Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 381 The Mermaids' Hospitality 4
Yuwei Town was originally an ordinary fishing village in Dongyi.

Its development into a seaside town is entirely due to a stroke of luck. A hundred years ago, a herbalist developed a new prescription that had a remarkable effect on postpartum hemorrhage.

The mandarin fish tails required for this prescription come from this region. Controlling the raw materials naturally leads to a monopoly on the industry.

As for which force is supporting them, that's not something Wei Xi, a mere passerby, should be concerned with.

"Young Fellow Daoist Wei? This way, please!"

As soon as Wei Xi entered the Xinzhong Tavern, he saw a middle-aged man waving at him. Wei Xi blinked, saw the Taoist robe on the man's body, and then walked over with a smile.

"Xiaotian is unpredictable, and I haven't made any preparations here. I can only entertain the three young fellow Daoists here! Please sit! Please sit!"

Wei Xi said politely, "Brother Feng, you're too kind. This was originally a spur-of-the-moment idea of ​​ours, so how could we be picky?"

"Besides, as a cultivator, I've been training outside for many years and have been to all sorts of places! I think this place is perfect. Everything should be convenient, so Brother Feng, please don't stand on ceremony!"

After saying that, Wei Xi took out two boxes. "Perfect timing. I have two golden ginseng roots of excellent quality that are just sitting here unused. Why don't I give them to Brother Feng? They're good for refining pills or cultivating spiritual plants!"

Feng Shi is somewhat of a businessman and prefers sensible and understanding people; moreover, as a medicine cultivator from the Dingxin Sect, he has little resistance to good medicinal herbs.

With a smile, Feng Shi accepted the medicinal herbs, feeling less perfunctory and more enthusiastic in return.

Seeing this, Wei Xi and the other two finally sat down.

"Although the three of you are young, you are outstanding among the younger generation. Especially Fellow Daoist Qin, who performed exceptionally well in the last sect competition."

"Fellow Daoist Wei performed admirably in the trial arena; his courage in facing the Devouring Sun Beast alone is truly admirable!"

Feng Shi showered praise on Lian Gouhan without hesitation, and even when Lian Gouhan looked at him expectantly, he could still utter compliments like "a handsome and talented man" without batting an eye.

No matter how eloquent Feng Shi was, he couldn't explain in detail Lian Gouyi's behavior of surrendering as soon as he took office.

Fortunately, Lian Gou didn't care at all and accepted all kind words.

Wei Xi and the other two expressed their gratitude at the opportune moment, and both sides reached a consensus on bringing people (hitchhiking) into the Tunhai Sect.

After the mutual flattery subsided, the dishes with local characteristics were served. Feng Shi said solemnly, "Everyone, although the Devouring Sea Sect is a sect and is nominally under the command of the Myriad Swords Sect, people don't have the final say when it comes to matters in the sea."

"We shouldn't get involved in the affairs of merfolk; and we shouldn't violate any taboos."

These words were clearly a matter of protocol, and Wei Xi understood them perfectly, but feigned ignorance, saying, "What can we possibly get involved in? But things haven't been peaceful at sea lately? If that's the case, this trip might be..."

Having ultimately relied on the connections of his clan and received a substantial gift, Feng Shi hurriedly said, "When has the sea ever been peaceful? Even the most uncivilized places have barbarian customs, let alone the sea creatures? They're constantly fighting and arguing!"

Feng Shi handed Qin Feng a rough earthenware plate filled with fresh shrimp. "The merfolk are nothing more than local bullies in the sea! Why should we human cultivators be so careful? We just want to avoid trouble, and we also need to consider our wallets! Don't you think so? Hahaha!"

This sense of superiority and disdain towards the merfolk chilled Wei Xi to the bone, but on the surface he wore an expression of "I've learned something," without uttering a single word of agreement.

Lian Gouhan hurriedly laughed and said, "We're here to visit friends, how could we get involved in the merfolk's affairs? Besides, with Brother Feng leading the way, we'll naturally listen to you!"

Feng Shi laughed loudly, finding Lian Gouyan much more agreeable. He ordered the waiter to bring wine, as he wanted to drink with the young man until they were both drunk.

Lian Gouhan couldn't possibly drink with this unshaven man, so he quickly turned to Wei Xi for help.

He did drink the wine, but all but one cup went into Feng Shi's stomach.

After a few drinks, Feng Shi's temper was fully revealed. He dared to say anything to the three of them, attracting frequent glances from those around them. Unfortunately, his subordinate was a simpleton, standing there stiffly, letting his master act out his drunken antics.

Finally, Wei Xi, citing important business to attend to the next day, had Feng Shi's men help him back to his room to rest.

After a long and tiring journey and some socializing, the three exhausted people went to rest. The next morning, two bird claws stepped on Wei Xi's face and hopped around several times.

Before she even opened her eyes, Wei Xi grabbed Lingyin, who was begging for food, and the warm sunlight from the Eastern Barbarian landed on her cheeks.

"What a lousy place!" Wei Xi muttered, then got up amidst the sound of waves crashing on the shore.

After taking out the prepared birdseed and pouring some water into the tea tray to appease Lingyin, Wei Xi finally had time to tidy himself up.

Since it was a formal visit, Wei Xi, having learned some social etiquette, couldn't be too casual: he wore a brand-new gray, wide-sleeved Taoist robe, a leather belt around his waist, a waist tag and a string of blue jade ornaments, and a small bamboo and stone crown. It was a proper yet respectful attire for a sect disciple.

As for the burns and minor wounds that have recently accumulated on his hands, the weapon refiner Wei Xi has given up on the idea of ​​concealing them.

With Wei Xi's current training intensity, old and new injuries piled up together, it might not be fully healed for ten days or half a month.

Wei Xi assumed that all weapon refiners had this experience, but he didn't know how many methods his cheap master used to maintain his hands: some delicate crafts could be done with the slightest error, and the calluses on his hands were somewhat of a hindrance.

Regardless of the fact that Elder Xianhua later ordered Wei Xi to take care of her hands, at least she is now thinking about increasing the intensity of her practice to achieve mastery of fire control.

After practicing controlling the fire for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Wei Xi extinguished the flame that had been stretched into a thin film between his fingers, and went downstairs with Ling Yin to meet up.

Wei Xi was indeed an early bird; the only people in the hall were Qin Feng, who had finished his morning lessons, and Lian Gouhan, who was eating heartily.

"The kitchen staff are working like crazy, you can have this!"

As Qin Feng spoke, he pushed a bowl of seafood porridge, which had been spared from being poisoned, to Wei Xi, saying, "Look at the waiter's face!"

Following the direction Qin Feng pointed, Wei Xi saw the waiter with a mournful and sleep-deprived expression.

How much of his resentment stemmed from meeting the gluttonous king that morning, and how much from Feng Shi's indiscriminate kisses on his face yesterday, Wei Xi had no idea.

Halfway through his porridge, Feng Shi, having tidied himself up, walked into the tavern, looking refreshed as if he were someone else who had been dead drunk the night before.

The waiter slipped into the kitchen as if he'd seen a ghost, hoping the monk with poor drinking manners would get lost.

"These three young Taoists are very diligent; we old folks can't compare!"

"Today is a great tidal bore, making it the perfect time to enter the Swallowing Sea Sect!"

Wei Xi was no idle man; he spoke up, "Business is the priority. The three of us will follow your orders!"

With that said, Feng Shi, who hadn't even settled in yet, had no choice but to lead the three of them to rejoin his squad.

It is very convenient for cultivators to do business. Feng Shi only brought ten people, but he carried a lot of goods.

Besides the elixirs from Dingxin Sect, other items included in this transaction include spirit stones, meerschaum, spiritual plants, magical artifacts, trendy trinkets, and porcelain and silk produced in the mortal world.

These goods, which would normally require a caravan to transport, could be easily packed into the cultivators' storage bags by simply using them. This resulted in an incredibly high cargo capacity and virtually eliminated transportation costs.

This caused disciples from small, hopeless sects to desperately save up spirit stones to buy Qiankun bags, and after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, they joined the transportation industry to start delivering food (not really).

As long as the Qiankun Tree stands, the Qiankun Bags, which bear fruit, will never stop being produced, and this is also a way to make a living.

The group arrived at the easternmost coast of Fishtail Town, where the tide was coming in on the sandy shore.
And a group of sea turtles that accompanied the tide.

Wei Xi: I feel like something's going to happen.
Heaven's Way: The affairs of the merfolk are not really your concern.
Wei Xi: Really?

Heavenly Dao: Hehe, because the Bone Reef Sea is enough for you to offset your bad luck quota!