Chapter 94

To avoid a repeat of the earlier disaster, the five of them donned black masks and stealthily searched for alchemy furnaces at the night market.

“Honestly, we look like some kind of perverts sneaking around,” Mu Chongxi remarked, stroking his chin.

Their disguises certainly didn’t make them look like the good guys.

“Look over there, there’s an alchemy furnace,” Xue Yu pointed and led them into the crowd.

The alchemy furnace stall was relatively empty. After all, alchemy furnaces are expensive, and there aren’t many alchemists in the cultivation world, so the people who come to buy them are usually wealthy.

Seeing so many potential big spenders, the stall owner’s eyes lit up. “Who among you is an alchemist?”

“Her.” All four pointed to Ye Qiao.

Seeing it was a girl, the stall owner cleared his throat and said warmly, “Young lady, what color do you like? How about a pink furnace? Or perhaps you prefer green?”

Ye Qiao looked at the row of colorful alchemy furnaces, feeling overwhelmed. The prices were high, and she wasn’t sure how to choose, so she looked to Xue Yu for help.

Xue Yu asked, “Which one is the best you have?”

The stall owner pulled out a gold-patterned alchemy furnace from his bag and presented it to Ye Qiao. “This is a high-quality furnace. It’s the only top-grade one I’ve had in years. It’s 150,000 top-grade spirit stones. What do you think?”

Hearing “150,000,” even though it wasn’t her own spirit stones, Ye Qiao’s heart still skipped a beat. Xue Yu took it, examined it carefully, and nodded to her, indicating that it was a good choice.

A top-grade furnace means it’s definitely high quality.

150,000 spirit stones was something the Changming Sect could afford at the moment.

After purchasing the furnace, the five of them decided to head back.

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Meanwhile, at the Yueqing Sect’s courtyard, Song Hansheng, still furious after reviewing the previous match, angrily scolded Yun Que, “Use your brain! Shake it and see if there’s any water inside. Why did you offend Ye Qiao? Were you high or are those sword cultivators unable to wield their swords?”

Now, apart from the Wenjian Sect, the Changming Sect’s sword cultivators were the most formidable. Song Hansheng was extremely frustrated because they had squandered a good opportunity.

Yun Que looked somewhat aggrieved, “But they were intentionally targeting me.”

“Do you think you’re that important to be targeted?” Song Hansheng sneered. “Can’t you see that the people from the Changming Sect target everyone equally?”

“But next time, she will have a hard time.”

Song Hansheng said, with a hint of gloating.

Ye Qiao had revealed her triple cultivation talent, which was unexpected. Now all the sects’ disciples were probably thinking about how to eliminate her as soon as possible.

Yun Que bit her lip in silence, feeling an unprecedented sense of crisis whenever she heard Ye Qiao’s name.

Song Hansheng asked, “How’s your talisman drawing going?”

“Forget it.” Seeing Yun Que’s slow progress, Song Hansheng was irritated. The speed of drawing talismans represented the talent of the talisman cultivator, and Yun Que’s slow pace was frustrating, especially since she had a top-grade spirit root.

“Come back to the Song family with me,” he said coldly to Yun Que. “Find a technique that suits you. Don’t embarrass Yueqing Sect in the personal competition.”

At this point, Song Hansheng still naively believed Yun Que’s slow talisman drawing was due to not finding the right technique.

Yun Que pursed her lips and softly replied, “I’ll work hard to defeat Ye Qiao.”

Song Hansheng thought to himself: Ye Qiao probably won’t even care about you.

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On the other side, at Wenjian Sect, they were still reviewing the night’s events.

Seeing Ye Qiao pull off her stunt and take the clothes along with her, several disciples were shocked.

“Senior Brother, so your clothes were stolen by Ye Qiao,” Zhu You said thoughtfully, “I didn’t expect her to have such deep feelings for you.”

Ye Qinghan’s temples twitched. “…Why don’t you say she’s actually a pervert who has been coveting my clothes for a long time?”

Cheng Xingzhi countered, “But aren’t the Wenjian Sect’s uniforms all the same? Why didn’t she take ours?”

The Wenjian Sect’s uniforms were all white, and Ye Qiao didn’t seem to have taken any of theirs.

Ye Qinghan’s fist clenched, and he punched Cheng Xingzhi, succinctly saying one word: “Scram.”