"Catechumen is here, come quickly, your sister-in-law has stewed some animal meat, let's drink some together."
"Well, I'm in for a treat then."
Jiang Yun handed over the gift box as he spoke. The monk opposite took it skillfully and welcomed Jiang Yun in.
Inside the room, a female cultivator in plain silk dress was busy preparing food, while a chubby boy was staring at the stewed meat in the bowl beside her.
These people were Jiang Yun's neighbors. The man was Jiang Mingyuan, at the ninth level of Qi Refining. The woman was Xu Yiling, at the eighth level of Qi Refining. The child was their seven-year-old, nicknamed Dabao.
Jiang Yun's relationship with the other party stems from the fact that their family makes a living by crafting talisman leather and paper. This is also the most common trade in Ziyang City. Jiang Yun is currently learning to draw talismans.
Jiang Yun was invited to the table by the enthusiastic couple. Dabao carefully called him "uncle" and Jiang Yun took out a handful of melon seeds and handed them to him.
Next, Xu Yiling and her son ate at a small table nearby, while Jiang Yun and Jiang Mingyuan started drinking and chatting at the big table.
"Hey, Brother Mu, it's difficult. My talent in drawing talismans is far inferior to yours."
After drinking a few glasses, Jiang Mingyuan started to complain again. Yes, there are too many people making talisman paper and ink.
At least in Ziyang City, there was one on every street. To supplement his family income, Jiang Mingyuan worked part-time as a demon hunter. He even paid for spirit stones to learn talisman drawing, but unfortunately, he could only draw a few simple first-grade, low-grade talismans.
In Ziyang City, the holy land of talismans, low-grade first-grade talismans had long been sold for so little they could barely earn a few spirit stones, not to mention the multitude of talisman masters.
"It's difficult! I can only persist in studying because I have the support of elixirs. Otherwise, well, let's not talk about it!" Jiang Yun said and took a sip of wine.
"I believe that Brother Mu will be able to restore the glory of our family."
Jiang Yun's pseudonym is Mu Lin, the last hope of the Mu family, who is preparing to rebuild the family's image after advancing to the foundation-building stage.
Just as the two of them were drinking, someone suddenly knocked on the door of Jiang Yun's house across the street. Jiang Yun looked out the window and found that it was his neighbor Wang Ruliu again.
"Brother, don't mess with this girl. I heard there's a powerful monk behind her, and she doesn't look like a decent woman. If you're interested, I'll ask my sister-in-law to introduce you to some nice girls from decent families."
Jiang Mingyuan also noticed the situation at the door of Jiang Yun's house. He secretly glanced at his wife and advised her.
"I know, bro, I just don't know why he keeps pestering me."
Jiang Yun watched Wang Ruliu call out for a while, seeing no one answer, and then return to his own yard. Ever since he moved in, this neighbor had been incredibly helpful, much to Jiang Yun's annoyance.
"Hehe! You might not know this, brother. You are the perfect partner for many female cultivators near us. You can make pills and draw talismans. You have the opportunity to advance to the foundation-building stage. I asked your sister-in-law to introduce you to more than one person."
Jiang Yun was at a loss for words when he heard this. He had never expected himself to be so popular. He immediately shook his head and said:
"I won't consider this matter unless I advance to the foundation-building stage."
Jiang Mingyuan knew his neighbor's ambition, so he didn't mention it again. In the end, Jiang Yun bought a lot of fine talisman paper and spiritual ink from Jiang Mingyuan at a discounted price. Only then did he return to his own residence with the couple seeing him off.
This was not the first time Jiang Yun bought talisman paper from the other party. He put down the talisman paper and was about to sort it out when Wang Ruliu's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.
"Friend, I see you're back. Please come in and have a seat."
Jiang Yun had no choice but to put the talisman aside and open the formation. Wang Ruliu was indeed waiting outside in a red dress and flaming red lips.
"Friend Wang, please come in!"
Jiang Yun moved aside to let Wang Ruliu come into the living room.
"I wonder what brings you here, Brother Wang?"
Jiang Yun's serious words made Wang Ruliu cover her mouth and giggle, and then she said in a gentle and moving voice:
"If I'm fine, can't I come to see the seekers?"
Looking at Jiang Yun who was sitting at the top, he frowned slightly and said with a serious expression:
"Do you want a foundation-building pill, fellow Daoist?"
"What?"
Jiang Yun was shocked and stood up, looking at Wang Ruliu's delicate face with a puzzled expression.
"Don't be surprised, fellow seeker. I have a spot for the Foundation Establishment Pill."
Jiang Yun then sat down again and asked calmly:
"Fellow Daoist, are you teasing me? The Foundation Establishment Pill is such a medicinal elixir, it's not something we casual cultivators can easily get a quota for."
"Haha, whether you believe it or not, this is something I paid a huge price for. Do you know what happened at Dan Ding Pavilion two years ago?"
Jiang Yun was certainly familiar with what Wang Ruliu was talking about; he was the person involved at the time. The Demon Suppression Division had been investigating the matter for a long time, and then the news leaked from the Dan Ding Pavilion staff, and people learned that a demon cultivator had secretly sold an authentic Foundation Establishment Pill. This immediately caused a sensation throughout the inner city.
Because all cultivators capable of refining second-tier elixirs had already been recruited, the Offering Hall and major herbal medicine shops were in urgent need of master alchemists. Even Jiang Yun, a top-tier first-tier alchemist, had countless requests for recruitment. However, since he was aiming for the Offering Hall, he declined.
Every cultivator who came here wanted to build their foundation, and besides the orthodox Foundation Building Pills from their sects, even the Demon Pill Crystal Core versions were extremely rare. The appearance of one here meant the sect had lost one. But what was even more surprising was that no major sects had reported any loss of Foundation Building Pills.
From then on, this foundation-building cultivator became the person whose identity all the independent cultivators wanted to know the most. Some said he was actually the sect's mysterious alchemist, while others said he had discovered a new medicine garden containing foundation-building elixirs and was an extremely powerful alchemist.
There were even more outrageous claims, some saying this was a true immortal playing around in the human world, some saying he was the ancestor of a certain sect. In the end, all the independent cultivators thought that if they could find this cultivator, they would have a chance to obtain the foundation-building pill.
Jiang Yun certainly knew what was going on. He had never expected that a Foundation Establishment Pill he casually sold would cause such a sensation.
Seeing Jiang Yun remained silent, Wang Ruliu continued:
"The underground shadow trade fair in Ziyang Immortal City will release several foundation-building pills soon. They will be ranked according to the contribution of each cultivator. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask. I am alone and weak, so I came to you. When we get a foundation-building pill, I am willing to give it to you. I only hope that you can give me some support."
After Wang Ruliu finished speaking, her cheeks flushed red, and she slumped down on the chair, revealing a hint of white skin under her low-cut red dress. Temptation and shy innocence appeared on each other at the same time.
"This..." Jiang Yun showed hesitation on his face, but he was extremely uneasy in his heart. He did not expect that he had simply agreed to the alchemy request of the underground trade fair, but it became known to everyone.
"Okay, I'll find out more first. Please go back, fellow Taoist!"
Jiang Yun pretended to be excited, but he was actually very calm inside. After seeing Wang Ruliu off, he began to think carefully in his chair.
At this moment, the sound transmission note in his storage bag suddenly vibrated. This meant that the underground trade fair had prepared the raw materials and needed him to refine the elixir.
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