Once again, dusk had come; the golden crow sank westward, and rosy clouds blushed along the horizon.
In a small tavern by the street, inside a private room.
The evening breeze was gently warm as it blew in through the window, stirring a strand of hair before the forehead of the young man in white robes and a face veil by the table.
This should be my eighty-first dusk at the Rich Aroma Tavern, and my eighty-first transaction with him...
Li Qingyun calmly sipped his wine as he waited for the other party to arrive.
Three small jade bottles lay quietly within the cuff of his left sleeve.
They contained a Fourth Realm spirit medicine called Spirit Guiding Powder, the item of this transaction.
The other party provided him with the human-medicine ingredients he needed, while he refined this Spirit Guiding Powder for the other party. Each simply had what the other needed.
After all these years, he had long since become a rising Spirit Alchemist in Wanfu City's underground circles, secretly gaining human-medicine resources through means far beyond petty theft during medical consultations.
He had even gradually come into contact with more spirit medicine formulas through his identity as an underground Spirit Alchemist. His "circle" had long surpassed that of his miracle-doctor wife, Cheng Tangyin.
At that moment, Li Qingyun's nose suddenly twitched as he caught a scent.
Immediately afterward, the private room's door was knocked upon in a measured rhythm. After three knocks, a young man dressed in black, with an ordinary-looking face, entered with practiced ease.
After casually closing the door behind him, the young man in black sprawled into the seat opposite Li Qingyun. He tapped the empty cup before him, signaling Li Qingyun to fill it.
Li Qingyun held his cup and drank alone, utterly