Who wouldn’t make money now that they’ve all ascended?

Chapter 1 Picking up kids on the black market

The upper realm, the land of southern fire.

There is a cave somewhere among the hundreds of thousands of mountains.

The girl in green is sitting cross-legged on a huge Yuan stone, with a pure black alchemy furnace as tall as one person placed in front of her.

At a certain moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, her brows furrowed slightly, the veins on her forehead popped out, and her fingertips made quick gestures.

The lid of the pure black alchemy furnace shook violently, emitting a sound that was almost like a tiger's roar, which spread throughout the cave.

"not good."

Jiang Su quickly stood up, untied the barrier and ran out of the cave.

"Bang - boom -"

The pressure of the alchemy furnace explosion knocked the girl in green directly against the stone wall, and her body sank deeply into it.

The next moment, her bamboo stick flew up from the ground, pulling her out of the stone wall by her clothes.

Jiang Su lay flat on the ground, his face covered in black gray, looking hopeless.

The furnace exploded again.

This is the third year since Jiang Sufei ascended to the upper realm.

The people in the upper world are all enlightened monks from small worlds. Except for the second generation immortals who are lucky enough to be reincarnated, almost every monk was once a child of destiny.

In the previous small world, Jiang Su was the only medical practitioner who was promoted to the highest level at the age of only fifteen.

This is mainly because she is a time-travelling girl, and God has given her a back door.

The sect she is currently in, Shifang Sect, can be said to be a place where all the Sons of Destiny gather. Apart from the large number of people, there is no other disadvantage. They all have extremely flexible minds. The most popular thing now is "mix and match!"

The talisman cultivator is learning formations, and he is going to make a hundred talisman formations. I am a swordsman and a physical practitioner, and I am a hexagonal warrior. Jiang Su is also a member of the mix. She is a medical practitioner. She has recently been studying how to use an alchemy furnace to refine weapons, hoping to create the medical equipment she had before she traveled through time.

The biggest problem is that this thing is extremely expensive. The exchange currency in the upper world is Yuan Stone, which contains the vitality needed by immortals.

All the spiritual stones she brought with her before her ascension were of no use, and she burned some strange elixirs in a furnace in exchange for money.

She is so poor now that she can't even afford medicinal materials!
The feng shui of Shifang Sect is not good, they are all poor, with more wolves and less meat. After all, the monks who live in the Hundred Thousand Mountains are all the same sects of Shifang Sect for generations.

The pressure of competition is high and the elimination system is in place. If she fails to get the Yuan Stone for a month, her ancestor can personally throw her out of the cave.

Jiang Su struggled to get up from the ground, took out a Yuan Accumulating Pill from his sleeve, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it randomly, covering his mouth with his hand, not wanting to spit out his saliva.

In ten days, she would have to pay this year's cave fee again, and she was worried.

You can't live in the mountains either.

There are all kinds of fairy beasts in the mountain, and they are all at the level of gods at every turn. She was chased and bitten without the strength to fight back.

The upper realms are divided into: Human Immortal Realm, Heavenly Immortal Realm, Xuan Immortal Realm, Golden Immortal Realm, Jiutian Xuan Immortal Realm, Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, and Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

After three years of ascension, Jiang Su, who is still in the immortal realm, is just a low-level immortal.

The girl in green raised her hand to put the alchemy furnace into her storage bag, holding the bamboo stick, and flew down the mountain lightly.

One hundred thousand mountains surround the sect's important building, called the Valley of All Living Beings.

The black market is located under the third big tree in the north corner of the Valley of All Living Beings. According to legend, it is a realm-storing magic weapon refined by a certain ancestor.

She stood at the entrance of the black market, took out a mask with a laughing face, put on a large black fur coat, and walked in leisurely.

"Take a look, take a look, the middle-grade speed talisman made by practicing the talisman of the Mysterious Immortal Realm inside the door can be carved into the land of Middle Earth!"

"Collect used and used magical instruments. Collect used and used magical instruments from the upper realm. Collect used and used magical instruments from the upper realm that no one wants."

"The food is a new dish, Beishui Roast Duck. We sincerely invite all diners to try it."

Jiang Su held his breath and forced himself not to be distracted by the roast duck, which was a staple food.

The ability of these food cultivators is really amazing, especially since she also likes to eat duck, and her mouth is watering after a while.

"Hey."

Suddenly a hand pressed heavily on her shoulder, and Jiang Su almost lost her balance and was knocked to the ground.

She turned back and looked coldly at this sword cultivator wearing a pure black mask.

"what's up?"

This sword cultivator didn't know how to hide his identity even after entering the black market. He was holding his natal sword with a piece of amethyst inlaid on it, which was seriously inconsistent with the identity of the sword cultivator. At first glance, it was Lin Xian, the purple-clothed sword fairy who liked mining.

He is a regular customer who often comes to her to buy elixirs.

"Is there any new elixir?" The voice was low.

"Do you have money?" Jiang Su asked. Lin Xian stiffened and took a deep breath, "I can give you a treasure."

Jiang Su opened his hands on his shoulders disdainfully, "Poor medical practitioners have no capital to operate, and they are not allowed to mortgage their natal swords."

Lin Xian was anxious and quickly hugged his Purple Thunder Sword tightly, wishing it would be embedded in his sternum, "It's not my sword!"

He pointed to the alley on the left and motioned for Jiang Su to follow.

Jiang Su clenched the bamboo stick in his hand and followed in.

The back door of the bun shop.

Lin Xian took something out of a half-person-high steamer and stuffed it into her arms.

"That's it! It's worth a lot of Yuan Stone! If you don't believe it, I'll throw a treasure test at it. Look! It's golden!"

Jiang Su was dazzled by the golden light in front of her. Out of the stereotype of the sword cultivator being honest and stupid, she didn't think much and threw a bottle of Yuan Accumulating Pill to him.

The next second, the sword cultivator disappeared from sight.

The girl sat on the steps of the back door, her throat quivering nervously as she removed layers of expensive gold damask cloth.

The thing that can be wrapped in golden silk cloth must be a newly born immortal, a high-grade magic weapon of the Xuanxian level? !

"Immortal Lord, you are polite." A milky greeting came from the cloth.

Jiang Su froze in place.

This was a child, a little fairy child to be precise. He was dressed in gold silk clothes, with red silk hair, a pink face, and a pair of big and round eyes, staring at her darkly.

"Immortal Lord? My name is Meng Hui. Can you please lead me and find my father?"

The little fairy child looked at her expectantly, her eyes watery, as cute as she could be.

Jiang Su looked at him calmly, his pale eyes as silent as dead water.

The next moment, she got up and left.

I muttered in my heart: "You are still looking for my father? I don't even know where my father is? Where can I look for him?"

"Lin Xian, you little brat, just wait for me. Next time I see you, I will definitely chop off one of your hands!"

Meng Hui saw that the girl in green didn't care about him and hurriedly chased after her, walking unsteadily with bare feet.

"Xianjun! Don't leave Hui Hui behind!"

Jiang Su walked faster, cursing in his heart, and without looking much, he bumped into someone around the corner.

She rubbed her forehead and saw clearly who was coming.

"Hey, it's you."

The girl in green clothes curled her lips and smiled, her eyebrows arched.

The next moment, he held the bamboo stick with both hands in an up and down position, with the sharp edge of the silver blade exposed. It was a double-edged knife!

"Shh-"

Blood splattered.

She cut off the purple-clothed sword cultivator's left arm.

The stump fell to the ground and rolled to the feet of the little fairy boy.

The blood stained the little fairy boy's dirty little feet.

"Lin Xian, the last person who dared to play tricks on me is still feeding wolves in the mountains."

The purple-clothed monk immediately shouted, "How dare you do it in the black market!!!"

He only did business with Jiang Su in the black market and did not know her true identity.

The girl sneered coldly, "Cutting off one of your arms counts as a move?"

The next moment, she chopped off the man's leg again at lightning speed.

Finally, when he screamed, he stuffed a pill into his mouth and covered his mouth and nose tightly with his hands.

Lin Xian swallowed the pill, and his hands and feet instantly grew back.

"Even if I chop you into a pig, I can still heal you."

Jiang Su threw the man on the ground like trash and left without looking back.

(End of this chapter)