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Actually, Yunxi didn't have a very good impression of Yao Yu, but considering that the boy had helped them attract attention and hadn't uttered a word even after being whipped, she admired him quite a bit. After a brief recollection, she realized there wasn't any major grudge between them, so she didn't refuse. She just coaxed herself a little before using the healing spell and reached out to Yao He: "Fifty thousand spirit stones."

Yao He paid the money without saying a word.

Yunxi then waved to the others, signaling them to sit together, "I only have one pill left for Song Heming, not enough to cure all of you."

Shen Tingsong said, "We were given a weakening pill by the demon race. The effects don't last long, about a day. We all took the pills at the same time in the early morning, so the effects should wear off in a few more hours."

Yunxi was genuinely unaware of this setting, and raised an eyebrow: "Then you should all hide!"

They were lucky to have escaped with their lives, but they didn't seem very happy, and the atmosphere in the cave was quite dejected.

"What's the use of hiding for a few days? We can't leave the secret realm now, and all our storage bags have been taken. We have nothing now. I heard the teleportation mirror will take three months to repair. How are we going to survive the other two months...?"

The girl who spoke was from the Wuji Sect, named Chu Ling, and was Lu Qiwu's junior sister.

Everyone lowered their heads, looking like wilted eggplants.

Yunxi raised an eyebrow: "So what if our family property was confiscated? It's not a big deal."

Yunxi slapped out several mustard seed bags in succession, beaming with pride: "I even stole those demonic cultivators' things too~"

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Lu Qiwu was so shocked he didn't know what to say: "You even steal things from demonic cultivators?"

"Otherwise what? Lie here and wait to die like you guys?" Yunxi immediately clapped her hands and started doing business on the spot: "Big sale on demonic cultivator treasures! Three times the market price is fine. I'm a very honest person when it comes to business."

A fair price? Three times more expensive?

Putting these two terms together, it's hard to tell which one is the real demonic cultivator.

Everyone on the field was rescued by them, and at that time they also relied on the protection of the Lingxiao Sect. Even if they didn't buy anything, they couldn't say anything at that time.

Chu Ling blinked and said cautiously, "Our money was also confiscated."

Yunxi thought for a moment, then took out paper and pen, and, adhering to the principle of customer first, suggested: "You can write an IOU, just give it to me after you leave."

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The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a while, Lin Wuwang asked, "Do you have a sword?"

Yunxi casually reached into a small pouch and actually pulled out several ordinary Xuan swords sold outside: "I have them!"

Lin Wuwang nodded: "I'll buy it."

The transaction was conducted smoothly, with one hand exchanging an IOU and the other a sword.

The others saw this and quickly gathered around.

"I want a sword too!"

"I need a rune pen and rune paper."

"Bring out all the runes and pills you have for us to see."

After all, everyone wants to survive, and they need to have something to fight with.

Suddenly, Yunxi's business became very good. She collected a small stack of IOUs and went from being penniless to being everyone's creditor. It was as if an invisible little tail was happily swaying behind her like a propeller.

Ye Jin tossed the several demonic cultivators' mustard seed pouches into Yun hope's arms. After a slight hesitation, he took one of her empty mustard seed pouches and stuffed it into his own pocket, muttering with a hint of disdain, "Money-grubber."

"I think this is great~" Qi Jue pulled out two bowls of noodles without anyone noticing. He slurped one bowl down while watching his junior sister sell products with great interest.

Qi Jue said confidently, "If we follow our junior sister, we'll definitely be able to eat."

In reality, ordinary demonic cultivators don't carry much in their storage bags, only basic supplies, which are likely distributed by a few leading figures.

The Xiao family's talisman cultivator had more items in his storage bag, indicating he was a wealthy person.

The richest among these people were Li Shuo and Xiao Shixia; their combined wealth was enough to support almost everyone on the field.

Soon everyone had weapons, and they all raised their heads, seemingly with confidence bought with money.

Only Shen Tingsong was truly unlucky; he had nothing to give to the alchemist. Besides Yun hope, he was the only other alchemist to enter the Myriad Spirit Abyss this time.

He entered the secret realm because he had reached the critical point of breaking through to the peak of the Golden Core realm. He was hoping to accumulate some experience to successfully break through and overcome the tribulation. However, he suddenly became a burden to everyone. He remained silent and hugged himself with heartache.

Qi Jue leaned over and nuzzled him, seemingly wanting to offer a few words of comfort.

"Even though you don't have a treasure of your own," he thought for a moment and suggested, "you could just give my junior sister an IOU; that way, at least it'll seem like you're involved."

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Shen Tingsong rolled his eyes: "Thank you so much."

Without Shen Qingqing, the relationship between the two seemed to have progressed further. Although Shen Tingsong felt that he was a bit of a burden to others, he didn't care too much. Instead, he reached out to Qi Jue and snatched a bowl of noodles from him.

After the transaction was completed, Yunxi asked him, "Do you have any way to undo the effects of this weakness pill?"

He nodded immediately: "I can refine the antidote pill."

This is Shen Tingsong's unique ability. The young man is undoubtedly a genius in alchemy. He was able to analyze the formula and research the antidote after consuming just a few Weakness Pills.

But Shen Tingsong's eyes darkened slightly: "I have neither spiritual plants nor a pill-making furnace."

Yunxi handed over a piece of paper: "Write down the prescription first."

Shen Tingsong had no doubts and openly wrote down the complete formula for the pill he had researched, clearly stating the proportions of each spiritual plant.

She glanced at it briefly and nodded: "I have spiritual plants."

Yunxi hesitated for a moment, then said, "I can lend you the alchemy furnace too."

She wasn't particularly fond of alchemy; the reason she wanted the formula was to test Shen Tingsong's abilities.

Since he could hand over the pill formula to her without any suspicion, she chose to trust him and temporarily lend him the Nirvana Cauldron.

Of course, she wasn't stupid. She secretly recorded her conversation with Shen Tingsong using a recording stone. If he did something he shouldn't have, the recording stone would record it, and she could hand it over to Cheng Jiangui to settle the score later.

Shen Tingsong was stunned.

Yunxi said, "We can't stay hidden in the secret realm forever. We have to go out eventually. It's better to refine some antidote pills in advance, just in case."

"I'll provide the spiritual plants and the alchemy furnace. You refine the pills, and I'll give you ten pills after you're done," Yun hope said happily, raising her hands with a smug look on her face as she discovered a business opportunity. "I'll sell the rest to them at a high price. I'm sure I can make a lot of money."

Wow, I made a killing!

Her voice was loud enough for everyone in the cave to hear clearly.

Qi Jue nudged Shen Tingsong and helped Yun hope translate: "My junior sister asked you to be her helper."

Shen Tingsong: "...I understand."

Given the current situation, antidote pills are absolutely necessary, and we must obtain a large quantity.

Although Shen Tingsong felt enslaved, he could still find some value in alchemy and quickly nodded in agreement.

Those spiritual plants weren't particularly rare; Yunxi had plenty growing in her divine beast space. She easily gathered them all for him and handed him the Nirvana Cauldron.

He was stunned again: "What a magnificent cauldron!"

In Yunxi's eyes, the Nirvana Cauldron looked much like the alchemy furnaces outside. As a half-baked alchemist, she was really like a wild boar that couldn't eat fine chaff.

But Shen Tingsong could tell at a glance that this was a good thing, better than any alchemy furnace he had ever used.

Yunxi was actually willing to lend him such a fine cauldron.

Shen Tingsong felt a sense of comfort from being trusted, which made him become serious.