Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

In this way, Wu Fan asked five people in a row, but no one knew who "Kang Ledong" was. In desperation, he simply stopped asking.

But he couldn't understand how it was possible for no one to recognize a dignified middle-stage Jindan monk.

At this moment, an old man ran down from upstairs. This old man was wearing a black coat, had gray hair, and was in the late stage of foundation building.

When he saw Wu Fanzhi, his eyes suddenly lit up, he hurriedly ran forward, bowed and clasped his fists, saying:

"Senior, I've kept you waiting for a long time. This junior deserves to die."

"Are you the shopkeeper here?"

Wu Fan looked at this person and asked coldly.

"Yes, senior. This junior is the shopkeeper of this shop. I wonder what your orders are, senior?"

With a smile on his face, the old man raised his hands and asked politely.

"Come on, take me to a quieter room."

Wu Fan said expressionlessly, and then walked to the second floor minding his own business.

The old man was startled when he heard this, then hurriedly jogged a few steps and came to the front of Wu Fan to help guide the way, showing great attentiveness.

Soon, Wu Fan sat down in a room on the second floor, holding a teacup in his hand.

After the shopkeeper poured tea for Wu Fan, he stood aside respectfully, waiting for Wu Fan to ask questions.

"I have a few bottles of elixirs here to sell. Let's see how much they are worth in spirit stones."

Wu Fan glanced at the old man, waved his hand, and more than a dozen bottles of pills appeared on the table.

"Okay, let me check it out first. Don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory price."

When the shopkeeper saw this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that this senior was here to cause trouble. As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately started checking.

When Wu Fan heard this, he just chuckled and said nothing. In addition, he did not believe that the other party dared to deliberately lower the price.

Not to mention that his cultivation level was kept here, not to mention that he had already checked it when he entered the store. Apart from him, there was no other golden elixir stage monk here.

"Hey, it turns out to be some precious elixirs like "Moss Pill" and "Poison Suppressing Pill"."

When the shopkeeper checked several pill bottles, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face, and he couldn't help blurting out.

Soon, after he checked all the elixir bottles, he slowly exhaled, then looked at Wu Fan and smiled:

"Senior, I have checked out all the elixirs. Since the quality of each of the elixirs of my seniors is higher than what is on the market, I decided to give you a total of 800,000 spirit stones. I wonder, senior, are you satisfied with the price?"

After hearing the words, Wu Fan thought for a moment, then nodded without saying anything more.

And he also knew why the old man said that the elixir was of high quality, because when he was refining the elixir, the elixirs and herbs he used were of very high age.

"Okay, senior, please wait a moment, junior will go get the spirit stone for you."

When the old man saw Wu Fan nodding in agreement, a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face. After cupping his hands, he walked out of the room with the elixir.

Wu Fan, on the other hand, was sitting on a chair and drinking tea quietly.

Soon, in less than half a cup of tea, the old man walked back quickly, holding a storage bag in his hand.

"Senior, this is 800,000 spirit stones. Is there anything else you need this junior to do for you?"

The shopkeeper handed over the storage bag respectfully and asked at the same time.

"It's nothing serious. I just want to ask the shopkeeper if you recognize a man named "Kang Ledong"."

Wu Fan reached out and took the storage bag, checked it carefully, then put it away, then looked up at the old man and asked.

"Kang Ledong? This junior has never heard of it!"

The shopkeeper was startled when he heard this, then shook his head, expressing that he didn't know, but after he finished speaking, he asked again:

"Senior, what kind of cultivation level are you talking about? Also, is this person from the "Wangchuan Island" sea area?"

"This person is indeed from this sea area, and his cultivation is in the middle stage of Jindan."

Wu Fan didn't mean to be impatient. After finishing speaking, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Hey, he turned out to be a senior at the Golden Core Stage. That's not right. If, as senior, you said, this person is a Golden Core Stage monk and a person from this sea area, then this junior shouldn't have heard of him. Doesn’t this person have any other nicknames?”

The shopkeeper looked puzzled, feeling a little weird.

Wu Fan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment after hearing this. He had really forgotten about it, but the shopkeeper reminded him, so he asked eagerly:

"What the shopkeeper means is that this person also has a nickname that everyone knows?"

"Returning to the seniors, the juniors do have speculations in this regard. I think seniors, you also know that there are some seniors in the golden elixir stage who have weird personalities and never reveal their real names when walking outside, but they will give themselves an honorific title, so it is generally not a comparison. A good person doesn’t even know his real name.”

The shopkeeper nodded after hearing this and expressed his opinion.

"Well, what the shopkeeper said makes sense, but I don't know this person's nickname."

Wu Fan shook his head and said helplessly. In fact, to be honest, he also knew that some monks did not use their real names outside. For example, "Mr. Xie Mo" and "Old Man Red Devil" used nicknames.

Others like Qingyang Zhenren, Chonghe Zhenren, Wu Yuanzi and others in Lingxiaoguan use Taoist names, which are also not their real names.

Therefore, in the world of Xia Kingdom's immortal cultivation, these people are famous monks, but very few people really know their real names.

Now that the shopkeeper said this, Wu Fan was convinced that "Kang Ledong" must have other names.

As for Zheng Linfeng's master, it is actually easy to understand that he knows this person's name, because Zheng Linfeng said before that his master, Kang Ledong and others were good friends who formed a team together, but later they turned against each other.

But now there is a problem that makes Wu Fan very worried. If it is as he guessed, it will be difficult to find this person.

Because everyone who knew Kang Ledong's real name was his friend, this made it difficult for Wu Fan to take action.

He couldn't go to this island and ask the Golden Core monks one by one.

If he really asked about his friend, then he probably wouldn't tell the truth, and might even report to Kang Ledong in advance.

By then, it will be even more difficult for him to catch this person.

But now he has no other choice but to use the last two years to search as much as possible.

"Since the seniors don't know this person's nickname, it will not be easy to find him."

The shopkeeper shook his head at this time and answered Wu Fan's previous sentence.

"Okay, let's do this for now. I'll look for it slowly. But shopkeeper, don't mention what I said to you today to others. If I know that news spreads from here, you should suffer the consequences. Know."

Wu Fan waved his hand, then stood up and prepared to leave, but he still threatened him before leaving.

"Senior, don't worry, junior must keep his mouth shut."

The shopkeeper's face suddenly turned pale when he heard this, and there was some sweat on his forehead, and he hurriedly bowed and said.

"Um!"

After Wu Fan saw the other party's attitude, he nodded with satisfaction, then raised his legs and walked out.

"Congratulations, senior."

The old man bowed behind and clasped his fists, wiping the sweat from his forehead.