Cultivating Immortality: Starting from Ferrying Passengers

Chapter 104 Springtime Awakens
After Wei Tong left, Wang Xinyu came out of her house and went to Fang Jingxuan's place.

"What does Brother Wei want with you? He seems angry. Did you two have a fight?"

Wang Xinyu asked with some concern, her tone revealing a genuine interest in Fang Jingxuan rather than pure gossip or curiosity.

Sensing Wang Xinyu's tone, Fang Jingxuan felt a warmth in his heart. Sure enough, the nearly two years of feeding her had some benefits.

"Don't worry, he wanted me to participate in some kind of trial, but I refused. He's probably a little unhappy about it."

"Trial? This one from the Pill Cauldron Sect? I've heard it's quite dangerous inside. In previous years, quite a few people have died. You're right not to go."

Wang Xinyu was somewhat relieved that Fang Jingxuan was able to refuse Wei Tong, which required a lot of courage.

In her view, the gap between Fang Jingxuan and Wei Tong was too great. Wei Tong was now in a high position of power, and the fact that he personally came to her door meant that the temptations and pressures he offered were extremely strong.

But Wang Xinyu didn't know Fang Jingxuan's trump card, nor did she understand his confidence.

Fang Jingxuan is no longer the pitiful person he was a year ago, who was ordered and forced to go to the battlefield.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. From now on, Wei Tong and I will have nothing to do with each other. Will this affect you?"

Fang Jingxuan was worried that his falling out with Wei Tong would affect his relationship with Wang Xinyu.

After all, the first time he met Wang Xinyu was through Wei Tong.

Recalling that night when everyone gathered at Wei Tong's residence, laughing and enjoying the meat of high-level demonic beasts, Fang Jingxuan felt somewhat melancholy.

"It's alright, don't worry about Wei Tong. I'll handle it. My relationship with him is based on our seniority."

One of my uncles holds a very high position in the market, and Wei Tong only treated me so well because of this elder's influence.

Hearing this, Fang Jingxuan was somewhat surprised. After more than two years of getting to know each other, he had no idea that Wang Xinyu had this relationship.

"Then how come you lost so much money when you stockpiled goods? With that kind of relationship, even if your uncle had just casually given you a few pointers, it wouldn't have come to this."

"I don't want to trouble him. He has his own large family and clan. What would it look like for an outsider like me to interfere? Never mind, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's hurry up and cook. I'm already hungry."

Wang Xinyu rubbed her flat, firm stomach and changed the subject.

Seeing this, Fang Jingxuan didn't dare to ask any more questions. He simply said "oh" and turned to go back inside to prepare the meal.

Wang Xinyu, meanwhile, stared at Fang Jingxuan's figure with a melancholy expression, lost in thought.

After a few days, the prices of all kinds of magical combat-related items in the market increased significantly.

Seeing this trend, Fang Jingxuan guessed that the winds of the trial held by the Dan Ding Sect had finally reached Hongye Fang.

It remains to be seen who Wei Tong ultimately chose this time.

"I'm thinking that once this trial is over, the price of magic weapons will definitely drop. Think about it, a lot of cultivators die in a short time, but magic weapons won't be easily destroyed. When I buy a second-hand combat magic weapon, it will definitely be more than 30% cheaper than it is now."

In the afternoon, Fang Jingxuan lay on a rattan chair with a purple clay teapot beside him, filled with spiritual tea. He would take a sip from time to time, looking quite content.

Beside them, Wang Xinyu lay side by side in the courtyard, watching the fish swimming in front of them and the azure sky, chatting idly.

"Well, after the trial, the price of magic weapons will definitely drop, just like it did a year ago when you came back from Xianlin'ao. But you always think about buying a combat magic weapon. Have you ever thought about finding a weapon refiner to customize one for you?"

"Tailor-made? That sounds good, but it must be expensive to have a craftsman do it." "It depends on the grade. For a first-grade high-quality magic weapon, if you provide the materials yourself, the crafting fee will be between three hundred and five hundred low-grade spirit stones."

A decent first-grade magic weapon can generally be worth 1,400 to 1,500 yuan or more, and some can fetch up to 3,000 yuan for a low-grade one, which has been recorded before.

Therefore, when a weapon refiner makes a single purchase, they receive a difference equivalent to one-quarter to one-third of the market price of the magical artifact.

But after thinking it over, Fang Jingxuan decided not to have a weapon refiner craft it.

He still has 3,700 to 3,800 spirit stones left. He has spent a lot of them during this period, with the majority going towards buying spiritual materials for Tuoyuan to eat.

Although we won't need to invest in this area anymore, if we don't spend it wisely, we might run out of money in a few years.

Moreover, Fang Jingxuan felt that it wasn't necessary for him to acquire the best combat artifacts.

This is merely a lower-level replacement for the Six Bones. When the crucial moment arrives, Fang Jingxuan will not expect to defeat the enemy using this combat artifact.

After all, his current cultivation level is only the fifth level of Qi Refining, and his total amount of magical power is limited. Even if he has a very good combat magic weapon, he cannot fully exert its power.

Perhaps, as you use it more, you'll encounter an embarrassing situation where its magical power diminishes and it becomes uncontrollable.

"Forget it, I don't have the money. I'll wait a while and buy a combat magic weapon worth about a thousand low-grade spirit stones. I don't need to buy anything too good, since I don't fight much anyway and I don't like fighting."

Hearing this, Wang Xinyu suddenly laughed. She remembered that Fang Jingxuan had always had this attitude—a bit timid, but very reassuring.

At this moment, a gentle breeze blew, softly caressing their faces, and the fragrance of spring flowers permeated the entire courtyard.

Fang Jingxuan closed his eyes comfortably; this was the kind of life he wanted to pursue.

Wang Xinyu turned her head and saw that Fang Jingxuan had closed his eyes before she looked at him seriously.

Fang Jingxuan has changed quite a bit compared to the previous two years. The biggest change is that he no longer has that tired feeling from running around, nor that polite and fake smile when he sees people.

With money in hand and plenty of trump cards, Fang Jingxuan naturally exuded confidence. He himself might not have realized it, but Wang Xinyu could easily detect it.

Why are you staring at me? Is there something dirty on my face?

Suddenly, Fang Jingxuan asked with his eyes closed. His powerful soul could sense what Wang Xinyu was doing even without opening his eyes.

When Fang Jingxuan called her out, Wang Xinyu blushed, but she stubbornly retorted:
"I just wanted to see how you take care of your skin. You don't use any makeup or face powder, so how come it's so fair and smooth?"

"Haha, I'm not a gigolo. Watch your words. I cultivated this using water-based techniques, and it also has some wood-based techniques. Oh, by the way, I often drink jade dew water. I'll bring you a few bottles later so you can try them."

"Hmph, I don't care. There's plenty of jade dew water on the market, why would I drink yours?"

"You don't need to spend money to buy it in the market, but I'm giving it to you for free. You're not happy about my kindness? Fine, fine, I'll keep it for myself."

Time slipped away as the two bickered. A spring breeze blew by, and Tuoyuan, in the distance, couldn't help but sneeze. It felt it couldn't stand the smell of pollen; it was torture for its sensitive nose.

"I hate spring," Tuoyuan thought to himself, then looked up at Fang Jingxuan and noticed that his master seemed to be in a rather pleasant mood.

So Tuoyuan quietly lay down in his little nest, closed his eyes contentedly, and succumbed to the drowsiness of spring.

Does this chapter, a slice-of-life story, feel slow? If you don't like it, I'll try to shorten it.

(End of this chapter)