"Senior Brother, what are you saying? You’re stronger than me. What bad intentions could I possibly have? If you don’t see the pills in ten days, you can come and hold me accountable anytime!"
"Right now, I really don’t have any extra pills." The attendant disciple lowered his head, forcing a smile.
As he spoke, his eyes darted around, a glint of malice flickering in their depths.
Hmph! In ten days at most, Senior Brother Zhao Yu will be back. He’s a second-level Qi Refining cultivator. You took the ten high-grade Peiyuan Pills he had reserved. When he returns, you’ll be in for a world of trouble.
"Fine. You’d better not try anything funny, or the consequences of angering me will be severe." Su Shier stared coldly at the other party. He could tell the attendant was up to no good, and a faint killing intent fshed in his eyes.
Over the past six months, Su Shier had been sughtering demonic beasts daily, and an intangible aura of killing intent had formed around him. His temperament was no longer that of the innocent boy who had just left his small vilge.
However, with so many people watching, he couldn’t do anything to the attendant in public. He could only suppress his thoughts for now.
"Of course! Senior Brother, don’t worry!" The attendant disciple forced a smile, but when Su Shier’s gaze swept over him, he couldn’t help but shiver.
This kid… why does he feel so terrifying?
Hmph! What’s there to fear? No matter how strong he is, he’s just a twelve- or thirteen-year-old brat!
With this thought, the attendant disciple calmed down and became even more determined in his pn.
Su Shier no longer paid attention to what the attendant was scheming. After delivering his warning, he turned and left.
In the courtyard, Zhu Hanwei and the others watched Su Shier’s retreating figure with envy.
If they had Su Shier’s strength, they wouldn’t have been bullied by this attendant disciple.
At this moment, the attendant disciple, having seen Su Shier off, finally let out a sigh of relief. He then turned his cold gaze to Zhu Hanwei and the others, threatening, "You little brats, if any of you dare to speak of what happened today, don’t bme me for being ruthless!"
Everyone shuddered and nodded repeatedly, then hurriedly left the pill hall.
However, after witnessing Su Shier’s dispy of power, they no longer felt as much fear toward the attendant disciple.
"I never expected that in just half a year, he’s become so powerful."
"Do you know that guy?"
"Of course! We came to Yunge Sect together. Half a year ago, he was just a little beggar. As soon as he arrived, the peak master sent him to the defective pill room. Who would’ve thought he’d start cultivating before even learning to read!"
As they walked, the group couldn’t help but marvel at Su Shier’s progress.
"I remember the peak master said that little beggar’s spiritual roots were terrible, so his cultivation speed should be very slow," Zhu Hanwei chimed in.
"Right! With such poor spiritual roots, if I start cultivating, I’ll definitely progress faster than him. No, I need to hurry back and start cultivating!" One of the round-faced children, reminded by Zhu Hanwei, spped his thigh and proudly raised his head.
After saying this, the round-faced child gnced at the Peiyuan Pills in his hand and dashed off toward his residence like the wind.
The other children, seeing this, followed suit, running toward their residences as fast as they could.
Soon, only Zhu Hanwei remained. He had no spiritual roots, so his cultivation speed would undoubtedly be slower than Su Shier’s.
He gnced back at the pill hall, then at Su Shier, who was walking along the mountain path.
After a moment of hesitation, Zhu Hanwei looked down at the items he had tucked in his robe, gritted his teeth, and ran after Su Shier.
"Wait, Senior Brother, wait for me!"
"Huh? Do you need something from me?" Su Shier had been walking on his own when he heard the voice behind him. It took him a moment to realize the call was for him, so he stopped and turned to look at the newcomer.
"Senior Brother, I want to buy some Peiyuan Pills from you!" Zhu Hanwei was panting heavily, but when he saw Su Shier, he put on a bright smile.
"Buy Peiyuan Pills? Why do you think I’d sell them to you?" Su Shier was somewhat surprised and looked at Zhu Hanwei with curiosity.
"Peiyuan Pills are mainly for mortals without cultivation. For Qi Refining cultivators, their effectiveness is somewhat diminished. That’s why many senior brothers in the sect trade their annual Peiyuan Pills for money or other cultivation resources!"
Zhu Hanwei quickly expined with a smile.
So that’s how it is. It seems this little fatty, working as the peak master’s pill attendant, has picked up quite a bit of knowledge!
Su Shier’s heart stirred at this revetion.
Peiyuan Pills were indeed of little use to him now. If he could trade them for something else, it might not be a bad idea.
Thinking this, he showed no outward reaction and continued to ask, "If I remember correctly, you don’t have any spiritual roots, do you? What do you need so many Peiyuan Pills for?"
"Having no spiritual roots just means they’re obscured and can’t manifest naturally. With the help of pills, there’s still a chance to reveal them. Peiyuan Pills are one such option."
"However, spiritual roots awakened through pills are usually not very strong. That’s why no sect would waste resources cultivating them."
Zhu Hanwei didn’t hide anything and cheerfully shared what he knew.
Su Shier narrowed his eyes, recalling that after consuming a rge number of top-grade Peiyuan Pills, his sensitivity to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had indeed increased. He immediately knew that Zhu Hanwei’s words were true.
Nodding, he continued, "Selling you a few pills isn’t out of the question. What price are you offering?"
"High-grade Peiyuan Pills are priced at one hundred taels of silver each in the trading square. If Senior Brother is willing to sell, I’ll offer one hundred and twenty taels per pill." Zhu Hanwei’s spirits lifted, and he quickly replied with a smile.
"Trading square? The one on Yihuan Mountain?" Su Shier raised an eyebrow, recalling that the sect manual had mentioned it.
To the east of the sect was Yihuan Mountain, which had a trading square where Qi Refining disciples from various peaks could trade.
"Exactly!" Zhu Hanwei nodded eagerly and quickly added, "I also have some small items I’ve collected recently. If Senior Brother is interested, we can trade with those as well."
As he spoke, he reached into his robe and pulled out a small bundle. Unwrapping it, he revealed a collection of miscelneous items.
Su Shier finally realized that Zhu Hanwei wasn’t as chubby as he appeared. Instead, he had been carrying a small pouch under his robe.
With a quick gnce, Su Shier saw that the items included a broken knife, animal hides, bones, and even a few unknown booklets.
His gaze fell on the books, and he picked them up to examine them.
There were three books in total. One was an unknown miscelny, while the other two were martial arts manuals from the mortal world.
Zhu Hanwei, seeing Su Shier’s interest in the books, felt a surge of joy but maintained a serious expression.
"Senior Brother, you have a good eye. This miscelny is said to have been written by a powerful cultivator during his travels. I spent a full five hundred taels of silver to acquire it!"
"And these two martial arts manuals—Eight Trigrams Fist and Shadowless Phantom Steps—are ancestral secrets of the Zhu family. Once mastered, splitting mountains and walking on snow without leaving a trace are no problem! These are priceless treasures in the outside world!"
As he spoke, Zhu Hanwei began to enthusiastically hype up the items, his words flying fast and his excitement palpable.
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