Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 330: Chapter 1 Changyi Society_3

The cultivators who failed to snatch the items and were reluctant to spend more, all sighed in regret.

They didn’t know when Master Shen Fu, the mysterious man, would make the next batch again.

With the last bottle of spirit chicken essence handed over to the cultivator, Zhao Wei once again courteously bowed his fist:

“Everyone, the Changyi Society meeting ends here. The specific time for the next meeting will be decided separately and notified in due course.”

“Please, everyone.”

The regular customers weren’t surprised at Zhao Wei’s quick and decisive closure.

This was the style of the ‘Shanli Changyi Society’— straightforward, which quite suited everyone’s taste.

It saved a lot of the hassle of wandering blindly in the Ghost Market.

The items were also of mixed quality.

The cultivators left one after another.

When the great hall was left with no one aside from Zhao Wei, he slightly nodded, recited the mantra, and opened a storage bag. Soon, a series of puppets emerged from the back of the great hall, each holding boxes of spirit stones, and sequentially jumped into the storage bag.

The great hall immediately became empty.

Seeing this, Zhao Wei then put away the storage bag and strode out of the great hall.

A flash before his eyes, and he had already appeared in front of the dark boundary tablet.

The portal quietly converged and eventually disappeared.

Zhao Wei looked around. When he first arrived, there were still clouds on the horizon, but looking now, the moon had already reached the middle of the sky.

There were no other cultivators around, it was quiet and cold.

But Zhao Wei remained still, suddenly opened his mouth and said:

“A few friends intentionally stayed behind, are you waiting for me?”

All around was silent.

Zhao Wei smiled faintly, “Do you guys really think I’m deceiving you?”

As he finished, several figures dressed in black quietly appeared under a large tree not far away.

They were the people who had been the last to enter the Changyi Society meeting earlier.

Now, they looked at Zhao Wei, the leading black-robed cultivator’s gaze was cold:

“You have good eyesight, worthy of doing sacred auctions.”

The few individuals quickly spread out, faintly surrounding Zhao Wei.

The mana aura they exuded caused a stir in Zhao Wei’s heart, revealing some kind of pattern.

“Two middle-stage Foundation Establishment, three early-stage Foundation Establishment… from Xuli Sect?”

However, Zhao Wei did not seem flustered and instead asked:

“I don’t know what purpose do you have for finding me?”

“Hehe, nothing much, just want to ask you about the whereabouts of Master Shen Fu.”

The black-robed cultivator’s remaining light swept over, seeing that the surrounding cultivators had completely blocked Zhao Wei’s exit, he spoke casually, concealing nothing:

“Master Shen Fu’s skill in refining spirit food is supreme, we want to cooperate with him. We hope that Brother Zhao can give an introduction.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wei’s heart trembled.

Cognition flashing through his mind, he immediately responded indifferently:

“I was wondering what it was, it turns out to be this. You might as well leave a sound transmission talisman or a card, and after I return, I will definitely pass it to Master Shen Fu.”

Who knew, upon hearing this, the black-robed cultivator laughed contemptuously:

“Hehe, let’s not beat around the bush, Brother Zhao, your ‘Shanli Changyi Society’ has risen to fame borrowing Master Shen Fu’s name, can you really afford to hand him over? Do you really think I would believe what you say?”

“We aren’t fools, let’s not waste time.”

“Today we’re stopping you, we won’t make things hard for you, you just need to swear and take us to Master Shen Fu, everything else, has nothing to do with you.”

“Otherwise…”

A hint of coldness flashed in the eyes of the black-robed cultivator:

“Would anyone care if there were a few less cultivators on Baiyun Prairie?”

Zhao Wei narrowed his eyes slightly and fell silent.

The atmosphere instantly tensed.

But at this moment.

A clear voice suddenly echoed from behind the black-robed cultivator.

“Others may not care, but I do care.”

The voice had just arrived, and a shadow had already appeared by Zhao Wei’s side.

He too, wore a green robe, but this man didn’t hide at all. His face was shaped like an ax-chopped sculpture, his eyes shining brilliantly, and his figure was slender. What caught everyone’s attention was his two arms. They were as long as a monkey’s arms, stretching below his knees.

Upon seeing this man, Zhao Wei let out a hint of surprise in his tone:

“Brother Wen, weren’t you not going to make it?”

“Haha, with so many spirit stones with you, how could I be at ease? As soon as I resolved the situation over there, I rushed over without stopping. Fortunately, I came, otherwise I would almost regret it for the rest of my life!”

The green-robed cultivator laughed aloud.

Even when surrounded by several cultivators, he kept his elegance, his demeanor so unflappable it was admirable.

Upon seeing the green-robed cultivator, the cultivator in black immediately looked distressed.

“It’s Wen Yong… Let’s leave!”

He made a low grunt, choosing to retreat without any hesitation.

Watching them retreat, the green-robed cultivator did not pursue. It was only when he could no longer sense their presence that he breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately afterwards, he quickly turned to Zhao Wei, bowed his head in a respectful salute, and said apologetically:

“Brother Shen, I apologize for the fright.”

Zhao Wei, no, Shen Fu’s vague face instantly became clear, revealing a somewhat handsome middle-aged face.

Shen Fu gave a light smile: “Hehe, it’s a small matter, Brother, you don’t need to be so formal. After all, in this Changyi Society gathering, I am a participant, and it’s only natural to bear some risks.”

The green-robed cultivator Wen Yong still kept an apologetic face:

“Don’t hold it against me, Brother. These people are from the Xuli Sect. Although I am not afraid of them, if I took action against them, I’m afraid it would lead to a lot of trouble.”

Shen Fu nodded: “I understand. I guess they are jealous of the profits from the Spirit Chicken Essence. It seems we will have to change venues.”

After hearing this, Wen Yong couldn’t help but agree: “You’re right, Brother. I will take care of this matter, and I will handle all the future Changyi Society auctions.”

Suddenly, as if he had remembered something, a smile appeared on his apologetic face:

“I have good news to share. The matter you asked me to look for a Class II Tool Refiner, there’s progress.”

“Oh? Really?”

A hint of joy was rare on Shen Fu’s calm face.

“I dare not deceive you, Brother. I’ve found out that a Class II Tool Refiner has returned from the front line of the Wei State, and it so happens that he will be passing by our way soon. At that time, I’m sure we can persuade him to help with some spirit stones. Of course, the specific circumstances will be discussed later.”

Wen Yong said seriously.

“Good! Very good!”

Upon hearing this, Shen Fu was extremely delighted: “Then let me take this opportunity to thank you, brother.”

The two chatted casually for a while and quickly agreed on when to meet again.

Wen Yong wanted to escort Shen Fu back, but Shen Fu politely declined.

“Rest assured, Brother Wen, I have my own means to protect myself.”

Seeing this, Wen Yong took the initiative to say goodbye. Before leaving, he left the portion of the spirit stones that Shen Fu was entitled to.

A total of a thousand middle-grade spirit stones.

“This… Is this too much for my share?”

Shen Fu couldn’t help but say.

“No, it’s not too much. You were the one evaluating the deal this time, and the grand finale was the Spirit Chicken Essence you made. In addition, you were frightened by the cultivators of the Xuli Sect. These are rightfully yours.”

Wen Yong was extremely generous.

Upon hearing this, Shen Fu hesitated no more and accepted with a nod.

Only then did Wen Yong leave.

Shen Fu immediately scanned the area with his spiritual sense. Making sure no one else was around, he then pulled out a talisman with a complicated pattern from his sleeve and crumpled it gently.

The talisman burned quickly.

Once the talisman burned out.

A trace of teleportation array light quickly swelled on Shen Fu’s body.

Soon, he disappeared from the spot.

When Shen Fu reappeared, he was already in a small house, surrounded by a faint scent of vegetation.

There was only a bed and a large floor-to-ceiling water mirror.

Shen Fu walked over to the water mirror.

The Power of the Yin God dispersed.

In the water mirror, an ordinary face was reflected.

“It’s hard to make some spirit stones.”

Looking at his own face, Wang Ba couldn’t help but shake his head.