One year later.
White Cloud City, Earth Fire Chamber.
A stern-faced cultivator walked out of the Earth Fire Chamber without expression.
Not long after.
The cultivator arrived at the market area and walked to a stall. The stall owner was an old Daoist priest with a refined and otherworldly air.
At this moment, the old Daoist priest was resting with his eyes closed.
suddenly.
The old Daoist priest opened his eyes, quickly stood up, and said respectfully:
"Greetings, senior!"
"Senior, this is what I got from selling pills!"
As he spoke, the old Daoist took out a storage bag and handed it to the cold-faced cultivator in front of him.
See here.
The Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator with a cold expression didn't say anything, but simply took out a storage bag and threw it to the old Daoist.
immediately.
The young cultivator with a cold expression turned and walked away.
After the Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator left, the surrounding stall owners immediately gathered around the old Daoist's stall.
A middle-aged cultivator, a hint of envy in his eyes, said:
"Old Daoist, so you're helping this senior sell pills?"
"Good!"
The old Daoist priest nodded and smiled.
"No wonder you have a continuous supply of pills to sell; it turns out you have Foundation Establishment Realm senior behind you!"
A cunning-looking stall owner said:
" Daoist Huang, your reward must be quite generous!"
Upon hearing this...
The old Daoist priest shook his head and said:
"Helping you sell Spirit Pill, senior, is an honor for this old Daoist."
"The senior's reward is barely enough for our daily needs, after all, the senior also needs to cultivate."
"Fellow Daoist, I also wish to help you with your troubles, senior. I hope you will convey my request!"
"That's exactly what I was thinking too."
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Instantly, a group of stall owners started talking all at once, saying they wanted to help their senior.
See here.
Cheng Buzheng knew he had achieved his goal. Although the puppet was not outside of White Cloud City, the methods of those vendors were not so simple.
Slander, framing, and a whole host of other petty tricks kept him extremely annoyed.
Business had declined significantly in recent days, and profits had also decreased, causing a long delay before the Spirit Pill was finally sold.
It was precisely because his business had been so successful a few days ago that he aroused jealousy and affected the interests of many stall owners, which led them to join forces to boycott him.
However, the fact that they couldn't take action within White Cloud City made these stall owners wary.
That's how the Foundation Establishment senior came to be, leading to this scene.
Given the deterrent power of the Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, Cheng Buzheng believed that those petty tricks would probably not be used again.
Even if they did, they could only do it secretly, no longer daring to be as blatant as before.
After all, the reputation of the Foundation Establishment Realm senior is not something that a few Qi Refining Stage disciples can tarnish.
Cheng Buzheng had also foreseen the fate of the Treasure-Class No. 1 Puppet".
Just like the scene before them, the vendors wanted to obtain the source of the Spirit Pill and hitch a ride on the ship of the Foundation Establishment Realm senior.
In response to this...
Cheng Buzheng had already prepared several plans in mind.
Immediately.
The old Daoist priest smiled and said:
"Since everyone wants to share the burden for our senior, I will not stand in your way."
After a moment, the old Daoist priest glanced around and said:
"But··"
"The reason I am valued by you, senior, is not only because you know me well, but also because I have truthfully handed over the Spirit Stone from the sale of the pills!"
"Is this true?"
The cunning-looking stall owner was somewhat skeptical.
The old Daoist priest glanced at the cultivator and said:
"Gentlemen, if you don't believe me, you can ask him when you have the chance to meet him!"
"I would never dare to deceive you, senior!"
Upon hearing this...
The stall owners surrounding the old Daoist priest then took their leave one after another.
They didn't want to reveal their origins, and the Spirit Stone from selling the Spirit Pill had to be handed over truthfully; all the Spirit Stone they earned depended on the rewards from their seniors.
The main reason is that these stall owners are afraid of revealing their background.
In response to this...
Cheng Buzheng anticipated this; if someone accepted his conditions, he wouldn't mind having another tool.
Clearly, no monk would be willing to make such a choice.
After all, setting up a street stall also has costs.
But in the end, the cunning-looking stall owner glanced at the departing stall owner and then transmitted his voice to the old Daoist priest:
"Fellow Daoist, I also wish to share your burdens, senior, but I'd like to change the approach?"
Upon hearing this...
The old Daoist priest roughly understood the other party's thoughts and smiled slightly:
"Fellow Daoist, how would you like to change?"
"Fellow Daoist, could we sell Spirit Pill Spirit Pill first, and then settle the payment in Spirit Stone?"
The cunning-looking cultivator rubbed his hands together and stared intently at him.
"That's impossible!"
The old Daoist priest quickly shook his head and said;
"It's not that I believe you, but the Spirit Pill is simply too precious for me to make the decision!"
Then, the old Daoist priest changed his tone and said:
"How about I go and ask the senior myself?"
Upon hearing this...
The cunning-looking stall owner quickly stopped selling, saying:
"Since it won't work, then there's no need to bother you any longer, senior!"
Immediately, the cunning-looking cultivator took his leave and departed.
Cheng Buzheng also knew that while some might be sincere, most were simply looking to abscond with the money.
Therefore, he did not open a passage.
Moreover, the prices of elixirs are transparent, leaving little room for manipulation.
Because pills that enhance cultivation are all best-selling pills, they are easy to sell as long as there are no rumors or gossip.
He also had no need to lower the price and sell the goods to vendors in bulk.
Even with rumors and gossip, it only takes a little more time.
In response to this...
Cheng Buzheng a perfectly clear plan in mind.
At the same time.
White Cloud Sect, inside the Canyon.
Inside the underground Secret Chamber, Cheng Buzheng sat Cheng Buzheng on the bed, his body enveloped in a thick cocoon of spiritual Light Cocoon, which he continuously absorbed into his body. Then, a large amount of spiritual energy surged out from the Spirit Vein nodes, gathering into another cocoon of Light Cocoon.
Beside him sat an empty, Long-necked Jade Bottle.
suddenly.
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the Jade Bed, opened his eyes. A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and the Light Cocoon that had gathered around his body turned into light spots and dissipated.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng stood up and put away the Jade Bed.
Then, after taking a look, he transformed into a Black and White Flowing Spirit Light and ascended upwards.
A streak of light flashed across the peaks of Baiyun Mountain and flew towards the sect's entrance.
Ten miles outside the White Cloud Sect, in a Small Grove.
Cheng Buzheng stood with his hands behind his back, quietly gazing at the distant sky.
At that moment, homesickness filled his heart.
Not long after.
A Black and White Flowing Spirit Light, shot out from outside the White Cloud Mountain Range, then turned and disappeared into the Small Grove.
As the light dissipated, a stern-faced cultivator appeared before Cheng Buzheng.
See here.
Cheng Buzheng reached out and a storage bag flew out of the other party's arms and landed in his hand. Then he put away the Treasure-Class No. 1 Puppet, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared underground.
Two hundred feet underground, in a Secret Chamber.
Cheng Buzheng replenished the magical power of the Treasure-Class No. 1 Puppet once again.
Half a day later.
Cheng Buzheng out an empty storage bag and tossed it to the cold-faced young man.
Immediately, the two Black and White Flowing Spirit Light split into two, one flying towards the entrance and exit of the White Cloud Sect, and the other shooting outwards from the White Cloud Mountain Range.