Li Yingfeng opened the door of the shop in a daze. Since Master rushed back to Wu Kong Mountain a few days ago, he hasn't returned yet. For these two days, because Master was not around, she closed the door of the shop. Anyway, the recent goods have been sold out, and the next batch of spiritual pills from Fourth Master Aunt has not been produced yet, so there is nothing to sell in the shop.

  The Wu Kong Jian Men was just a small sect, with no notable achievements. In the Eastern Floating City, there was only this one small shop, which mostly sold spiritual pills refined by Si Shu and magical artifacts refined by Er Shu. With nothing to do, she simply went to sleep. After reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, her need for sleep had decreased greatly, but for women, sleeping was no longer just a necessity, it was also a form of enjoyment. Li Ying Feng was no exception, often sleeping with puffy eyes and a dazed expression, completely different from her usual sharp and elegant demeanor.

  Huh?

  Dazed and confused, Li Yingfeng seemed to see many people outside the door. She was suddenly startled, and her sleepiness vanished instantly. When she saw the densely packed crowd at the door, she stood there stupidly.

  What happened to so many people...

  "It's open!"

  "It's finally open!"

  "Hey boss, I want to buy..."

  ……

  As soon as she pushed open the door, it was like igniting a fuse, and the originally calm scene suddenly became noisy and chaotic. Looking at the sea of people in front of her, Li Yingfeng stood frozen like a stone statue at the entrance of the store.

  His whole body felt numb and aching all over.

  With great difficulty controlling the spiritual energy within him, the ice crystal sword hovering in mid-air wobbled precariously. He glared with wide eyes, straining to control the last vestiges of his remaining spiritual energy.

  "Go!"

  The voice is hoarse and unpleasant to listen to.

  A sword of ice crystals hovering in mid-air suddenly transformed into a white light, leaving behind a faint mist of cold air.

  Bang!

  A white light was shining directly at a wooden target ten zhang away, and upon closer inspection, the target had a portrait of a person painted on it - it was Luo Li, the very person that Zuo Mo had cursed countless times in his heart.

  The wooden target suddenly shattered into four or five pieces, and a thin layer of ice crystals covered each fragment.

  "Let's fight, brother! I won't let you off easy!"

  ……

  Opening his eyes, Mo couldn't help but groan in pain. With great difficulty, he struggled to get up and looked around at the scenery before remembering that he had fainted from exhaustion while practicing the "Lishui Sword Technique". Looking down at his mud-covered body, he thought back to his dream where he had shattered a wooden target painted with the image of Luo Li, and he couldn't help but laugh foolishly. How ridiculous!

  One thousand and six times!

  The numbers he wrote down before he passed out. His spiritual energy was at a dangerous level, and he had consumed too much of it before passing out. He decided to go to the stone room to recover some spiritual energy. The pain all over his body made every step painful, but he could only see himself crawling towards the entrance like a turtle, making humming noises in his mouth.

  "Master! Master!"

  Zuo Mo heard someone suddenly shouting outside the valley, and it sounded somewhat familiar. He stopped in his tracks. In his heart, he secretly rejoiced that he hadn't entered the stone room.

  Xu Yi's senior brother flew in, and upon seeing Zuo Mo's disheveled appearance, he was taken aback at first, then burst out laughing: "How did you end up like this, junior brother?"

  Zuo Mo smiled wryly and said, "I wasn't careful while practicing swordplay and fell."

  "Brother is really diligent and hardworking!" Xu Yi praised, then immediately said: "As for Brother's affair with Luo Li Shixiong, I don't think it's right for me to say anything. I heard that Brother lacks crystal stones, I still have some here, let me give them to you to help out in an emergency." After saying this, he took out two third-grade crystal stones.

  Zuo Mo was stunned. He didn't have a bad impression of Xu Yi, but they weren't close friends either. He had never thought that Xu Yi would take his side in this matter. The fact that the other party came to him today and actively handed over the crystal stone was too strange.

  However, what happened next was even more unexpected by Zuo Mo as his senior apprentice brother Xu Yi took action.

  Only to see Master Xu Yi take out a silver armguard and hand it over to Zuo Mo: "This Star Silver Protective Wristband is a defensive treasure I refined, second-grade, able to block three attacks from a cultivator in the Condensing Stage." After saying that, he unceremoniously stuffed the wristband into Zuo Mo's chest.

  Left in a daze, completely didn't understand what was going on.

  "By the way, does your junior brother still have some of his Great Strength Pills in stock?" Xu Yi asked warmly.

  "Big Power Pill?" How did Master Xu Yi know about the Big Power Pill? Looking at the two third-grade crystal stones and the silver shining wrist guard in his hand, Luo Mo was completely stunned by the pie that fell from the sky. He subconsciously replied: "Out of stock."

  "I'd like to reserve 100 of them for my junior brother, with each one containing 50 second-grade crystal stones. How about that?" Xǔ Yì asked, staring at Zuǒ Mò.

  Fifty pieces of second-grade crystal stone, one grain... One hundred grains...

  Are you dreaming? Haven't woken up from your dream yet? He stared blankly at a nearby spot - there was no wooden target with Luo Lishi's face painted on it!

  Not dreaming...

  "One hundred grains... each grain fifty two-product crystal stones..." he muttered to himself.

  "Not bad, how's your mood, little brother?" Xu Yi asked with some tension.

  Is this world crazy?

  Zuo Mo stared intently at his senior fellow apprentice Xu Yi, his mind numb with thought.

  "Could it be that something is troubling you, Young Master?" Xu Yi asked, seeing that Zuo Mo had not reacted for half a day.

  "No problem." His voice was weak and toneless, somehow he didn't have the slightest excitement, maybe it was just too unreal.

  "Great! I knew you'd help out, little brother." Xǔ Yìxǐ smiled and somehow produced five three-product crystal stones from who-knows-where, stuffing them into Zuǒ Mò's hand: "These five three-product crystal stones will serve as a deposit. Little brother, your body is important, don't overexert yourself - you don't have to bring all 100 grains at once. Hmm, after the sect's assessment, there's no rush either."

  Zuo Mo nodded silently in agreement.

  Watching Master Xu Yi leave with a satisfied expression, he remained stunned, unable to react for half a day.

  Who can tell himself what's going on?

  It's probably just a dream, Zuo Mo thought to himself. Maybe the next moment he would wake up and everything in his hand would disappear.

  "Is Master's nephew here?"

  Yan Le's uncle's voice came from outside the valley. Before Mo could respond, Yan Le's aunt flew in.

  Yan Le Yi saw Zuo Mo's appearance and was also stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Hmph, my disciple is indeed diligent and hardworking! It seems that this time the sect's assessment has great promise!"

  "Master Bo!" Zuo Mo didn't dare be slow, despite his whole body aching, and hastily paid his respects.

  Yan Le Shi Bo saw what was in Zuo Mo's hands, and thinking of Xu Yi whom he had met outside the valley earlier, couldn't help but curse silently. This kid Xu Yi usually looked calm and collected, but his hands were quite quick.

  "I just met Master Xu Yi, I suppose he came to order some Great Strength Pills from you." Yan Le said with a smile.

  "Huh? How did Master Yan know?" Of the several seniors, Zuo Mo felt that the most amiable one was probably the Yan Le Shibo in front of him.

  "Heh heh, how much did he order?" Yan Le asked back instead of answering.

  "One hundred grains."

  As expected, Second Master is indeed ruthless. Yan Le's heart secretly cursed, but the smile on his face grew even more amiable: "Master Uncle has come this time also for the Great Strength Pill."

  Just as Zuo Mo came back to his senses, he was stunned again.

  "Does Shizu's Dairi Maru contain solar essence?" Yan Le asked, staring at Zuo Mo.

  "Yes." Zu Mo nodded woodenly.

  Yan Le applauded and said, "Indeed it is!" Zuo Mo was startled, his mind a mess, he couldn't help but ask, "Disciple doesn't understand, Master, what's going on?"

  "Heh heh, don't be impatient, young master. Let me tell you in detail." Yan Le then gave Zuo Mo a detailed account of the appraisal results of the Great Strength Pill.

  Spark?

  I've seen it in the classics, whether it's refining equipment or refining elixirs, as long as the fire-refining method is used, this type of fire is almost essential. The rarer and more precious the high-quality fire is, the greater the help it provides for refinement. Especially for those masters who refine equipment and elixirs, fire is even more important.

  It suddenly dawned on him.

  Jīn Wū Huǒ is what, he wasn't clear, but if it's really as Yán Lè Shī Bó said, among the four kinds of fire, it's also a fine product. In an instant, he understood the value of the elixir he was refining. Jīn Wū Huǒ is absolutely the thing that alchemists and artifact refiners dream of!

  Yan Le secretly paid attention to Zuo Mo's expression, but unfortunately, Zuo Mo had a zombie-like face and couldn't see any clues.

  "What I mean by 'taking the lead' is that I hope to obtain the exclusive dealership rights for the Great Strength Pill from you, Master. As for the price, don't worry, we'll follow the market price." Yan Le said slowly while staring at Zuo Mo.

  Exclusive distribution rights?

  Zuo Mo nodded without hesitation: "This is no problem." To him, selling to whoever was the same. But his foundation was in the sect, if he gave the exclusive agency rights to the sect, the sect would naturally give him corresponding returns. In this regard, the Sect Master had always been fair and just, Zuo Mo trusted him very much.

  Yan Le was quite satisfied with Zuo Mo's answer and thought to himself, although Zuo Mo's origins were unclear, he was still very loyal to the sect.

  His expression on his face was even more kind and gentle: "Good. Don't worry, we won't treat you unfairly either. In addition to the crystal stone being priced at market value, the contribution of each Great Strength Pill will be counted as double. If you are also interested in sword repair, in the future, our sect's 'Invisible Sword Manual', 'Empty Sword Manual', and those four-grade sword manuals can all be passed on to you. Don't disappoint the sect's expectations of you. By the way, the name Great Strength Pill is really hard to hear, so from now on it will be changed to Golden Crow Pill."

  After finishing speaking, he took out a blue vest and handed it to Zuo Mo: "This second-grade Xian Luan Ling Jia is also a bit of Master's intention. You wear it on your body every day, and you'll have more protection."

  Zuo Mo hastily bowed and thanked him.

  "Shi Shu will probably have to refine some soon." Yan Le's face showed a look of distress: "Now your Shi Jie is surrounded by people and can't get away. Only if we sell some quickly, can the matter be settled."

  He couldn't help but admire the insight of his senior brother, the master of the sect. If they really didn't sell, he feared that their small shop in Dongfu would be demolished immediately, leaving not a single tile intact. The Wu Kong Sect would undoubtedly become the target of public criticism. At that time, it was hard to say whether Zuo Mo could be kept.

  Zuo was shocked, he had never thought that things would turn out like this. He immediately said: "Master, rest assured, I will refine a batch right away." Not to mention anything else, Li Yingfeng's sister is in trouble, and he can't just sit back and do nothing.

  Yan Le nodded in satisfaction and reminded Zuo Mo once more before leaving.

  Zuo Mo suddenly came back to his senses, opened his eyes wide and gradually became excited!

  Curiously, he examined the Xianlan Lingjia in his hand. This was his first time seeing a spiritual armor, and curiously, he channeled his spiritual energy into it. Suddenly, the Xianlan inner armor on his hand melted into a ball of blue water, spreading along his arm and quickly covering his entire body. He could clearly feel the connection between this spiritual armor and himself.

  Are we really going to get rich?

  He stared blankly at the Xianlan Spirit Armor on his body, and in his eyes, there were still a few parts that couldn't be believed.