Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 926 Grasshoppers are also meat, better than nothing

Just when Su Fan was feeling depressed, the jade talisman of "Ruyi Pavilion" on his waist began to vibrate slightly.

He took off the jade talisman from his waist and found that it was a message sent to him by Qin Yu.

"Fellow Daoist, I have good news for you. Your family has safely arrived at the 'Gou Yuan Realm' and has been arranged to join the local sect..."

After hearing Qin Yu's words, Su Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Even though Ruyi Pavilion is a shady shop, its good point is that it is very reliable.

After hearing that his family had been settled into the local sect, Su Fan felt that fifty thousand spirit jades were not that expensive.

"Well... Thank you. Is there any news about 'Wu Yi Dao' recently..."

"It's strange to say, recently the 'Black Clothes Dao' seems to have disappeared, even the monks who came from outside the domain to support Jiaoxujie seem to have disappeared..."

Seeing the message sent by Qin Yu, Su Fan couldn't help but frown.

It would certainly be impossible to say that the "Wuyi Dao" had stopped its pursuit of him.

Even if they choose to stop, Su Fan will not do it.

You planned such a big murder to kill him, but now you don't want to play anymore. What are you thinking?

Since "Wuyi Dao" has chosen to start, it is up to him to decide when to end.

I won't stop until I kill him and leave a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Thank you for your hard work, fellow Daoist. If you have any information about the 'Wu Yi Dao', please contact me immediately..."

"Don't worry, I have arranged for someone to check..."

Su Fan chatted with Qin Yu for a few more words before putting away the jade talisman of "Ruyi Pavilion".

He thought for a moment, then took out a bunch of storage rings and placed them on the table.

This is the storage ring that Su Fan seized from those celestial cultivators. Sister Zhen spent several months to slowly sort it out.

As the saying goes, murder and arson are the golden belts.

Now he is heavily in debt, and he thought he could make up for some of it from the spoils seized from these Celestial monks.

Unexpectedly, after Sister Zhen sorted out the spoils, the results made him very disappointed.

The wealth of the more than one thousand Celestial cultivators in the valley this time could not be compared with those of their fellow tribesmen in the "Falling Star Sky Ruins".

It is said that the hierarchy within the Celestial Clan is extremely strict. The Celestial cultivators who came to Worry-Free Heaven to build the altar this time were all cultivators of very ordinary status within the clan.

After all, coming all the way to Worry-Free Heaven to build an altar is a tough job.

Moreover, they have to face the big devil Su Fan, so some high-ranking families will not send their children.

Therefore, apart from the storage rings of dozens of old monsters in the Void Refinement Realm which were still worth looking at, there were no surprises in the storage rings of others, and some were even very shabby.

Su Fan made a rough estimate and found that all the spoils added together would only be able to make up about two thousand spirit jades.

Well, grasshoppers are meat too, it’s better than nothing.

At this time, Sister Zhen floated over from a distance. She came behind Su Fan, hugged his neck, and put her little face against his.

"Master, the meal is ready..."

Su Fan patted her little hands, turned around and kissed the girl lovingly.

"I'll eat later..."

Sister Zhen sat in Su Fan's arms and rested her head on his chest.

"Master, are you feeling better now?"

"The injury has stabilized. What are you going to do..."

"Are you ready now..." Su Fan has been recovering from his injuries during this period, and the two have not slept in the same bed for a long time.

"What's OK..."

Su Fan asked knowingly, making Sister Zhen's face blush with embarrassment. She buried her head in his chest.

"Master, how long has it been since you last loved me..."

"Haha... it's okay now, let's do it tonight, let me take good care of you..."

"Master...what are you talking about..."

After hearing Su Fan's words, Sister Zhen's face turned red as if blood was about to drip out, and she disappeared in a flash.

Seeing Sister Zhen running away in a panic, Su Fan smiled.

The girl died at a very young age. Although she was unwilling to become a ghost, she always adhered to the most traditional ideas.

After Su Fan had breakfast, he left the secret realm.

His figure appeared in a small courtyard, then he pushed open the door and walked out.

"Good morning, senior. Are you going to set up a stall? I'll come and patronize you later..."

"Fellow Daoist Song Hao, you got up really early today..."

"Good morning, Master Song Fu, do you still have the 'Xuan Teng Fu'?"

"Lao Song, are you going to set up a stall? Let's go together..." He
Seeing Su Fan coming out, the neighbors nearby greeted him enthusiastically.

This is a very inconspicuous small market town in the Demon Burial Mountains. It is actually a gathering place for casual cultivators, named "Liushifang".

Small markets like Liushifang are found in almost every corner of the Demon Burial Mountains, and there are at least 8,000 of them.

"Liushifang" is not big. It was founded by a casual cultivator in the Jindan realm and belongs to the sphere of influence of the "Chishui League".

The market town only has a main street of several hundred meters, which gathers thousands of low-level cultivators from thousands of miles around.

Su Fan came to a place on the street, took out a piece of animal skin from the ring and spread it on the ground, then took out dozens of talismans and neatly stacked them on the animal skin.

He took out a stool, sat on it, then took out a book and started reading with relish.

Su Fan’s current identity is a Foundation Establishment cultivator named Song Hao, and his profession is a talisman master.

Because the talismans sold at his stall are of the best quality, he is quite famous in "Liushifang".

At this time, the stalls on the open spaces on both sides of the street were almost full, and there were more pedestrians on the street.

Although the upper echelons of each settlement would also exploit the lower-level independent cultivators, compared to other areas of Worry-Free Heaven, the independent cultivators in the Demon Burial Mountains had a much better life.

Su Fan only sets up his stall a few times a month, so as soon as he sets up the stall, it is surrounded by people.

The price of the talismans he sold was not low, at least 10% or 20% more expensive than those sold by other talisman masters in the market.

But the quality of his talismans is very good, so his business has always been good and he can easily earn hundreds of spirit stones every month.

While Su Fan was setting up a stall to sell talismans, his ears were not idle either, and his spiritual thoughts almost covered the entire market.

The scattered stalls in "Liushifang", as well as the shops and restaurants on both sides of the street, and even the every move of the Jindan realm cultivator who was in charge of the market were all in sight.

Don't underestimate the low-level cultivators in these small markets. Many of them often wander around the surrounding markets and occasionally hang out in the larger villages.

Therefore, everything that happened in the Demon Burial Mountains and even in the entire Worry-Free Heaven would spread here very quickly.

Most of these low-level cultivators have no hope of making a breakthrough. Apart from maintaining their own cultivation, they have plenty of time to spare and will gather together to chat.

Although it is impossible to hear any secret things from them, some major events that happened in the Demon Burial Mountains and even in Wuyoutian can spread here quickly.

(End of this chapter)