“Sect Master Zuo is polite. Although my sect has some power in the area of the 3 lakes in the North, I still need Sect Master Zuo in the Copper Sun Mountain.” The man in a green shirt smiled slightly, but his face looked more like twitching.
“Haha, Mr. Ye must be joking. Since my Treasure Gather Pavilion is open to business, I will of course try my best to help. But after hearing what you said, it seems that you have seen me before?” Zuo Gongquan asked back.
“This is the first time I came here, but a friend of mine surnamed Wu went to Copper Sun Mountain 5 years ago to look for a strange herb. He once met Sect Master Zuo.” The man in a green shirt said so.
Hearing this, Zuo Gongquan was startled. He had been around Copper Sun Mountain all years, and he had seen so many cultivators, so he couldn’t remember who was the cultivator surnamed Wu.
“Sect Master Zuo seems to be a busy person. My friend once joined a hunting group you organized. There was also a cultivator surnamed Fan. He seemed to be an alchemy master.” Seeing this, the man in a green shirt spoke again.
“Oh, that hunting group. I’ve been busy dealing with the sect’s affairs recently, so I’m getting a little confused. Mr. Ye, please don’t blame me.” Zuo Gongquan said calmly.
The man in a green shirt just smiled and said nothing.
“Then what kind of help does Mr. Ye want from me this time?” Zuo Gongquan asked again.
“I have recently reached a bottleneck in my cultivation, so I want to buy some upper grade chiyuan elixir. 10 pieces will be enough.” The man in a green shirt said.
“Chiyuan elixir! It’s the upper grade elixir in the demonic way. It’s usually very rare to get even 1. Sir actually wants 10. This is really difficult…”
Zuo Gongquan took a light breath, then he smiled wryly.
“As far as I know, there is a Crystallization Period beastkin fire toad ant in the depths of the Copper Sun Mountain. This beastkin core is the main material for refining the chiyuan elixir. With such an advantage, is there really no one who can refine this chiyuan elixir?” The man in a green shirt asked strangely.
“How will an alchemy master who can refine chiyuan elixir stay in such a small place. As for the fire toad ant’s beastkin core, we often sell it to the chambers of commerce or sects. We rarely keep it for our own use.” Zuo Gongquan shook his head again and again.
“I didn’t expect this really, but my friend said that the cultivator surnamed Fan in the hunting group at that time seemed to be quite a skilled alchemist. He should be able to refine this elixir. Sect Master Zuo was the hunting group leader. Do you have a way to contact this person? As for the price, we can discuss it.” The man in a green shirt said while spreading his hands.
“Is Mr. Ye talking about a cultivator with scars on his face?” Zuo Gongquan said with his eyes flickering slightly.
“That’s right. It’s this person. Can you contact this Mr. Fan and ask him to refine the chiyuan elixir? As for the materials, I have already prepared a lot of them. I will definitely give heavy rewards after that!” The man in a green shirt cupped his fist and spoke to Zuo Gongquan with interest.
“Mr. Ye may have misunderstood. Mr. Fan and I are actually just casual friends who had once formed a hunting group.” Zuo Gongquan frowned.
“Is that so? That’s a pity. I thought I would be able to make friends with an alchemy master.” The man in a green shirt frowned slightly with disappointment.
The man in a green shirt was naturally Liu Ming. After he left the Jackdaw Faction, he spent half a month getting to the Copper Sun Mountain. After some investigation, he deliberately contacted Zuo Gongquan, which resulted in today’s conversation.
Zuo Gongquan was a Real Pellet State intermediate stage cultivator and a sect master. Naturally, he couldn’t directly control him like he did to the Jackdaw Faction’s master. He could only beat around the bush to inquire about the whereabouts of the Thousand Illusion Demon.
But the result didn’t seem good.
So, Liu Ming was thinking of another way to inquire about Thousand Illusion Demon, then Zuo Gongquan’s voice sounded again,
“Mr. Ye doesn’t have to be disappointed. Although I don’t have a deep friendship with Mr.Fan, a year ago, I happened to meet Mr.Fan in Nanlu City not far away. He seems to be living there temporarily. I’m quite familiar with Mr. Fan, so I can try to introduce Mr. Ye to him, but I can’t guarantee that he will refine elixir for you.” Zuo Gongquan pondered for a while, then he suddenly said so.
“Really? Then I’ll need Mr. Zuo’s help by then. When can we leave?”
Liu Ming was startled at first, then he was overjoyed.
“Mr. Ye, please wait for a moment here. I have to deal with the trivial matters in the shop. How about leaving in half a day later?” Zuo Gongquan said and stood up.
“Okay, go ahead. I also want to buy something in the market.” Liu Ming also stood up and said thankfully.
After a while, Liu Ming walked out of the store.
Zuo Gongquan looked at Liu Ming with a strange gaze from the window.
Liu Ming walked out of the Treasure Gather Pavilion, glanced left and right, and walked toward the market without looking back.
The market was no different from an ordinary small market. There were shops of various sizes on both sides of the street.
This place was near the Copper Sun Mountain, so the shops here were mainly selling beastkin materials, ores, etc.
In addition to Liu Ming on the street, there were also many cultivators coming in and out of the shops on both sides.
Most of them were Condensation Period cultivators. Crystallization Period cultivators could occasionally be seen, but there wasn’t any Real Pellet State cultivator.
Liu Ming had long hidden his aura through the Che Huan totem, so he didn’t attract too much attention. He strolled casually in the shops along with the sparse flow of people.
He seemed calm on the surface, but his mind was already rolling.
He really didn’t expect to find the whereabouts of “Thousand Illusion Demon” from Zuo Gongquan.
Regardless of whether it was a coincidence or Zuo Gongquan had something else in mind, this trip to the Copper Sun market had finally paid off.
As Liu Ming thought so, he walked into a seemingly run-down grocery shop.
There was only 1 front door in the shop, and there was only a crooked plaque on the door. There were 2 old wooden shelves inside that were placed with some beastkin materials, ores, spiritual materials, etc.
These were just low-tier spiritual herbs, ores, and the beastkin materials that seemed to be old. The goods were all dusted.
He wasn’t really going to buy anything, so he wasn’t bothered by it.
“Senior, what do you need?” Seeing Liu Ming walking in, a thin old man with messy hair hurried up to greet him.
Liu Ming glanced at him. The thin old man was just a Spirit Apostle Stage cultivator. He seemed to be the lowest class of people in this market.
“I’ll take a look, you don’t have to serve me.” Liu Ming nodded.
“Okay, senior, take your time. Although my shop is small, it still has a lot of good stuffs.” The thin old man couldn’t see through Liu Ming’s cultivation, so he smiled apologetically and stepped aside.
Liu Ming ignored him and looked at him casually on several shelves, but he was thinking about what Zuo Gongquan said about Nanlu City.
“Eh?” He stopped in front of a shelf, and his eyes were fixed on a black shell.
The shell seemed to be some kind of turtle beastkin shell. Dense small square patterns could be vaguely seen on the black shell, which looked quite mysterious.
“This is?” Liu Ming took the turtle shell and observed carefully.
The turtle shell exuded very faint spiritual power fluctuations as if the spiritual power had been exhausted, but Liu Ming’s eyes gradually lit up.
On the upper edge of the shell, some green could be vaguely seen. He touched the crack of the shell, and there was a faint feeling of smoothness in the dry touch.
Liu Ming’s eyes flashed, and he regained his composure.
“How much is this turtle shell?”
“Senior is really insightful. This is the shell of the Condensation Period tuli turtle, a genuine intermediate tier beastkin material. This is also an excellent material to forge intermediate grade defensive spiritual weapons.” The thin old man glanced at the turtle shell in Liu Ming’s hand and said exaggeratedly.
“Tuli turtle… Let alone what you said is true or false, this thing has been here for at least 20 years.” Liu Ming raised his brows, revealing a spurious smile.
“Senior, don’t make me laugh. My shop has always been reputable in this market, and I never sell fakes. This piece of tuli turtle shell was indeed acquired from a Condensation Period cultivator before, but I have indeed bought it for almost 20 years.” The thin old man forced a smile.
“Okay, I want this. How much spirit stone do you want?” Liu Ming asked with a slight smile.
The thin old man heaved a sigh of relief, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment, then he said, “5,000 spirit stones. Junior spent 4,500 spirit stones to buy this thing, so I have to earn a little after so many years.”
Liu Ming sighed in a low voice, took out 50 intermediate grade spirit stones and threw them at the thin old man. He kept away the turtle shell and walked out of the shop.
“Thank you, senior. Take care.” The thin old man put away the spirit stone with a smile and watched Liu Ming leave.
Liu Ming walked out more than 30 meters away, then he looked back at the dilapidated shop with a smile.
This wasn’t a tuli turtle shell at all, but the shell of luwu turtle, a Real Pellet State beastkin. It was just the black matter that concealed its spiritual power fluctuations.
Liu Ming was excited. With this luwu turtle shell, he could at least refine 50 jingang bone tempering pills.
TL: Will he get set up by Zuo Gongquan?
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