Slime Immortal.

Chapter 5 The Uses of Acid

The Sanyuan Sect dominates the 800-li southern border of Shengkang and is the undisputed leader of the sects in this area. When its disciples go out for training, they often go deep into the wilderness and dangerous places, with journeys ranging from dozens of miles to more than a hundred miles.

Before Chen Yu, just the number of steps he took would have made ordinary people bow down to him. These immortal cultivators had such strong stamina that they were almost inhuman.

And he is also one of these non-humans.

But the monk just doesn't look like a human, he is really not a human.

He himself could hardly tell whether he was a human or a slime.

When those tired disciples rushed back to the mountain gate, they would most likely go straight to the most famous tavern in Nanqiaoji - Zhenxiulou.

Order a few plates of braised monster meat and a pot of warm rice wine, and wash away your fatigue amid the bustling voices and the aroma of spiritual food.

Chen Yu's stall was set up behind the Zhenxiu Building, next to an alley with a faint smell of sewage.

There is only a wall.

The aroma of food filled the air inside the building, but the smell outside... was even more indescribable than the rotten smell in the swamp forest.

No wonder no one sets up a stall at this location.

He waved his hand to dispel the faint sour smell from his nose, and his eyes swept over the sleeves of the monks passing by.

Although most of the monks just glanced at the wooden sign in front of his stall and left, Chen Yu caught a lot of news from the outside world from their words, whether they were talking loudly or whispering.

For example, there were ferocious demonic birds wreaking havoc in Black Wind Valley, a new vein of Yin Marrow minerals had been discovered beneath White Bone Mountain, and deep within the dreaded Ten Thousand Poison Caverns, it was rumored that several elite inner sect teams had been defeated...

Chen Yu listened with great interest. When he came to his senses, he remembered why no cultivator came to ask the price.

Just as he was wondering, a young monk with a gloomy look on his face pretended to pass by casually.

He casually asked, "What can this medicine be used for? Can it corrode hard objects like bones?"

"If the monster is about the same height and weight as a human, will three bottles be enough?"

Chen Yu thought that it was finally possible for a customer to come, so he tried to be as friendly as possible.

"It should be possible. Maybe it can even corrode people."

Unexpectedly, when the monk heard this, his face froze, and he simply waved his sleeves and turned away, leaving only one sentence.

"Junior brother, you misunderstood. I am not that kind of person."

Huh?
What kind of person are you not?

Chen Yu was a little confused. He always felt that this monk had misunderstood something.

Just a moment later, another monk came to the stall. He was wearing black and his true face could not be seen.

But Chen Yu always felt that this person looked familiar.

The black-robed monk got straight to the point and spoke hoarsely, "I want all these bottles of corpse-dissolving water. Sixty shattered spirits are more than enough."

Chen Yu was happy when he heard it.

Isn’t this the young monk from before? Why has he changed his clothes?

Wait, corpse-dissolving water?

He suddenly reacted.

No wonder no one came to the stall for a long time. It seems that everyone mistook the slime acid for corpse-dissolving water and no one dared to buy it openly.

The righteous are concerned about their reputation, so it is inconvenient to display the corpse-dissolving water, a potion necessary for murder and robbery, in public. Disciples of the Sanyuan Sect usually trade in secret.

Ordinary disciples do not have any connections and may not be able to buy corpse-dissolving water.

Fortunately, he had just set up the stall for a short time, otherwise he would have been seen by the sect's law enforcement team and would have been taken away for a lecture.

But... being dragged into the small dark room doesn't seem so bad, at least they provide food.

If he were to stay there for a few days, he would probably bankrupt the Law Enforcement Hall.

Pulling his thoughts back to their original state, Chen Yu said, "Brother, you misunderstood. I don't have corpse-dissolving water here. It's just a corrosive liquid."

The young man in black was slightly surprised when he heard this, then he chuckled.

"Yes, it's me, Senior Brother, who is confused."

"Then let me ask again, are you satisfied with this medicine liquid with 20 Shattered Spirits per bottle?"

There are not many cultivators in the sect who can refine corpse-dissolving water, and most of them have their own underground channels, which is difficult for him, an outer disciple, to access.

He had only intended to come to Nanqiao Market to stroll around and buy some spiritual rice, but he never expected to encounter a cultivator selling corpse-dissolving water under the guise of medicinal liquid.

It was obvious at first glance that the pharmacist was recruiting partners to expand sales channels. If you really buy it at the price of Ten Shattered Spirits per bottle, it would be a lack of sincerity and you might miss this good opportunity.

The young man claimed that he had seen through Chen Yu's test and was waiting for his answer.

This was the first time Chen Yu had ever seen a customer who would try to haggle in reverse, and he couldn't help but smile. "Twenty spirit fragments is fine."

Just can.

The young man thought Chen Yu was dissatisfied with the price, so he clasped his fists and said, "Twenty-five Shattered Spirits per bottle, are you satisfied, Junior Brother?"

"Ok?"

Why is it getting higher and higher?

"Satisfied, of course satisfied."

Chen Yu couldn't help but sigh: "If all the cultivators in the world were as generous as you, there would be no worries about not being able to do business."

When the young man heard this, joy flashed in his eyes. He took out the broken soul from the pouch on his chest and stuffed it into Chen Yu's hand.

"Junior brother, please don't say any more. Here are seventy-five broken spirits. Take them."

"Brother, you're welcome."

Chen Yu collected the broken spirit and said politely, "But my medicine is extremely corrosive, be careful not to splash it on anyone."

The young man nodded, put away the porcelain bottle, and looked at me as if he understood what I meant.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother. I only use this medicine on monsters."

As for what a monster is.

Haha, he has his own judgment.

Chen Yu didn't know whether he understood it or not, but the slime acid was sold, so he had a source of food for his next meal.

"I come to Nanqiao Market every day. If you still want to buy corrosive liquid, you can come here..."

He had barely finished his words when a faint smell of sour food wafted over.

"No, you'd better come find me near the bridge gate."

The young man was overjoyed. It was obvious that the pharmacist was giving him a chance. It seemed that he was moved by his sincerity.

He immediately bowed and said, "My name is Shao Qingsong. May I know your name, Junior Brother?"

"Chen Yu."

Selling corpse-dissolving water is not a big deal. As long as you don't act arrogantly in front of the law enforcement team, at most you will be criticized by other cultivators. There is no need to hide it.

"Junior Brother Chen, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Chen Yu put away the coarse cloth and the wooden sign, tucked them under his sleeves, and struggled to squeeze out of the crowded crowd.

He subconsciously pressed his palm against the old cloth bag on his chest, and the seventy-five broken souls inside rustled and made a sound. The heavy feeling made him feel very good.

He turned around and went into the bustling street market. After a while, he bought a pound of spiritual rice from the grain shop opposite, and picked up a bunch of fresh pork tied tightly with straw rope from the butcher.

Seventy-five broken souls, all wasted.

He was rarely stingy when it came to filling his stomach, and perhaps it was because of his slime body that he had become a foodie.

With his appetite, if he eats a pound of spiritual rice sparingly, it should be able to keep the "black hole" in his lower abdomen quiet for two or three days.

However, he had never been so extravagant as to eat spiritual rice as his meal before. Most of the time, he ate ordinary refined rice.

Chen Yu couldn't help but look at the lines on his palm. The slime acid that was useless in Zeyarila could be sold for a good price as corpse-dissolving water in Xu Xuantian.

Monster talents are truly amazing.

I don't know what the stinger bee's talent is...

Chen Yu was lost in thought as he passed by a stall selling Taoist magic weapons. He was really short of money, so he just took a few glances and left, following the winding stone path back to the bamboo forest.

As for dealing with the stinging bees, he would have to take a long-term view. At the very least, he would have to wait until the bag in his chest was filled with spirit stones.

That night, he finally filled his stomach with something decent - a bowl of rice, each grain of which was faintly glowing, accompanied by a large piece of shiny, tender braised pork. The thick fat and the satisfying feeling reminded him inexplicably of the delicious bryozoans in the swamp forest.

Under the effect of devouring and digesting, the cultivation level that had been stagnant was also steadily improving, and it seemed that a breakthrough was about to happen.

On the second day, in the swamp forest, Chen Yu took advantage of the absence of the stinging bee and sneaked to the surface, secreting acid to clean the stinger left by the stinging bee on the tree roots.

Only after confirming that there is no toxin residue on the stinger will it be retracted into the gel body.

In this way, the slime's equipment was upgraded, and the toothpick flying sword was replaced by a black poisonous stinger sword that exuded a dangerous aura.

Still three in total.

A gleam flashed in Chen Yu's mung bean eyes as he stared at a few breakfast animals moving around on the mossy ground.

(End of this chapter)