Chapter 12 Purple Datura Flower

Gao Xian looked at Lao Wang’s arrogant face and felt a little scared.

Just now, Lao Wang suddenly stretched out his hand, and he almost activated the ice arrow technique. At this distance, Lao Wang would be shot through by the ice cone on the spot.

He adjusted his emotions and exhaled slowly: "Bring the spirit stone first."

Lao Wang stared at Gao Xian fiercely and shouted, "Didn't we agree that I would risk my life to help you get the purple datura flower, and you would give me the deer antlers.

"Why, you want to default on your debt?"

As he spoke, he had already grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist, ready to draw the sword and attack.

"We made it clear before. If you bring me the Purple Datura Flowers, I will only sell the Deer Horn Powder to you."

Gao Xian didn't want Lao Wang to get angry, but he couldn't just give in.

He has been in society for so many years and knows that people like Lao Wang are never satisfied with taking advantage of others and always try to get more. The more you give in, the more arrogant and ferocious he becomes.

Gao Xian emphasized: "If you want Lujiao Powder, you can only buy it with Lingshi."

"Boy,"

Lao Wang said impatiently: "Don't force me to do it!"

He glanced at Gao Xian and threatened, "With your two moves, I can chop off your head with one sword!"

"My master is a guest of Lianyun Sect, and the owner of the medicine shop, Zhu, is my uncle, so don't mess around."

Gao Xian slowly stepped back. He understood clearly that people like Lao Wang were short-sighted and could only take small benefits.

He'd better be careful, as the other party might really take action.

After being reminded by Gao Xianyi, Lao Wang calmed down a little. He snorted, "It's useless for you to talk about this. I can't give you my purple datura flower for free!"

"Okay, these purple datura flowers are worth ten pieces of deer horn powder."

Gao Xian didn't want to get entangled with the other party. After he refined the Mi Shen Powder, he wouldn't have to be afraid of facing Lao Wang again.

Let him step forward today.

Lao Wang's eyes turned and he said, "No, twenty pieces of Lujiaosan!"

"That's fine."

Gao Xian took two steps back, waved his hand in disdain, and signaled Lao Wang to leave quickly with the purple datura flower.

Seeing Gao Xian so determined, Lao Wang could only agree reluctantly.

He spent another two spirit stones to buy twenty pieces of Deer Horn Powder.

When leaving, Lao Wang specifically told Gao Xian not to sell the deer antlers to anyone else! After this confrontation, Gao Xian further realized the danger of Lao Wang.

As soon as Lao Wang left, he hurriedly lit the fire and started refining the Mi Shen San.

Through Fengyue Baojian, Gao Xian improved the Mishen Powder to the master level. Combined with his previous experience in alchemy, he was able to refine the Mishen Powder in less than a day.

A handful of dust-like medicinal powder, looking almost transparent and colorless, exuding a faint fragrance.

Gao Xian used the small gourd that he had prepared long ago to put all the Mishen Powder into it, and then tightened the lid of the gourd to seal in the medicinal properties of the Mishen Powder.

He just took a Bailudan pill and was afraid of being poisoned.

Bailu Dan cannot directly detoxify, but it can protect the spirit, ward off evil spirits, and condense Qi. Although it is not a symptomatic antidote, it is more than enough to resist low-level drugs such as Mishen Powder.

However, just now he smelled a faint scent of medicine, and his eyes started spinning and he almost fainted on the spot.

The master-level Mi Shen San has a medicinal effect that is beyond imagination.

Gao Xian felt a little troubled. There was no antidote for this thing, so one had to be very careful when using it. Don't let yourself get knocked out before you could charm others. That would be too funny.

Now it seems that using Mishen Powder to defend oneself is not a smart idea.

We still need to think of a safer and more reliable way to defend ourselves.

Gao Xian took out the Mirror of Love and Lust, and the positive data all increased slightly.

Among them, the ice arrow technique and flaming bomb technique have reached the mastery level.

But according to Lao Wang, these spells operate too slowly and it is difficult for them to exert their power in battle.

Lao Wang is not a good person. After all, he is a cultivator who often goes into the mountains to hunt and has rich combat experience. There is no need to lie to him.

Gao Xian also felt a little guilty. The two spells looked powerful, but could they hit anyone when they were cast? And if they did, how powerful would they be?

He has no idea at all.

Lao Wang also said that swords are more useful! Gao Xian glanced at the pine-patterned long sword stuck beside the bed. With his mediocre sword skills, he would die faster if he fought with others.

The extremely high hand speed of the Electric Light Dragon Hand is helpful for swordsmanship, but it does not provide any substantial improvement.

"Oh, right..."

Gao Xian suddenly had an idea. He thought of a certain sect leader who castrated himself with a sword and practiced a unique sword technique. In order to take advantage of speed, he simply used an embroidery needle instead.

His electric light dragon hand doesn't have much advantage in using a sword, but it should be easy to use it to launch flying needles.

Gao Xian had seen some videos of using flying needles, which were shot with fingers, relying entirely on the strength of fingers and wrists. At the time, he thought it was magical.

With his electric light dragon hand, this was very easy to do.

Thinking of this, Gao Xian became excited.

He packed his things, took a few talismans with him, and pinned the pine-patterned sword on his butterfly.

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

The 蹀躞 is a kind of multifunctional wide belt, which can be used to hang various items. The sword is hung on the 蹀躞 through the 剑彘 (至).

The sword nose is a hook embedded in the scabbard. This way of wearing the sword is more stable and easier to draw.

Although Gao Xian is not good at using a sword, wearing a sword represents a tough attitude, which is used to deter others and avoid trouble.

He held a golden amulet in his left hand in his sleeve. He felt that he was ready and went out.

Gao Xian has been here for a while, and the farthest place he has been to is Lao Wang's house next door.

After leaving home, Gao Xian walked slowly along the loess road.

There is no unified planning for the houses on both sides. The houses built of bricks, stones or loess appear very random, and the courtyard walls are of various styles, looking extremely messy.

The roadside was littered with firewood, bricks, stones and other debris, as well as countless types of household garbage, piled up everywhere, attracting large numbers of mosquitoes and flies.

Gao Xian was not unfamiliar with this scene. His hometown in the countryside used to be like this, except that it was messier and dirtier here.

They met several cultivators along the way, and everyone kept a certain distance. However, there were two female cultivators who looked at Gao Xian with great curiosity, and their flashing eyes showed their strong interest in Gao Xian.

This was a treatment Gao Xian had never experienced in his previous life. He had become accustomed to being ignored as a passerby. It was his most outrageous dream to attract the interest of beautiful women just by walking on the street.

This made Gao Xian feel very good, so he gained a lot of confidence and relaxed a little.

Following the route he remembered, Gao Xian arrived at the busiest central street in Pegasus.

This long street divides Pegasus into two parts, and almost all the shops are on this long street.

There are grain shops, clothing shops, pharmacies, wine shops, weapons shops, grocery stores, etc. The shops on this long street cover all the necessities of food, clothing, housing and transportation for the Pegasus cultivators.

In addition, there are many cultivators setting up stalls along the streets, selling animal skins, meat, low-level magical tools and other items.

The long street was bustling with people coming and going, with all kinds of hawking and talking mixed together, making it seem quite lively.

Such a scene also allowed Gao Xian to truly relax.

It's broad daylight and there are so many people around, I think no one would dare to do anything wrong.

No one chatted with Gao Xian, and unfamiliar practitioners would instinctively keep a distance of five or six feet.

What really made Gao Xian uncomfortable were those cultivators who set up stalls. They all had greasy faces and were nodding and bowing. They looked like small vendors and did not have the demeanor of a cultivator at all.

As soon as he stopped for a moment, the cultivators setting up stalls would immediately come over and introduce themselves enthusiastically.

The attentive attitude of the waiters, which was comparable to that of Haidilao, made Gao Xian, who already had a little social anxiety, even more uneasy, and he could only quicken his pace and leave.

Gao Xian saw from afar that the most imposing pharmacy in the center was the one with a shining plaque hanging at the door and a neatly dressed waiter shouting at the door to attract customers.

He didn't want to meet Shopkeeper Zhu, nor did he want to see Qiniang.

Gao Xian sneaked into a nearby grocery store and spent a few pieces of silver to buy dozens of thick steel needles.

This kind of ordinary household sewing needle is not valuable. It is only in a semi-enclosed area like Feimaji that it can be sold at such a high price.

After returning home safely, Gao Xian held a two-inch long sewing needle between his middle finger and thumb. He said to himself excitedly, "Whether I can succeed depends on this..."

(End of this chapter)