Immortality and cultivation begin with alchemy and accounting.

Bai Xuanlin, beaming with excitement, pulled Bai Xuanjing along and quickly bought tickets to Xuan Turtle Island at a window, spending ten low-grade spirit stones.

Looking at the "ticket" in his hand, Bai Xuanjing's expression was strange.

It was called a boat ticket, but it was actually a token carved from spirit wood with words written on it to identify the person.

The Han family's warships were divided into four grades: A, B, C, and D.

The lowest price among them is for Class D, but the treatment is also the worst, with only a simple room.

The premium tickets allow you to stay in a deluxe suite, which is not only more spacious but also provides spiritual fruits.

The more luxurious ones could even be assigned maids to accompany them and relieve fatigue during the journey.

Higher-class tickets naturally come at a higher price.

Besides Qi Refining cultivators, Foundation Establishment cultivators also traveled on the Han family's ship.

Just now, Bai Xuanjing witnessed a Foundation Establishment cultivator directly buy a wooden plaque with the grade A.

The wooden plaque bearing Baek Hyun-kyung's name read "Ding 138".

Bai Xuanlin was next to him, and was "Ding 139".

"This trip to the Canghuang Islands will cost a lot of low-grade spirit stones, which is equivalent to one or two months' salary for us! If we used Azure Scale Pills instead, it would be enough to last us for a while."

Baek Hyun-rim looked saddened.

Although the price wasn't low, there was nothing we could do about it.

In the vast ocean, if they were to flee back, it would not only take much longer, but they would also likely perish if they encountered danger along the way.

Bai Xuanjing nodded.

"Luckily, there's a ship coming tonight, otherwise we'd have to spend extra spirit stones if we stayed here for a few days," Bai Xuanlin sighed.

The Han family's ship doesn't run every day; it usually only goes to Xuan Gui Island Market once every ten days.

As they spoke, Bai Xuanlin seemed to remember something and asked, "This year, Uncle Jingming came to deliver medicinal materials, saying he was going to change the Azure Scale Pill into the Yellow Jade Pill. Xuanjing, are you doing the same thing?"

"You are his nephew, so he probably didn't hide the matter of the No. 8 Fire Vein from you."

Bai Xuanjing was not surprised that Bai Xuanlin knew about the No. 8 Fire Vein.

Bai Jingming always distinguishes between public and private matters.

The eighth fire vein (丙八号) pertains to the affairs of the third branch of the family.

Even if Bai Xuanlin didn't say it, Bai Xuanjing knew that Bai Jingming wouldn't just tell him this information.

Bai Xuanjing nodded, sensing that Bai Xuanlin seemed to have something more to say.

Bai Xuanlin, with a mysterious air, whispered, "Xuanjing, are you interested in this No. 8 Fire Vein?"

Bai Xuanjing smiled, but didn't finish her sentence, only saying, "A mid-grade first-level fire vein is naturally tempting, but I've heard that only a mid-grade first-level alchemist can do it..."

Bai Xuanlin curled his lip, somewhat disdainfully saying, "The No. 8 Fire Vein belongs to our Third Branch. Even if none of the younger generation breaks through to become a mid-grade first-level alchemist, are we going to give up the Fire Vein?"

He then said, "Xuanjing, you may not know much about the clan history. In fact, this kind of thing has happened many times in our Bai family."

If an experienced alchemist retires, and the younger generation has not yet reached the corresponding rank, then the best candidates will be selected.

"In other words, if there isn't a mid-grade first-level alchemist available, they will select the person among us with the highest level of skill in refining low-grade first-level pills to go to the No. 8 Fire Vein!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Xuanjing glanced at Bai Xuanlin almost imperceptibly, and understood what was going on.

He had naturally read the clan history that Bai Xuanlin mentioned.

However, events that occur at different times cannot be rigidly applied.

It seems that Bai Jingming treated everyone equally and informed Bai Xuanlin about the No. 8 Fire Vein.

However, it seems that he was not mentioned that the No. 8 Fire Vein was involved in the struggle between the alchemy and weapon-making factions.

Bai Xuanlin thought that the No. 8 Fire Vein was only related to the internal competition among the three families!

They foolishly thought that even if they couldn't reach the level of a first-grade mid-level alchemist, as long as they performed well enough, they could be promoted to the external release of the No. 8 Fire Vein.

Moreover, he inadvertently took Huang Yudan as a test from his family for them, the young alchemists.

That makes sense; there's no need to make the dirty dealings among the family's upper echelons public knowledge.

Given Bai Jingming's personality, he wouldn't publicize such a thing.

Bai Xuanlin beamed with confidence and said, "To be honest, I've been in seclusion refining pills for the past few months. I've already finished refining all the Yellow Jade Pills that Uncle Jingming gave me."

"When I return to the family, I plan to hand over the pills directly. Back when I was in the alchemy hall, I was one of the top students. Now, after five years of being sent out to refine pills, although I rarely refine Yellow Jade Pills, my success rate is still quite high!"

"The No. 8 Fire Vein is a mid-grade first-tier fire vein. Using its fire source to refine pills will not only be more conducive to refining mid-grade first-tier pills, but will also increase the success rate of refining low-grade first-tier pills!"

Bai Xuanjing's expression shifted slightly.

Bai Xuanlin's plan was exactly the same as his: to use Huang Yudan as an opportunity to make a name for himself.

However, he was somewhat surprised that Bai Xuanlin was able to speak so frankly about this matter.

After all, the two are currently competitors.

Even if someone understands the importance of using Huang Yudan as an opportunity to showcase their abilities, they wouldn't easily tell their competitors.

Bai Xuanlin's behavior today was different from the rumors Bai Xuanjing had heard.

Immediately afterward, Bai Xuanlin asked in a low voice, "Xuanjing, how's your Yellow Jade Pill refining going? Are you carrying it with you? When we return to the clan, why don't we hand it over together?"

"Even if you have little experience in alchemy and are not destined for the No. 8 Fire Vein, submitting the Yellow Jade Pill in advance will still earn you a second glance from those elders."

Looking at Bai Xuanlin's sincere smile, Bai Xuanjing suddenly felt something was off.

But for a moment, he couldn't figure out what was strange about it.

After thinking for a moment, Bai Xuanjing said, "I naturally carry the pills with me. It's quite a coincidence that I was planning to hand them over to the family when I got back, so that Uncle Jingming wouldn't have to make another trip next year."

There's really nothing to hide about that.

Most of the first-tier low-grade fire veins are not protected by formations, especially those in the outer sea that have only been occupied by the Bai family for less than a hundred years.

Without the protection of an array, there is a risk of losing the spiritual item if it is left on the island.

Therefore, alchemists who leave the island will always carry rare items with them.

Bai Xuanlin nodded and chuckled, "Great minds think alike!"

A glint of light flashed in his eyes.

……

Jing'an Fangshi, shipyard.

At the end of Shen Shi (3-5 PM), a huge multi-story ship slowly docked at the shore.

A group of cultivators from other seas emerged from the ship and quickly crowded the dock.

Bai Xuanjing sat cross-legged in an open space in the southeast corner of the dock, quietly watching the distant ships.

A number of cultivators had also gathered here, all meditating and cultivating their qi, waiting for the ship to dock.

The Han family's ship is quite grand in design, about ten zhang long, and divided into three levels. The main material is various kinds of spirit wood.

Although the ship has docked, there is still some time before the tickets can be verified.

Bai Xuanjing waited quietly.

After a while, a figure squeezed in from the outside and got close to Bai Xuanjing.

It was Bai Xuanlin.