade pills, and another bottle was the Quhua Pill.

Among the four basic pills, the Quhua Pill was the most expensive.

And it was about ten times the price of a Spirit Gathering Pill, because there was no distinction between high, middle, and low grades for the Quhua Pill.

A First-Grade Quhua Pill is just a First-Grade Quhua Pill.

Ordinary cultivators basically only buy one Quhua Pill after cultivating for a year.

The last item was a map; seeing the markings on it, Lou Qinghe's heart suddenly stirred.

Because this was exactly a map of the restricted area on the outskirts of Huangshi City, only the map was very rough, marking only two or three places.

Tianlan Grand Canyon, ruins of the White Cloud Sect.

Going further north, it was the Tiandu Gate, the closest safety zone to the Huangshi Safety Zone.

Looking closely, the distance was actually over two thousand li.

For an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator, wanting to walk over two thousand li was extremely difficult, not to mention that the middle was a terrifying restricted area.

"The saying goes, it's easy to dodge an open spear but hard to guard against a hidden arrow; this flying needle artifact and spell can be kept, as for that iron blade, I'll go to the market in a few days to get rid of it."

Lou Qinghe thought to himself: "Let's see if this Quhua Pill can solve the problem of my alienation level."

Thinking of this, he took out that Quhua Pill and, after confirming there were no problems, swallowed it directly.

This was different from the Spirit Gathering Pill; when the Quhua Pill entered his abdomen, a cool sensation spread throughout his body, and then it felt as if a gas was drifting away from his body.

Lou Qinghe looked at the panel again, and it had already undergone subtle changes.

【Alienation level: 24%.】

"The Quhua Pill is indeed useful; it seems I will have to swallow some Quhua Pills in the future to prevent the alienation from getting too high..."

Lou Qinghe muttered to himself, then began to practice the flying needle spell.

Soon, a piece of spell information appeared on the panel.

【Back-light Flying Needle LV1 (1/100)】

Next, he first memorized the refining incantation before starting to diligently practice this Back-light Flying Needle spell.

"Whoosh!"

A silver flying needle landed on the door, shimmering with a faint spiritual light.

"So fast!"

Lou Qinghe was somewhat surprised to see this.

His Back-light Flying Needle was only at LV1, yet it was already so fast, and coupled with the fact that the flying needle was thin and small, making it hard to be detected, for cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage who lacked divine sense, this flying needle was undoubtedly a great killing weapon.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Next, Lou Qinghe began to train diligently in the Back-light Flying Needle.

Within a day, the flying needle had been used to perfection; with a flick of his finger, the flying needle would land on his fingertip.

"If I use a large fireball to attract attention and hide the flying needle behind the fireball, wouldn't that be a killer move!?"

Lou Qinghe's heart suddenly stirred.

Fireball hiding a needle!

Could this move work!?

If there was time, he could indeed give it a try.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Time flew by, and three days later.

Lou Qinghe's Back-light Flying Needle had reached the LV3 realm and already possessed a certain lethality.

During these three days, besides practicing the Back-light Flying Needle and cultivating his heart method, Lou Qinghe also refined several furnaces of Spirit Gathering Pills, preparing to go to the Longmen Market to sell them.

Following his previous disguise, wearing the mask, and having everything prepared, he went out through the back door.

Lou Qinghe first passed through the streets and alleys, arriving at the Tianyuan Workshop.

The shopkeeper looked up at him and said: "Customer, is there anything you need?"

Lou Qinghe tentatively said: "I want to sell this iron blade."

After all, Hou Peng had brought him here last time, and he hadn't had much interaction with the shopkeeper, so he didn't know what the rules were in the black market.

"First-Grade Low-Grade magical artifact, five Low-grade Spirit Stones."

The shopkeeper picked up the iron blade, looked at it, and gave an extremely low price directly.

The price was very low; you have to know that when Lou Qinghe had a damaged First-Grade Low-Grade magical artifact, Xu Ying had given him five Low-grade Spirit Stones, and this iron blade was complete.

However, Lou Qinghe didn't say much, but nodded and replied: "Okay."

After all, in the black market, they deal with unclean things.

It counts as having a way out in the future.

Walking out of the Tianyuan Workshop, Lou Qinghe went straight to the market.

And his appearance immediately attracted many gazes.

"Look! He's here again!"

"Liu Yue died at his hands, not even ashes left!"

"Too ruthless!"

Lou Qinghe ignored everyone's gazes, found a random spot, and set up his stall.

Because he had made a move before, many people put away their covetous thoughts and even developed a trace of fear.

What kind of background did this cultivator wearing the rabbit mask have?

However, there were many onlookers, but no one was buying pills.

Half an hour passed, and not even a single person asked about the pills.

After all, he wasn't the only one selling pills in the entire market.

It seems that if he wanted to sell them for Spirit Stones, he would have to use some methods.

Lou Qinghe felt a bit anxious, then his heart stirred, and he shouted clearly: "Spirit Gathering Pills, Huiqi Pills, Healing Pills, buy ten get one free."

Sure enough, these words worked.

"Buy ten get one free? Is it true or false?"

"Go take a look!"

Instantly, the surrounding rogue cultivators heard this and gathered around to ask.

A middle-aged rogue cultivator wearing white Daoist robes stepped forward and asked: "Fellow Daoist, is it really buy ten get one free for your Huiqi Pills?"

Rapidly recovering spiritual energy was needed by the martial arts faction, and also needed by the literary cultivation faction.

Lou Qinghe nodded and said: "Of course, not just the Huiqi Pills, all the pills here are buy ten get one free."

The cultivator in white Daoist robes looked at the pills carefully and found no problems, then hurriedly turned his head: "Brother Wang, the pills are fine, how about we each pay half?"

"Okay!"

The rogue cultivator's companion also nodded upon hearing this.

Soon, the first deal was made.

Lou Qinghe watched the backs of the two as they left, and a joy inexplicably arose in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, I'll buy ten too!"

"I want some too!"

Soon, other rogue cultivators also gathered their Spirit Stones.

Lou Qinghe's stall soon had a word-of-mouth effect; the pills he refined were not expensive, and there was a buy-ten-get-one-free promotion, which could be considered high quality and inexpensive.

In just half an hour, over 120 pills were snapped up.

After all, for rogue cultivators, one Low-grade Spirit Stone was extremely precious.

Now, buying ten pills was equivalent to earning one for free.

This was a huge deal!

There were even a few rogue cultivators who came by reputation but returned empty-handed, and before leaving, they even asked Lou Qinghe when he would come again.

And Lou Qinghe just gave a perfunctory reply and prepared to leave.

"You, and you two, come with me!"

Just then, Hou Peng hurriedly walked over with several Zhou Family Dao Soldiers and said to several cultivators selling pills.

One of the rogue cultivators hurriedly said loudly: "Fellow Daoist Hou, I have been very honest lately, and I am selling authentic pills that are unpolluted and additive-free."

"What are you in such a hurry for? The Zhou Family needs to refine pills and is short of a few hands."

Hou Peng glanced at Lou Qinghe and said somewhat impatiently: "And you, all of you come with me!"

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