Mortal Alchemy

Chen Ping changed into his flying gourd and arrived at White Sand Market.

He went straight to Myriad Treasure Pavilion and found Zhou Ying.

It had been more than a year since they last met, and Zhou Ying had become even more mature, just like her mother, like a ripe peach, exuding a sweet and alluring fragrance all over her body.

Her figure was even more fiery than before.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, have you had a second growth spurt, or have you cultivated some kind of charm technique?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen." When Zhou Ying saw Chen Ping's figure, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she gave a graceful bow.

Her every frown and smile already possessed a hint of dignity, elegance, and inaccessibility.

"The genes of this mother and daughter are truly powerful."

If Zhou Ying used to resemble Madam Guo by sixty percent, now it was eighty or ninety percent, a veritable noblewoman of the Immortal Clan.

Chen Ping also revealed a smile and cupped his hands, saying, "Fellow Daoist Zhou."

He skillfully followed Zhou Ying to a private room for a chat.

Chen Ping first sold the medicinal herbs discovered by the treasure-hunting mink, earning a total of fifty spirit stones.

This price was not low; many family cultivators at the tenth level of Qi training could not earn fifty spirit stones in a year.

Then, he sold the gauze-thin, transparent, first-grade, high-quality defensive magic item.

This item was only suitable for female cultivators to wear.

Chen Ping had also considered whether to sell it cheaply to Senior Sister Luo Fei, but after thinking about it, he gave up on the idea.

Selling it to Zhou Ying and letting her handle it was the best option.

Seeing the high-quality defensive magic item in Chen Ping's hand, Zhou Ying's beautiful eyes were like containing spring water, her pretty face slightly red, and somewhat shy:

"…This peculiar defensive magic item is, is truly…"

Who would create a high-quality defensive magic item like this? Its original owner must have been a lecherous ghost.

Chen Ping chuckled: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, this is a genuine first-grade, high-quality defensive magic item, only suitable for female cultivators to use. It can save your life at critical moments, and its material is light, thin, and transparent, so outsiders cannot detect this magic item."

The grades of magic items are: first-grade low-quality, first-grade medium-quality, first-grade high-quality, first-grade high-quality, and then second-grade.

Zhou Ying suppressed the shyness in her heart and tried to speak seriously:

"Indeed, as Fellow Daoist said, how about I acquire this item for six hundred spirit stones?"

Chen Ping nodded: "That's fine."

Immediately afterward, Chen Ping took out the body-tempering pills he had refined over the past year.

There were as many as ninety bottles.

Seeing these ninety bottles of body-tempering pills, Zhou Ying's beautiful eyes immediately narrowed into crescent shapes with joy.

She only earned two spirit stones per bottle of body-tempering pills, but these body-tempering pills had created a huge network of contacts for her, which could not be measured by specific spirit stones.

The scarcity of goods made her status and life more comfortable and free.

Zhou Ying couldn't help but say, "Every time I see Fellow Daoist Chen, good things happen."

She gave Chen Ping three thousand nine hundred and sixty spirit stones.

Chen Ping said with a smile, "I think so too. Every time I see Fellow Daoist Zhou, my mood is particularly good."

It was safe and convenient to earn money from her, and the other party had sworn a demonic oath not to reveal that he had body-tempering pills.

Moreover, the three second-order talismans that Zhou Ying sold him last time had made great contributions.

Chen Ping said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, do you still have second-order attack-type talismans like last time?"

Zhou Ying's smooth and delicate chin sank slightly, and then she said:

"If it were someone else, this concubine would definitely refuse, but you are Fellow Daoist Chen, and this concubine will inquire for you to see if I can gather a few for Fellow Daoist Chen."

Chen Ping nodded: "How long will it take? I won't be staying long this time. I will have to set off again to find treasures in at most three months."

Zhou Ying nodded slightly: "Three months is enough. Fellow Daoist Chen, pay attention to the movement of the token then."

"Very good." Chen Ping nodded, and then bought a large number of Yuan Qi Pills, Spiritual Sense Pills, Qi Recovery Pills, and Bigu Pills from Zhou Ying.

As well as spirit beast meat and spirit rice, costing Chen Ping a full two thousand spirit stones.

As for the materials for the body-tempering pills, there was still half left, so there was no need to buy them for the time being, until next year.

Chen Ping's savings had reached a huge four thousand spirit stones!

Finally, Chen Ping asked, "Fellow Daoist Zhou, is there any news about the second-order demon core and the century-old spiritual milk?"

Zhou Ying replied seriously: "Fellow Daoist Chen, there is still no news about the century-old spiritual milk, but there is already some news about the second-order demon core."

"Oh? Tell me more."

Zhou Ying said: "Not long ago, a demon tide occurred in the Eastern Wilderness Market, and the major sects dispatched many Foundation Establishment disciples to go there. Golden Core experts also took action, and the two sides are fighting fiercely."

"Either this year or next year, after the dust settles, there should be second-order demon cores flowing out."

Chen Ping got up and cupped his hands: "I'll trouble Fellow Daoist Zhou to keep an eye on this matter for me."

Zhou Ying got up and returned the salute gracefully, and her majestic breasts could not help but tremble slightly, and said:

"This concubine will also be attacking Foundation Establishment in recent years, and I will definitely not neglect Fellow Daoist Chen in the matter of Foundation Establishment spiritual objects."

Chen Ping nodded, and then asked the last thing:

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Zhou, do you know who provided me with the whereabouts of the second-order Cold Ice Nether Fire back then?"

The second-order Cold Ice Nether Fire was stored underground and did not appear. Because it had an owner, how did the Guo family know about this news?

I'm afraid someone took a fancy to his foundation and deliberately sent him to Cloud Ice Mountain for Ji Changsheng to seize his body.

Zhou Ying looked puzzled and said, "This matter was handled by this concubine's mother, and I don't know very well. Fellow Daoist Chen, has something happened?"

Chen Ping said with a smile, "It's nothing. I just plan to refine the second-order spiritual fire when I have time. When I have time, I will definitely hold a banquet to thank your mother."

Zhou Ying's pretty face flushed slightly, feeling a little strange and uncomfortable. Could it be that Fellow Daoist Chen really took a fancy to her mother?

Chen Ping didn't know what Zhou Ying was thinking and got up to say goodbye.

Then he summoned the flying gourd and slowly headed to the Mu family.

On the way for two hours, Chen Ping searched Ji Changsheng's memory based on the age of Zhou Ying's mother and daughter.

To see if Zhou Ying's mother and daughter were related to Ji Changsheng, and whether this matter was designed by Zhou Ying's mother.

If there was any connection, then he could not do business with Zhou Ying for body-tempering pills.

After searching a lot of memories, he did not see any memories of Ji Changsheng with similar appearances to Zhou Ying's mother and daughter, or any connection.

"Even if it's not their mother and daughter, there must be someone around them who is related to Ji Changsheng."

Chen Ping breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Returning to the Mu family, he headed towards the Deacon Hall.

Outside the Deacon Hall, it was the same as always.

People came and went, in a hurry, each cultivator's face numb, dull, and desperate.

Every time he saw them, Chen Ping told himself not to relax his cultivation and take time to indulge in pleasure.

Arriving at the Deacon Hall, Chen Ping saw Mu Luofei.

She was good at maintaining her youth. Now at twenty-seven years old, her appearance was like that of a twenty-year-old, gentle, sweet, but also high above, like the moon in the water, untouchable.

"Senior Sister Luofei, long time no see." Chen Ping walked forward and cupped his hands in salute.