Ziwei Immortal Path

Chapter 11: Sword Collection
For the next month, Xu Boyang was immersed in the wonders of practicing magic, forgetting to eat and sleep, and working day and night without stopping.

Only after he had mastered six different techniques did he stop, feeling unsatisfied.

That day, Xu Boyang came out early in the morning and had breakfast with Tan Wenli in the outer courtyard.

At this time, Tan Wenli had already been completely convinced of Xu Boyang's admiration. His temperament changed drastically. He obeyed Xu Boyang's every word and was extremely loyal to him.

It was simply because Xu Boyang somehow managed to contact the Fei family, and without any effort, he acquired a large piece of land in Fengwei Village, east of Dongke Town, and then started large-scale construction to build a huge Fengqing Chamber of Commerce.

"Boss, the Wang family sent a letter saying that there are some matters at home and they need you to go over to discuss them." Tan Wenli handed over a basket of hot buns with a smile.

"Ah."

Xu Boyang picked it up with a chopstick, put it in his mouth, and stammered,
"Do you know what it is?"

"No, I don't dare to ask. Looking at the letter, I'm afraid it's related to my son-in-law. I'm afraid I'd better go to the boss's house."

"It's probably because the elixir has arrived."

Xu Boyang pondered this inwardly, then nodded and said, "It's just right for me to go home as well. I haven't seen my father in a long time, and I miss him terribly."

It just so happened that Xu Boyang was planning to go to Huaishan to take a look. Now that he had entered the "Qi Sufficient State", he should go and see if there was any suitable place to gather Qi.

"There's still the two-year agreement, which should be up in a month. I'm no longer the same person I was before, but Wang Mingru still has a son-in-law from the Immortal Sect. I think it would be best to sit down and talk with him."

Xu Boyang thought for a moment and asked, "Have any escort teams returned recently?"

"Boss, we have some. They will leave in the next three days. They are mostly small items such as jewelry and medicinal herbs. There are not many people, only eight."

"That's perfect, I'll go with the escort team! Who's escorting the escort? You? Or the escort leader He? Or Old Xu?"

Xu Boyang picked up another bun and stuffed it into his mouth, then asked casually.

"It's Escort Captain He. Since the boss wants to go back, why don't we switch places? I'll go back with the boss. I haven't been home for three months."

"Okay, tell Lao He." Xu Boyang drank half a bowl of porridge, stood up after eating, and patted Tan Wenli's shoulder.

"I'm going to the Fei family. Please keep an eye on me if anything happens."

Tan Wenli nodded without panicking and said, "Okay! Take care, Boss!"

Xu Boyang took his cloak, put on his sword at his waist, and walked out.

If we were to say what Xu Boyang's most impressive move was this past year, it would be his successful association with the Fei family. Although he was not the patriarch of the Fei family, he was still an important figure in the family.

This person is none other than Fei Wenyu, the manager of the Ghost Market.

Unexpectedly, this person is the third son of Fei Donglin, the head of the Fei family.

It’s a pity that she was born out of wedlock and her family is just ordinary people.

In addition, he had a bad relationship with Fei Donglin's eldest son, so after weighing the pros and cons, his family moved him out of the main clan and away from Loufu Mountain.

Fortunately, his ancestor took pity on him and ordered him to guard the Ghost Market, which gave him a chance to survive.

Fei Wenyu is very ambitious and he regards Xu Boyang as his life-saving straw.

After all, we have to thank Zi Yi.

Because her elixirs were of many varieties and of extraordinary quality, Xu Boyang successfully attracted the attention and suspicion of Fei Wenyu, the manager of the Ghost Market, and then naturally got in touch with the Fei family.

Fei Wenyu has been too nice to Xu Boyang.

Xu Boyang became a guest of honor at the ghost market.

Have your own tent.

And it's free.

All elixirs have the right of priority selection and exchange.

Later, with Fei Wenyu's introduction, the matter of opening his own business was easily solved.

By now, Xu Boyang certainly knew that Fei Wenyu's purpose in getting close to him was simply because he thought there was a powerful force behind him that could produce so many pills.

Power? Strength? It's truly addictive, hard to extricate oneself.

Xu Boyang understood what he meant and pretended to be mysterious.

Of course, the trading location between him and Ziyi had long been changed to Fengqing Chamber of Commerce in Fengwei Village, Dongke Town.

As long as he has a steady supply of elixirs, his position in Fei Wenyu's heart will not collapse.

Xu Boyang even knew that Fei Wenyu was secretly investigating him, but he was not worried. Even if the Fei family found out about Feng Qing, as long as they couldn't find out the relationship between him and Zi Yi, the Fei family would never dare to do anything.

In fact, Xu Boyang didn't want to have breakfast. Ever since he entered the "Qi Sufficient Realm", his appetite and food intake have decreased a lot. Sometimes he wouldn't feel anything even if he didn't eat for a day. However, he hadn't appeared for a long time, so he still needed to have a chat with the escort leader and build a relationship with him, otherwise it would be detrimental to the development of the Chamber of Commerce.

Xu Boyang has made up his mind. Since he cannot join the Taoist sect of immortal cultivation, he might as well stick to it and practice on his own. He will develop and expand the Escort Chamber of Commerce, which may attract cultivators.

By then, we will pool our wisdom and learn from everyone's strengths to achieve his path to immortality!
Fei Wenyu sat at home with a piece of bamboo leaf green paper in his hand. After reading it, he felt unhappy, frowned and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The letter, written in delicate and beautiful handwriting on bamboo leaf green paper, read:

"Wenyu, I have read your letter. Now is the time to reply. I asked someone to inquire about it. In Yuchuan County, adjacent to the East China Sea, there is a family called the Fulong Xu family. They have a Huangting feathered scholar in their family. I believe they are the family behind Xu Boyang. You must deal with them with caution. Such people are not something that a small family like us who have just established our foundation can resist. If they make any move, report it immediately to the mountain. Grandfather Xuanzhi."

It took Fei Wenyu exactly one year and ten months to send this letter, and finally yesterday he sent Xiao Xiu to deliver the reply at home.

He was frightened for nearly two years.

Now the truth is out, Xu Boyang is indeed the descendant of Huangting Yu Shi.

"Most likely a bastard!"

Fei Wenyu naturally thought of himself, and for a moment he felt a sense of shared fate and sadness.

He thought he was talented and no less intelligent than the eldest son of the family, Fei Wenlong, but now there is a huge difference between them. The only difference is nothing more than blood.

Fei Wenlong's mother's surname is Zhang. She is the daughter of the Zhang family, the head of the Qihuang Valley in Nanhuai County, and is also a cultivator.

Although Qihuang Valley, like Loufu Mountain, is a family of foundation-building, Qihuang Valley has connections with the Immortal Sect, which is the key that Loufu Mountain cannot compare with.

If it weren't for the fact that Fei Xuanzhi, the ancestor of the Fei family, still had some means, the entire Fei family would have been in the hands of Fei Wenlong's mother, Zhang.

His father Fei Donglin was a henpecked coward.

In order to continue his offspring, he had to take a concubine.

As a result, none of the concubines had a good ending.

Including Fei Wenyu's mother.

He died a long time ago, but how he died, no one knows. As a result, Fei Wenyu has been suspicious since he was a child and has a grudge against the eldest branch of the family.

So much so that when he grew up, he could no longer return to the place where he grew up.

If it weren't for his great-grandfather protecting him, he would have been in a state of life and death.

He would get drunk at the ghost market every day, laughing and joking, and then find a deserted place to cry.

Until he met Xu Boyang, Xu Boyang brought him an endless sense of crisis.

He seemed to come alive again.

He wanted to see what this person was trying to do.
Will my destiny change because of this person?
Of course, he also earned a lot of spirit stones through Xu Boyang in the past two years. Although he was in charge of the ghost market, he still had to pay a lot of spirit stones to Lou Fushan every year. Now the pressure has suddenly eased a lot, and he has saved a lot of money.

"Master, Xu Boyang from Fengqing Chamber of Commerce wants to see you!"

Fei Wenyu stopped thinking and quickly broke away from his sorrow. His eyes regained their tranquility and he waved his sleeves, saying, "Please come in!"

After saying this, he stood up, took the letter, and ordered someone to prepare tea and sweep the bed for him.

"Brother Fei!"

Xu Boyang strode forward with a smile on his face.

"Boyang! Come! Sit down!" Fei Wenyu gestured with his hand.

"it is good!"

Xu Boyang sat down with his horse and sword in hand and said with a smile, "It's been a while since I came to see you!"

"Looking at your speed, it's normal that you don't have time to come."

Fei Wenyu smiled and said,
"It's been so short since we last met, and you've already reached the fourth level of the Condensation Stage! Entering the 'Qi Sufficient Realm'!"

Xu Boyang smiled and said, "Thanks to Brother Fei's great help, the elixir has never been out of stock. It's still okay, and I have lived up to my family's expectations!"

"I dare not!" Fei Wenyu was shocked when he suddenly mentioned his family, so he asked, "I wonder if Boyang encountered any difficulties during his visit?"

"It's not difficult!" Xu Boyang said, "I've been away for over a year, and I miss my elders at home very much. This time I came to say goodbye to Brother Fei. I will be back for a while. If the Chamber of Commerce encounters any difficulties, I hope Brother Fei can take care of it."

"Boyang, what are you talking about? There's no need to say more about our business. I have no choice but to do my duty."

Fei Wenyu was delighted to hear this. He could finally have a peaceful rest for a while. He immediately said something righteously.

"It's just... Boyang has nothing with him when he goes back this time, so he doesn't know..." Xu Boyang was talking and suddenly paused.

"Good boy! What are you planning to do now?" Fei Wenyu was shocked and became alert.

"I wonder if Brother Fei has any good spiritual items at home. If I can, I'll buy a couple. If it's inconvenient, please lend them to me for a while. When I come back, I will return them in person."

Xu Boyang paused for a moment, then spoke out.

"I've also been keeping an eye on the Ghost Market. The quality is quite mixed. I've taken a look, but I'm unsure. After much thought, I decided to trouble Brother Fei. You've been in the Ghost Market for many years, so you've probably stockpiled some good stuff."

Xu Boyang asked this question out of his own consideration. The two-year agreement was about to end, and if he went back, he might fall out with the Wang family. He had nothing but an ordinary iron sword, and he was afraid that he could not defeat the Wang family's large numbers. Moreover, if his son-in-law was present, the danger would be unspeakable.

Xu Boyang was still grateful to Wang Mingru in his heart. After all, Wang Mingru had not oppressed him too much over the years. It was just that it was difficult for him to accept the idea of ​​marrying into the Wang family.

On the surface, it was a formal marriage, but in reality, it was almost the same as marrying into the wife's family. If Wang Mingru did not mention the matter of marrying into the wife's family, it would be fine. But if he mentioned it, the worst that could happen was that he could take his father and leave Fengqing Town.

Today, the Chamber of Commerce of Fengwei Village in Dongke Town has become well-established and is no worse than that of Lingxiu Pu. With time, it may not be impossible to go back.

"Boyang, to be honest, I only have a handful of magical weapons. Apart from this foundation-building-level [Golden Fan], there's only that flying shuttle, which is also foundation-building-level. However, you haven't reached the sixth level of Condensation yet. These magical weapons require spiritual awareness, so I'm afraid you can't use them."

Seeing that Xu Boyang's words were serious, Fei Wenyu knew that he was not joking, so he told the truth.

"Brother Fei, don't joke around. Those two foundation-building treasures of yours were given to you by your ancestors. How dare I, Xu Boyang, take them away from you?"

Xu Boyang waved his hand to refuse. How could he easily give away the magical instrument given by his ancestors to others? He then asked,

"Brother Fei, you've been in the Ghost Market for so many years, haven't you received any other spiritual objects?"

Fei Wenyu lowered his brows and thought for a moment, then suddenly slapped his thigh, remembering something, and said with a smile: "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten about it. There really is such a thing, which is just right for you. Please wait a moment, I will get it for you."

Xu Boyang didn't know whether Fei Wenyu was pretending or was truly forgetful, so he bowed and said:
"Thank you."

Fei Wenyu left like the wind, and in a blink of an eye he returned with a long sword case, placed it on the table, and said:

"Three years ago, I received a sword in the Ghost Market. It was also at the Foundation Establishment level, but it had a chip on it, and most of its power was lost. I felt quite sorry for it, so I kept it. I plan to find someone to refine it again after I successfully build my foundation."

After saying that, he snapped his fingers and released the spiritual seal on the sword box. It opened with a clang, and a long sword with a bright green light jumped out.

Fei Wenyu grabbed the hilt of the sword, silently practiced his profound skills, took a breath of spiritual energy and exhaled it on the sword. Suddenly, the sword trembled and made a dragon roar. A frosty green light circulated on the sword, which was extremely powerful.

"If Boyang doesn't mind, you can use it yourself."

Xu Boyang was delighted to see this. He took two steps forward and took the sword with both hands. When he held it, it was icy cold and there was a faint chill on the sword. Unfortunately, there was a long gap of an inch on the upper right side of the sword. He didn't know what had caused the damage.

Xu Boyang has been practicing sword for many years and is naturally a sword lover. Seeing that this precious sword has a missing piece, it is just like an eagle losing a wing. He couldn't help but sigh in regret.

Seeing this, Fei Wenyu explained:
"This sword is called [Qing Yuan], and it's three feet and six inches long. It must have been forged by a senior with the immortal foundation [Hong Lu Dian Xue]. This sword secretly complies with the principles of [Li Kan]. Wielding this sword and using the magic of water and fire will make it even more powerful!"

"Back then, this sword was probably even more powerful than my [Golden Fan]. Unfortunately, the blade is broken, and the spiritual energy doesn't flow smoothly. Its power is only half of what it used to be. However, compared to weapons at the Condensation Stage, it's still slightly better."

Once Xu Boyang got the sword, he was reluctant to put it down. He secretly thought about how to find a way to refine it again in the future. However, the art of refining weapons was almost unheard of, and he didn't know if he would have such an opportunity in the future.

After this period of experience in the ghost market, Xu Boyang has already realized that these ordinary weapons are nothing but paper-made scrap metal in front of the cultivators' magic weapons. The power of any Nascent Soul-level magic weapon can crush many ordinary weapons.

It is always inappropriate if you don’t have any magic weapon to protect yourself.

"It's fine if it's missing. I'll use it for now. After all, it's a foundation-building level magical weapon. It's much better than those sold in the ghost market."

After a moment of thought, he said, "Brother Fei, I'll take this sword. How much do you want?"

Fei Wenyu didn't dare to take it, so he waved his hand. Xu Boyang refused, saying, "No, you spent the spirit stones to collect it and kept it for many years. How can I take it away like this? If I take it back like this, won't my family elders laugh at me when they ask about it?"

Seeing his sincerity, Fei Wenyu thought that since he had been here for two years and had entered the middle stage of Condensation, he probably wanted to go back and show his progress to his elders. Since family matters were important, he probably wouldn't need the money for a spiritual item. So he said, "Well, I bought this sword for ninety spiritual stones back then. If Boyang really likes it, I'll buy it back for the original price."

"it is good!"

Xu Boyang had paid attention to the price of the magic weapon. At this price, he could only buy a magic weapon of the Ningyuan level. However, the sword was damaged, so the price was really hard to calculate. Therefore, he did not hesitate for a long time. He took out the spirit stones from his bag and put them on the table.

After finishing this matter, the two talked about the management issues of the ghost market. Now that Xu Boyang is stationed here, he naturally helps Fei Wenyu share the worries in his spare time. He made many suggestions on business management. For example, there is a risk of collusion between tents and passers-by, which may disrupt the market.

After hearing this, Fei Wenyu felt that there was some truth in it and started to make improvements. The atmosphere in the ghost market improved significantly.

The two chatted until noon, and Xu Boyang finally bowed and said goodbye and left.

(End of this chapter)