Chapter 23: One Hundred and Twenty Thousand Spirit Stones! (2/2)

It seemed that the works appreciated in the previous life on Blue Star had formed a dimensional strike in the Spirit Martial Continent. That meant it was enough to copy those creative ideas and teach them to Qin Jiuyou for him to replicate.

This way, the future would not just be a path to making money. After all, despite Ning Wuxie suddenly becoming wealthy and holding a large sum of money, he knew that this money would not last long.

Not to mention the special constitution of Xuan’er and himself, the cultivation resources required after their realms increased naturally skyrocketed, which was very costly.

At present, it was necessary to select a suitable cultivation technique for Xuan’er.

Finding a technique that matched the Divine Spiritual Body was extremely difficult; perhaps even the Unbounded Sun Technique, an Emperor Grade technique, would not suffice.

It was impossible to find a technique of a higher level, but at least a decent technique should be chosen for Xuan’er as a transition.

The money spent during this process would certainly not be small, and there might even be situations where items were valuable but hard to find.

At the moment, there was no desire to explain in detail to Qin Jiuyou, as another person was approaching from behind him.

Qin Jiuyou sensed it and quickly closed his mouth, turning to look.

The newcomer was a middle-aged cultivator with a square face. Ning Wuxie remembered him; on the first day of moving to this small courtyard, he had come to inform him about participating in the small competition.

It seemed that half a month had passed, and it was time.

The man’s gaze was cold and disdainful. Upon seeing Qin Jiuyou, the look of disgust on his face increased, and he turned his head to spit.

He was likely a cultivator with a strong sense of justice, who looked down on Ning Wuxie’s recent “works.”

“Ning Wuxie, the time for the small competition has been set. It will be in the afternoon a different courtyard, not the arena where you showcased your skills last time. Remember that.”

The man’s tone was impatient, as if he were giving orders.

Ning Wuxie was not angry and nodded, saying, “Thank you.”

After finishing his words, the man intended to turn and leave, completely ignoring Qin Jiuyou beside him.

However, Qin Jiuyou spoke up:

“Friend Lei, your voice is still so recognizable. It was you who secretly bought the recording orb from me the other night, right?”

The Lei surname cultivator trembled all over, stopped in his tracks, and turned around.

“You’re talking nonsense!” His square face was filled with anger, righteous indignation evident.

“I, Lei Kengqiang, have been living a proper life for many years, and how could I be interested in the filthy things made by your Harmony Sect?”

“Little brat, don’t slander me. Do you want to duel?”

Qin Jiuyou appeared indifferent, boredly scratching his ear, and casually said:

“Then I will let Junior Sister Yue accompany you for a night for free to assist your cultivation.”

“Is that true?!” Lei Kengqiang’s expression changed instantly, filled with anticipation and flattery.

“……” The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment.

“Forget it! You old man want to lay a hand on my Junior Sister Yue? Dream on!”

Lei Kengqiang looked as if struck by lightning, his smile vanished in an instant, turning red and pale, awkwardly fidgeting for a moment before finally throwing his sleeve and leaving in a hurry.

“Humph, a hypocritical old man, knew from the start that he coveted my Junior Sister Yue.”

“Does he want to dual cultivate with Junior Sister Yue? Isn’t that something everyone can do?” Ning Wuxie asked curiously.

Qin Jiuyou jumped up as if hearing something particularly outrageous: “Of course! We are celestial cultivators, not just paying for a Miss!”

“This Lei Kengqiang is almost fifty years old and still at the Spirit Condensing Realm. His cultivation is not even as high as Junior Sister Yue’s. What could she possibly see in him for dual cultivation? His age? His lack of hygiene?”

“Of course, Brother Ning is a young genius with limitless potential in the future, and he is also so handsome. Junior Sister Yue would naturally not be picky.”

“The great gift promised earlier is still valid~”

Qin Jiuyou nudged Ning Wuxie with his shoulder, raising his eyebrows suggestively.

“No, no, no, let’s forget it.”

Ning Wuxie waved his hand in refusal, glancing back without changing expression, worried that the pure Xuan’er might hear this conversation…

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