Longevity: From Being Pushed By The Witch

As Ji Boying passed through the crowd and saw the situation under the stone bridge, a chill instantly swept over him from his back, causing his heartbeat to abruptly stop.

Under the bridge on the riverbank, the law enforcement team had neatly arranged about ten bodies on the ground.

These bodies were not covered, and Ji Boying could clearly see their faces.

Pale, withered, and their protruding eyeballs displayed eerie crimson blood vessels, as if their essence had been drained before they died.

Drained... essence?!

Suddenly, an image of a figure in purple clothes appeared in Ji Boying's mind.

His breathing also became rapid at this moment.

"Everyone!"

Just then, in the law enforcement team, a middle-aged man in the late Qi Refining stage suddenly spoke. He looked at the onlookers and said in a solemn voice,

"I won't waste time with useless words. The rogue cultivators have already made a move, and they still act without a trace. Relying solely on our law enforcement team's patrols is probably futile."

"To prevent the rogue cultivators, you all need to be cautious and travel in groups of ten to twenty people when going to and from the town. If it's not necessary, do not act alone!"

As soon as his words fell, a chorus of dissatisfaction erupted from the crowd, and many people even started cursing on the spot.

The middle-aged man had made it clear with his words. Their law enforcement team was only responsible for collecting the bodies, while they had to protect themselves from the rogue cultivators.

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Despite the cursing, when the law enforcement team returned to the town with the bodies, the crowd still followed.

After all, having one more person meant having a little more peace of mind. If there really were rogue cultivators, with their numbers, even a Foundation Building expert might hesitate to take action.

As for Ji Boying...

He walked among the crowd in a daze.

He wasn't sure if Nan Gongwan was behind this, and of course, it would be best if she wasn't.

If it really was Nan Gongwan, once the town's law enforcement hall discovered any clues, he would probably have a hard time escaping punishment.

Nan Gongwan was a Foundation Building cultivator, and as long as she hid her intentions, the town's law enforcement hall would be powerless. But Ji Boying was different!

He was just a small cultivator in the early Qi Refining stage. If they found out about Nan Gongwan, they would naturally find out about him as well.

By then, he would be caught and subjected to severe torture, forced to reveal the whereabouts of his accomplices. Wouldn't he cry to death?

In the midst of his annoyance and confusion, Ji Boying unknowingly followed the crowd into the city.

He glanced at the still bustling main road and hesitated for a moment before quickly heading towards Jichun Hall.

Regardless of his worries and whether or not he would be implicated, he still needed to make money.

Whether it was Nan Gongwan or not, whether or not he would be implicated, these were not decisions he could make. The only thing he could do was live in the present and live well!

Arriving at Jichun Hall, as soon as he entered, Ji Boying saw Sun the shopkeeper, who had a big belly, happily coming to greet him.

This was something that had never happened before.

After all, Ji Boying was now a mid-grade alchemist. There were many cultivators in the town who practiced alchemy to make a living, but there weren't many who could refine mid-grade pills like Ji Boying. Each one of them was in high demand.

Sun the shopkeeper naturally wouldn't miss out on such a money-making opportunity.

"Brother Ji."

Sun the shopkeeper rubbed his hands together and led Ji Boying to sit behind the counter. Then he brewed a pot of tea and continued,

"Do you remember the big deal I told you about yesterday?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Boying couldn't help but look at the other person curiously.

He saw the latter smile and continue, "Forgive me for being straightforward. Previously, Brother Ji was just an alchemist, and some things...whether you know or not, it doesn't matter."

"But now...Brother Ji has become a middle-grade alchemist, and there are some things that you should know."

While pouring tea for Ji Boying, Sun the shopkeeper slowly said, "Not long ago, the family sent a message to me that the Chiyan Sect will make a big move in the Fulong Ridge area. The specific reason is still unclear, but one thing is certain: within three to six months, all the towns around Fulong City, including our Yushan Town, will have a large number of cultivators settling in!"

"So...Brother Ji, this is a great opportunity for Jichun Hall, for both you and me to make a fortune!"

Sun the shopkeeper took a sip of tea, straightened his goatee, and continued, "Before, I was thinking of finding more alchemists to work together and bring the refined pills to the family, asking the family's alchemists for help in pill formation."

"But now...although we still need to continue refining pills, Brother Ji, you are already a middle-grade alchemist. Jichun Hall can produce pills at the same time! Now, store more pills. When there are a large number of cultivators settling in the town, we can sell them at a price three to five percent higher than usual, making a stable profit!"

"Of course, Brother Ji, Jichun Hall will definitely not treat you unfairly! I, Sun, swear by my Dao heart!"

"Brother, I have told you everything I know. This favor, you have to put in some effort!"

Listening to Sun the shopkeeper's words, Ji Boying couldn't help but feel moved.

According to his current speed in pill refining, if he worked hard all day, he could refine four furnaces of middle-grade pills similar to the Small Spirit Pill.

As for the success rate, he couldn't guarantee it would be high, but there would still be a sixty percent success rate, and among the successful pills, thirty percent would be top-quality! Calculated per day, the profit would be about 100 spirit stones.

If he saved them now and sold them when the cultivators settled in, even if he added a thirty percent premium, the daily profit would multiply several times!

After a brief calculation, Ji Boying made up his mind.

"Shopkeeper Sun, I'll help with this favor!"

"Hahaha! Brother Ji is indeed straightforward!"

Seeing Ji Boying agree, Sun the shopkeeper was in a good mood. He arched his hand towards Ji Boying and said, "Then, I thank you in advance! When this matter is settled, I will definitely show my gratitude!"

After a brief chat, Ji Boying returned to the quiet room and started pill refining.

However, this time, Ji Boying was surprised to find that his efficiency in pill refining had actually improved, and his spiritual power was more enduring!

He didn't know if it was due to practice making perfect or his physique reaching 100 points, but what used to take an hour and a half to refine a Small Spirit Pill now only took an hour at most!

However...the core problem was still the lack of spiritual power. Refining two furnaces of pills in a row was already Ji Boying's limit.

Ji Boying didn't rush to allocate the extra attribute points to his constitution. Instead, he planned to see if his physique of 100 points could withstand Nan Gongwan's daily training.

Goldfinger was the foundation. Only when Goldfinger was stable could the other attributes steadily improve!

After refining the pills, Ji Boying, as usual, went to the Drunken Immortal Tower to pack a few dishes, and then followed the group to leave the town.

Just like yesterday, Ji Boying returned to his residence before Nan Gongwan came back.

However...

Before Ji Boying could start eating, a slightly chaotic sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

Turning around, he saw Nan Gongwan staggering towards the house, wearing a purple robe soaked in blood, which had turned into a dark color.