Destiny is ashes

Chapter 402: Beginning and Cornerstone (33)

Buying things is fast.

In less than an hour, An Jing and Huo Qing bought all the spiritual materials needed for the Nalong Bottle in Xuan Yete City - some of them were in the warehouse of Linlang Chamber of Commerce, and the rest were bought here.

Although Fu Xie doesn't know how to make elixirs or talismans, he is quite proficient in formations and refining equipment. When he returns to Huaixu Realm, he said that he would teach An Jing a refining technique to use in refining the 'Nalong Bottle'.

As for fertilizer, An Jing was originally doubting whether there were such easy-to-use ripening products in the Tianyuan Realm. Unexpectedly, there were, and more than one kind. This made An Jing feel ashamed of himself for questioning the technical capabilities of the Tianyuan Realm.

An Jing also bought a portion of the best-selling ripening fertilizers on the market, 'Caomulao', 'Jinxirang' and 'Sushengling'. He planned to go back to Huaixu to try them out to see which one is better, and then buy them in large quantities.

All these added up to a total of 2,400 good deeds. The good deeds in An Jing's account had been used up, but there were still many Frost Jades, and the Linlang Chamber of Commerce also had a lot of spiritual objects in stock. Huo Qing didn't think An Jing would be short of money, so he transferred some money from him.

"The operation in this regard has gone more smoothly than expected."

There weren't many people in the special market today, probably because many people had gone to see the excitement in Chonggang Town. An Jing looked around the market and nodded: "Mission accomplished, I can leave now."

"Wait another day or two."

Huo Qing shook his head slightly: "The group of Fire Crows are still wandering around in the wilderness. Let's wait for the Demon-Subduing Guards of Fuchenyuan to eliminate them. They are all experts in subduing demons. The road will be safe in a day or two."

"Too."

An Jing was not in a hurry, so naturally he would not reveal his flaws out of eagerness.

In Te City, the large screens that were originally playing advertisements were urgently interrupted to broadcast news about the ancient immortal ruins. This was the tenth time that An Jing had seen the cracking of Chonggang Town. He could even vaguely see his own warehouse from the raised eastern district - this sense of participation was quite good.

There are all kinds of advertisements inserted in between news, including protective magic tools, fine talismans, mind-concentrating jade pendants, and secret manual packages...health products, virtual Taoist companions, flying swords for transportation, and home spirit-gathering arrays, everything is available.

An Jing looked at these advertisements with great interest. Huo Qing and the others had long been tired of seeing them, but for him, these all represented the powerful technology and productivity of the Tianyuan Realm.

The Huaixu Realm may not be inferior to the Tianyuan Realm in terms of high-end technology, or even surpass it, but in terms of mid- and lower-level civilian technology and magical instruments that ordinary cultivators can also use, the Tianyuan Realm absolutely crushes Huaixu.

These advertisements are nonsense to the locals, but to An Jing, each one of them is a major change in the Huaixu world, which can support him to establish a new force.

"Linjiang City is my beginning, but it is not my foundation."

An Jing thought: "This place can be used as a starting point for me in Dachen, but the core of my power must not be placed here... I must leave Dachen and come to a place where there are strong people who support me and allow me to do whatever I want. Only then can I develop freely and establish the base I want."

"From the current perspective, it can only be the Mingjing Sect and Chen Li."

As An Jing was thinking, he noticed that among the many advertisements, a familiar figure flashed by: "Nianquan?"

When he looked closely, he found that this was the advertisement for the special city competition, and the No. 3 Middle School represented by his friend Nianquan was third in the team competition.

"nice."

An Jing laughed: "I remember there were more than 30 official teams participating in the competition. This third place is very important."

He continued to watch the promotion and found that the individual competition of the special city tournament was now halfway through - a total of thirty-six shortlisted contestants had been eliminated in two rounds, leaving only sixteen contestants.

These sixteen players are in the middle of an exciting points cycle, with half of the players eliminated through five rounds of competition. Now it is the third day.

Nianquan's score is '3-0', which means he has defeated three opponents in a row, undefeated, and directly qualified to start preparing for the final double elimination match.

"He's so strong."

Huo Qing had not contacted Nianquan since he met him last time, but because Nianquan was also An Jing's friend, he was sincerely happy for him after seeing Nianquan's record this time: "He has already secured a place in the top eight, and among the other top sixteen, there are actually ten people from No. 1 Middle School!" Seeing this, Huo Qing was also surprised: "This is incredible! An Jing, your friend won two games against No. 1 Middle School! A No. 1 Middle School student has been eliminated because of this!"

"Ah?" An Jing blinked. He was a little puzzled by Huo Qing's surprise. "Then they are eliminated. Among the top 16, ten of them have to be eliminated, right? Do they want to take the top eight?"

"More than that!"

But Huo Qing shook his head and said something even more exaggerated: "If it's the No. 1 Middle School I know, it's fine if they don't participate in the competition, but once they do, they will definitely take all the top rankings!"

"Four people take the top four spots, eight people take the top eight spots, and ten people take the top ten spots. There are almost no exceptions!"

"This time is an exception." An Jing raised his head and looked at the headshot of Nian Quan that appeared again. The contrast between the expressionless headshot and the face in his memory made him feel quite interesting. "With Nian Quan's strength, as long as he can successfully refine his Qi with the Ling Ze Huan Yuan Dan I gave him, he will not be unbeatable among his peers, but at least he will have no problem making it to the finals."

"That's the truth...but can the people in No. 1 Middle School accept it?"

Although Huo Qing had never attended a formal school, he was a local after all and had heard of the reputation of No. 1 Middle School. He frowned and said, "I see the points... By then, the other eight finalists besides Nian Quan will all be from No. 1 Middle School."

"It's fine if he only wants to show up in the quarterfinals, but if he wants to go higher, then he'll be in big trouble."

"Contact first and congratulate them."

An Jing didn't take it too seriously. He took out his water mirror and sent a message to Nian Quan: "Congratulations on reaching the quarterfinals! Come on, come on!"

Before An Jing put down the water mirror, a status bar with the words "typing in progress" and a "smiling" emoticon appeared on Nian Quan's side.

Not long after, Nianquan replied: [Yes, thank you! ].

Xuanye City Special City, underground spiritual vein area.

Players' rest room.

Nianquan closed his eyes. In the 'special concern column' of the chip in his brain, besides the gray-black 'Mom', only a red 'An Xuan' was flashing.

An Xuan: [You have already practiced Qi, right? Keep working hard and get first place! ]

Seeing this message, Nianquan was stunned for a moment, then revealed a barely perceptible bitter smile. His mind moved slightly, and he replied: [Yes. I have already refined my Qi. But...]

The boy thought about it and typed out the second half of the sentence: [However, I may not continue to participate. The top eight is already very good, and the principal can accept this result. After the interview in two days, I will return to school.]

An Xuan: [Inputting...]

An Xuan: [Why?]

Although there were only three words, doubts overflowed from the dialog box. Nianquan lowered his eyes and looked at his right hand, which was wrapped in layers of bandages and ointments, as well as the blue-brown poison marks that continued to spread from his elbow. He typed in as indifferent a tone as possible: [Something happened, I was injured]

[It’s not shameful to lose to No. 1 Middle School. It’s okay. The quarterfinals are already very impressive.]

An Xuan: [Inputting...]

An Xuan: [I'm in Te City, where are you? ]

[I'll be there soon]

(End of this chapter)