The content about cultivation only goes up to the foundation-building stage, which is of no use to my father.
This is the jade slip. Place it on your forehead and you will be able to access all its contents, though you will feel a little dizzy."
Li Shaobai placed the jade slip on the stone table and pushed it in front of Yan Zhe.
Yan Zhe's breathing became a little rapid. Regardless of whether this technique was inferior or not, there was no doubt that this was the method of cultivating immortality that he had always dreamed of. With the immortal technique in front of him, he couldn't help but feel excited.
"This thing is too valuable. How can I take it for nothing?" Yan Zhe did not take it. Instead, he calmed down and looked at Li Shaobai and said.
Li Shaobai chuckled and said, "The method of cultivating immortals is not expensive, but now the imperial court has suppressed the immortal sects, making immortals almost extinct, so this item seems precious.
In reality, for a martial arts master like my father, the methods of cultivating immortality are mere chicken ribs. Now that spiritual energy is depleted, Foundation Establishment Realm techniques are only half as powerful when performed, and they consume a significant amount of spiritual energy from the cultivator, making recovery difficult. How could martial arts be more powerful?
Only someone as obsessed with seeking immortality as you, brother, would treasure this thing so highly."
"If I'm not mistaken, the city lord must be suspecting that there are also cultivators among the other thieves, so he uses them as bait, right?" Yan Zhe suddenly asked.
Li Shaobai clapped his hands and laughed, "I knew it, brother would definitely think of it. That's why we have to put this jade slip back to avoid alerting the enemy."
"Well, now that I have brought three thousand taels of gold, there is no reason for me to take it back. If this matter is over, how about selling the small storage bag to me?" Yan Zhe asked after hesitating for a while.
Li Shaobai agreed immediately, "Okay, no problem. I've already found my father and asked him for a way to buy storage bags. If this operation goes well, and there are extra storage bags, I can sell them to my brother. My father shouldn't refuse."
"Haha, good brother! Let me toast you with tea instead of wine!" Yan Zhe said happily.
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