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Walking on the busy streets, Shi Yue had no interest in shopping. All he could think about was how to get rid of the stalker behind him.

Logically speaking, it should be difficult to track him after he changed his face and clothes many times, but the other party seemed to be well prepared, as if he knew where he would stay and waited there in advance.

"Daoyou Zhao, I don't know if it's convenient for you. We want to talk to you about something." A man's voice came from the front.

A burly middle-aged man was standing in front of Shi Yue, looking at him with a smile on his face.

The middle-aged man had a faint smell of wine on his body, and he had the cultivation level of the twelfth level of Qi Refining.

"Who are you?" Shi Yue looked up and down at the middle-aged man and asked curiously.

"I am Fang De, the shopkeeper of Thyme. The one following you is my son Fang Yuan. We have no ill intentions, father and son, but we just want to talk to you about something." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Talk about business?" Shi Yue frowned, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

"Great, Daoist Zhao, please come this way." Fang De's face lit up, and he made a gesture of invitation.

A quarter of an hour later, Shi Yue and Fang De and his son appeared in a private room, drinking tea and chatting.

"There is no one else here, Daoist Fang, just say whatever you want to say!" Shi Yue said indifferently.

If Shi Yue hadn't been careful, Fang Yuan might have followed him to Taixu Inn. It was good that he didn't lose his temper.

"Daoist Zhao, please don't blame me. We, father and son, have no ill intentions. We just want to buy some Baixiang Spirit Wine from Daoist Zhao. We want all the Baixiang Spirit Wine that Daoist Zhao has." Fang De said seriously.

"All? I'm afraid Daoist Fang wants the recipe of Baixiang Spirit Wine!" Shi Yue chuckled and said meaningfully.

"We want Baixiang Spirit Wine and the formula. I am willing to pay three thousand spirit stones to buy the formula of Baixiang Spirit Wine. What do you think, Brother Zhao?"

After hearing this, Shi Yue showed a thoughtful expression on his face.

He originally planned to sell the formula of Baixiang Spirit Wine to Li Tong of Jinxin Trading Company, and then change his identity to sell all the Baixiang Spirit Wine to Li Tong, but now it seems that it is safer to sell it to Fang De and his son.

Thyme is a century-old store in Xianyuan City. If the formula is sold to them, they will never sell it to others. The most important thing is that Fang De and his son should not know his identity. At most, they know that he knows how to disguise himself.

"To be honest with Brother Fang, I bought this formula from someone else. I spent five thousand spirit stones at that time. Now I sell it for three thousand spirit stones. I am losing money." Shi Yue pondered for a while and shook his head.

"Five thousand spirit stones? Fellow Daoist Zhao, your price is too high. Besides, you also said that this formula is not unique to you. Five thousand spirit stones is too expensive." Fang Yuan frowned and said.

"Can I understand that I can sell the formula to you and to others at the same time?" Shi Yue said with a strange look on his face.

"Even if we don't let Fellow Daoist Zhao sell it to others, won't Fellow Daoist Zhao sell it to others?" Fang De said with a smile.

Shi Yue nodded and said, "I understand. In this case, I can give you the formula, but Fellow Daoist Fang needs to answer me a question truthfully. How did you track me?"

After hearing this, Fang Yuan turned his head and looked at Fang De, who nodded at him.

"To be honest with you, we noticed you a few days ago. However, you set up your stall at irregular times, so we couldn't get in touch with you. We could only follow you. This scent-seeking rat is very sensitive to smells. I let it smell the scent of Baixiang Spirit Wine, and then I was able to track you. But Zhao's disguise skills are really great. If I hadn't raised a scent-seeking rat, I wouldn't have been able to follow you." Fang Yuan took out a palm-sized white rat from the spirit beast bag and explained word by word.

"Even if I have the scent of Baixiang Spirit Wine, the buyer does too! Why did you follow me? If you don't explain clearly, I'm afraid I won't trade with you." Shi Yue said coldly.

"Every time Daoist Zhao sells Baixiang Spirit Wine, he will find an inn to change his clothes and appearance. There are only a dozen inns in Xianyuan City. I waited for several days before I tracked Daoist Zhao's whereabouts. Please don't blame me, Daoist Zhao." Fang Yuan said apologetically.

"Humph, if you were me, would you not be angry?" Shi Yue snorted and said unhappily.

"Daoist Zhao, don't be angry. We have no choice but to do this. Otherwise, we would never resort to such a desperate measure. How about this! We will pay 3,000 spirit stones to buy the formula, 150 spirit stones per catty, and buy Daoist Zhao's Baixiang Spirit Wine. What do you think?" Fang De smiled embarrassedly and asked sincerely.

"I only have ten catties of Baixiang Spirit Wine left, so I will sell it all to you! Including the formula, the total is 4,500 spirit stones." Shi Yue said as he took out a large wine jar and a jade slip from his storage bag.

It takes a full year for Baixiang Lingjiu to ferment. Even if they sell the recipe, it would be difficult for them to produce it in large quantities in a short period of time. By the time they produce it in large quantities, Shi Yue has already left Xianyuan City.

Fang De checked the contents of the jade slip, his face lit up, and he happily paid the spirit stones.

"I don't have any Baixiang Spirit Wine on me anymore. I hope you two fellow Taoists won't follow me anymore, otherwise it will be bad if you misunderstand me." Shi Yue said coldly, and then he walked out quickly.

"Dad, look..." Fang Yuan looked at Shi Yue's departing back and asked in a low voice.

"We have the formula, what else are we looking at? We are legitimate merchants selling spirit wine, not evil cultivators who kill and rob. Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth, this is our ancestral precept, do you understand?" Fang De rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

"Got it." Fang Yuan nodded.

After leaving the teahouse, Shi Yue walked around the street for a few times, and after confirming that no one was following him, he walked into an inn.

After closing the door, Shi Yue entered the Palm of Heaven Space.

As soon as he entered the Palm of Heaven Space, Xiaoyaozi's voice suddenly sounded:

"Hey, Shi Xiaozi, your identity was almost exposed today. It seems that a disguise technique is not enough for you. I have a recipe for a pill called Demon Face Pill. This pill can enhance the user's aura, making it impossible for people to see the user's true cultivation level, and it can also cover up the smell on the body. If you can refine this pill, you can pretend to be a high-level cultivator to sell spirit wine, or you can use it to scare people. Ten thousand spirit stones, isn't this a good price?"