Junior Sister must ascend this time!

As soon as Yun Qing descended the mountain, she headed straight for Lingbaozhai. Upon entering, she arrogantly declared, "Manager, bring out all your best alchemy furnaces."

Upon seeing that Yun Qing was a big customer, the innkeeper immediately went to greet her personally, led her to a private room, served her the finest spiritual tea and snacks, and then ordered someone to bring out the three top-grade alchemy furnaces.

"Young lady, these are the highest-grade alchemy furnaces from our Lingbaozhai. The one on the far left was obtained in a secret realm; we spent a large amount of spirit stones to acquire it. The one in the middle is also quite good; it was used by an elder of the Biyun Sect..."

Yun Qing liked them all, but in the end she chose the one on the left.

The shopkeeper's mouth was practically stretched from ear to ear; he'd be rich if he sold this alchemy furnace. "Young lady, you have excellent taste! This alchemy furnace is our most prized possession, only five hundred high-grade spirit stones."

Yun Qing nodded; the price was acceptable.

But she clearly forgot that the original owner of this body was only an outer disciple...

She touched her storage bag, and then she went numb...

Aside from the spiritual marrow, which cannot be shown to people yet, there are only three hundred spirit stones, and they are of low grade.

Seeing Yun Qing hesitate, the shopkeeper thought his price was too high and quickly said, "Miss, I think we have a good rapport. Name your price, and if it's reasonable, I'll reluctantly give you this alchemy furnace."

Yun Qing trembled as she held up three fingers.

Shopkeeper: "Three hundred? Miss, that's quite a bargain, but considering it's your first time here..."

Yun Qing said weakly, "Three...three hundred low-grade spirit stones."

The shopkeeper let out a shriek, "Young Master Duo? You mean Young Master Duo?"

Yun Qing repeated it again, "Three hundred low-grade spirit stones..."

The shopkeeper's smile vanished completely; he had thought a big customer had arrived, but instead found someone who was trying to cause trouble.

He wanted to throw Yun Qing out, but out of business ethics, he couldn't kick out any customer.

So, he gave Yun Qing a standard fake smile and said, "Miss, if you're on a budget, our Lingbaozhai also has clearance sale alchemy furnaces. Would you like to take a look?"

What else could Yun Qing do but nod shamelessly?

The shopkeeper brought out an ordinary-looking alchemy furnace, even with some rust on it. "What do you think of this alchemy furnace? Don't let its age fool you; it has all the necessary functions. And it only costs two hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones."

Yun Qing felt that the shopkeeper had quoted that price on purpose, but what could she do when she was in the wrong?

With her current funds, she'd be lucky to buy a pill-refining furnace. At worst, she could wait until she made more money to buy another one; the most important thing was to cleanse her body of toxins.

As for the spirit sword, we can only go back to the sect and think of a solution.

Yun Qing gave the spirit stones to the shopkeeper, then put the alchemy furnace into her storage bag and left.

After a long day of fussing around, Yun Qing's stomach was growling with hunger, so she bought eight meat buns from a roadside vendor.

This made matters worse for her already meager storage bag.

As Yun Qing ate and walked, she suddenly passed by a weapon-refining shop. At the entrance, two burly men were pounding on the black iron in front of them.

She suddenly had an idea; she had a solution for her spirit sword!

How could she forget her beloved second junior disciple, Cen Ning? She was Mingyuan's last disciple, and her weapon-refining skills were unparalleled.

With that thought in mind, Yun Qing stuffed the last bite of the bun into her mouth and then sped up her journey to Yuheng Peak.

Yuheng Peak is where Chengtian Sect is responsible for refining weapons, and Cen Ning usually stays here.

Her identity is quite special; she has her own private weapon-refining room.

Yun Qing arrived outside Cen Ning's weapon-refining room and suddenly found herself in a dilemma. Her second niece was good at everything, except for being extremely socially awkward, and spending all her time dealing with weapon parts.

If I were to knock on the door and go in abruptly, I'm afraid I'd scare her away.

This is the only method we can try.

In the weapon-refining room, Cen Ning was concentrating on improving his long whip, but he always felt that something was missing.

"Thump...thump...thump..."

At that moment, there was a knock on the door of the weapon-refining room.

Cen Ning originally wanted to pretend she wasn't there; she really didn't want to talk to anyone. But the knocking at the door kept bothering her, which was very annoying.

So she secretly opened a crack in the door, wanting to see what was so urgent.

Cen Ning peered through the crack in the door but saw no one.

Was it a ghost? Or a prank?

Just as she was about to close the door and continue studying her weapons, she suddenly noticed a shiny stone on the ground.

She felt like she'd seen this stone somewhere before...

It's the essence of life!

This is excellent material for refining weapons. If added to her long whip, it will unleash even greater power.

She stretched out one foot to pick up the spirit marrow, but then she thought that if someone dropped it, and that person came back to ask for it back, she would have to talk to them.

Forget it, she didn't want to see anyone at all.

Cen Ning withdrew her foot, then looked at it lingeringly before closing the door.

Just when Yun Qing thought there was no hope, the door opened again.

Cen Ning cautiously peeked out, and when she made sure no one was around, she came out, squatted down in front of the spirit marrow, and muttered softly, "Just one, I'll just pick one."

As she stood up, she noticed there was another one in front of her...

"Then let's pick one more."

"Just the last one."

"This really is the last one!"

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Unbeknownst to her, Cen Ning had slowly walked up to her along Yun Qingpu's "Spiritual Marrow Path".

Yun Qing greeted her with a smile, "Senior Sister Cen Ning~"

Cen Ning darted behind a tree in a flash. "You...who are you?"

Yun Qing stepped forward. "Senior Sister Cen Ning, I am Yun Qing, an inner disciple. I have come to you today because I need your help."

Cen Ning shrank further into the tree. "Just stand there and say what you need to say. I can hear you."

She then remembered the spirit marrow in her arms. "Are these spirit marrow yours? I just saw them on the ground, so I picked them up. Here, take them back..."

Yun Qing suppressed a laugh and stood still. "No need, Senior Sister Cen Ning. These are gifts for you."

"I was afraid you wouldn't come out to see me, so I came up with this idea. I hope you don't mind, senior sister."

Cen Ning frowned. "But there are too many of these. I can't accept them."

Yun Qing: "These aren't just free gifts for Senior Sister. This is a deposit for Senior Sister to make a spirit sword for me."

"Well... alright then." Cen Ning thought for a moment and decided to accept it. There was no way around it; the allure of the spiritual marrow was too great.

Yun Qing was also very happy. Luckily, she had collected a lot of spirit marrow. "That's great! Senior Sister agreed to make me a sword?"

"Um."

Yun Qing continued, "What materials does Senior Sister need? I'll go find them."

Cen Ning poked her head out halfway and said, "No need. The materials you find might not be as good as mine..."

She paused for a moment, then realized that putting it that way might not be quite right, and added, "What I meant was that the spirit essence you gave me already includes the materials needed to make the sword. Come back in a month to pick it up."