Staying In The World Of Cultivation

Chapter 19: Meeting is Fate

The next morning, the sun had just risen.

The Little Sun District was shrouded in a layer of light mist, obscuring the surrounding shantytown in a vague haze.

Su Fan, who had just finished practicing the Primordial Origin Technique, went to the kitchen.

He uncovered the iron pot on the stove, and steam rose up.

He took out a large porcelain basin from the pot, filled with oily soy sauce meat, neatly arranged on top of the Spirit Rice.

This large basin of Spirit Rice could replace five bowls from before, plus over a pound of soy sauce meat.

Now, Su Fan's meal could easily surpass several meals of others, and maybe even more.

There's no way around it, the appetite of a body cultivator is naturally large.

After achieving the Thunder Dao Body, his appetite increased once again, making him no different from a rice bucket.

If this were before, he really couldn't afford to feed himself.

Su Fan held the porcelain basin and went to the hall.

The soy sauce meat, steamed by the hot air, had already fully blended with the Spirit Rice.

He scooped up a mouthful of Spirit Rice, then picked up a piece of soy sauce meat, and paired it with flavorful pickled vegetables.

That taste, even a deity wouldn't trade it for anything.

Damn it, if only he could bring out those jars of pickled vegetables from the courtyard.

After finishing breakfast, Su Fan left home.

He walked into a nearby secluded alley and arrived at a dilapidated courtyard, opening the door and entering the house.

After a while, the door of the neighboring courtyard opened, and an ordinary-looking middle-aged man walked out.

This was Su Fan's other identity.

He had rented both courtyards and often appeared in the market in his current appearance, buying and selling various cultivation resources.

Because the conflict between immortals and demons had ended, the prices of various cultivation resources had greatly decreased, so Su Fan wanted to stock up on some things.

This situation definitely wouldn't last long.

The prices of various cultivation materials would eventually return to normal.

He couldn't just sit on the spirit stones either.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, if he didn't stock up on some things, it would be against the natural order.

After selling off the spoils in his hands one by one, he had over 1,800 spirit stones.

Originally, he wanted to buy some High Grade talismans, but the prices had always been high.

So he hadn't made a move yet, waiting for this opportunity.

After observing for a few days, feeling that this wave of market trends had dropped enough, he decided to start shopping.

Su Fan went to the market and found a place to change into a hooded cloak.

He wandered around the flea market for a while, then quietly started trading.

Su Fan's target was various talismans.

As a talisman master himself, it was only natural for him to set up a stall and sell talismans.

Su Fan only accepted Middle Grade talismans, especially protective talismans.

Talismans like the Diamond Talisman, Golden Shield Talisman, Wooden Armor Talisman, Earth Armor Talisman, and others that were usually popular, he would buy as many as he could.

Next were attack talismans, which he would also purchase selectively.

Talismans like the Fireball Talisman, Water Dragon Talisman, Wind Blade Talisman, Earth Spike Talisman, Golden Cone Talisman, Rolling Stone Talisman, and others with powerful attack capabilities, he would also buy in large quantities.

Lastly, there were some auxiliary talismans.

Talismans like the Gravity Talisman, Quicksand Talisman, Entangling Talisman, Earth Prison Talisman, Light Body Talisman, Exorcism Talisman, and Evil Suppression Talisman, which were more practical, he would bargain hard for them. If the price was low enough, he would buy them.

Now the market has gone crazy. Before the war, a Diamond Talisman would cost at least eight spirit stones, but now it can be bought for four spirit stones.

This situation is a typical case of oversupply, causing short-term abnormal market fluctuations.

Independent cultivators also understand this principle, but seeing others exchanging their unused resources for spirit stones, who would have the patience to wait?

Su Fan certainly wouldn't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He spent over a thousand spirit stones and stocked up on hundreds of Middle Grade talismans of various kinds.

With so many Middle Grade talismans, it would be enough for him to sell for two years.

And the profit is nearly double, even if he can draw these talismans himself, he can't earn as much.

Not to mention that drawing talismans takes time and effort, if the profit doesn't come up, it's definitely not worth it.

Su Fan took this opportunity to buy a lot of talisman paper, talisman skin, and talisman ink, at a price that was about 20% lower.

And he also got lucky and picked up a High Grade talisman pen.

Maybe it was loot from the stall owner in the Qin Kingdom, who knows the value of this talisman pen, anyway, he only spent less than one hundred and twenty spirit stones, not much different from picking it up for free.

Not only that, he also bought a lot of High Grade talismans from several of the largest shops in the market.

Last time he escaped the pursuit of the female cultivator from the Demon Sect, the "Earth Escape Talisman" played a crucial role.

Now the price has dropped by thirty percent compared to before the war, and he bought three at once.

There are also "Invisibility and Concealment Talisman", "Ice Needle Arrow Rain Talisman", "Heavenly Thunder Suppressing Evil Talisman", "Taiyi Golden Sword Talisman", "Five Elements Spirit Armor Talisman", "Nine Dragons Divine Fire Talisman", "Taiyi Golden Knife Talisman", he bought two of each.

He also bought a lot of High Grade auxiliary talismans such as "Forbidden Law Talisman" and "Binding Talisman".

The shops don't sell Rank Two talismans, but if they did, he could buy them too.

After a big shopping spree, Su Fan spent all the remaining spirit stones except for two hundred, which he kept as emergency funds.

He can draw Low Grade talismans himself, so he didn't buy any.

Su Fan returned home satisfied after shopping in the market, took out the High Grade talismans, and looked at them one by one.

At least until he breaks through to the Qi Refining Late Stage, he won't sell these talismans, they are his life-saving capital for the future.

Next, Su Fan sorted the collected talismans into categories.

When the market recovers, he will put them on display at his stall, with slightly lower prices than others.

Anyway, he got them cheap, so he can make as much profit as possible.

For the next year or two, he doesn't have to worry about the source of goods and can focus on practicing.

A few days later, Su Fan came to the market again, and the market was still bustling with people.

He put a few Low Grade auxiliary talismans on display, then sat on a stool and started reading an ancient book.

Business was very slow today, even though the prices of talismans were already at a loss, no one was interested.

Su Fan didn't care about his business at all.

If it weren't for being a talisman master, he would rather stay at home every day.

At this moment, a cultivator in his thirties walked past his stall and casually glanced at him before stopping and turning back to Su Fan's stall.

Su Fan was engrossed in reading the ancient book and didn't pay any attention to the other person.

Whether he buys or not, if he doesn't buy, he can just leave.

"Why are you selling talismans here?"

After hearing the other person's words, Su Fan was stunned.

Who the hell are you? It's none of your business whether I sell talismans or not.

Although he thought so in his heart, he put down the book and gave the other person a faint smile.

"Ah... life forced me to..."

The other person nodded after hearing that and said, "Body cultivators do have a hard time..."

Su Fan was immediately annoyed. Who is this guy? How could he possibly know that he is a body cultivator?

His current appearance looks like he's suffering from a serious illness, how does he look like a body cultivator?

Su Fan couldn't help but raise his head and carefully observe the cultivator in front of him.

The other person was in his thirties, tall and slim, with a thin face and a sense of desolation.

Wearing an old gray robe, it's hard to tell how long it has been worn, the edges and corners have already turned white from washing.

He carried a long sword on his back, the scabbard tightly wrapped in cloth strips, the hilt exposed outside the scabbard, worn and dilapidated.

"Sword cultivator..."

Su Fan was a little confused, he was sure that he didn't know this person.

And he couldn't see through the other person's strength, he only felt a sharp aura coming towards him.

He coughed lightly and then said, "Senior, who are you..."

Jian Xiu nodded and then squatted down, picking up the talismans on the stall and examining them one by one.

"The talismans are well drawn, not like something from an amateur..."

Su Fan couldn't say anything and nodded in surprise.

"That day, what was the purple electric light on your sword all about?"

After hearing the other person's words, Su Fan's head exploded.

He already knew who the person in front of him was, it was Ye Tianhe, the sword cultivator who had battled the demonic sect female cultivator.

But he had already changed his appearance, adjusted his posture, and even used the "Void Spirit Law". How did the other person recognize him?

Seeing Su Fan's panicked expression, Ye Tianhe smiled.

"Don't be nervous, it's because of my cultivation technique. Besides me, no one should be able to recognize you."

Instead of feeling relieved, Su Fan became even more nervous.

He couldn't set up his stall here anymore.

He smiled at Ye Tianhe and started to pack up.

He picked up the tattered bag and bowed to the other person, then turned around to leave.

"In the past few months, I've been in the Little Sun District. If you encounter any trouble, you can find me. Just ask any disciple of the Azure Mystery Sect and they'll be able to find me."

Su Fan stopped in his tracks. If he revealed his own situation here after being here for a few months, what would happen?

Thinking of this, he turned around and bowed.

"Elder, it's fate that we meet. Let me invite you for a drink."

Ye Tianhe was taken aback and almost burst out laughing.

Where did this little cultivator get the courage to invite him, a sword maniac, for a drink?

Although sword cultivators were powerful, they were mostly straightforward in nature and few people were willing to interact with them.

That day, when he fought against Gu Qinghuan of the Ghost King Sect, Ye Tianhe witnessed Su Fan killing the zombie demonic cultivator, which piqued his interest in him.

He had originally wanted to refuse, but after experiencing the battle between immortals and demons, there was nothing else to do in the Little Sun District besides practicing swordsmanship.

Ye Tianhe thought for a moment and nodded involuntarily, saying, "Alright..."

Su Fan and Ye Tianhe left the market and arrived at the main street of the district.

The Little Sun District was no longer what it used to be, with bustling shops lining the north and south main streets.

The several restaurants in the district were also thriving, crowded with people.

Ye Tianhe stood in front of a restaurant and frowned as he looked at the bustling scene inside.

Su Fan immediately understood. It was said that these sword maniacs were quite difficult to serve.

He tentatively asked, "Elder, how about we go to my place and make a few dishes for ourselves?"

Ye Tianhe turned his head, glanced at Su Fan, and nodded.

He felt that this little independent cultivator was quite interesting. He had never encountered someone like him before.

With someone else, Su Fan wouldn't dare to bring them home.

But a sword maniac would definitely be fine.

As a sword cultivator, one must be fearless.

If a sword cultivator had twisted and evil thoughts, then their sword would be in vain.

Seeing that Ye Tianhe agreed, Su Fan bought some ingredients in the district.

He then went to another restaurant and reluctantly bought a bottle of spirit wine.

They called it spirit wine, but it was actually just a tax on intelligence. It didn't have much spiritual energy.

The worst kind even dared to ask for ten spirit stones.

Of course, there were real spirit wines, but they were extremely expensive.

These spirit wines were just for fooling around with the disciples of the sects who liked to show off. In reality, they were no different from the bars and nightclubs of his previous life.

Su Fan busily ran around the district, deliberately keeping a certain distance from Ye Tianhe.

Ye Tianhe, on the other hand, strolled leisurely not far behind him.

Watching Su Fan haggle with the shopkeepers over a few coins, it was quite interesting.

He had entered the sect at a young age and had always been accompanied by his sword.

In these years, besides practicing swordsmanship, I have been killing people.

It's the first time it feels so down-to-earth like today, everything feels quite novel.

After Su Fan finished purchasing ingredients, he didn't speak to Ye Tianhe and went straight out of the market.

It wasn't until he arrived at the doorstep of his house that he turned around.

Seeing Ye Tianhe following behind, he then opened the gate of the small courtyard.

The two entered the yard, and Ye Tianhe looked around before following Su Fan into the house.

Su Fan took off his cotton robe, revealing the "Pure Treasure Robe" underneath.

Ye Tianhe glanced at it and almost burst out laughing. He had never seen anyone wear a High Grade Daoist robe underneath.

But he didn't have any covetous thoughts either. In the eyes of a sword cultivator, besides the sword, they didn't care about other worldly possessions.

"Senior, please have a seat for a while. I'll go weigh a few dishes."

After Su Fan finished speaking, he didn't pay any attention to the other person and went straight into the kitchen to busy himself.

Ye Tianhe looked around each room and then found a place to sit in the hall, taking out an ancient book to read.

He was someone who rarely interacted with others on a daily basis, but he quite liked Su Fan's way of getting along.

Just as Ye Tianhe was engrossed in reading, he saw Su Fan coming in with two plates of food.

"Senior, the dishes are ready..."

Ye Tianhe nodded and put away the book.

Su Fan quickly prepared a few small dishes and placed them on the Eight Immortals table, pouring spirit wine for Ye Tianhe.

"Senior, I toast to you..."

He raised the cup and drank it, then rolled up his sleeve, revealing the crimson ghost face tattoo.

Ye Tianhe glanced at it and said, "Is this the mark left by that witch?"

After saying that, he chuckled.

"Gu Qinghuan of the Ghost King Sect, she is a notorious witch in the entire Yong State. What did you do to offend her?"

Su Fan wore a bitter expression and said, "Sigh... it's a long story..."

Ye Tianhe wasn't that curious and didn't ask for the reason.

"Ghost King Sect is far away in the Qin Kingdom, why are you afraid of her?"

Su Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, do you think that Ghost King Sect infiltrating the Chu Kingdom and destroying the markets and mines of five sects overnight would go unnoticed?"

Ye Tianhe furrowed his brows and said, "Are you saying that there are people from the demonic sect in the markets?"

Su Fan nodded and said, "I won't hide it from you, that woman holds a grudge against me. Before leaving, she even left me with a curse. With the methods of the demonic sect, it wouldn't be difficult for them to find me."

Ye Tianhe took out a small sword from his storage bag and handed it to Su Fan.

"Take this. If someone from the demonic sect comes looking for you, crush it."

Su Fan wore a pained expression and said, "Senior, if you leave in a few months, who should I turn to? I'll have to change my appearance and pretend to be someone else, just to avoid the demonic sect finding me."

Ye Tianhe's eyes immediately lit up, excitedly saying, "You want to lure them out and capture them all in one fell swoop, then I..."

Before he could finish, Su Fan quickly waved his hand.

What a joke, you're a sword maniac, I definitely won't go crazy like you.

He believed that Ye Tianhe had such strength.

But if he killed people from the demonic sect and left, in the end, he would still be the one to take the blame.

"Senior, I'm just a small independent cultivator. If I hadn't been forced, how would I dare to offend the demonic sect? I only ask that you, senior, don't mention what happened that day."

This was his goal for today, he also wanted to take a gamble.

Sword cultivators were proud and unrestrained, as long as they agreed, they would never go back on their word.

But he realized that Ye Tianhe might have misunderstood.

Su Fan was already regretting bringing him home, it would be better to take the nearest flying ship and leave Little Sun District.

He couldn't stay in this place anymore, otherwise, he might end up being the one to suffer.

After listening to his words, Ye Tianhe thought for a moment and nodded with a smile.

"Alright, I promise you..."

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