Chongshan Fang froze. "I came to the shop to help with the research. Do you trust me?"
Even if they became Daoist partners, she did not think the other party would suddenly trust her without reservation.
Trust had to be built step by step.
To be honest, she did not trust the other party either. She knew nothing about his character.
But cultivation was a desperate gamble. If one did not gamble on opportunity, opportunity would never come knocking.
She had watched for the entire day yesterday and found that Jiu Cai Rong did not seem too bad. He looked clever and, at the very least, seemed like the sort who had boundaries.
Only then had she chosen to take a gamble. She wanted to discuss becoming Daoist partners. Marrying a good husband was, theoretically, her most likely path to rising up at present.
"I have a way to make us trust each other." Jiu Cai Rong smiled. "If you're willing to follow me, then you'll have to show your sincerity."
"May I ask what sort of sincerity I need to offer?" Chongshan Fang asked.
Jiu Cai Rong smiled. "Sign a friend contract with me."
"You're from the Beast Master lineage, not someone who ascended here?" Chongshan Fang asked in surprise. Could she have guessed wrong?
Jiu Cai Rong's divine ability was actually Facial Masking.
Among blacksmiths, he was at a fairly decent level—a cultivator who had endured one calamity and two tribulations.
Moreover, he possessed twin Facial Maskings: Yin Facial Masking and Yang Facial Masking.
Don't ask why they had the exclusive divine ability to transform the attributes of the Sun and Moon Divine Weapon. The answer was simply that the painter was absurdly talented. Since Ji Sui had it, Ning Zheng would have it after stealing from Ji