Redwater Peak.
Near a corner of the street, Little Fatty was watering some spirit medicines with clear water.
The clear water had been drawn from the Redwater River and carried some of the spiritual qi of spirit fruits.
Nothing could have been better for irrigating spirit medicines.
Their shop specialized in selling these spirit medicines.
They were nothing expensive.
Most were used to soothe the mind and increase the speed of practicing cultivation methods.
Cheap, with a broad market, and easy to grow.
That also meant a low barrier to entry and plenty of sellers.
So business could hardly be called good, but they were not losing money either.
Dressed in a plain green long dress, Luo Xuan stood behind the counter, checking the account books.
Their earnings over these past few months had been absurdly low, even less than those of the shop in Falling Cloud City.
Yet coming here was something many people dreamed of.
After three months, she had roughly understood why.
The first reason was spiritual qi.
Without even needing to take any pills, her cultivation had already broken through to qi refining, seventh layer.
The second was that this was a major place, where one could meet many people capable of changing one's life.
But those things had little to do with her.
She closed the account book and looked at Little Fatty as he watered the plants, sighing faintly inwardly.
Naturally, she understood what the cooperation between the Gao Lineage and the Luo Lineage meant.
The Luo Lineage now depended entirely on the Gao Lineage.
Besides, was a sect a place just anyone could come to?
Even the Gao Lineage had to pay a considerable price to bring in one additional person.
Why would the Gao Lineage pay such a price to send her