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Chapter 22: The balance is longer than her lifeline
The disciples of Danwang Sect have always had a good reputation outside.
These alchemists need to cooperate with others for a long time, and they need credibility. Li Yang can be shameless in front of outsiders, but Fang Yizhou and Danwang Sect cannot.
Since this sentence was recorded on the photo stone and seen by others, he must carry it out.
The man was furious again. He casually took out two bottles of Soul Gathering Pills from his mustard bag and threw them into Li Yang’s hands.
Li Yang took it with a smile and didn’t check it.
Fang Yizhou was about to leave when he heard her shouting, “Take a look. This is the Soul Gathering Pill made by Fang Yizhou, the chief disciple of Danwang Sect. Each pill only costs one thousand spirit stones. You’ll make a profit if you buy one. Come and buy it. First come, first served.”
“Li Yang!” Fang Yizhou’s voice was filled with disbelief: “You want to sell the pills I gave you?”
Dan Xiu is already rare, and elixirs are even rarer. Things like the Soul Gathering Pill have always been in short supply, and even those who want to buy them cannot buy them. Yet, she got two bottles in one go and actually sold them directly?
Li Yang said confidently: “You also said it was for me, so what if I sold it?”
He sneered: “Are you crazy because of poverty?”
Li Yang ignored her ridicule and even introduced the elixir to the people around him in a friendly manner: “This is the elixir refined by Fang Yizhou. Everyone knows that he is the chief of the Danwang Sect, has the Divine Phoenix Pill Body, and is the most talented elixir practitioner. Don’t you still trust his reputation? The quality of these two bottles of Gathering Spirit Pills is at least top-grade. You can’t lose out by spending a thousand spirit stones on them.”
Fang Yizhou’s eyelids twitched.
It was not until this time that he understood what Li Yang meant.
This person was doubting the quality of his own pills, thinking that what he gave her was nothing good, so he offered to sell it to someone else.
Let other independent cultivators buy it, and let everyone know that what Fang Yizhou refines are low-quality, inferior Spirit Gathering Pills.
How ridiculous it is that he doesn’t believe him.
Fang Yizhou’s face turned red with anger. He stepped forward and snatched Li Yang’s Soul Gathering Pill, replaced it with two good bottles for her, and yelled at her: “I took the wrong one.”
She smiled even more happily: “Thank you, boss!”
Fang Yizhou paused for a moment, as if his fist was hitting cotton. He felt like he was almost suffocating. He stopped talking and led the rest of the Danwang Sect’s disciples away with a stern face.
Before leaving, Feng Yao looked back at Li Yang, her eyes full of dissatisfaction and accusation.
In the Yao Shi Secret Realm, she was chased by snakes, chased by rats, and scolded by her senior brother. She will remember this grudge.
Feng Yao has been favored since she was young, and no one has ever hit her so repeatedly. She feels very uncomfortable.
She even felt inexplicably that Li Yang was against her.
But in fact, Li Yang was against every disciple of Danwang Sect.
The quality of the pills Fang Yizhou gave her this time was definitely top-notch, so she naturally didn’t sell them. She stuffed them all at once to Zhuang Churan and shook her hand: “Second Senior Sister, let’s go back!”
Zhuang Churan frowned and followed her while muttering: “Your realm is already lower, you should absorb more spiritual energy…”
“Don’t worry!”
The girl seemed to be in a good mood, humming: “I have my own way to improve.”
“If you don’t want the Soul Gathering Pill, I’ll sell it to you.”
Two large bottles of elixirs can be sold for at least 20,000 spirit stones.
Zhuang Churan pursed his lips and said, “Then I’ll buy it and give you the spirit stone.”
Li Yang made a gesture and said: “We got it together, half for each of us, just give me 10,000 spirit stones.” It’s impossible not to have the money.
When it comes to spiritual stones, the little money-grubber’s eyes light up.
Zhuang Churan found it funny and transferred 20,000 spirit stones to Li Yang from his spirit stone card.
Li Yang also took a look at the balance in her card.
Li Yang: ???
Damn, aren’t they said that all sword cultivators are poor?
The series of numbers on Second Senior Sister’s list was longer than her lifeline.
Li Yang was so scared that he quickly hugged Zhuang Churan’s arm and said, “Second Senior Sister, please stick with me.”
She curled her lips.
The next second, she looked down at the card, and the curve of her lips gradually smoothed out.
After returning, Li Yang spent all his time in the yard except for attending the basic courses of Yufeng Sect.
The girl cleared out the small room on the east side and made a simple kitchen for cooking and making dishes.
The food in the space can be kept fresh and warm, so she simply made some extra delicious food and saved it for later.
She even bought a lot of lunch boxes in advance.
As a result, the residential area of Yufeng Sect has been filled with various fragrances almost every day these days.
The mountain where the school is located is the highest mountain in the Yufeng Sect. The rest of the sect members stood in a row outside, looking at the curling smoke.
Bai Yu couldn’t help but sigh: “Junior Sister has cooked fifteen meals in three days. Is she the reincarnation of a starving ghost?”
Ning Shiyan held his head with both hands and looked eagerly: “It smells so good…”
Li Yang’s cooking skills have always been good.
With just one pot and a few dishes, she can cook more than a dozen different dishes.
Bai Yu patted him and said, “Junior brother, just look at what Junior Sister made, but don’t even think about eating it.”
Not everyone can eat monster meat.
No, it should be said that except Li Yang, no one else can bear it.
“But……”
Ning Shiyan tilted his head: “Second Senior Sister has already brought her own bowl and chopsticks in.”?”
Bai Yu lowered her eyes and continued to watch. Zhuang Churan had entered Li Yang’s yard at some point and helped her serve the rice.
Bai Yu nodded his chin: “How long has the little sister been here? Why does the second sister like to play with her so much?”
And they were really just playing. Zhuang Churan didn’t look for Li Yang to fight with. He just ran to Li Yang all day and teased him like a child.
This made the young man, who was also a sword cultivator and had always been beaten by his senior sister, feel incredible and even a little angry.
So the junior sister is a treasure, but the junior brother is just grass?
Bai Yu pulled Ning Shiyan to step onto the Qingfeng Sword and said, “Come on, let’s go, Junior Brother, let’s go and have some free food too.”
The socially anxious boy was about to refuse, but Bai Yu moved very quickly and flew away.
By the time Lou Qi reacted, his fellow apprentices had already abandoned him and joined the opposing camp.
Xu Siqing asked: “Aren’t you going over?”
Lou Qi shook his head: “I don’t fit in.”
After returning from the Cliff of Repentance last time, Junior Sister seemed really angry. They haven’t spoken to each other in the past few days.
Xu Siqing rolled his eyes. “Li Yang doesn’t seem like the type to care about trivial matters. I tricked her into coming to the Yufeng Sect, but she didn’t hold it against me. I guess she has long forgotten about your incident. Don’t think too much about it. You are from the same sect, and you will be teammates who can rely on each other in the future. You should keep in touch with each other. As the eldest senior brother, you should try to be more sociable.”
While they were talking, Bai Yu and Ning Shiyan had already landed in the Li Yang courtyard.
I don’t know what they talked about, but the team serving the rice became four people.
Lou Qi frowned, and even his fingers were curled up.
Xu Siqing said, “The Rebirth Illusionary Realm will open in half a month, and each sect will select disciples to go there. You should also join in the fun and lead the team seriously.”
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