Mortal: I have a gathering technique

Finally seeing someone stop in front of her stall, Han Yunzhi was overjoyed and couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

She quickly reached out and tugged at her brother's sleeve, reminding him to stop shouting, while asking Fang Qing:

"Are you interested in this talisman brush?"

As she spoke, she bent down to pick up the wooden box and presented it to Fang Qing, her beautiful eyes full of anticipation.

It's clear that the little girl is really getting anxious.

Fang Qing did indeed intend to buy the Golden Bamboo Brush; more precisely, he was interested in the golden-eyed ape neck hair that was used to make the brush tip.

As for the penholder made from a mixture of gold essence and black iron, it's really just so-so.

After all, the penholder is only so big. Even if it were made entirely of gold essence, it would only cost a little over a hundred spirit stones, not to mention that it only contains a tiny bit of gold essence.

Therefore, the real valuable part is the pen nib, whose neck hair comes from a level two demon beast!

"I do indeed intend to purchase a talisman pen."

Fang Qing smiled and nodded, his gaze sweeping over the girl's slender neck.

Upon hearing this, Han Yunzhi's round face instantly blossomed like a flower.

However, just as she was about to ask Fang Qing what kind of pill he would use in exchange, Fang Qing's next words made her smile freeze, and her joy was in vain.

"But I only have spirit stones and some refining materials."

This is a lie.

In fact, he didn't lack Yellow Dragon Pills and Golden Marrow Pills in his storage bag; he simply didn't want to take them out.

It wasn't directed at Han Yunzhi and her brother.

As mentioned before, the Yellow Dragon Pill and Golden Marrow Pill were made using conventional pharmaceutical methods, not refined, so they have flaws.

However, Fang Qing had anticipated that the pills were in high demand, so just in case, he specially used his Great Sun Magic Power to process a batch of Yellow Dragon Pills without affecting their efficacy.

The treated Huanglongdan was completely unrecognizable.

However, this method is extremely time-consuming, and Fang Qing only managed to produce two bottles, having given them all to Ku Sang before.

I don't have a single one right now.

Looking at Han Yunzhi again, her cheeks puffed out, she resolutely refused: "Sorry, we don't sell spirit stones!"

As he spoke, he put the wooden box back on the stall.

Fang Qing did not give up, and smiled as she advised him:

"Fellow Daoist, the Ascension Ceremony is about to be held. You know how precious the pills that can enhance one's magical power are."

"People who have such pills won't easily give them up. Even if they're willing to trade, their primary target is high-level magic weapons and talismans. Your Golden Brush is good, but it won't improve your combat power."

"Instead of waiting here in vain, why not take this opportunity to sell for a high price and buy a few high-level defensive talismans? If you encounter a formidable opponent on the Ascension Tournament stage, you might be able to save your life."

These were words of wisdom and prudence, and Han Yunzhi, upon hearing them, found herself somewhat moved.

After a moment of hesitation, she couldn't help but look at her brother, wanting to see what he was thinking.

Han Yunzhi's brother didn't actually have much hope, but seeing that his sister was interested, he lowered his voice and asked Fang Qing:

"How many spirit stones can you offer?"

Seeing that the siblings were showing signs of relenting, Fang Qing smiled slightly and quoted a price they couldn't refuse:

"One hundred spirit stones!"

The true value of that Golden Bamboo Talisman Brush is only between seventy and eighty spirit stones, and Fang Qing's offer is already very sincere.

It should be noted that this is a talisman pen, not a pill or talisman. Its potential for appreciation is not high, and apart from high-level talisman makers, other cultivators have no interest in it.

Sure enough, the brother and sister exchanged a glance and agreed without saying a word.

"readily!"

Fang Qing praised it highly and generously tossed out a bag of spirit stones.

During this period, he not only strolled around, but also personally set up a stall and had a taste of the thrill.

He even amassed a considerable amount of spirit stones by selling cultivation techniques, healing and detoxifying pills from the secular world, and magical artifact materials such as purple copper.

However, Fang Qing was unaware that not far from him, there was more than one person who had witnessed his transaction with Han Yunzhi.

This group of people is Ku Sang's small team.

"Kusang, you mean that kid gave you the pills?" Wu Jiuzhi's eyes widened.

"Indeed, that benefactor saw that I was a Buddhist cultivator and inquired about a secret Buddhist cultivation technique. I was lucky enough to have the technique he mentioned, so I exchanged it with him for a few spiritual pills."

Ku Sang chuckled and recounted his deal with Fang Qing in a half-truthful manner.

Today is the last day of the Tainan Small Gathering, and a group of them came out for a stroll.

Ku Sang never expected that she would run into Fang Qing again.

Because he had such a deep impression of Fang Qing, he couldn't help but glance at Fang Qing a few more times when he saw him.

Then, Qingwen noticed his unusual behavior.

As Qingwen questioned him, a thought inexplicably popped into his mind: to reduce his own presence, or rather, to shift the blame elsewhere.

And then, this scene unfolded.

Hu Pinggu and the others were all veterans in the cultivation world, and they didn't just stare blankly at Fang Qing.

But what everyone was really thinking, no one knew.

Especially Qingwen, after asking the question, changed the subject, as if it were just a minor interlude.

……

After putting the Golden Bamboo Talisman Brush into his storage bag, Fang Qing continued to wander around.

Time passed slowly, and night soon fell. Before long, the monks in the square began to disperse.

Some remained silent, some were overjoyed, and some looked worried...

After returning to her residence, Fang Qing once again hid in her bedroom.

As usual, he released a simple isolation spell and took out the Golden Bamboo Talisman Brush from his storage bag.

After studying it in his hand for a while, Fang Qing carefully summoned a small flame to warm the pen holder.

After a lot of effort, I finally managed to remove the brush tip.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Qing stretched out his hand and hovered it above the brush tip:

"Ability-Collection!"

This time, Fang Qing was disappointed.

The familiar golden light did not appear.

Data collection failed!

Fang Qing frowned, wondering to himself whether it was because his innate abilities couldn't be collected, or if he needed the corpse of a Golden-Eyed Ape.

During their leisurely strolls, Fang Qing and Han Li collected numerous illustrations of spiritual herbs and demonic beasts.

One of the monster encyclopedias describes the Golden-Eyed Ape in detail.

This demon has two major abilities.

One is that the pupils glow with golden light, which can detect concealment techniques.

Another ability is that, during combat, one can use the hair on any part of their body as golden needles to shoot out and attack enemies.

Fang Qing bought the Golden Bamboo Talisman Brush to see if he could extract the second ability from the Golden-Eyed Ape's neck hair.

Unfortunately, the data collection failed.

However, Fang Qing remained calm and did not feel particularly disappointed.

Because he didn't have much hope before the experiment.

Moreover, Fang Qing did not believe that the abilities or even innate supernatural powers of demonic beasts were necessarily impossible to collect.

His gathering technique can even gather spiritual roots and memories, so how could he not gather supernatural powers?

"I just don't know if I'll be able to use it after I collect it."

Fang Qing stroked his chin, his thoughts drifting away.