Seeking Immortality In The Cultivation World

Ge Dan Shi saw that he agreed and immediately took out two "Spirit Turtle Talismans" and pasted them on his body. He also pasted a "Divine Movement Talisman" on his thigh and threw a "Soul Replenishing Pill" into his mouth...

Lin Xiu looked at him, one hand holding a "Golden Sword Talisman," and smirked.

Dan Shi really does have money.

Just the two high-grade "Spirit Turtle Talismans" alone are worth three medium-grade Spirit Stones at the current skyrocketing market price.

After Ge Dan Shi made his preparations, he saw that Lin Xiu was motionless and asked in confusion, "Brother Lin, are you tight on funds recently? Should I lend you some pill talismans?"

Lin Xiu shook his head and lifted the outer lining of his robe!

Goodness,

Inside, it was densely covered with various medium-grade defensive talismans, probably dozens of them. The shining lights almost blinded Ge Dan Shi's eyes.

Ge Dan Shi raised his thumb,

"Brother Lin is indeed worthy of his reputation!"

"Likewise, likewise!"

Both of them were stingy. When there was no danger, neither of them wanted to activate the "Divine Movement Talisman," which was now worth more than twenty Spirit Stones. They could only quicken their pace and rush towards the center of the market.

However, when they reached an intersection, they both stopped simultaneously.

They were being watched!

Several faint and indistinct auras had been trailing behind them for a long time.

And the surrounding area of this intersection was densely forested, making it the perfect place for robbery.

They exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with fear. They couldn't escape what was coming!

They simultaneously activated the "Divine Movement Talisman" and rushed forward like quails with their tails on fire!

As long as they could rush past before being surrounded, the road behind the woods would lead directly to the center of the market, where the patrol team of the Hall of Stewards was located.

But it was too late.

"Fellow Daoist, please stop!"

A figure appeared in the middle of the road, blocking their way. A bright blue magic bead floated above his palm.

Sixth level of Qi Refining!

Behind him were two fifth-level Qi Refining cultivators!

Lin Xiu regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. Greed is truly harmful!

Although these three people were also at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, their cultivation level was one or two grades higher than theirs. It seemed that there was no chance to turn the situation around.

However, they had always heard terrifying stories of people being robbed and killed, but when they actually faced it, they found that these few guys seemed to be novices...

They just stood there on the main road, as if they were bandits collecting tolls.

Truly, they were adorable!

If it were experienced veterans, under a surprise attack, the two of them would have already been lying on the ground by now.

Just as the leader was about to say, "Leave your storage bags, and we'll..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Xiu threw dozens of "Golden Sword Talismans" at them.

"Ge Dan Shi, throw them too!"

Ge Dan Shi was still in a daze, but upon hearing this, he seemed to have found his backbone and randomly threw the talismans in his hand.

Then, he reached into his waist storage bag and grabbed a handful of pills, scattering them around.

Who said that alchemists could only refine pills to be consumed? When these pills were thrown out, they were like a pile of hand grenades exploding with a deafening bang.

First-grade high-grade "Flame Pill," its power was much stronger than a high-explosive hand grenade!

Even a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator would be thrown into chaos if they weren't careful, let alone these three fledgling bandits?

The opponents completely didn't expect that their targets for robbery were talisman masters and alchemists. Moreover, they dared to take action despite being at a disadvantage. They were thrown into disarray by the "Golden Sword Talismans" and "Flame Pills."

As they dodged and had already made up their minds to crush these two guys who didn't understand the principles of immortality, three rays of spiritual light flew from Lin Xiu's hand towards the sky above their heads.

"What's this again?"

"Bang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

Three thunderous sounds comparable to thunder echoed in the air!

"Oh no, it's the distress signal 'Golden Gong Talisman'!"

After all, these people were robbing for the first time, and their mental resilience was not high to begin with.

At this moment, they saw someone on the opposite side holding a large handful of 'Flame Pills', while another person held a stack of 'Golden Sword Talismans'. They also thought about the patrol team from the Ministry of Stewards that could arrive in an instant upon hearing the 'Golden Gong Talisman'...

After exchanging glances, they gave Lin Xiu and the others a fierce look, then turned around and quickly fled the scene.

The alchemist and the talisman master let out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

Then, Ge Dan, in pain, grimaced as his bony buttocks happened to sit on a sharp piece of gravel.

Lin Xiu, on the other hand, didn't mind. After spending a long time snuggling with his wife in bed, he had already trained his buttocks to be firm and plump, like a cushion.

"My high-grade 'Flame Pills'!"

Ge Dan was no longer concerned about his sore buttocks; his heart ached more.

He had recently been promoted to a high-grade alchemist.

In the panic just now, he only thought about saving his life and threw out about thirty 'Flame Pills', which only Foundation Building stage cultivators would be willing to play with.

Nowadays, there aren't many of these things on the market that use pills as explosives. He refined them because the materials were cheaper than other pills.

Although high-grade attack talismans were valuable, their prices had skyrocketed to around eighty to ninety spirit stones.

This time, he had essentially thrown away nearly thirty medium-grade spirit stones just to make a sound.

Looking at the alchemist in despair, Lin Xiu suddenly didn't care about his 'Golden Sword Talismans' or the protective talismans covering his body.

It was only about forty of them, after all.

It was only eight medium-grade spirit stones...

He clutched his chest,

Why did he feel a little uncomfortable in his heart?

After comforting each other for a while, they noticed that the doors of the surrounding houses were tightly closed, and not a single person stuck their head out. The patrol team seemed to be nonexistent.

"These damn bastards, they really don't see us Independent Cultivators living on the outskirts as human beings!"

Ge Dan cursed loudly.

After calming their bleeding hearts, the two of them had no choice but to continue walking forward.

Fortunately, they made it safely all the way and finally stepped onto the bustling main street of the market.

Ge Dan waved goodbye with tears in his eyes and headed straight for the "Treasure Pavilion". He still had dozens of 'Flame Pills' left, and selling them to the Qian family's shop would be a loss.

Lin Xiu couldn't help but envy him. This was the treatment of a high-grade alchemist; the "Treasure Pavilion" didn't even accept anything below medium-grade.

He chose the Qian family's shop because they were old acquaintances, and the price could be negotiated.

As soon as the shopkeeper Qian saw him, he smiled from ear to ear.

This person who had only been buying materials and not selling talismans for the past few months probably had accumulated a huge quantity.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I admire you greatly. I was wondering what your intention was when you only bought materials but didn't sell anything, and now I finally understand!"

Lin Xiu smiled faintly, "It's just luck. I took a small gamble on the market price of talismans. I wonder what the current price is for a first-grade medium-grade talisman..."

"The current market price is twenty-two low-grade spirit stones, but most of them are being sold at twenty-one. Since we have a long-standing relationship, I'll buy them for eighteen each. If the quantity is large, I can add one more stone to the price. What do you think?"

Lin Xiu quickly calculated in his mind and nodded.

"Fair enough, that's seven hundred and fifty pieces!"

After saying that, he piled up a thick stack of talismans with various attributes on the counter.

Now that he had reached a nearly forty percent success rate in refining medium-grade talismans, and subtracting the few dozen he lost on the way, most of them were here.

The shopkeeper Qian gasped.

It wasn't that he hadn't seen large-scale transactions before, but it was because a first-grade medium-grade talismanist like Lin Xiu could calmly wait for the right price in the current period of soaring prices and sell them all at once.

This calmness made him look at Lin Xiu with higher regard.

"If this person doesn't die prematurely, he will become someone important in this Ping'an Market in the future!"