Is he a pill cultivator?
It looks quite convincing, with a "I'm very reliable and I'm very gentle" kind of pure and innocent charm.
Seemingly noticing Shen Zhaozhao's scrutinizing gaze, the male cultivator turned his head, nodded slightly to her, and curved his lips into a perfectly sized smile. His eyes were gentle and calm, giving off a warm and welcoming impression, as if to say, "Hello, fellow Daoist, I am very easy to talk to."
Shen Zhaozhao was intrigued by this "serious" demeanor and leaned closer to see what kind of miraculous medicine this "white moonlight" was selling.
Then……
Shen Zhaozhao looked at the small porcelain bottles neatly arranged on the white cloth. The labels on the bottles all had three big characters: mosquito repellent pills.
Shen Zhaozhao: "???"
She blinked, wondering if she was seeing things.
No, fellow Daoist, isn't your product range a bit too... limited?
Xiao Jingrui seemed to sense the many questions in Shen Zhaozhao's mind, and spoke gently, his voice as clear and melodious as the gentle tapping of a jade chime: "Fellow Daoist, you may not know this, but as summer approaches, mosquitoes in the mountain's secret realms are all active. It's better to be prepared."
Shen Zhaozhao pointed to the bottle of mosquito repellent pills, then to a price tag on a nearby stall that read "Spirit Gathering Pills," and said incredulously, "...But what I see here is the same price as their Spirit Gathering Pills?"
"A bottle costs 50 low-grade spirit stones. If someone has that kind of money, they'll definitely prioritize buying the necessities for cultivation, right?"
Xiao Jingrui's smile remained unchanged, and he was just about to open his mouth to explain—
"Fellow Daoist!"
A young talisman cultivator who appeared to have considerable cultivation level rushed over as if he were being chased by a ghost. He slapped Xiao Jingrui's stall with his hand, his eyes fixed on the mosquito repellent pills: "Buy them all! Buy them all for me!"
Shen Zhaozhao: "?!"
Damn it!
You talisman cultivators are all really rich!
Even if you have money, you can't just squander it like this!
You'll buy all the mosquito repellent pills, even if they cost 50 low-grade spirit stones a bottle?!
Does your family own a spirit stone mine?!
Be careful, or you might get your comeuppance!
The talisman cultivator seemed to be provoked by Shen Zhaozhao's "looking at a vengeful seed" gaze. He suddenly turned his head, his eyes unfocused, and began to rant at Shen Zhaozhao: "Luoxia Mountain! Near the entrance to the Luoxia Mountain Secret Realm, suddenly... there are so many mosquitoes! They're everywhere!"
Shen Zhaozhao looked puzzled: "Mosquitoes? Then kill them! Can't you just burn them? Aren't you talisman cultivators the best at setting fires?"
"Don't I know how to fight?!"
Fu Xiu yelled, almost cracking his voice, drawing the attention of everyone around him, "Do you know what kind of mosquitoes those are?! I threw a Flame Burst Talisman at them! Not even a spark flew! If I hadn't run fast, they would have sucked me dry by now!"
He was panting heavily, his face showing lingering fear after surviving the ordeal. Pointing at Xiao Jingrui's mosquito repellent pill, he said decisively, "Later, when I went down the mountain to inquire, everyone said that this fellow Daoist's mosquito repellent pill was the most effective!"
After saying that, he seemed to think that explaining too much to a "poor bastard" like Shen Zhaozhao would be beneath his dignity, so he waved his hand impatiently: "Go away, you sword cultivators probably can't afford this thing anyway, go play with your little iron plate."
Shen Zhaozhao: "???"
Is this world really that hostile towards sword cultivators?!
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