Staying In The World Of Cultivation

Chapter 22: Qiankun Society

A few days later, Su Fan came to the market again to set up a stall and sell talismans.

The independent cultivators next to him were discussing the matters of Misty Rain Pavilion. Especially when it came to those female bodhisattvas of Misty Rain Pavilion, they all sighed and reminisced.

Only Su Fan did not participate. He leisurely sat on a stool in front of his stall, reading a book.

Hidden talents and fame.

Since Azure Mystery Sect took over Little Sun District, the arrival of flying boats made transportation more convenient. Many well-known shops from Western Wasteland have settled in Little Sun District.

Now there are more and more people in the market.

Various sects and cultivation families from Chu Kingdom, especially the major ones, prefer to trade and purchase in Little Sun Market.

Not to mention the independent cultivators, they have all come from various places to settle here.

It is estimated that there are already over twenty thousand independent cultivators gathered near Little Sun Market.

The surrounding slums have expanded and extended for several miles.

The prosperity of the market has also spurred its development.

Azure Mystery Sect has expanded the market again. The original main street has now expanded into a cross shape, and even the scattered stall market has doubled in size.

Even so, the market is still crowded with people every day.

Of course, business is getting better day by day.

Although Su Fan adopts a hunger marketing strategy and has raised the price of talismans, business is still very hot.

Originally, he thought he could sell these talismans for two or three years, but at the current rate, they won't even last a year.

Actually, Su Fan still prefers the previous Little Sun District. It was so peaceful.

Looking at the bustling crowd in the market now, it's too damn noisy.

In fact, the prosperity of the market has little to do with him. After all, he has no problem selling the talismans in his hands.

The prosperity of the market has not only spurred its development but also caused prices to rise.

Now the stall fees in the scattered stall market have doubled compared to before, and the rent for the house he currently lives in has also doubled.

Everything is rising, even the price of Spirit Rice has increased by fifty percent.

What's even more disgusting is that some fierce and ruthless independent cultivators near the market have been entangled with each other.

Now, several major gangs have formed the embryonic form of criminal forces.

As the market becomes more prosperous, the security situation becomes worse.

The disciples of Azure Mystery Sect have no time to deal with these trivial matters, so they simply hand over the task of maintaining security to these independent cultivator groups.

The law enforcement team of Azure Mystery Sect is only responsible for serious crimes.

As a result, many independent cultivator gangs have emerged overnight.

There are more than ten of them, such as the Red Dragon Society, Qiankun Society, North Knife Hall, Taihe Hall, Sky Sword Alliance, Dark Cloud Gang, and Hurricane Hall.

These independent cultivator gangs are even more despicable than bandit cultivators.

In fact, some of them used to be bandit cultivators, but now they have whitewashed themselves and become members of independent cultivator groups.

They bribe and collude with the disciples of Qingxuan Sect, causing trouble in the market, and instead of offending those big shops, they only harm the independent cultivators in the market.

Fortunately, they are still relatively restrained for now, only collecting protection fees from some small shops and street vendors.

Su Fan didn't want to cause trouble, so he would pay a few dozen coins every day, which didn't affect him much.

When the talismans on the stall were almost sold out by noon, he would start packing up.

Every time he came to the street market, he would only bring a dozen Middle Grade talismans and leave after selling them all.

Before he could start packing up, dozens of fierce Independent Cultivators with different appearances entered the street market.

This person was full of hostility, and it was obvious that he was not someone to be messed with. He went to each stall to collect protection fees.

The stall owners immediately refused. They had just paid in the morning, and now they were being asked to pay again at noon. This was unreasonable.

The market immediately became noisy. Several brave stall owners even started arguing and pushing with them.

As a result, they were beaten badly, and the belongings of several stall owners were looted.

At this time, several disciples from the Azure Mystery Sect walked into the street market.

The numerous stall owners began to complain about the atrocities committed by these people, but they completely ignored them and exchanged a few words with the members of the gang.

After the disciples of the Azure Mystery Sect left, these gang members became even more rampant.

"From today onwards, this place belongs to our Qiankun Society. If anyone dares to cause trouble here and affect everyone's business, our Qiankun Society will ensure justice for you."

After hearing what these people said, the Independent Cultivator stall owners cursed the shamelessness of the Qiankun Society in their hearts.

But even though they cursed, no one dared to defy these people and they started paying the fees one after another.

Two members of the Qiankun Society came to the stall next to Su Fan's, and with an arrogant attitude, they demanded money from the stall owner.

"Wasn't it thirty coins before? Why has it increased so much?"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't pay, your stall won't be allowed here anymore."

The stall owner had no choice but to take out fifty coins with a face full of grief and anger and hand them over to them.

Su Fan sighed in his heart. This place was becoming more and more difficult to survive in.

He didn't want to do anything about it. It wasn't worth arguing with them over a few dozen coins, so he chose to just pay up.

"Damn, these bastards. I'll kill them sooner or later..."

"These guys are even worse than the Red Dragon Society. They've increased the fees so much. The days ahead will be tough..."

"The leader of the Red Dragon Society is at the Qi Refining Late Stage. Why did they hand this place over to the Qiankun Society..."

"Ah... the leader of the Red Dragon Society was killed a few days ago..."

While tidying up his stall, Su Fan listened to the discussions of the surrounding stall owners and shook his head with a bitter smile.

Carrying his package, he left the market.

It would be better to come here less often in the future. He would only come three days a month to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Su Fan returned home and Ye Tianhe was there again, sitting in the hall.

Now this guy would come whenever he wanted. Sometimes when Su Fan went to set up his stall, he would even cook for himself.

And he especially loved the soy sauce meat that Su Fan made. Coupled with Su Fan's big appetite, the stock of Monster meat was almost gone.

Nowadays, prices were high, and fresh Monster meat had increased several times in price.

If this continued, he would have to go into the mountains himself to hunt Monsters.

When Su Fan entered the room, Ye Tianhe put down his book.

"Spirit Rice has just been cooked, but I didn't bring your portion. Who asked you to come back so early..."

This guy treats this place like his own home. What else can Su Fan say?

After a while, Ye Tianhe suddenly said,

"Don't you want to ask about Misty Rain Pavilion..."

Su Fan shook his head and pretended to be puzzled, "Misty Rain Pavilion, what do they sell?"

Ye Tianhe paused, pointed at him, and went to the kitchen.

Su Fan pursed his lips, what does Misty Rain Pavilion have to do with me?

Not only that, he didn't want to mention what happened at the street market today.

Is it necessary to have the sword cultivator come and kill those people for such a trivial matter? Isn't that nonsense?

Of course, Ye Tianhe would definitely be willing to kill someone.

But he's only staying here for a few months. What will Su Fan do when he leaves? Should he go and fight with those people?

Or just get by and leave this place.

Find a small market and rely on the hundreds of Middle Grade talismans in his pocket to make a living.

The next ten days were calm and peaceful.

He would go to the market for three days each month, set up twenty or thirty talismans, and leave after selling them.

During the rest of the time, he would stay at home and cultivate.

After reaching the mid-stage of Qi Refining, the effect of the yellow Spirit Pill was significantly weaker than before.

Su Fan tried taking the Foundation Building Pill, and the effect was pretty good.

Taking one every three days, the proficiency of the Qi Refining realm on the game panel increased by about five points each month.

It would take about a year and a half to cultivate to the fourth level of Qi Refining.

With such a fast cultivation speed, what else could Su Fan be dissatisfied with? This is how disciples of sects are.

The only thing he worried about was the accumulation of some pill toxins in his body from long-term pill consumption.

In this world of cultivators, in order to speed up cultivation, they would take some pills.

But no one would take over a hundred pills in a year like Su Fan, it's like eating candy.

The accumulation of pill toxins in the body not only affects the foundation of cultivation, but also creates a bottleneck when the cultivator breaks through.

But Su Fan had no choice, his aptitude was too poor.

Even with the heaven-defying game panel, the lower limit was still too low.

If he didn't rely on pills, it would be difficult for him to even reach Foundation Building in this lifetime, let alone break through to Qi Refining Late Stage.

There is a solution, which is to take the Marrow Cleansing Pill.

Many disciples of sects rely on this pill to cleanse the pill toxins in their bodies.

This pill is not only very expensive, but the spiritual herbs required for refining it are also relatively rare.

Even sect disciples have to accumulate good deeds for many years to exchange for one.

But even if it's expensive, you still can't buy it in the market.

Just when he was at a loss, a turning point appeared.

Because every time he practiced swordsmanship with Ye Tianhe, Thunder Daozong would consume some electric current.

In order to ensure sufficient electric current in Daozong, Su Fan could only charge the power bank again.

How to charge it? Just get struck by lightning.

Although he had already received the Heavenly Thunder Baptism more than once, the whole process still felt like hell.

He never dreamed that this time, getting struck by lightning would bring him a pleasant surprise.

The Heavenly Thunder Baptism not only tempered his physical body, but also cleansed his tendons and marrow, removing impurities from his body.

Compared to the Marrow Cleansing Pill, the effect of removing poison was much stronger.

While Su Fan was pleasantly surprised, he couldn't help but lament that he was destined to be struck by lightning.

Having completely resolved the problem of poison in his body, he naturally wouldn't stick to the old rules and decided to increase the dosage of elixirs.

From now on, he would take a Peiyuan Pill every two days.

In this way, in a little over a year, he would be able to cultivate to the perfect fourth level of Qi Refining.

Actually, Su Fan was quite satisfied with his current life.

Except that every time he went to the market, he would be extorted fifty copper coins by the Qiankun Society, which made him quite annoyed.

But that wasn't a big deal, he could afford to pay over a hundred copper coins every month.

But someone just didn't want to let him be.

On this day, he came to the market again.

Business was particularly good today, and he had almost sold out of talismans before noon.

He was about to close his stall when several people from the Qiankun Society came to his booth, and the leader directly stated their purpose.

"Starting from tomorrow, the price of talismans will double."

Su Fan was a bit confused and asked, "Why..."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? If I say it's going up, then it's going up..."

After saying that, the person didn't waste any more time and left.

Several other stall owners nearby gathered around after seeing the people leaving.

"Old Fan, your talisman business is really taking off."

"Yeah, it's good to raise the price..."

"If I had persisted back then, I would have been a talisman master now, sigh..."

Seeing the envious eyes of the surrounding stall owners, Su Fan sneered inwardly.

The Qiankun Society was getting more and more arrogant, clearly trying to dominate the market.

This kind of behavior was no different from those fish or vegetable monopolies in his previous life, manipulating market prices to make huge profits.

He wasn't worried about the price increase of talismans, as he had a steady supply of goods and it would be better to sell less.

But once this precedent was set, who knows what outrageous things the Qiankun Society would do in the future.

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