Shen Ting's hands trembled as he opened and inspected the bottles one by one.
“A supreme-grade Boundary-Breaking Pill!”
“A supreme-grade Rejuvenation Pill!”
“A supreme-grade Qi Gathering Pill!”
“A supreme-grade... Golden Core-Condensing Pill! Your master's alchemy attainment is truly unfathomable!”
“Th-this is... a supreme-grade Nascent Soul-Forming Pill?!”
When he saw the Nascent Soul-Forming Pills, Shen Ting stood up with a sharp clatter, his hands shaking violently. “Fifteen pills... There are actually fifteen of them?!”
He took a deep breath, his gaze shifting as he looked at Xue Mingzhao with newfound awe. “Fellow Daoist Xin, just which alchemy grandmaster on the Tianyan Continent is your esteemed master?”
Beside her, Su Ye held his teacup and took a slow, leisurely sip.
Hearing Shen Ting's successive cries of shock, his heart had long since transitioned from initial excitement to gradual numbness. He even felt a bit like laughing.
He now had absolutely no doubt that his junior sister could refine a supreme-grade Mahayana Pill.
Perhaps one day his junior sister would casually refine a jellybean, and eating it would allow him to ascend on the spot.
Xue Mingzhao calmly sipped her tea. “My master does not like meeting outsiders. Manager Shen, you had better settle the accounts as quickly as possible. Master is still waiting outside the city for me to return and report.”
—In any case, her master was staying back at the sect and wouldn't suddenly run over here to expose her.
Hearing this, Shen Ting did not dare to delay and hurriedly picked up his abacus to calculate the bill.
Xue Mingzhao and Su Ye sat side by side, watching dumbfounded as Shen Ting flicked the abacus beads.
His fingers flew across the beads with rapid clacking sounds, moving so fast they almost left afterimages.
Within the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Shen Ting stopped his movements and took a deep breath. “A total of fifty-nine million six hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones. I will round it up for you—sixty million!”
Xue Mingzhao paused mid-sip.
Good heavens, giving away four hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones just like that. Manager Shen was truly generous.
Shen Ting excitedly and carefully transferred the pills into jade bottles. Usually composed, he was having a hard time keeping his emotions in check right now.
He solemnly took out a jade plaque and handed it over. “This is the Supreme Jade Plaque of Jiudan Pavilion. If the two of you encounter any trouble in Yunque Heavenly Capital in the future, just use Jiudan Pavilion's name. If you crush the jade plaque, I can also arrive immediately.”
Xue Mingzhao accepted the jade plaque with a sincere smile. “Manager Shen, you are too polite.”
Shen Ting personally escorted the two to the entrance, watching them walk into the distance before heading back inside.
A shop assistant nearby leaned in. “Manager, just now I not only packed fifty bags of spiritual tea for them, but I also stuffed in fifty portions of pastries...”
Shen Ting nodded in satisfaction. “Well done. Though, I wonder if this little bit of things will seem too cheap.”
He pondered to himself. These two looked like they dressed ordinarily, even a bit... simple, but they spent so extravagantly. They were definitely disguising themselves on purpose, unwilling to flaunt their wealth.
They might not even care about such small favors.
Next time they came, he had to prepare a grand gift to firmly bind these two gods of wealth to his shop!
On the other side, Xue Mingzhao and Su Ye were eating as they walked.
“What are these pastries from Jiudan Pavilion made of? They are way too delicious!” Xue Mingzhao's mouth was stuffed full as she mumbled, “Senior Brother, next time you should drop more hints to Manager Shen so he gives us more.”
Su Ye's eyes also lit up as he ate. “Eating one piece actually increases my spiritual energy slightly, which is worth fifteen minutes of cultivation. Manager Shen really spared no expense.”
“So good, so good!”
The two ate all the way to the entrance of the Heavenly Talisman Pavilion.
Mo Jiu was just about to head out when he saw two strangers walking straight toward him.
He looked at the two in confusion. Before he could speak, Xue Mingzhao spoke first: “Manager Mo, don't you recognize me?”
Mo Jiu stared at them and racked his brain, but had absolutely no recollection.
Xue Mingzhao gestured to him as if wearing a mask.
Mo Jiu's eyes lit up, instantly realizing. “Ah, it's... the two fellow daoists!” He wanted to call them by name, but suddenly remembered they had left too quickly last time and hadn't left their names at all.
Xue Mingzhao smiled. “Manager Mo, my master drew some more talismans this time and had me bring them over for you to look at.”
Mo Jiu hurriedly gestured for them to enter. “Upstairs, please! Let's talk upstairs in detail!”
It was the same private room as last time, with the same tea.
Xue Mingzhao smacked her lips, thinking that the tea from Jiudan Pavilion was still better, and they even had pastries to eat.
“Is it supreme-grade Sky-Blasting Talismans again this time, Fellow Daoist?” Mo Jiu asked casually, mentally prepared for at most a dozen or so.
Xue Mingzhao shook her head slightly. “Manager Mo, broaden your horizons. Don't always fixate on the Sky-Blasting Talismans.”
A trace of doubt rose in Mo Jiu's heart, and he was just about to ask further.
Clatter!
With a wave of Xue Mingzhao's hand, Exploding Talismans, speed talismans, transmission talismans, Shadow-Concealing Talismans, tracking talismans, defense talismans... All kinds of talismans were dumped onto the table in one go, piling up like a small mountain.
Mo Jiu stood up with a screech, his chair sliding far back with a harsh scraping sound.
He hurriedly rubbed his eyes, terrified that he was seeing things.
He had originally thought that getting a dozen or so supreme-grade talismans would be great, but she actually brought out several hundred?! And just casually piled them on the table like that?!
Mo Jiu's head buzzed, his mind going completely blank.
“Th-these are all supreme-grade talismans?!” His voice suddenly shot up, his hands shaking uncontrollably.
Beside him, Su Ye took a slow sip of tea, silently mocking Mo Jiu's shocked reaction and wishing the man could be as composed as himself.
Xue Mingzhao remained composed. “They are all supreme-grade goods. Manager Mo, please count them and give me a price.”
Mo Jiu stood frozen in place, holding a stack of talismans, unable to snap out of it for a long time.
His mind screamed in frenzy. Other people treated a single supreme-grade talisman like a family heirloom to be enshrined, but this one just brought them out in heaps! Just what level of talisman grandmaster was her master?!
Suppressing his surging emotions, Mo Jiu quickly pulled out his spirit stone abacus. His fingertips flicked rapidly, producing a continuous clacking sound.
After a long while, Mo Jiu finally stopped his movements, his voice still trembling. “The total comes to thirty-five million high-grade spirit stones!”
He was incredibly excited himself after saying it.
Acquiring this batch of supreme-grade talismans would undoubtedly elevate the Heavenly Talisman Pavilion's standing across the entire Tianyan Continent to a whole new level!
He couldn't help but feel a desire to win her over.
If this Fellow Daoist Xin Yue were willing to cooperate in the long term, the Heavenly Talisman Pavilion might even break out of Tianyan and expand into the Qingyun Continent!
Just as this thought crossed his mind, he suddenly shuddered and shook his head to suppress it.
What a joke. She could casually bring out heaps of supreme-grade talismans; she definitely had a top-tier powerhouse backing her.
If he dared to harbor any bad intentions, a single Sky-Blasting Talisman thrown his way would end his life.
Having realized this, Mo Jiu's attitude became increasingly respectful, even slightly flattering.
Seeing him like this, Xue Mingzhao couldn't help but get a layer of goosebumps. “Manager Mo, please act normal,” she said, rubbing her arms. “I still prefer how calm and unbothered you were at the beginning.”
Mo Jiu awkwardly retracted his smile.
He couldn't help it; the profit was simply too massive to control himself.
“I have yet to ask for your esteemed name, Fellow Daoist?”
“My name is Xin Yue, and this is my senior brother Xin Lu.”
Mo Jiu glanced at Xin Lu nearby. To face thirty-five million spirit stones without even a change in expression or a blink of an eye...
He was indeed someone accustomed to grand occasions; his mental fortitude was incredibly strong!
Xue Mingzhao suddenly asked, “Manager Mo, how much is a supreme-grade teleportation talisman here?”
“For a supreme-grade one, it is one thousand high-grade spirit stones each.”
“Can I take a look at your supreme-grade teleportation talismans?”
Although Mo Jiu was puzzled, he still instructed a shop assistant to fetch one.
Xue Mingzhao took it in her hand and swept her eyes over it rapidly.
The dense talisman runes unfolded clearly before her eyes. The direction of every line and the position of every node were plain to see.
After looking at it for a few seconds, she handed the talisman back to Mo Jiu. “Thank you, Manager Mo.”
After leaving the Heavenly Talisman Pavilion, Xue Mingzhao found a deserted alleyway. She pulled out talisman paper and a talisman brush, recalled the teleportation runes she had just seen, and flicked her wrist.
Moments later, a flash of red light flickered. A supreme-grade teleportation talisman was complete!
She quickly drew another one and handed it to Su Ye. “Take it. Let's go home.”
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