Forced Purchase
When they had flown more than 300 li away from the market town, it was already completely dark.
Suddenly!
With a sharp pain in the back of his head, Deacon Qin's consciousness blurred, his vision went black, and he plummeted from mid-air.
After an unknown amount of time, Steward Qin slowly woke up.
He found himself in a dark Xiao Shan cave. He had some abrasions on his body and his head had been hit violently by something. He could still feel a sharp pain in his head, but he was otherwise unharmed.
In front of him stood a person shrouded in darkness.
As soon as I woke up, I heard voices in the darkness.
"Deacon Qin, please don't take offense. I meant no harm. I've come to discuss a business matter with you."
Deacon Qin slowly stood up. He knew that it would be easy for the man in black to kill him. Since he was still alive, it meant that he was not in immediate danger.
"Fellow Daoist has captured me alive and brought me here. Speak plainly about what you want to say."
"Steward Qin is decisive, I admire that. So I'll be frank. I need Silverhorn Grass and Beast Brocade Pill, the more the better."
Deacon Qin frowned, pondered for a moment, and then spoke.
"Fellow Daoist, you must have already checked my Storage Bag, right? These two treasures are not inside."
"To be honest, Silverhorn Grass and Beast Brocade Pill are quite precious within the Beast Taming Sect, and their prices are extremely high."
"A single Silverhorn Grass costs five hundred Spirit Stone, and each Beast Brocade Pill costs forty Spirit Stone."
"Moreover, the sect has extremely strict control over these two treasures. It won't be easy for you to buy them, fellow Daoist."
A faint murderous intent emanated from Song Wen as he chuckled sinisterly.
"Hehehe... I believe that Steward Qin will definitely have a way."
Deacon Qin's heart tightened, and he chuckled awkwardly.
"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I have good relations with several elders in the sect. I can still find a way to obtain a few Silverhorn Grass and a few bottles of Beast Brocade Pill."
"I need at least fifteen Silverhorn Grass stalks, and as many Beast Brocade Pill as possible, but no fewer than one hundred. I'll buy them at a price 20% higher than your previous quote."
Deacon Qin's face lit up with joy. "Is what you say true, fellow Daoist?"
"Of course!" Song Wen said. "If the transaction goes smoothly, I will continue to purchase Beast Brocade Pill in the future."
Deacon Qin said, "Very well! As you say, give me seven days, and I will bring you what you need."
Song Wen said, "We will meet here again at midnight seven days from now, and then we will exchange Spirit Stone for goods."
Deacon Qin said, "Fellow Daoist is straightforward; then it's settled."
Deacon Qin glanced at the Cave entrance behind him and then said, "Fellow Daoist, I shall take my leave now."
Song Wen nodded but did not reply.
Seeing that Song Wen agreed to let him leave, Steward Qin was secretly pleased. He turned around and walked out of the cave. Just as he reached the cave entrance, he heard someone behind him say.
"Deacon Qin, don't forget our agreement in seven days."
"Many Rogue Cultivator hate the two people living in Small Courtyard number 109 in the East District to the bone, wishing they could skin them alive and devour their marrow. If one day a strongman breaks into the Small Courtyard and commits violence, that would be a very gratifying thing."
Just as Steward Qin was about to ascend the boat into the air, his body suddenly trembled.
The Small Courtyard at No. 109 in the East District is where his wife and Small Courtyard live.
Deacon Qin was startled, followed by a surge of fear and anger. This man in black had not only taken him hostage, but was also investigating his family.
He suppressed his displeasure and said, "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I will be on time. Please prepare your Spirit Stone."
That would be best.
Song Wen returned to the market and released the Sacred Beetle Gu to monitor Deacon Qin's wife and children.
He, on the other hand, peacefully cultivated himself in his own Small Courtyard.
With the support of numerous enhanced Blood Qi Pill, the Longevity Art is not far from breaking through to the Qi Refining Sixth Layer.
However, he gradually became dissatisfied with the enhanced Blood Qi Pill.
Being in the righteous realm, he cannot easily reveal his demonic methods, which makes the methods he can openly use in front of outsiders rather inadequate.
I must improve my cultivation level as soon as possible!
Song Wen began exploring ways to refine Blood Qi Pill with even stronger medicinal properties.
Based on the experience of refining an enhanced version of the Blood Qi Pill, the more spiritual herbs used at once, the stronger the medicinal properties of the Blood Qi Pill will be.
Song Wen decided to give this idea a try.
As he poured several times the amount of medicinal herbs into the Pill Furnace, extracting the essence from the spirit medicine, and prepared to fuse the extracted essence into a spiritual liquid...
With a loud "bang!"
The Pill Furnace exploded, shattering into pieces.
Fortunately, Spirit-Locking Formation was set up inside the room, which saved the house; otherwise, half of the house would have collapsed.
Having learned from his first experience of the furnace exploding, Song Wen was much more cautious when he tried to refine new pills again.
He first went and bought a high-grade Spirit Artifact -Spirit Artifact level Pill Furnace, which should be much more sturdy.
This time, he dared not use several times the amount of spirit medicine right away, and started by trying twice the spirit medicine.
Then, unsurprisingly, it failed.
Exploring a completely new Pill Formula is not as easy as one might imagine.
The next steps were the third and fourth attempts.
After dozens of failures, Song Wen gained some insights into Alchemy, but there was no progress in developing the new Blood Qi Pill.
That night, while Song Wen was Alchemy, the Black Armor Gu that was monitoring the surroundings outside sent a message.
Ji Ruxue was sitting across the street, went out again under the cover of darkness.
Song Wen had already observed that this mysterious woman had gone out several times in the middle of the night.
On one occasion, Song Wen had the Sacred Beetle Gu follow her and discovered that she had made her way to the outside of the Thunder Family Precious Techniques Pavilion. However, the Treasure Pavilion was protected by an array at night, so she was unable to enter.
After circling around Zhenfa Pavilion a few times, she went to Blissful Union Spring Night Tower.
The Spring Night Pavilion was still brightly lit and bustling with people at night, but all of them were male cultivators; there wasn't a single woman among them.
Ji Ruxue, a woman, seemed a bit out of place entering the Spring Night Pavilion.
She entered through the back door of the Spring Night Pavilion and then went into a room isolated by a magic array. Song Wen had no idea what happened inside the room.
The seventh day.
Noon.
Qin Ge went home for lunch as usual.
When he reached the entrance of the Small Courtyard, he looked around to make sure no one was following him before pushing open the door and entering the Small Courtyard.
Mother Qin had already prepared the meal and set it on the table in the Small Courtyard. Seeing her son return, she said...
"Ge'er's back, come and eat!"
Qin Ge looked at his mother, then glanced into the house, gesturing for her to come inside.
Seeing her son's cautious demeanor, Qin knew something serious had happened. Without making a sound, she went straight into the house.
The two entered the house and closed the door.
Qin Ge took out a letter and handed it to his mother.
This letter was secretly handed to Qin Ge by one of his acquaintances while he was strolling down the street.
He was also very puzzled after receiving the letter and wanted to ask the person for clarification, but the acquaintance turned around and left without saying a word.
Seeing how cautious the man was, Qin Ge didn't dare to be careless. He returned to the gambling den he was in charge of before he started writing the letter.
The letter was written by Steward Qin himself, detailing the incident of someone forcibly trying to buy the spirit medicine.
Deacon Qin instructed the mother and son to secretly leave the market and lay low for a while until he dealt with the unidentified man in black, after which they could return to the market.
After reading the contents, Qin's eyes were filled with shock. She opened her mouth to ask loudly, but Qin Ge stopped her in time.
Qin Ge pointed out the window, indicating that his mother was listening in through the wall.