Chapter 713 715 Drawings
Ning Qingyun calmed down soon after taking the painkillers. The two returned the same way. Hua Ren, who was originally fixed not far from the store door, had disappeared. The two came back and surprised Hongxiang, who was about to close the store. Then she became a little nervous. Could it be that these two people didn't want to buy anymore and wanted their deposit back?
Hong Xiang clenched the pill bottle in her hand and forced a smile, "You, are you ready to trade now?"
"Do you sell other things in your store?" Rong Xianxian pointed to the red paper umbrella and the lifelike bird.
"Sell it, dear customer, do you still want to buy this?" Hongxiang asked expectantly.
The red paper umbrella cost two thousand spirit stones, the puppet bird cost three thousand spirit stones, plus the crystal house from before, a total of ten thousand spirit stones. If she had these ten thousand spirit stones, she could send her brother to Kaiyuan Continent. Thinking of this, Hongxiang's heart couldn't help but beat faster.
Ever since Rong Xianxian discovered that the spirit stones grown at the bottom of the river in the misty space were different from the low-grade spirit stones, she had specifically looked up information about the grades of spirit stones and discovered that most of the spirit stones in her space were mid-grade spirit stones, and some larger ones were high-grade spirit stones. The total amount of spiritual energy in mid-grade spirit stones was about ten times that of low-grade spirit stones, but the price was a hundred times that of low-grade spirit stones. The main reason was that the spiritual energy in mid- and high-grade spirit stones was very pure and could be directly absorbed and used without the need to purify it through exercises. In an emergency when facing a powerful enemy and needing to use spirit stones to restore spiritual energy to save lives, this small difference was a matter of life and death. What's more, mid- and high-grade spirit stones were scarce, and even if the price difference between mid- and low-grade spirit stones was a hundred times, no one was willing to trade them.
When Hongxiang saw Rong Xianxian take out a hundred mid-grade spirit stones, she held her breath and her heart started beating like a drum.
"You said these puppets were passed down from your ancestors, so your ancestor must have been a puppeteer!" Rong Xianxian asked.
"Yes, my family is a family of puppeteers, and our ancestors were once glorious. But something unexpected happened in my grandfather's generation, and now we've fallen to this state." Hongxiang was still excited and her voice trembled slightly.
"Then, you should have the drawings for making puppets, right?" Rong Xianxian stepped forward and asked in a low voice.
"You, what do you want to do?" Hongxiang took two steps back, her voice trembling. Ordinary people and practitioners should all know that martial arts techniques are secret and cannot be passed on. Unless one has bad intentions, it is impossible to ask such a question.
She had no talent for puppet making, and usually sold ordinary puppets made by her younger brother to make a living. Some time ago, her younger brother accidentally injured his forearm and broke his bones, and needed recuperation. Her mother's old illness relapsed and she needed spiritual stones for treatment. She had no choice but to sell these things.
"You don't have to be nervous. I'm just asking if you are selling the puppet blueprints?" Rong Xianxian took a step back when she saw Hongxiang was very emotional.
"Not for sale!" Hongxiang said without hesitation.
"Then I don't want your crystal house anymore. Please return the deposit I paid before." Rong Xianxian reached out and took the one hundred mid-grade spirit stones back into the sachet space, then looked at Hongxiang, waiting for her to return the two bottles of Chuyuan Dan.
“No, no…” Hongxiang staggered back again, shaking her head with red eyes.
She knew in her heart that if the man in front of her was unwilling to buy the crystal house, she would not be able to afford even a bottle of Chu Yuan Dan at the price offered by Hua Ren. It would be okay for her to live a harder life, but her mother's illness could not be delayed.
"Why not?" Rong Xianxian frowned.
"Since the deposit has been paid, you are now unilaterally breaching the contract and the deposit cannot be refunded!" Hongxiang's eyes were red, and she huddled in the corner behind the counter, with no way to retreat.
"Well, I'll consider the pill as a gift to you. Let's go!" Rong Xianxian said to Ning Qingyun.
"Okay." Ning Qingyun nodded in agreement.
"Don't go, my two distinguished guests. This puppet bird is very lifelike in shape. After the core is installed, it is no different from a real bird. It is very convenient for gathering information and delivering letters. And this red paper umbrella can cover your tracks after the core is installed. These are all very practical alchemical products. If you don't buy them, you will definitely regret it later." Hongxiang's hurried tone conveyed an anxiety that could not be concealed.
"There's nothing to regret. Although these items are exquisite, they are not impossible to buy. At most, you will have to spend a little more money in the future." Rong Xianxian sneered.
"Please stay, both of you!" A small door on the wall behind the counter was pushed open, and a weak voice came from behind the door. Then a thin, somewhat hunched woman walked out. Next to her was a tall and straight young man with his right arm wrapped in thick bandages, hanging weakly.
"Mom, why did you get up?" Hongxiang hurried over to support her.
"You two, the blueprints of the Tianyu Crystal House, the Hongluo Paper Umbrella, and the Puppet Bird are available for sale. One blueprint is ten thousand spirit stones!" said the frail woman.
"I can't afford this price!" Rong Xianxian shook her head.
"Then go away!" The woman lowered her head indifferently.
"Don't be impatient, I haven't finished speaking. I can't afford the price you want, but I can cure your illness." Rong Xianxian smiled.
"Are you serious?" Hongxiang and the young man asked in unison.
"I agreed to sell the blueprint for the future of my child, not for curing my illness. Even if you can really cure my illness, you can't exchange it for the blueprint."
"Mom, no matter how good my future is, it is not as important as your life!" The young man stepped forward and asked repeatedly, "Can you really cure my mom's illness? How long will it take? First, tell me what disease my mom has?"
"Your mother's condition should not be considered an illness, but rather a meridian damage. To be more precise, it was caused by poison. The poison took advantage of your mother's unpreparedness and invaded her dantian, and moved along the meridians with the spiritual energy. There was no feeling in the early stage and it was difficult to detect. By the time your mother realized something was wrong and wanted to get rid of the toxin, it was too late. The toxin and the spiritual energy were mixed together, and they were inseparable. This toxin will cause the originally strong meridians to slowly atrophy until they are completely severed. When a cultivator's meridians wither, the lifespan increased by cultivation will be rapidly consumed. When the meridians are completely withered, death is approaching." This toxin is extracted from a poisonous vine, which is named "Rongmai Teng" because of the characteristics of the toxin. The "Spiritual Plant Map" in Rong Xianxian's palm just happens to have an introduction to Rongmai Teng. If poisoned by Rongmai Teng, the poisoned person will atrophy due to the withering of meridians all over the body, and green toxin particles will precipitate in the meridians, so Rong Xianxian can see the crux of the problem at a glance.
"As long as you can heal my mother's injury, I will give you these three blueprints with both hands." The young man took out three stacks of blueprints from the storage bag and placed them on the counter.
(End of this chapter)
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