Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

Yuan Yao and Senior Sister Yanli.

The two were dressed in light, sheer dresses today, a bold and daring outfit.

Her smooth, shapely calves were completely exposed, even without shoes or socks.

A pair of delicate, fair feet stepped on the bluestone slabs, their smooth, translucent surfaces drawing attention.

It originated from a minor sect that has reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

The two women already had their own agendas.

She had always wanted to find a powerful high-level cultivator to protect her, even if it meant becoming a concubine, it would be better than drifting and struggling to survive in the starry sea.

Therefore, that's why I dressed like that.

According to Linghu Qing.

The moment their eyes met, the two women's cheeks flushed, and they immediately lowered their heads in embarrassment.

"He...he seems to be looking at us!"

Yuan Yao's voice was barely audible, and her heart suddenly raced.

Yanli smiled slightly and gently poked Yuan Yao's arm.

"They're definitely looking at you. Who told you to show so much skin today?"

As she spoke, she unconsciously straightened her chest, making her figure even more slender.

Yuan Yao raised her eyes and glared at her, teasing her indignantly.

"Senior sister, you're one to talk! Your waist-twisting posture is much more skilled than mine. You must practice a lot, right?"

As they chatted and laughed, Yuan Yao inadvertently turned to the side, revealing the slit in her skirt.

They are not afraid of being spied on or scrutinized.

Linghu Qing's gaze swept calmly over the two women, not lingering on their beauty, but landing directly on the top of Yuan Yao's head.

A line of golden words slowly appeared.

[Heavenly Yin Body (Metal): Born in a Yin year, Yin month, Yin day, and Yin hour, this body's cultivation speed is doubled, aiding in overcoming tribulations.]

Another golden hue.

Yuan Yao is one of the few human cultivators who can physically ascend to the immortal realm.

Qing Yuanzi, a Mahayana cultivator from the Immortal Realm, couldn't resist taking him on as a disciple.

The Yin-type body is indeed extraordinary.

Unfortunately, this physique is exclusive to women, so he has no way to learn from it, nor does he need to envy it.

He was slightly surprised to see the two women shyly glancing at each other, their eyes filled with hidden emotions.

In the original novel, Yuan Yao is bold and straightforward, actively seeking out Han Li to be her sugar daddy.

What now?

But when it comes to herself, she becomes shy and timid?

Is it because they are unsure of their own strength and dare not strike up a conversation rashly?

Unbeknownst to Linghu Qing, the two women were already captivated by his handsome and otherworldly appearance and his refined and ethereal demeanor.

My heart is pounding.

They had long forgotten the desire to curry favor.

Just as the two women lowered their heads in embarrassment, their minds in turmoil.

A shrewd-looking merchant quickly approached Linghu Qing, his face beaming with smiles.

"Fellow Daoist, you clearly possess discerning taste. Behold my True Dragon Shell!"

"Caught in the depths of the open sea, it contains the bloodline of a true dragon and possesses spiritual power; it is a treasure rarely seen even once in a century!"

The vendor held up a palm-sized seashell, its shell mottled and shrouded in a faint scent of blood.

Linghu Qing glanced at it.

This wisp of blood energy is artificially created, made from ordinary dragon blood, deliberately mimicking the aura of a dragon to deceive laymen.

A very low-level scam.

However, his divine sense was so subtle that it penetrated the surface of the shell and he discovered that a tiny seed was hidden inside the core.

Within the seed lingered an extremely pure aura of bloodline, far surpassing that of ordinary dragons.

It was a case of blind cats stumbling upon dead mice.

It really does have the aura of a dragon!

Although it wasn't a real dragon, he never imagined that there would actually be a real dragon in the human world.

"How much."

"Not much, only five hundred spirit stones!"

This price is already quite high, enough to purchase complete materials for a second-tier spirit beast.

Passersby turned to look at the noise, secretly thinking that the vendor was overcharging.

Just as Linghu Qing was about to nod in agreement.

A clear and urgent voice suddenly rang out.

"Fellow Daoist, don't buy it! It's fake!"

Yuan Yao quickly stepped forward,

He grabbed the seashell and pushed it away, his face showing impatience and resentment.

"It's just an ordinary seashell, how could it be worth five hundred spirit stones? It doesn't have any true dragon bloodline at all, don't be fooled!"

"Hey!"

"Young lady, don't speak recklessly if you don't know the rules! This is a true dragon treasure; your mortal eyes cannot recognize it!"

The vendor's words carried a subtle threat.

Yuan Yao showed no fear and refused to budge an inch.

"If it truly possessed the bloodline of a dragon, how could it only cost five hundred spirit stones? It's clearly a counterfeit, a scam to cheat fellow cultivators from out of town!"

"Exactly, you're clearly a liar."

Yanli also quickly stepped forward and stood beside Yuan Yao, her face showing anger.

The crowd gathered.

Passersby stopped to watch and whisper among themselves, but no one stepped forward to speak up for them.

People tend to mind their own business and avoid getting into trouble unnecessarily.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Since you've touched my goods, you must buy these seashells today!"

"you!"

The vendors' shameless attitude revealed their true colors as scoundrels.

Yuan Yao was so angry that she couldn't speak.

however.

"I bought it."

Linghu Qing spoke calmly at that moment.

"Fellow Daoist, you have excellent taste! I knew my True Dragon Shell was no ordinary item!"

Upon hearing this, the vendor's anger instantly turned to joy, and he beamed with delight.

Pay in one hand and deliver in one hand.

Linghu Qing ignored the commotion around him and reached out to take the seashell.

Yuan Yao was stunned, then her face was filled with shame, and she lowered her head to apologize.

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist, I couldn't stop you, and you've wasted your money."

"It's none of your business."

Linghu Qing spoke calmly.

"Moreover, having this dragon aura is not a loss."

Yuan Yao sighed helplessly, thinking that he was just being stubborn and suffering for the sake of saving face.

He wasted five hundred spirit stones for nothing; his good intentions had backfired and he was accused of meddling.

The surrounding cultivators chuckled softly, and many were itching to take advantage of the situation and try to fool this wealthy outsider with counterfeit goods.

"What dragon? Mine is a real dragon shell, with the bloodline of a real dragon." The merchant laughed smugly.

I wasn't talking about seashells.

As soon as he finished speaking, Linghu Qing exerted a slight force with his five fingers.

click-

The colorful seashell shattered with a snap, sending fragments flying everywhere.

A tiny seed, its surface translucent and imbued with the pure aura of a dragon, floated quietly in the palm of my hand.

The rich and pure dragon energy spread out, instantly suppressing the false blood energy that had previously emanated from the seashell.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

The vendor stared wide-eyed at the seed, his heart pounding.

What kind of seed is this?

He had frequented Xinghai Market for many years and was considered a seasoned appraiser, yet he had never seen this item before.

But this powerful and pure dragon breath is undoubtedly a top-tier treasure!

In an instant, endless regret welled up in my heart.

"Goodness, he really got a steal!"

"This aura is even purer than the essence blood of an ordinary second-tier dragon! It's definitely a good thing!"

"Even purer than the essence blood of a seventh-tier dragon."

"Hiss, could it be the eighth rank? That's equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage."

"Five hundred spirit stones for this treasure? What a steal!"

The crowd erupted in uproar; some were envious and jealous, some were filled with sighs, and some even made offers on the spot.

"I'll offer six hundred spirit stones! Fellow Daoist, please be generous!"

"Seven hundred! I'll offer seven hundred spirit stones!"

Prices are soaring.

The vendors were extremely envious, their faces turning bright red.

"Give me back my seeds!"

"The goods have already been sold, and the payment has been made. How can you go back on your word!"

Yuan Yao immediately stepped in front of Linghu Qing and retorted angrily.

"I sold seashells, who admitted to selling this seed? Seeds are not items for trade, give them back to me immediately!"

The vendor sneered, his face full of scoundrel-like shamelessness.