Chapter 54

Time passed very quickly.

Almost between raising and lowering his head, Luo Chen unknowingly sold all the Grain Bigu Pills and Zhongmiao Pills in his hand, and it was only barely noon at this time.

No need for too much calculation, with Luo Chen's current Spirit Eye Art, just a glance, he knew how much he earned today.

Grain Bigu Pills earned one hundred spirit stones, Zhongmiao Pills four hundred and fifty.

It doesn't look like much, but think about it, this is only the income of half a month, and the cost is only two hundred spirit stones!

In other words, Luo Chen almost made a net profit of three hundred and fifty!

You know, half a year ago, he was just a poor little loose cultivator earning five spirit stones a month.

It can only be said that the proficiency is brushed up, alchemists are just so awesome, just so popular!

Of course, Luo Chen is clear about the profit.

He values his current net worth more, plus the remaining spirit stones from before, his savings once soared to eight hundred low-grade spirit stones.

This can be said to have reached a historical peak!

Oh, that time selling the Flying Swallow Sword magic tool doesn't count, windfall wealth doesn't last.

It's still the most solid to earn it yourself!

After slightly checking his net worth, Luo Chen planned where to go shopping later.

Dahefang has come with so many foreign cultivators, it is said that there are quite a few setting up stalls.

He also wants to see some characteristic cultivation resources from other places to see if they are of any help to him.

It can only be said that when a man has money, he has enough courage.

In the past, at this time, he would rush to purchase raw materials and go home to continue refining elixirs.

Not like now.

With his head held high, his gaze sweeping across the bustling loose cultivator market, Luo Chen had a sense of disdain as if everyone was a poor ghost.

However, when he fell on Old Daoist Chen Xiuping, his momentum was lowered by three points for no reason.

Seeing the other party packing up the stall, busy packing up a pile of bags and ropes.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, business is booming today, sold out so early."

"Hehe, how can I compare with Fellow Daoist Luo!"

Chen Xiuping mocked: "I'm busy day and night, but I only managed to make a few hundred talisman skins, selling for three or four hundred spirit stones. Fellow Daoist Luo hasn't been seen for half a month, and as soon as you come, you earn five or six hundred. I am far inferior to you, far inferior!"

In his words, why does it sound like he is mocking me?

Luo Chen gritted his teeth, took out fifty low-grade spirit stones in pain, put them in a small cloth bag, and handed them to Chen Xiuping.

"Little Luo's cultivation path is difficult, thank you Uncle Chen for your support."

Although his heart was in pain, his words were at least sincere.

The fifty spirit stones Old Daoist Chen lent him back then did indeed play a decisive role at the beginning of his alchemy career.

At that time, his Zhongmiao Pills were still in the introductory stage, and the failure rate was extremely high.

It was all thanks to the spirit stone loan supported by Old Daoist Chen that he survived the most difficult period.

Taking the small cloth bag and feeling the heavy weight, Chen Xiuping was also silent for a while.

This kind of silent, affectionate appearance (caused by staying up late to make talisman skins) made Luo Chen a little uneasy.

Uncle Chen, don't be so sentimental!

I can't afford it!

But unexpectedly, Chen Xiuping sighed and said something that Luo Chen didn't expect.

"We are leaving."

"Ah!"

Luo Chen was stunned, "Where are you going?"

Chen Xiuping kindly touched his granddaughter Chen Shuyi's head, "We are going to the Shenfu Region with the cultivators of the Shenfu Pavilion in a month."

Looking at the old and the young, a guess came to his mind.

Luo Chen couldn't help but say: "Has Little Shuyi been accepted into the Shenfu Sect?"

"Brother Luo Chen, not yet. But Shuyi is very confident that she can pass the trial!" Chen Shuyi raised her head, her innocent face full of the confidence of a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger.

Chen Xiuping put away the miscellaneous bags and sat down on the bluestone slab.

"Indeed not yet, but I have already discussed it with the familiar Shenfu Pavilion cultivators. This time when they return to the sect, they will take me and Little Shuyi with them."

"Next year!"

"Next year is the day the Shenfu Pavilion opens its mountain gate to accept disciples. Shuyi is only thirteen years old now, has spiritual roots, and also has the basic knowledge of talisman making that I taught her personally. She has a high probability of passing the introductory test."

A few words, but more or less carried sighs and emotions.

Luo Chen stood in front of him, also feeling quite emotional for a while.

He has had a hard time over the years, and Old Daoist Chen is no exception.

Don't look at Old Daoist Chen earning more than him before, but in reality, he still has to raise a little granddaughter to cultivate and teach her to learn basic knowledge of talisman making.

Learning the four arts of cultivation is a bottomless pit.

Generally, only large forces will cultivate newcomers. Old Daoist Chen is doing this kind of thing at the sixth level of Qi Refining, so you can imagine how difficult it is.

Not only that, Old Daoist Chen also has to save enough spirit stones from his teeth to support this long journey.

Just think about it, how long the journey will be from Dahefang, the most remote place in the Yuding Region, across the Tianfan Region and the Yaowang Region, to the Shenfu Region.

Ordinary Qi Refining cultivators might not go on such a long journey in their entire lives.

Old Daoist Chen can make the Shenfu Pavilion cultivators in Dahefang agree to take them, the grandfather and granddaughter, together, which probably also requires stuffing a large sum of money.

And this is just the first expense.

The expenses after setting off, and the expenses of surviving for a year after arriving in the Shenfu Region.

Even if Little Shuyi fails to enter the sect, how will they live. If she succeeds, will she continue to support Little Shuyi, all of which must be considered.

Just thinking about it, the number of spirit stones needed for these expenses is huge.

Even if Luo Chen can earn spirit stones again, he can't earn that amount in a short time.

And all of those were earned and saved by Old Daoist Chen bit by bit.

In the bustling market, in front of the empty bluestone stall.

Old, young, and young, the three were speechless.

Chen Xiuping and Luo Chen were immersed in the hardships of the past, feeling emotional, while Chen Shuyi was full of longing for the future.

"This bluestone slab was moved back from the mountains by me back then, just to distinguish it from those loose cultivators setting up stalls, so as to highlight that this stall is different."

"After I leave, you go to the Yuding Sword Pavilion market management office and change the name of this stall!"

"I'll give you this bluestone slab too."

"Of course, from now on, you will have to pay a full spirit stone stall fee every month."

Speaking of the back, Old Daoist Chen smiled softly.

Luo Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at the polished stone slab, and took a deep breath.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, parting today is not a life-and-death separation, why be so sentimental?"

"Go, let the mid-stage Qi Refining great cultivator Luo Chen set up a farewell banquet for you!"

Chen Xiuping was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something.

Stroking his beard, he laughed.

"Then I have to slaughter you well!"

Luo Chen waved his hand, "It's just some spirit stones, just go to the Zhong Ding Family to set up a banquet, I'll treat today!"

"Don't worry about the road ahead without a bosom friend, who in the world doesn't know you."

"Well said, I, Chen Xiuping, don't have many friends in my life, you, Little Luo, count as one. Drink this cup, if you can't mix well in the future, just go to the Shenfu Sect, Little Shuyi will definitely be Foundation Establishment by then, she will naturally take care of you."

"Heh, look down on people, how do you know I can't Foundation Establishment."

"Forget it, your spiritual root aptitude is not as good as mine."

"Say it again? Say it again and you pay the bill for this meal!"

"Fellow Daoist has the appearance of Core Formation, it's my eyes that are clumsy."

In the afternoon, Luo Chen bid farewell to the old and the young and walked home alone.

His expression was grimacing.

"Profiteer, dog days, all profiteers!"

"It's just a set meal for two, plus a pot of wine and two plates of meat, and they dare to ask for fifty spirit stones."

"Who told me that the Zhong Ding Family doesn't make money? Their Yuding Sword Sect, they made a fortune!"

Muttering and walking, Luo Chen's brows suddenly wrinkled.

His pace remained unchanged, he didn't look back, and when passing a corner, a small pangolin puppet nimbly fell to the ground and drilled into the shadows.

Behind him, two figures followed unhurriedly.