Chapter 49: The Generous Gift of Alchemist Zhang Cheng, and Traces of Demonic Cultivators

"Alright, Uncle Zhang, I understand. I will take this pill cauldron."

Zhou Sui thought it over carefully and made his decision immediately.

After all, he happened to be lacking a pill cauldron right now, and a first-tier high-grade one at that; this would save him the time of having to go out and buy one, while also avoiding the trouble of going out.

Plus, the price was very cheap, making it a win-win situation.

"That's great, that is truly great."

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng looked at Zhou Sui with great gratitude; he had not expected this nephew to truly be willing to purchase his pill cauldron.

To be honest, he had only been trying his luck.

After all, Zhou Sui was not an alchemist, so even if he bought this pill cauldron, it would not be of much use; at most, he would just resell it.

The reason he came to find Zhou Sui instead of choosing to sell it elsewhere was because he was worried about being coveted by other cultivators and being assassinated by Robber Cultivators.

But Zhou Sui was different; they were neighbors who knew each other well and had been acquainted for many years.

Even if he sold it to him, others would not know that he had come into a massive sum of five thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones.

This could also avoid the covetous eyes of Robber Cultivators.

Therefore, he chose to sell it at a low price for the sake of safety; he didn't care if the price was a little lower.

Miyun City was so chaotic right now that one could not be too cautious.

"By the way, I also have a copy of my years of alchemy insights, as well as an Alchemy Inheritance I obtained when I was young. I will gift them to you now; I hope your future path of the Dao goes further than mine."

Zhang Cheng thought for a moment and took out several Inheritance Jade Slips from his person; these could be considered his trump cards.

He knew that the reason his nephew was willing to spend a large sum of money to buy the pill cauldron was likely due to their years of friendship.

As an uncle, to have to rely on his nephew's pity to survive was truly too shameful.

That was why he decided to give everything he had.

"Uncle Zhang, this gift of yours is truly too heavy."

Seeing this, Zhou Sui was stunned. He had not expected Zhang Cheng to be so generous. Previously, quite a few cultivators had hoped to obtain Zhang Cheng's alchemy insights and were even willing to pay a high price, but they had all been rejected by Zhang Cheng.

After all, as a Loose Cultivator, Zhang Cheng had managed to become a Mid-grade Alchemist without any help from sects or clans; one could imagine how powerful this inheritance was.

If it weren't for Zhang Cheng being proud and unwilling to marry into a family, perhaps with the help of other cultivator clans, he might have had a chance to become a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Now, the other party was actually willing to take this inheritance out.

"Nephew, don't feel embarrassed. I no longer have the heart for the path of the Dao, so these things are of no great use to me anymore. It is better to hand them over to someone who can use them."

Zhang Cheng said very magnanimously.

If it were before he had been poisoned, no matter how much money others spent, they would never have gotten the Alchemy Inheritance from him, but ever since he was poisoned and experienced the fickleness of the world,

he had seen through everything.

A mere inheritance—what did it matter compared to his own life?

"Since that is the case, then thank you, Uncle Zhang."

Zhou Sui nodded. He was not one to be overly modest; after all, he did indeed need more alchemy knowledge so that he could improve his own alchemy level faster.

However, he still gave an extra two thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones as the price for purchasing this inheritance.

After all, for him, relying on the sale of Spirit Wine, he had far too many Spirit Stones on him now; a mere few thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones were nothing at all.

After receiving Zhou Sui's seven thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones, Zhang Cheng was immediately filled with gratitude. With so many Spirit Stones, plus his previous savings, purchasing a High-grade Detoxification Pill would be no problem at all.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered something and whispered to Zhou Sui: "Nephew, since it has come to this, I have something I need to remind you of. Perhaps Miyun City is not looking good recently; you need to prepare in advance."

"Miyun City is not looking good? What exactly does that mean?"

Zhou Sui narrowed his eyes.

"Perhaps you don't know while living inside Miyun City, but outside the city, it is a bloodbath. In the Loose Cultivator Market outside, basically every night, some Loose Cultivators die."

"Previously, our neighbors Daoist Zhao, Daoist Liu, Daoist Huang, and others all died tragically at the hands of Robber Cultivators."

"Many people suspect that perhaps the other party is not just as simple as Robber Cultivators, but might also be Demonic Cultivators."

Zhang Cheng said with a very grave expression.

"Demonic Cultivators? Is this matter true? Could the Xianxia Sect just let Demonic Cultivators in?"

Zhou Sui could not help but think of that mysterious new neighbor, Xu Tianze.

He was also secretly shocked in his heart. Although he had long known that living in the Loose Cultivator Market would definitely be dangerous, he had not expected that in just a few months, so many of his original neighbors would have died.

Fortunately, he had always stayed inside Miyun City.

Although robbery incidents occasionally occurred in Miyun City, overall, it was much safer than the wilderness.

"Heh, the Cloud Mist Mountain Range is so vast; no matter how powerful the Xianxia Sect is, can they really stop every cultivator?"

"Moreover, Demonic Cultivators won't say they are Demonic Cultivators in front of everyone. They will disguise themselves as ordinary Loose Cultivators, and even the Xianxia Sect cannot detect them."

"In fact, it's not just the Loose Cultivator Market that is having trouble; even the Red Gold Mine has had issues. Many miners have died in the mine, and it is rumored that it might also be the work of Demonic Cultivators."

Zhang Cheng sneered.

"Could it be that some Demonic Sect intends to make a move against the Xianxia Sect?"

Zhou Sui thought of this possibility immediately.

"Not sure, but there is a high probability."

Zhang Cheng said in a deep voice: "After all, the Xianxia Sect manages an area of ten thousand miles and has found many Spirit Stone Mines, causing ordinary Spirit Stones in our region to be not very valuable, and the cost of living is very high."

"This kind of thing has long caused dissatisfaction among many sects, and has even aroused the covetousness of Demonic Sects. Perhaps they have long wanted to deal with the Xianxia Sect, but just haven't found an excuse yet."

"But now, the Xianxia Sect has actually discovered another Red Gold Mine. If it is completely mined, the overall strength of the Xianxia Sect will be greatly improved, and those sects may not necessarily continue to tolerate it."

There is a saying: snakes have their paths, and rats have their holes.

Although he was just a Loose Cultivator, he also had his own channels; sometimes, many Loose Cultivators might even know more intelligence than those sect disciples.

"I have said all I can. Nephew, how you decide is up to you."

After saying these words, Zhang Cheng suddenly felt relieved; he felt that he had already done his utmost.

After all, this was top-secret information he had gone to great lengths to inquire about.

If the other party were not his neighbor of many years, he would never have spoken of it.

"Uncle Zhang, I understand."

Zhou Sui immediately revealed a look of realization; perhaps the reason Zhang Cheng suddenly decided to return to the secular world was not as simple as his path of the Dao being completely destroyed.

It was also because the current situation was unstable, which had given Zhang Cheng the idea to avoid the turmoil.

(End of this chapter)