Its actual resident population? Around 54,307.520.
Luo Xian Sect wasn’t a school.
It didn’t hand out free cultivation resources.
Everything had to be earned.
Some of the most common ways included:
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Completing sect missions.
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Refining and selling pills.
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Growing and trading spirit herbs.
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Hunting beasts for beast cores.
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Venturing into the deep mountains to harvest rare spirit plants.
But sometimes, the resources you acquire weren’t what you needed.
That’s where the sect market came in.
Over centuries, Luo Xian Sect’s marketplace had flourished, becoming a mature and well-regulated trading hub.
Of course, prices fluctuated depending on the availability and rarity of cultivation materials.
Right now—
The market was bustling with life.
“Whoa! Look! It’s the living legend—Li Jun!”
A wave of excitement spread across the marketplace.
Heads turned.
In the middle of the crowd—
Li Jun stood with his usual gentle smile.
His handsome features, elegant demeanor, and aura of genius made him shine like a sun.
From the fanatical expressions of the surrounding disciples, it was clear—
Among Luo Xian Sect’s younger generation, Li Jun’s popularity was undeniable.
Even senior disciples gave him polite nods, especially out of respect for Lu Dancheng.
But truthfully, Li Jun’s charm and social finesse made him naturally likable to everyone.
“I heard that when Li Jun first joined the sect, he was only at Qi Refinement Stage Two. But after just one year, he’s already at Qi Refinement Stage Three! Advancing one level per year—definitely worthy of being the number one on the Newcomer Rankings!”
“That’s nothing! I heard that his talent in alchemy is insane, too! Even the Sect Master of Xian Ding Peak personally praised him!”
“Hah! You guys are so out of the loop.”
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A disciple whispered conspiratorially—
“I heard that Li Jun once ventured into the Ten Thousand Tombs Forest alone for training! You see that beast fang on his belt? They say it came from a Stage Four ferocious tiger!”
“Are you serious?! Tigers are king-class beasts! Even among demonic beasts, they’re known for their brutality! Li Jun defeated one at a higher cultivation stage?!”
“Tsk! What do you think? He’s the number one on the Newcomer Rankings!”
A group of burly cultivators from Qian Ren Peak—all hairy as wild beasts—were sitting at a stall, drinking tea and gossiping like a bunch of aunties at a neighborhood meeting.
Spittle flew as they exaggerated the tales of Li Jun.
If no one stopped them, they might propel him straight into ascension with their words alone.
“Hey, what about the number two on the rankings—Chi Xiao? She’s a total beauty, right?”
The Qian Ren Peak disciples exchanged looks.
“Of course.”
“Chi Xiao from Piao Miao Peak is a complete wild card! Just as strong as Li Jun—Qi Refinement Stage Three—but she’s a straight-up battle maniac! I heard she’s beaten up half the newcomers already.”
“Yeah, she’s got a bad temper. Sees someone she doesn’t like? Boom—insta-beatdown. She’s been screaming for some guy to come out and die for a whole year, but he never showed up.”
“I heard about that! What did that guy do to her to make her this mad?!”
“Maybe he did something unforgivable? If that’s the case, I can’t just sit by and do nothing!”
“Pfft! Stop acting righteous. I heard—”
One of them lowered his voice, eyes shifting.
“I heard… Chi Xiao is still a virgin.”
“WHOA—seriously?!”
“That’s juicy! Tell me more—”
The hairy cultivators huddled together, their gossip session intensifying as they moved on.
Meanwhile, the stall owner sighed deeply.
“…See? This is exactly why you should never mess with women. Especially beautiful women. It always backfires on you.”
That stall owner—was Han Luo .
Disguised with the Copper Mirror, he had suppressed his cultivation and changed his appearance.
Unless someone’s spiritual sense was strong enough to overpower the artifact, no one could see through his disguise.
He silently took out his little notebook—
And upgraded Chi Xiao’s threat level to SS+.
Then, with a solemn heart, he prayed—
“Please… never let me run into her. Not even once. Not in this life. Not in any life.”
"Heavens above, I thank your ancestors for eight generations."
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“Boss, how much for this Stage One beast core?”
A customer approached. Han Luo smiled warmly, ready for business.
Then he froze.
He paled.
“Holy—No way! I was just praying! Why does this always happen?! Murphy’s Law—ARE YOU A CHINESE IMMORTAL OR WHAT?!”
Standing in front of him—
Was a lively young girl browsing the goods.
And right behind her— Was Chi Xiao.
She wore a fiery red robe, embroidered with a golden phoenix. That phoenix seemed alive, its wings poised to soar.
Coupled with Chi Xiao’s fiery presence, it was no wonder she drew an entire crowd around her.
If his disguise failed right now—
The sheer number of people watching would be enough to bury him alive in spit.
Han Luo forced himself to stay calm.
“Ahem… One hundred twenty lower-grade spirit stones per core.”
His voice was steady—his face, perfectly composed. The girl looked pleased and handed over the stones.
“Perfect! I’ve been needing these for my pill refining. Thanks!”
Han Luo nodded politely.
But in that instant— Heat.
A suffocating wave of heat surged toward him. Chi Xiao had moved—stopping just half a meter away.
Her eyes flashed with a golden light, activating some innate divine ability. Han Luo felt his Copper Mirror tremble—it was actively resisting her scrutiny.
“Sister Xiao?” The girl called softly, but Chi Xiao didn’t respond.
She was staring at him.
“…Have we met before?” Chi Xiao’s expression hardened.
The moment he smiled just now, something had felt familiar—
Like she had glimpsed a ghost from the past.
In her hand, a massive crimson spear appeared.
Han Luo internally screamed.
Oh hell no. If I get exposed here, I’m dead!
To be a super genius, only to die trampled by angry fangirls—that would be the biggest joke in history.
“Ahem… Sister Xiao, you must be mistaken.”
Time to act.
Han Luo avoided eye contact, shifted awkwardly, and even took a small step back—playing the nervous, shy little shopkeeper.
Chi Xiao narrowed her eyes, observing his every move. Then, she suddenly snorted.
With a flick of her hand, she pulled out a wanted poster—his actual face drawn on it.
“Seen this guy?” Han Luo gulped.
“No—n-n-nope. Never!” Chi Xiao smirked.
“Good. If you ever see him, tell me.”
She slung an arm around the younger girl.
“I’ll even let you marry Lu Long.”
“Sister Xiao!” Lu Long looked horrified.
Chi Xiao grinned mischievously and strode away.
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