Come If You're Not Afraid to Die

As the sun sank westward, Jiang Ping'an had basically sold off all the Magic Tools he had no use for, including the Yellow Ring, earning a total of one hundred and fourteen spirit stones and six hundred taels of gold.

After packing up and leaving Bluestone Street, Jiang Ping'an purchased medicinal herbs for five portions of Golden Marrow Pills, as well as three bottles of Bigu Pills, one jin of Spirit Tea Leaves, three jars of Spirit Wine, nine Night Pearls the size of chicken eggs, a bed, a table, chairs... and so on.

All told, he spent twenty-two spirit stones.

Bigu Pills were not cheap. One bottle cost one spirit stone and two hundred taels of gold, and contained ten Bigu Pills. Under normal circumstances, one Bigu Pill could last a day.

He could not cook inside the cave abode, and he did not have the time to cook every day either. From now on, he would truly cultivate immortality and leave the smoke and fire of the mortal world behind.

By the time he returned to Mirror Lake Mountain, it was already dark.

Upon entering the cave abode, Jiang Ping'an immediately caught a rich fragrance of wine and saw Dongfang Jintang drinking in the main hall.

Illuminated by the Night Pearls, the hall seemed veiled in a dreamlike layer of silver gauze. Dongfang Jintang wore a long, dark-red palace dress today, exposing a broad expanse of snow-white skin, smooth as congealed cream, at her chest. The contrast of red and white made that snowy whiteness all the more soul-stirring.

Hearing the door open, she looked toward the entrance, her eyes hazy and her red lips like fire.

Jiang Ping'an only glanced at Dongfang Jintang once before looking away and greeting her. "Fairy Dongfang."

Then, without waiting for Dongfang