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Chapter 7 Qingyun Pill
Lin Jingchu smiled and calmly said:
"No, it's just that I really can't bear to see my fellow disciples waste this money. I was originally a rogue cultivator who came to the sect from the Yuanwu Kingdom. I have quite a lot of experience in combat and happen to be proficient in weapon crafting, so I dared to speak up and remind you."
Upon hearing this, the disciples who had been hesitating all showed expressions of gratitude:
"Thank you for the reminder, senior!"
"Hmph! I almost fell for your tricks, you swindler!"
Seeing several guests leave one after another, the man was on the verge of tears.
He turned to Lin Jingchu, who was still standing there, and said irritably, "Why aren't you leaving? Do you expect me to sell this precious mirror to you at a discount?"
Lin Jingchu chuckled and said bluntly, "Senior brother, let's not beat around the bush. In my opinion, this treasure mirror isn't even worth 200 low-grade spirit stones, is it?"
"You're talking nonsense!" The man immediately bristled, as if his tail had been stepped on.
Lin Jingchu said gently, "Senior brother, don't be anxious. The mirror made of mist crystal is a full foot square, but it can only emit a misty light of about ten feet. This shows how high the loss of spiritual energy conversion is."
He grabbed the floating mirror, flipped it over, and gently stroked its back.
"Gel-like slime! It's suitable as a buffer, but this magical artifact still ended up in this state. It must have been discovered during the refining process that the slime layer was too thin, forcing them to change it into a combined artifact. This artifact is truly a failed experiment!"
The man's face flushed and paled in turns, and after a long while, he sighed in despair, "Fine, fine! How much do you want?"
Lin Jingchu smiled smugly: "130 low-grade spirit stones."
"You!" The man's face turned pale with anger, but he finally gritted his teeth and said, "...Deal!"
Lin Jingchu paid the spirit stones, put away the Mist Mirror, and turned to leave with satisfaction, but suddenly remembered something and turned back.
But then they saw the man tossing the spirit stones he had just received, his face full of undisguised smiles.
Seeing him turn around, the man immediately stopped smiling and said seriously, "Cash on delivery, no refunds or exchanges!"
Lin Jingchu was silent for a moment, then asked, "If the mirror is severely damaged, will the mist dissipate immediately?"
The man suppressed a laugh and said, "No. Because the original magic artifact's patterns were forcibly altered, although it caused the flow of spiritual energy to become sluggish, it actually allowed the mirror to continuously spew out misty light for more than ten breaths."
Although he was ripped off by a shady merchant, Lin Jingchu comforted himself by thinking that he only spent 130 spirit stones to get a multi-functional top-tier protective magic weapon.
Time flies like an arrow, and before we knew it, the day had arrived to deliver the Purple Frost Fruit to Song Yu as promised.
At the foot of Baifeng Peak, in a small bamboo pavilion beside a waterfall, Lin Jingchu stood quietly waiting.
"This junior brother is quite handsome."
"Are you here to see which senior or junior sister?"
Not far away, two female disciples were riding on flying swords, seemingly moving slowly, but in reality they were frequently turning their heads to look back and whispering to each other.
The whispers drifted intermittently into Lin Jingchu's ears on the mountain breeze.
Lin Jingchu focused his gaze on the snow-white flowers planted before him, his eyes fixed on his nose and his heart.
He deliberately chose a remote place to send the transmission talisman, but unexpectedly he still ran into Bai Fengfeng's fellow disciples.
Fortunately, the two gossipy senior sisters left before Song Yu arrived.
A moment later, a graceful figure, riding a jade flute, descended from the misty mountain peaks and landed lightly in front of the pavilion.
"Junior Brother Lin, I've kept you waiting." The pretty figure landed and smiled sweetly at Lin Jingchu.
Lin Jingchu took out a wooden box that was emitting a cold aura and handed it over:
"I was just enjoying the beautiful and unique scenery of Baifeng Peak when I was surprised to find that even this bamboo pavilion was full of lovely flowers."
Song Yu put away the wooden box, glanced at the elegant flowers and plants by the pavilion, and said softly, "These are Moon-Scarred Roses. Perhaps one of my fellow disciples with leisure time planted them here."
Lin Jingchu, taking advantage of the situation, asked out of curiosity, "Does Senior Sister Song also enjoy tending to flowers and plants?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Song Yu's eyes. He couldn't understand why his junior brother, who was usually so focused on cultivation, would be so leisurely today. But he still replied softly:
"I do it occasionally, just to enjoy myself. In my spare time, I prefer to enjoy tea and play the zither."
"Junior Brother knows nothing about music. But he does know a little about tea. There is a treasure land in your hometown, Yuanwu Kingdom, that produces famous tea, called Biyun Mountain. If you have the opportunity to go back in the future, please bring some back for Senior Sister."
Song Yu smiled slightly and nodded, "Then I thank you in advance, Junior Brother."
The two chatted casually in the quiet bamboo pavilion, enjoying the mountain breeze and the fragrance of flowers.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lin Jingchu got up to take his leave.
Upon returning to his residence on Tianquan Peak, he immediately activated the protective barrier inside the house. Then, with a thought, a jade bottle appeared out of thin air in his palm.
[Quest Completed: The Promise of Spirit Fruit (Long-Term)]
[Quest Reward: 1 bottle of Qingyun Pill]
[Qingyun Pill: A superior elixir for advancing cultivation during the Qi Refining stage, crafted with various spiritual fruits, century-old Tian Shan snow lotus, and other precious ingredients. Its medicinal power is abundant yet gentle.]
Upon opening the bottle, a refreshing and invigorating medicinal fragrance instantly fills the air, instantly uplifting the spirit.
Lin Jingchu scanned the bottle with his divine sense and found thirty pills, each the size of a longan seed, lying quietly inside.
He poured out one pill, and saw that the pill was clear and lustrous, surrounded by a faint spiritual light.
"This spiritual energy fluctuation is more than ten times stronger than the 'Harmony Pill' I usually take! No wonder it's a spiritual pill that came from Song Yu."
With a flick of his wrist, Lin Jingchu swallowed the Qingyun Pill.
The elixir melted upon entering the mouth, transforming into a warm yet pure and surging spiritual liquid that rapidly spread throughout the body and eventually returned to the dantian.
He immediately sat cross-legged and began to practice the water-based cultivation technique, "Huichuan Jue".
This technique was first practiced when my memories were clouded, and it can be cultivated up to the Foundation Establishment stage. The technique is balanced and peaceful, making it easier to break through to higher realms. However, its weakness is also quite obvious: it lacks offensive power.
The powerful medicinal properties circulate throughout the body along the meridians, bringing a pleasant warmth wherever they pass.
With these thirty Qingyun Pills, one each morning, noon, and evening, I finally began to live the life of eating elixirs like food.
Just as Lin Jingchu was focused on refining the medicinal power, on White Phoenix Peak, Song Yu finished her daily routine of cultivation.
She had just gotten up from the futon when a sound transmission talisman flew into the cave and hovered in front of her.
With a light tap of her delicate hand, Senior Sister Meng's clear voice rang out: "Junior Sister Song, it's me, Meng Yao. I've come to see Xiao Yun'er."
Song Yu put away the bottle of Qingyun Pills that was his monthly allowance, walked slowly to the front hall, and waved his hand to open the cave's protective barrier.
"Junior Sister Song!" Meng Yao walked in with light steps.
The Snow Cloud Fox, who had been curled up in the corner pretending to sleep, got up and stretched as soon as it sensed the movement, and was immediately embraced by a broad chest.
"Sizzle—!"
"Xiaoyun!" Ignoring the little guy's protests, Meng Yao buried her face in the soft fox fur.
Just as Song Yu was about to take out the jade porcelain tea set to brew tea, he saw Xue Yunhu looking at him with pleading eyes. With a flick of his wrist, a jade plate appeared, filled with purple fruits.
"Senior sister, this is the purple frost fruit that Xiaoyun loves to eat."
"Where did this fruit come from?"
"Do you remember that junior brother who sold fox cubs? I made an agreement with him to deliver them every seven days."
Senior Sister Meng's expression hardened. "Junior Sister Song, next time that junior brother brings Purple Frost Fruit, remember to let me know so I can join in the fun."