Immortal Palace of Eternal Life

CHAPTER 11: Attacked in the Dark Night! (Major Repair)

“Of course I will buy!”

“Our store is always purchasing elixirs in large quantities.”

Zhang Chunming’s heart stirred as he politely replied.

“Could this seemingly ordinary cultivator actually be an alchemist?!”

He speculated inwardly. Although he was thoroughly disguised, the bright and vigorous look in the person's eyes suggested that he couldn’t be too old.

A young alchemist!

Thinking of this, the smile on Zhang Chunming's face broadened.

“I wonder what price your esteemed shop plans to offer?”

“I am Hong Hao.”

Liu Yu calmly cupped his hands, still using a false name.

“Ah, it’s Friend Hong, a pleasure to meet you!”

“I am Zhang, the shopkeeper of Qingdan Hall. May I ask if you are an alchemist?”

“If you have more than fifty ‘Clear Spirit Elixirs,’ my store is willing to purchase them at twenty-seven spiritual stones per vial!”

Zhang Chunming put down his teacup and spoke quite politely.

Whether or not he was an alchemist, Liu Yu chose not to answer.

He opened his storage bag, waved his hand, and seven jade vials flew onto the counter as he calmly stated:

“These are seven vials of Clear Spirit Elixirs, ten per vial. Shopkeeper Zhang can count them.”

Seeing Liu Yu’s reluctance to answer, Zhang Chunming didn’t press further. Instead, he picked up a vial and took out an elixir to inspect it closely.

With his forty years of experience, it didn't take long for him to confirm the quality of the elixirs.

After counting them, he said, “Friend Hong’s elixirs are of excellent quality!”

“How about this: for the seven vials of Clear Spirit Elixirs, my store will purchase them for one hundred and ninety spiritual stones.”

“In the future, if you wish to sell elixirs again, please be sure to choose Qingdan Hall.”

“I assure you, the purchase price will never be lower than today!”

Zhang Chunming’s tone was very sincere, and his attitude was extremely polite.

If he could connect with this alchemist, he wouldn’t have to worry about the supply in the future.

As he spoke, he ordered someone to bring one hundred and ninety spiritual stones and placed them on the table.

“Next time for sure! Next time for sure!”

Liu Yu replied, but in his heart, he had made a decision not to sell exclusively to one shop; it wouldn’t be certain if he would return later.

With a flick of his sleeve, he stored the spiritual stones in his storage bag, chatted with Zhang Chunming for a few more moments, and then took his leave.

After exiting Qingdan Hall, Liu Yu turned left and right, deliberately weaving through the crowd several times.

Only after confirming that no cultivator was following him did he casually walk out of the market.

However, he didn’t notice a scarred face cultivator holding a small compass, who maintained a certain distance in a place that was hard to detect.

……

Just a mile or two out of the market, Liu Yu determined the direction of his sect, lightly tapped his toes, and executed the “wind control technique” to speed up.

Out of caution, he didn’t fly with his sword.

Using sword flight consumed too much magical power, and if he encountered an enemy cultivator halfway, he would be at a serious disadvantage.

Without resting for a moment, Liu Yu sprinted for dozens of miles, stopping when he reached a small grove.

He sat on a thick tree branch, swallowed a Hunger-Relieving Elixir, and began to recover the magical power and stamina he had expended.

At this moment, Liu Yu was still unaware that the scarred face cultivator, Yu Xiaotong, was closely following him with a compass in hand.

Yu Xiaotong, with false spiritual root talent, was a loose cultivator.

Although his aptitude was quite poor, he often purchased various resources for cultivating immortality, relying on wealth obtained from killing and robbing.

He had clumsily and painstakingly managed to reach the late stage of qi refinement.