The Journey of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 117 - 88: A Huge Sum of Money Credited

It sounds simple, but doing it while performing the movents of the Guiding Technique made her vision dim several tis, and she nearly fainted due to lack of oxygen. Naturally, her movents were not as standard as they should have been. Strangely, Changtian seed sowhat distracted today, and that annoying little Black Stone failed to fly over to her.

The next morning, she woke up in the courtyard and stretched out lazily, feeling refreshed and invigorated in a way she hadn’t experienced in a long ti.

Of course, during her days wandering as a rchant, she couldn’t afford the luxury of sleeping on a big bed. In fact, she had considered bringing a big bed into the God Demon Prison; that would have been great. Unfortunately, Changtian was firmly against it, arguing that indulging in comfort would lead to complacency. In other words, he would rather have her sleep on the hard floor of a prison cell. She attempted to argue weakly, but the mont he fixed her with his pale gold eyes, she shafully surrendered without a fight.

After completing her morning practice and stepping outside, the first thing on her agenda today was—making money. She had been preparing for this day for a long ti.

Half an hour later, she stood in front of the largest dicine shop in Rock City, "Huairen Hall," which conducted a two-way business, buying and selling dicinal herbs and elixirs. Because elixirs could only be produced by hand, their production never scaled up, keeping the prices perpetually high. The shop was bustling, clearly doing good business.

Ning Xiaoxian stood outside the door for a mont and then turned to leave. Changtian asked in confusion, "Aren’t you here to sell your elixirs today? Why not go in?"

"You don’t understand?" Winning over him was not easy, and finally, it was her turn to explain: "The bigger the business, the bigger the ego. The dicine we want to sell isn’t particularly rare, but it is notably more effective. It’s best to sell to ’second best’ shops, as there will be more opportunities for business down the line."

She asked passersby and soon stopped in front of another dicine shop. The shop’s sign wasn’t as prominent as Huairen Hall’s, but its location and business were still quite good—it was called "Xingfang Store."

The na might sound a bit flamboyant, but it was a legitimate place of business. Inside the shop, she found an older steward and first presented the Small Peiyuan Pill and the Nourishing Pill she had just refined the previous evening. When conducting business, sotis you need to play the long ga, and at other tis, you go straight for the kill. If she had presented sothing common like golden sore dicine to start with, they would have dismissed her right away.

The Nourishing Pill was a new elixir she had only begun to refine the day before. Its effects were akin to the Small Peiyuan Pill but less potent, primarily serving to generate flesh, nourish blood, replenish Qi, and regulate and solidify the internal organs. Although not as strong as the Small Peiyuan Pill and therefore cheaper, it was made from more readily obtainable materials, making it affordable for commoners willing to spend a few years’ inco – a more accessible dicinal option for the masses.

The steward, after hearing about the Small Peiyuan Pill, paused slightly, skepticism flickering in his eyes. He recognized the dicine pill, but the chances of an Immortal Sect exchanging an Immortal Elixir for mortal silver were slim to none. Ning Xiaoxian saw his peculiar expression and quickly surmised his concern, saying with a smile, "This was refined by my master. He lives in solitude, unaffiliated with any immortal sect, and prefers not to interact with others. If this deal works out, we will co to you with more dicine in the future."

She once again brandished the tiger’s skin of "master," appearing full of confidence. The steward, who initially suspected the dicine was stolen, eased his doubts significantly on hearing they could continuously supply more. Ning Xiaoxian then took out the golden sore dicine and Quhuang Powder, which didn’t particularly interest him, and he waved to have them sent to the back room for assessnt.

While waiting, she browsed the shop and bought a batch of dicinal herbs. Lately, she had been refining elixirs so vigorously that the herbs she bought from Deng Hao were pretty much used up, not to ntion that the variety he had was not as complete as that of a proper dicine shop. Sadly, after all her purchases, she was still missing one ingredient.

Ning Xiaoxian rembered her promise to Cui Yingying to refine a Disguise Pill, but this shop just so happened to be out of one of the main ingredients for it: Catfish Glue. This glue was initially transparent, but once the pill was successful, it helped users’ skin appear more flesh-colored. Without Catfish Glue, the Disguise Pill would leave the face looking as pale as that of a drowned corpse—scaring rather than fooling people.

The clerk, holding the list, looked troubled: this type of catfish with blue fins was common, found in several big rivers of the Nan Zhanbu Continent, but Rock City, being up in the mountains, rarely had it in stock. "This herb, the whole of Rock City has been out of it for half a month, and new stock won’t arrive for another half a month."