Chapter 159 Become famous
Chen Beiwu did not refuse and exchanged contact information with Pavilion Master Su Miao.

"Interested in a friendly spar?" Fang Yuchen suddenly asked.

In his eyes, women meant nothing.

Both of them achieved enlightenment through listening to the Cleansing Spirit Melody and entered the Qi Refining Limit, but he had absolutely no clue about the Flawless Qi Refining Realm.

The reason Fang Yuchen is now taking the initiative to challenge Chen Beiwu is simply to personally experience the profound mystery of Chen Beiwu's nascent Water-Wood Body and find an opportunity to further develop and forge the Liuji Body, not for some pointless rivalry.

Upon hearing this, the cultivators in Yunyin Pavilion all lit up, and some second-generation cultivators who were preparing to leave the banquet even stopped in their tracks.

Battles between those who have exceeded their Qi cultivation limits are extremely rare.

If they could watch from the sidelines, they might gain some insights as well.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in sparring right now," Chen Beiwu said calmly, then took his leave.

Although his opponent was strong, he could not put any pressure on him.

Instead of fighting him, you should go home and cultivate the Myriad Laws Return to Flow Jianmu Heavenly Book to help the Golden Egg recover as soon as possible.

"Indeed, I was reckless. Fellow Daoist Chen's Golden Scale Yuan Qi has not yet recovered." Fang Yuchen smiled, finding a way to save face, his previous domineering attitude of questioning the Foundation Establishment cultivator was gone.

So, under the envious gazes of everyone, Chen Beiwu left Yunyin Pavilion with Xu Lingling and Xu Ziqing.

'What a womanizer, neglecting his friends,' Guan Yong'an muttered to himself.

We were just acquaintances, yet the other person left without even saying goodbye.

The next second, three slender, elegant female cultivators, clearly from cultivation families, walked up to him, all with shy expressions in their eyes.

Guan Yong'an's heart skipped a beat, and he put on a polite smile, thinking that spring had finally come for him.

If he wasn't mistaken, the leading female cultivator was Lin Wanqing, the eldest daughter of the Lin family of the Fallen Dragon Mansion.

Lin Wanqing possessed exceptional talent and the Heavenly Wood Spiritual Root. At a young age, she had already cultivated to the limit of Qi Refining, making her a fairy he could only dream of.

Unexpectedly, the first thing the other party said almost made Guan Yong'an lose his smile.

"Young Master Guan, I noticed you were having a pleasant conversation with Young Master Chen earlier. Do you have his contact information?"

Guan Yong'an: "..."

On the other side, in front of the main gate of Yunyin Pavilion.

Chen Beiwu stood beside the luxurious beast-drawn carriage, feeling an indescribable softness in both his arms.

"Can you let go now?" Chen Beiwu glanced at the two women.

"No way." Xu Lingling pouted and retorted, "You're also going to the Spirit Cleansing Banquet, so why haven't you replied to my messages lately?"

"I've been getting a lot of annoying phone calls lately, so I turned off my phone," Chen Beiwu explained.

"Are you finding me, your good friend, annoying?" Xu Lingling released her arms, revealing a tearful expression.

Xu Ziqing took two steps back, smiled gently, and added fuel to the fire, saying, "Most likely, Lingling, why don't you just give up?"

"I recently managed to snag a Yin-Yang Blood Cleansing Pill, and a bunch of people want to call and buy it," Chen Beiwu revealed through his divine sense.

If used properly, a Yin-Yang Cleansing Blood Pill can enable a second-tier spirit beast to advance to the second-realm minor demon within half a year.

It would be perfectly reasonable for Golden Egg to advance to the second realm of lesser demons before the start of the college entrance examination retest.

Upon hearing this, Xu Lingling and Xu Ziqing were both surprised, not expecting Chen Beiwu to be so lucky.

It's important to know that snapping up Yin-Yang Cleansing Blood Pills is no easy task.

Some Foundation Establishment families mobilized tens of thousands of cultivators over a hundred years in an attempt to purchase a special third-tier pill, but they still failed to acquire even one.

"The preliminary college entrance examination is about to begin, and I need to go back and seclude myself for a while."

After saying this, Chen Beiwu vanished instantly, leaving the two women standing there in a daze. "He got away again," Xu Ziqing said with a double meaning.

Is always shining gold.

As news of her enlightenment at the Yunyin Pavilion's Spirit Cleansing Banquet tonight spreads, the probability of her becoming a Daoist couple with Chen Beiwu will decrease.

……

The next day.

As dawn breaks in the east, a thin mist hangs in the air.

Before dawn, Ms. Huang Xiaoling went out early to buy groceries.

As the largest vegetable market in Pingchen Township, Rongchuang Market has always been plagued by serious overcharging practices.

There's a saying that "locals get ripped off once, while outsiders get ripped off twice," so Huang Xiaoling usually only buys vegetables from familiar vendors.

"The fish doesn't seem very fresh today," Huang Xiaoling said, looking at the tall, bald vendor.

"Sigh, there's nothing I can do. These flying scale fish die as soon as they're taken out to sea. The only way to preserve them is to freeze them with ice magic." The bald, burly man scratched his head. "How about I give you a discount, one cent a pound?"

Huang Xiaoling frowned slightly and bargained, saying, "One cent is a bit expensive. How about five cents a pound? That way I'll take the whole fish."

"I can't sell it. I'll give it at least eight cents, otherwise I'll lose money." The bald boss shook his head repeatedly.

Just then, a mother and daughter who looked alike and were dressed beautifully walked over.

"Other people's children came to repay a debt of gratitude, while you came to seek revenge, didn't you? We're both cultivating immortality, but others can surpass the limit of Qi cultivation at the age of nineteen, how come you can't even break through to the middle stage of Qi cultivation?"

"Stop nagging, Mom, we're still outside." The long-haired girl was very dissatisfied.

Finding some gossip to listen to, Huang Xiaoling's gaze seemed to linger on the flying fish on the stall, but in reality, her ears were already perked up, as were those of the bald shop owner across from her.

"I don't want to say anything to you, but you're just too disappointing and have really let me down!" the curly-haired woman said angrily.

The long-haired girl's face turned extremely pale as her mother continued to scold her.

She retorted, "Can you blame me? Chen Beiwu can spend 2,500 spirit coins to listen to music at Yunyin Pavilion and have an epiphany. What about you, my dear mother? I wanted to ask you for 10 spirit coins to buy a Clear Water Pill to break through, but you can't even come up with that much spirit coin!"

"You dare talk back!" The curly-haired woman slapped the girl across the face.

"Snapped!"

Upon hearing this voice, Huang Xiaoling and the bald boss both shook their heads.

"There are all kinds of people these days!" the bald boss remarked.

It is said that family scandals should not be aired in public, but I never expected that this mother and daughter would quarrel and fight in public.

"Yes." Huang Xiaoling nodded, not thinking much of it.

The bald boss seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "By the way, Aunt Huang, isn't your son also named Chen Beiwu?"

"Hey, why bring this up? There are plenty of cultivators with the same name in the Immortal Alliance." Huang Xiaoling waved her hand and said modestly, "My child is only at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining. He can't compare to those Immortal Alliance prodigies at all."

The bald boss gave a wry smile.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have brought up that topic.

At nineteen years old, he had reached the ninth level of Qi Refining. If his family could produce a genius of that level, it would be an extremely auspicious event, like the smoke rising from their ancestral graves.

Let alone selling his house, even if he had to sell himself into slavery and take out a mountain of cultivation loans, he would do everything in his power to support a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Are you Ms. Huang Xiaoling?" a gentle female voice suddenly rang out.

(End of this chapter)

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