Hu Buwei was taken aback for a moment: [Rong Jiaojiao's words mean she thinks she was wrong and should apologize to her.]

Although she was displeased, she quickly regained her composure and said, "Thank you for your forgiveness, Junior Sister Rong."

After watching the commotion for a while, Leng Tianqi finally spoke up: "Alright, let's stop talking about this. Let's hurry up and mail the letter, then go to the market to take a look."

Everyone nodded in agreement. After separating from the others, Rong Jiaojiao and the others followed Leng Tianyou toward the place where the letter was mailed.

Along the way, everyone chatted and laughed, creating a pleasant atmosphere.

Of course, this is true if Rong Jiaojiao ignores the faint malice that Hu Buwei has been emanating since he apologized.

Arriving at the mailroom, a small shop, it's a place where people can send letters, whether to other sects or to the mortal world.

Behind the mail counter sat a young monk, who was smiling as he looked at the crowd.

"Fellow Daoists, if you need to send a letter, please come this way," he said warmly, pointing to the counter.

Leng Tianyou led the group over and said, "We need to send a letter, thank you for your help."

The young monk nodded and said, "Okay, please write the letter and give it to me. I will mail it for you."

Rong Jiaojiao took out a space talisman and activated it, which produced three letters and four sets of low-level clothes.

The letters were written to her parents and two older brothers, and the clothes were custom-made by Yan Hannuo, Du Qingshuang's senior.

Although her skills were not as good as An Ruolan's, she could still carve defensive and dust-removing talismans on clothes.

Since she can't go home anytime soon, let's do our best to show filial piety.

These clothes are light and thin, warm in winter and cool in summer, and can be worn as innerwear without being noticeable at any time.

Rong Jiaojiao put the letter in an envelope and handed it to the young cultivator, saying, "Thank you for your help."

The young cultivator took the item, nodded, and said, "Okay, two spirit stones. We'll send them out for you as soon as possible."

Rong Jiaojiao frowned in pain. "Are letters sent to the secular world really this expensive?"

Seeing her frown, the monk explained, "You have a monastic robe here, which we need to have delivered by a special person, so it's more expensive."

Rong Jiaojiao understood and felt that two spirit stones weren't too expensive for making a special trip, so she gave them to her.

After mailing their items, the group strolled around the mailing shop for a while.

In addition to mailing services, there are also stalls filled with all sorts of trinkets, such as bracelets and pendants, all made of spirit stones and herbs, and they look very exquisite.

Rong Jiaojiao saw a small pendant carved from a spirit pearl and thought it was very beautiful, so she bought one.

She planned to give it to Ziling so that it could also wear something nice.

Zi Ling's eyes lit up when she saw the pendant in Rong Jiaojiao's hand, and she sent a telepathic message to Rong Jiaojiao: "Master, this pendant is so beautiful!"

Rong Jiaojiao smiled and said, "I'll buy it for you if you like it. I'll put it on you when we get back."

Zi Ling squeaked happily, appearing very pleased.

Rong Jiaojiao asked the female cultivator in charge of selling the items, "How much is this?"

The female cultivator said, "These are two spirit pearls."

They could make a profit by processing one spirit bead, and Rong Jiaojiao thought they were really good at business, but she still bought one for Zi Ling.

Du Qingshuang looked at the beautiful hair accessories and bought a pair of beaded flowers before they left.

As they stepped outside, Rong Jiaojiao said, "I don't have anything I want to buy. You can buy whatever you want and go wherever you want."

The group paused briefly at the mailroom entrance. As soon as Rong Jiaojiao finished speaking, Du Qingshuang said impatiently, "Then I'll go to the Dan Pavilion's shops to buy some materials. I'm currently researching a new pill formula, and I'm still missing a few key medicinal herbs."

Rong Jiaojiao: "Isn't it inside the door?"

Du Qingshuang nodded: "Yes, the Jade Lotus and the Golden Silk Grass are unique spiritual herbs of the Pill Pavilion and cannot be cultivated outside."

Rong Jiaojiao raised an eyebrow. She had only seen these two kinds of spiritual herbs in her grandmaster's medicine book, but had never seen real spiritual herbs. She also wanted to go to the Pill Pavilion to see them.

“Let’s go, let’s go check out the Pill Pavilion,” Leng Tianyou said, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. “Maybe we can find some rare spiritual herbs.”

Everyone nodded and followed Leng Tianyou towards the Pill Pavilion. Along the way, they chatted and laughed, and the atmosphere was quite pleasant.

Even Hu Buwei would occasionally chime in, showing no sign of his displeasure.

The Dan Pavilion's residence is located in the center of the North Street of the market. A huge plaque hangs at the entrance, with the two golden characters "Dan Pavilion" written on it, which are particularly eye-catching.

Two monks dressed in blue robes stood at the entrance, smiling and warmly greeting the passing guests.

"Fellow Daoists, welcome to the Pill Pavilion. The first floor is where we sell spiritual herbs, and the pills are on the second floor. Please come in," a cultivator said warmly, his voice clear and infectious.

Leng Tianyou nodded and led everyone inside. The interior of the Pill Pavilion was spacious and bright, with a faint medicinal fragrance in the air, which was refreshing.

The shelves were filled with all kinds of spiritual herbs, from common herbs to precious ones.

"There are so many kinds of medicinal herbs here," Rong Jiaojiao exclaimed. It was her first time in such a place, and her eyes were drawn to the shelves displaying all sorts of medicinal herbs.

“Yes, the medicinal herbs in Dan Pavilion are all carefully selected, and their quality is absolutely guaranteed,” Leng Tianyou said. “However, the prices are also relatively high, so everyone should be careful when choosing.”

Rong Jiaojiao nodded, and while everyone was looking at the spiritual herbs, she went to the seed counter in the corner and asked, "Hello, senior uncle, do you sell any precious spiritual herb seeds here?"

The seed cabinet was managed by a slightly older female cultivator whose cultivation was at the peak of the Mage realm. According to the rules, given Rong Jiaojiao's apparent cultivation level, she should indeed call her Martial Aunt.

She smiled and said, "Yes, we do, but these are precious seeds and quite expensive. I wonder what kind of seeds you would like, young friend?"

Rong Jiaojiao asked, "Do you have the seeds of the Golden Marrow Lotus?"

Leng Tianqi had been keeping an eye on Rong Jiaojiao. When he saw that she wanted to buy something, he quickly followed her to keep an eye on her so that she wouldn't be unaware of the prices and waste money.

The female cultivator said, "Yes, we do, but the Golden Marrow Lotus is notoriously difficult to grow. Are you sure you want to buy it?"

Rong Jiaojiao asked, "How much does it cost?"

"Ten spirit stones for one seed." He finished speaking and looked at Rong Jiaojiao with an expectant expression.

"So expensive!"

Rong Jiaojiao wanted it, but couldn't help feeling it was too expensive; ten spirit stones would be enough to buy a lot of spirit medicine.

She looked at Leng Tianqi, wondering if the price was expensive.

Leng Tianqi misunderstood her meaning, thinking that she wanted it but didn't have any spirit stones, so he took out ten spirit stones and said, "Buy one!"

Rong Jiaojiao quickly stopped her, saying, "I have my own spirit stones."

He then took out a spatial talisman and activated it, from which thirty spirit stones fell out.