Becoming an Immortal Starts with a Hundredfold Increase

"When did this happen?" Li Lang pressed.

The woman plopped down on the chair at the counter, her legs dangling over the counter. "Ten days ago, I was robbed outside the market. I just came back to inherit the shop."

As she spoke, she tossed over a jade slip containing a list of goods.

"You are..." Li Lang frowned slightly, "Wang Muying?"

I remember that Manager Wang did have a daughter, but I heard that she was away from home most of the year and rarely stayed in the market, so I had never seen her.

"Are you going to buy anything or not?" Wang Muying asked impatiently.

"I'm here to sell array plates." With that, Li Lang took out a Spirit Gathering Array Plate from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

Wang Muying put her legs down, reached out and picked up the array plate, glancing at it. "A low-grade first-tier spirit gathering array, five spirit stones."

"Five?" Li Lang's lips twitched. "They're seven spirit stones outside."

Wang Muying tossed the array plate back onto the counter without even looking up. "It's newly made, from the Qiao family. It's hard to sell."

"How did you know?" Li Lang was taken aback.

"The Qiao family's jade plates are marked and cost one spirit stone more than other shops. Rogue array masters never buy their jade plates to make array plates." Wang Muying looked up, raising an eyebrow. "The goods aren't clean, are they?"

Li Lang never expected that there would be markings on the Qiao family's jade plate.

In that case, the array plate should not be sold casually.

"Five yuan it is then," Li Lang said without further explanation.

Wang Muying raised her hand and swept it across the counter.

Ten low-grade spirit stones appeared on the counter, and the two array plates that were originally on the table disappeared.

Li Lang stepped forward and put away the ten low-grade spirit stones.

He suddenly remembered something, his eyes flashing, "By the way, do you sell detoxification pills here?"

"Detoxification Pill?" Wang Muying shook her head. "Although that thing is a mid-grade first-level pill, only a high-level first-level alchemist can make it."

"It's even cheaper than a first-grade high-quality pill, so nobody makes that stuff."

"If you want to buy it, the Qiao family probably has some for sale."

Li Lang's eyes darkened involuntarily.

I only knew that detoxifying pills were expensive, but I didn't expect them to be so rare.

"Are you poisoned?" Wang Muying asked, raising an eyebrow.

Li Lang glanced at her but did not answer. He got up and was about to leave.

"I can tell whether someone is poisoned or not just by smelling them," Wang Muying said, leaning over the counter. "I don't have any antidote pills, but I do have a way to detoxify."

These words made Li Lang pull back the leg he had already stepped out with.

He turned to look at Wang Muying, "What's the solution?"

Wang Muying's smile deepened, and she beckoned to Li Lang with her finger.

Li Lang hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over and slowly leaned against the counter.

He twitched his nostrils slightly, catching a strong medicinal scent from Wang Muying.

Wang Muying's eyes suddenly turned cold. "Help me kill someone."

"Who?" Li Lang's voice unconsciously lowered a few decibels.

Wang Muying raised the corners of her lips, sat back down in her chair, tilted her head, and smiled. "Go back and think about it. If you want to pull off this job, come find me again tomorrow at 1-3 PM."

Li Lang nodded slightly and said no more before turning and leaving the shop.

sunset.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed Li Lang in a golden light.

After a brief silence, he walked onto the street and turned into an alley.

Using his memories, Li Lang avoided crowded places and came to Xiazhu Lane.

At the end of the alley, in a quiet place, there is a courtyard.

Unlike the fenced gardens we've passed, this courtyard is surrounded by stone walls, and two white lanterns hang above the wooden gate, with the character "奠" (meaning "offering sacrifice") written on them.

Standing at the door, Li Lang felt as if he had been transported to another world.

Whether it was a lingering remnant of his former self's consciousness or not, a sense of sorrow inexplicably welled up in his heart.

After standing for a while, Li Lang took a deep breath and cast a hand seal.

Swish!

The wooden door shimmered with rosy light, revealing array patterns.

He quickly channeled his divine sense into the array patterns.

Gaa...

The wooden door opened with a click.

Li Lang stepped forward and pushed open the door to enter.

What comes into view is a standard square courtyard.

In the very center of the courtyard stands a sycamore tree. Under the sycamore tree is a square table and a recliner, covered with many fallen sycamore leaves.

Behind the tree is the main house, where my original father lived, according to my memory. The east wing to the right is where I lived.

Li Lang suppressed the surging memories and walked straight to the main room.

Upon entering, a long table stands against the wall in front of the main room, with a vase on the east and a mirror on the west.

An eight-immortal table is placed in front of the desk, with a grand master chair on each side.

There are two side rooms, one on the east and one on the west, which are bedrooms and the other is a study.

Li Lang strode to the long table, took out ten low-grade spirit stones from his pocket to sell array plates, and put them into the porcelain bottle on the east side.

Just as Li Lang was about to turn and leave, his arm accidentally moved the table.

Clang.

The table made a muffled thud.

Li Lang's heart skipped a beat. Seeing that the vase on the table remained untouched, he breathed a slight sigh of relief and walked out of the courtyard.

I've only taken two steps.

Li Lang frowned.

wrong!

He turned around abruptly, his gaze falling on the vase on the long table, and slowly walked over.

Let's return to the table.

Li Lang stretched out his hands, grasped the vase, and lifted it upwards with force.

A resistance came from my hand.

The vase on the long table remained completely untouched!

has a problem!

Li Lang suddenly perked up and tried to twist the vase from side to side, but it remained unmoved.

He lowered his gaze slightly, his eyes darting left and right, then stepped onto the armchair and reached out to take the spirit stone from the vase.

Immediately afterwards, Li Lang leaned closer, squinted, and peered down into the vase.

At the bottom of the vase, a faint array pattern could be seen flashing.

"This is..." Li Lang's brows furrowed deeply, "A locking formation?"

Locking arrays require precise hand seals to open, but array masters can also break them.

Judging from the complexity of the array patterns, Li Lang estimated that it was at least a second-tier low-grade array.

Why is there a locking array inside the vase?

Li Lang placed the spirit stone back into the vase, sat down in the armchair, and muttered to himself, "There are no related memories in my mind, which means that the original owner of this body also did not know about this matter."

"What exactly was the original owner's father hiding?"

"Could it be related to his death?"

Outside.

The last rays of the setting sun gradually faded, and the sky slowly darkened.

Li Lang looked up and calculated that it was almost 7 PM.

He stood up, glanced back at the vase, and said, "We can't break this lock array yet. It seems that only a second-tier array master can unlock it."

Li Lang did not linger and turned to leave the courtyard quickly.

He lowered his head, darted through Xiazhu Lane, carefully avoiding the crowd, and headed straight for Section A.

We traveled quickly and arrived at Area A in less than 15 minutes.

Boom!

thump...

The evening drum sounded in the market.

It was exactly 7:00 PM.

From afar, one could see the carriage parked at the entrance of "Lingpanzhai," with its snow-white unicorn horse attracting particular attention.

Li Lang stepped into the store.

Yun Que and Hong Bo were sitting and chatting when they looked up and saw Li Lang. They quickly stood up.

"Young Master." Yun Que bowed slightly.

Li Lang cupped his hands in apology, his face showing a hint of regret, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"The timing is perfect." Yun Que smiled, turned to look at Uncle Hong, and said, "Now that the son-in-law is back, we will not linger any longer."

Uncle Hong quickly saw him to the door.

After bidding farewell to Uncle Hong, Li Lang and Yun Que boarded the carriage one after the other.

As curfew approached, the streets became much quieter.

Without the midday crowds, it only took the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to get back.

Li Lang pushed open the door to the peony garden.

Looking around, I didn't see Qiao Susu anywhere.

For some reason, he felt a sense of relief.

Sitting in the armchair, he slowly closed his eyes, and the events of the day flashed quickly through his mind.

A moment later, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard outside the door.

Li Lang opened his eyes.

Then Yun Que walked in with two maids.

With a casual wave of his hand, a huge bathtub appeared in the hall, steam rising and swirling in the air.

The other two maids came to Li Lang, bowed, and said, "Young master, we will help you bathe and change your clothes."

Seeing this, Li Lang quickly waved his hand, his old face blushing slightly, "No need, no need, I can do it myself, I can do it myself."

The two maids were in a dilemma and turned to look at Yun Que.

Yun Que covered her mouth and chuckled, "Then you'd better hurry, young master, the young lady is heading this way."

Almost there?

Upon hearing this, Li Lang's heart skipped a beat, and his heartbeat quickened.

Is this... a romantic bath for two?