Cultivating Immortality: Starting from Ferrying Passengers

Chapter 32: Shipment and Payment
However, to Fang Jingxuan's surprise, the battle did not start in the end, because before it even started, Chu Yunshen came back with a head in his hand.

The crisis was over in less than twenty breaths.

"He's an unknown cultivator, probably one who wandered here to collect money. He's at the seventh level of Qi Refining and was slow to run. I caught up with him and killed him."

Fang Jingxuan looked at the head of the cultivator who died with his eyes open, feeling a little horrified. This was a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining. In the market town, he would be a well-known figure. How could he be gone in less than half a minute?

It seems that Chu Yunshen is not reckless and arrogant, but confident, which is why he went straight to the enemy. How impressive.

Fang Jingxuan, feeling at ease, had a greatly changed impression of Chu Yunshen.

Those who have no ability are called reckless, and those who have ability are called confident. That’s the difference. It’s result-oriented.

From this we can see the ability of sword cultivators. Even if ordinary cultivators were to fight, the battle would not end so quickly. Perhaps the fight is still going on now.

After this episode, Chu Yunshen continued to hold the magic sword and rest with his eyes closed, while the team leader wrapped the head and prepared to take it back for people to identify and see if they could find out its origin.

The rest of the journey seemed very quiet. After the experience just now, Fang Jingxuan no longer had any impulses.

As night approached, Hongyefang was already visible from afar. Looking at the brightly lit human buildings, Fang Jingxuan felt very at ease.

"After unloading the goods, go get the spirit stones. This employment is over. I'll contact you next time I need you."

The team leader was directing everyone to work. Fang Jingxuan watched the laborers at the dock moving the boxes of goods from Tuoyuan's back down one by one. The two packages under his feet were not very conspicuous.

When Tuyuan's back was empty, Fang Jingxuan hurried to the streets of Konoha with the newly earned reward and the two large bags of goods.

"Lao He, Lao He, I'm back."

Fang Jingxuan went straight into Lao He's yard. Lao He had not rested yet. He looked at Fang Jingxuan and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"How much goods?"

"Two hundred kilograms of pickled monster flesh, three hundred kilograms of low-grade spiritual rice, and nearly a hundred low-grade spiritual stones worth. I can't take more, so this is all."

"That's enough, that's enough. Any more would be too ostentatious. This is just right. Let me calculate. In the market right now, one low-grade spirit stone can only buy five catties of spirit rice and one catty and seven ounces of monster flesh. If I sell all this stuff, I can get 180 low-grade spirit stones."

Fang Jingxuan also calculated in his mind that the monster's flesh and blood could be sold for 120 pills, and the spiritual rice could be sold for 60 pills, while his cost was only a little over 90. With a round trip, he could make double the profit. It was really a good business to make money.

However, 30% needs to be given to Lao He, and some needs to be sent to Wei Tong. I wonder if the manager should take care of it?
"Then let's follow the division we agreed on before?"

Fang Jingxuan spoke, and Lao He nodded and said:

"I didn't contribute much, but you took the risk to do it. Thirty percent is enough for me, but you have to take out ten low-grade spirit stones as a tribute to establish connections. You won't share this."

After listening to Lao He's words, Fang Jingxuan calculated his final income, which was about fifty low-grade spirit stones, much higher than his previous estimate.

"Well, please help me distribute this stuff. I don't have the energy anymore. I've traveled a long way and encountered an emergency along the way. I need to go back and rest. If there's anything else to ship later, we can discuss it."

After saying these words, Fang Jingxuan took Tu Yuan to his own courtyard. Old He looked at the two large bags of goods on the ground, laughed softly, and sang a few lines of opera:
"Today is my day to enjoy myself. I will go to Xianyang to be king first, and then to Xianyang."

Only after returning to his familiar nest did Fang Jingxuan completely relax. It was true that smuggling and trading could make money, but the monk's head today also gave Fang Jingxuan a big shock.

This is a job that is very risky.

Only then did Fang Jingxuan feel a little scared. If Chu Yunshen couldn't solve it at that time, wouldn't he be forced to risk his life? Shaking his head, Fang Jingxuan waved these thoughts away. No matter what, he had the spirit stone in his hand.

After this batch of goods is sold, his spirit stones will return to around 150. If he sells other miscellaneous items, the number will exceed 200.

Two hundred low-grade spirit stones were enough to pick out a not-so-perfect first-level fellow practitioner, and his [Jadeite and Cypress] was only worth one hundred and fifty low-grade spirit stones.

What's more, the spiritual material cicada shell in his hand can be sold for fifty low-grade spirit stones.

With anticipation for his new fellow practitioners, Fang Jingxuan began to meditate. He had to make up for the two days he had wasted.

Early the next morning, Fang Jingxuan finished his training. He opened the attribute panel and nodded slightly.

[Real name: Fang Jingxuan]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Level 3 (6/600)]

The progress of cultivation has increased a little, which is good, there has been progress.

However, it takes five years to break through to the third level of Qi training, and an estimated eight years to break through to the fourth level. If this is the case, can I still build the foundation in my lifetime?

Are the qualifications of having two natal stars and three spiritual roots really that bad?

Wouldn't it be impossible for a cultivator with three innate abilities and five spiritual roots to break through to the late stage of Qi Refining in his entire life?

No wonder so many monks are not active in their practice and just lie down completely. This is because they see no hope.

Fang Jingxuan stopped thinking about it. He looked at the time and it was time to practice the talisman formation.

Taking out the half-finished talisman paper, Fang Jingxuan carefully stained it with spiritual ink and began to practice.

As the number of failures increased, he slowly figured out some tricks, and his experience in how to use his spiritual consciousness to penetrate into the talisman paper and comprehend the structure of the spiritual ink also increased.

At noon, Lao He asked someone to call Fang Jingxuan over.

When he brought Tuoyuan to Lao He's yard, Lao He handed him a bag of spirit stones.

"This is your share. I distributed all the goods last night this morning. The price was slightly lower than in the market, but they were all sold out. People are still asking when the next one will be available."

Fang Jingxuan opened the bag of spirit stones, looked at it for a few seconds, and then stuffed it into the storage bag.

He thought for a while and said:
"Mr. He, please help keep an eye on Chu Yunshen. When he follows the guards, I'll follow him. As for other routes, I'll have to wait and see."

"Chu Yunshen? Okay, I'll go keep an eye on him. I haven't heard much about this person. He's probably a direct descendant of the Chu family who came down from Chu Yun Mountain."

Hongyefang belongs to the Chu family, but the Chu family does not live in Hongyefang. Instead, they live on Chuyun Mountain, which is a little further away.

Chu Yun Mountain is quite mysterious to the people of Hongyefang, and ordinary people cannot go up there, so Lao He has never heard of the name of Chu Yunshen.

After getting the spirit stone, Fang Jingxuan was in a good mood. After leaving Lao He, he took some things and rushed to Wei Tong.

This time, Fang Jingxuan wanted to try to ask what kind of body-building exercises Wei Tong was practicing?
If possible, could I try practicing as well? The cultivator who died today allowed Fang Jingxuan to refine his body and strengthen his mind a little more.

(End of this chapter)