Mortal Alchemy

The few were not overly sentimental people. After hearing Chen Ping's words, they dispersed to handle their respective affairs.

Chen Ping returned to his own cultivation site and packed up the spiritual plants.

The Treasure Seeking Ferret, having sensed Chen Ping's scent leaving Dongyue Mountain, scurried out to find him.

Fuguang Market Town had many Qi Refining families fishing, offering affordable prices. Chen Ping purchased a large quantity of spiritual fish meat, all for the Treasure Seeking Ferret to eat.

Having prepared these things, Chen Ping summoned his White Jade Flying Boat and headed to Mu Luofei's cultivation site.

Over the past decade, the Fang, Luo, Lin, and Han families had seen a significant increase in population.

They were not newly established families; they had rules and regulations, and displayed a vibrant and thriving atmosphere.

The four men boarded Chen Ping's White Jade Flying Boat, each seeing off seven or eight beautiful women, and a dozen children calling out 'Father, safe travels'.

This surprised Chen Ping somewhat: "You fellow disciples are truly blessed to have married so many wives."

Luo Chongzhi laughed heartily: "As the head of a family, one must produce offspring, so naturally, one must marry more wives and have more children. Only then will the family prosper."

Chen Ping nodded: "That makes sense."

The most intimate and trustworthy people are definitely one's own family.

Luo Chongzhi said: "Senior Brother, you have been alone for so many years. Now that your household is large and your business is booming, you should consider taking a wife or concubines, or else how will you manage everything?"

The other three didn't say anything; they couldn't interfere with Chen Ping and Mu Luofei's affairs.

After decades of interaction, they had a good understanding of Chen Ping and Mu Luofei's personalities.

The taciturn Lin Feixian quietly said: "If Senior Brother wants to take a concubine, he'll probably have to get past Senior Sister Mu first..."

Fang Xing and Han Tongbao nodded.

Chen Ping also felt a headache, but he didn't shy away from the topic: "It's true that I should take a few concubines."

He would have to talk to Mu Luofei about his affair with Mu Xingling later.

In his situation, he was practically a shining, diamond bachelor.

A direct disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator, a disciple of a major sect, and a Tier 2 alchemist, yet he didn't even have a single concubine, which was truly rare.

Chen Ping got down to business: "Fellow disciples, in the next three years, the Eastern Wasteland Immortal City will go to war with the Eastern Wasteland Demon Race. This war will last for ten to twenty years."

"When that time comes, prices will rise. After you go to Shattered Star Market, your first priority is to understand the price differences between the two places, and then help me keep an eye on Tier 2 spiritual plants."

This alone would be enough for Chen Ping and them to make a fortune.

The few people's breathing immediately became rapid.

"I do have a small foundation in Shattered Star Market, using the alias Rong Hai, and I've joined the local Loose Cultivator Alliance..."

He told them the more detailed situation.

As for warning them about rogue cultivators, he didn't mention it.

They were all smart people and knew their limits, and wouldn't do anything foolish that would embarrass Chen Ping.

The few people nodded solemnly.

Chen Ping said: "I'll take 20% of the business profits, and the remaining 80% will be for you fellow disciples to discuss among yourselves. I won't interfere too much."

"I don't have much spirit stones on me for the time being."

He took out dozens of bottles of hundred-year-old Foundation Establishment Pills, Mind Clearing Pills, Obstacle Removing Pills, and Soul Stabilizing Pills.

"Take these pills and sell them, as practice for you fellow disciples."

After explaining these things, Chen Ping stepped into the elegant room and began to refine pills.

The spiritual herbs on the spiritual vein had been completely consumed, but he couldn't let his cultivation stop there. He still had sixty portions of three-hundred-year-old Foundation Establishment Pills, which meant sixty furnaces of pills. Even if it was just mosquito meat, he couldn't waste it.

If he couldn't finish them all, he could sell them and exchange them for spirit stones.

Three days later, they arrived at Shattered Star Market. He led the four into the Sea Medicine Hall.

Nan Yun appeared, her eyes gleaming: "Fellow Daoist Chen, it's been over a year since we last met. This concubine has missed you dearly."

When Chen Ping was refining Foundation Establishment Pills on the island, he had her supply the materials. Their last meeting was over a year ago.

Chen Ping said: "There were some things that I had to take care of."

"These are my fellow disciples. They will be working in the Sea Medicine Hall from now on, taking care of matters on our side. I hope Fellow Daoist Nan Yun will take care of them."

Nan Yun gave a graceful bow: "This concubine is Nan Yun, greetings to you fellow Daoists."

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Nan Yun," Fang Xing, Luo Chongzhi, Han Tongbao, and Lin Feixian greeted with cupped hands.

Situ Ye appeared and bowed with cupped fists: "Greetings, Master!"

Chen Ping nodded slightly: "Take your fellow disciples to familiarize themselves with the Sea Medicine Hall and the situation in Shattered Star Market."

The group left, leaving only Chen Ping and Nan Yun.

Nan Yun's expression was somewhat unpleasant: "Fellow Daoist Chen, are you planning to usurp my position?"

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators were putting a lot of pressure on her.

Chen Ping slowly shook his head: "I have too many things to do and can't manage them all. My fellow disciples are handling some things on my behalf. They know their limits and won't make things difficult for Fellow Daoist Nan Yun."

"Besides, there aren't many people in the Sea Medicine Hall. With two more Foundation Establishment cultivators, the Sea Medicine Hall will be even stronger."

"Hmph!" Nan Yun snorted lightly: "Fellow Daoist Chen always has a good reason for everything."

"Alright," Chen Ping took out a Tier 2 Obstacle Breaking Pill and a few bottles of two-hundred-year-old Foundation Establishment Pills for Nan Yun.

Nan Yun immediately beamed with joy, her beautiful eyes staring at Chen Ping like spring water: "This concubine misunderstood."

Chen Ping said: "This Tier 2 Obstacle Breaking Pill is worth 10,000 spirit stones, and the Foundation Establishment Pills are worth 800 spirit stones per bottle."

Strictly speaking, these were all good things that one couldn't necessarily buy even with spirit stones.

This was the case in the Eastern Xuan Sect, and even more so in the Hao Jade Sea.

Nan Yun readily paid the money, and Chen Ping's wallet finally had some spirit stones.

He still had four Obstacle Breaking Pills, but he didn't plan to sell them all. At least not now. He wanted to slowly tease Nan Yun with them.

Chen Ping got down to business:

"Fellow Daoist Nan Yun, I won't be staying out for too long this time. Time is tight and the task is heavy. I need to go out to sea to find medicine."

He had eighteen Tier 2 spiritual plants on him and had to plant them as soon as possible so that Chen Ping could reap the rewards next year.

Nan Yun said resentfully:

"Fellow Daoist only remembers me when you need me."

Chen Ping's expression was indifferent: "This time, only Nan Yun and I need to go out to sea. We'll strive to return within a year."

Nan Yun's beautiful eyes flickered slightly. Returning within a year, how many medicines could they find? It seemed to be Chen Ping's secret, so she wouldn't inquire too much.

Chen Ping was using her, simply valuing her connections and abilities here.

Nan Yun accepted the pills and said with a smile, "It's up to Fellow Daoist. When do we depart?"

Chen Ping pondered: "The sooner the better."

Nan Yun said: "The earliest would be three days later. This concubine needs to go out and gather information."

"Alright," Chen Ping nodded: "Then we'll depart on time three days later."

Then, Nan Yun hurriedly left.

Three days later, Nan Yun returned, her expression somewhat tired: "Fellow Daoist Chen, which direction are we going to search for medicine?"

Chen Ping said:

"In the direction of Zhang Dingfeng Island."

Nan Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, if we go in that direction, we might run into trouble..."

This time, Chen Ping didn't need to pretend or hide his battle strength.

His face was indifferent and his voice was slightly cold: "It doesn't matter."

Then, the two of them boarded the White Jade Flying Boat and quickly set out to sea.