Gou Zai Qingluo Cave Heaven Cultivation

"This is too difficult. The last stroke of my water-gathering rune broke. I'm doomed."

"Ugh, it's time for Dad's bamboo shoot and shredded pork again!"

"After the exams, I'm going to tear all those lousy books up!"

in the afternoon.

The second assessment for today has concluded.

The school was filled with sorrow and sighs, a somber atmosphere prevailing.

Unlike the gloomy faces of others, Zhou Baoqing stretched, his bones making a crisp cracking sound.

"That feels so good!"

On the other side, Zhou Changping was also in high spirits.

After finishing the exam, he felt extremely good about himself, looking down on his classmates who were pounding their chests in frustration.

What's the point of cramming for an exam at the last minute?

If you don't work hard during the exam, you'll only regret it later!

My achievements today are all thanks to my hard work and dedication, as well as Bao Ge's guidance!

He turned to Zhou Baoqing and suggested, "Brother Bao, let's go to Qinglinfang together! There's a market today, we can ride in my father's magic boat!"

The sun was setting slightly, around 2 PM, so it was still early.

Zhou Baoqing originally planned to kill time at the talisman-making workshop, but then thought that it was best not to make talismans during the exam period to avoid wasting his energy.

Now that my brother has extended a warm invitation, and I can hitch a ride on the Dharma Boat with the help of guards, ensuring my safety, I might as well go and relax.

My last visit to Qinglinfang was so rushed that I didn't get a chance to explore it properly.

The right way to cultivate oneself is to balance work and rest.

He immediately replied, "Okay, let's go take a look around."

He then boarded Zhou Changping's magic boat, which soared into the sky, riding the clouds and mist.

"By the way, what day is it today? Why is there such a lively market?"

Comfortably leaning back on the soft cushions, Zhou Baoqing took a bite of a purple grape, its sweetness making his mouth water.

Zhou Changping explained with a grin, "Today is the fifth of the month, which is the bi-monthly market day in Qinglinfang. All the independent cultivators from the surrounding area come here to do business."

Oh, I see. That must be really lively.

Zhou Baoqing began to look forward to it.

I've long heard that the market is full of goods, and perhaps I can even buy some spiritual plants and herbs to release into the Green Snail Cave!

The two chatted and laughed, and soon the magic boat slowly landed outside Qinglinfang.

Upon opening the hatch, a lively and bustling scene unfolded before my eyes.

The streets were bustling with people, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares filled the air.

The stalls on both sides were filled with a dazzling array of items.

There were low-level magical artifacts emitting a faint glow, spiritual herbs and medicines carrying the fresh scent of earth, tattered ancient scrolls unearthed from some unknown ruin, and even the hides and bones of some demonic beasts—a dazzling array of items that left one breathless.

As soon as Zhou Changping stepped off the flying boat, his eyes lit up, and he headed straight for a stall selling colorful pastries.

"Boss, give me a box of colorful pastries!"

He didn't even blink, exuding an air of heroic grandeur.

The boss immediately beamed with joy, thanked him repeatedly, quickly packed the package, and warmly handed it to Zhou Changping.

A box of colorful pastries isn't cheap; it only costs four pieces, yet it costs a hundred spirit crystals.

It's not exactly a proper spiritual meal, but it should taste excellent.

Looking at the prices on the stall and then touching the low-grade spirit stone in his pocket, Zhou Baoqing deeply realized his poverty.

Zhou Changping spent money like water, and before long, his bodyguards were covered with paper packets and wooden boxes of all sizes.

Seeing this, Zhou Baoqing said somewhat embarrassedly, "Brother Qian, how about I help you get some?"

This guard's name is Qian Youzheng. He is a low-level body refinement cultivator with a burly build and bulging muscles.

Hearing Zhou Baoqing's words, he flashed a bright white smile and waved his hand, flattered, "No need, no need, Young Master Baoqing, you flatter me. This little thing is as light as a feather, how could it trouble you? Besides, I have a storage bag with me."

In Qian Youzheng's eyes, these young masters from the immortal family were usually arrogant and haughty, so it was rare to see Zhou Baoqing being so polite and considerate, which greatly increased his goodwill towards him.

After saying that, he took out a dusty little bag, flicked his wrist, and a faint light appeared at the opening of the bag. He then put all the trinkets into his Qiankun bag, and his body immediately felt refreshed.

Zhou Baoqing watched with envy.

Although I also have my own Green Snail Cave, which has an amazing storage space, its drawback is that it is not very concealed. Living people can conjure objects out of thin air, which can easily lead to their death.

I dare not even dream of having a high-level magical artifact like a storage ring. How wonderful it would be if I could have such a convenient storage bag.

Unfortunately, even the lowest grade storage bag costs tens of low-grade spirit stones, which is simply unaffordable.

The two strolled along, browsing the area.

Zhou Baoqing glanced around and suddenly stopped in front of a street stall.

It was a six-pointed star-shaped array plate, with obscure and complex array patterns engraved on its surface, which seemed to distort the surrounding light and atmosphere.

With a hint of hope, he asked, "Boss, how much is this array plate?"

Seeing that it was a child of about ten years old, the stall owner wasn't very enthusiastic and casually replied, "A mid-grade first-level concealment array plate, fifty low-grade spirit stones."

Zhou Baoqing: "..."

Sorry to bother you!

After that, Zhou Baoqing stopped asking about prices. The less prices were listed, the more expensive they were when asked, which was astonishing.

On the contrary, they can afford the spiritual plants with clearly marked prices.

He secretly planned to buy a few low-level spiritual plants and herbs. If they could mutate in the cave, wouldn't he be able to make a fortune?

Anyway, it won't hurt to give it a try. Even if it doesn't mutate, with careful cultivation, you can recoup your investment when it matures and you sell it.

With only one spirit stone, it was barely enough to buy the cheapest inferior or defective products.

I'm thinking about it.

"Brother Bao, let's go take a look over there!"

Zhou Changping had no interest in these magical artifacts and pulled Zhou Baoqing by the sleeve to walk to the other side.

A crowd had gathered in front of the stall, where cages were displayed, each containing a young spirit beast.

There were fluffy red foxes, blue-water chicks, and some spirit fish and spirit turtles, huddled motionless in the corner of the basin.

The stall owner was a bald, fat man with a gold necklace around his neck that looked very tacky.

He was tossing a golden ring in his hand, smiling as he said, "Don't miss out! Ten spirit crystals for three rings. Whichever spirit pet you ring, you can take it away. But this only applies to those in the Qi Cultivation Realm."

Zhou Baoqing realized that this was just the ring toss game that used to be commonplace.

He's a master here, specializing in catching those big dolls.

Although most of the animals on the stall were worthless mixed-blood beasts, the few young pets that looked somewhat spiritual were placed in the farthest corner. But if someone were to steal the spiritual beasts, wouldn't the stall owner suffer a huge loss?

Zhou Changping thought the same thing and was eager to try taming the spirit beast, shouting, "Boss, give me twelve laps first!"

"Alright, young master, here you go!"

The stall owner smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits, and hurriedly handed over the gold ring.

Zhou Changping was poised to strike, squinted one eye, aimed at the Crimson Fire Fox, and threw it with all his might!

"clang!"

The gold ring hit the edge of the cage and bounced off.

Zhou Changping refused to believe in bad luck and made a series of moves. He was arrogant and wanted to catch the most beautiful and powerful spirit pets, so he threw them extremely far.

However, while this ring toss looks easy, throwing it is a completely different story.

Because the green carpet on this stall is also a ritual implement.

It seems to refract light, creating a visual illusion, somewhat like a psychedelic array.

Nine rings were thrown out, and in the end, the entire army was wiped out.

He immediately deflated, shoving the last three gold rings into Zhou Baoqing's hand. "I'm not playing anymore, my luck is terrible today. Bao-ge, you have to avenge me!"

Zhou Baoqing tossed the golden ring in his hand. It was quite heavy, neither gold nor wood, and seemed to contain some kind of special spiritual material. It felt slightly cool to the touch.

He threw two rings in quick succession, and with two "thuds," the golden rings floated lightly onto the open ground, not even reaching the cage of the nearest mixed-blood beast. His technique was extremely amateurish.

"Brother Bao, how come you're even worse than me?"

Zhou Changping was greatly disappointed; he had originally hoped that Zhou Baoqing could avenge his humiliation.

"Stadium owner, it seems my luck isn't good today either," Zhou Baoqing clapped his hands and laughed self-deprecatingly.

Seeing this, the chubby stall owner chuckled and was about to say a few words of comfort, which prompted the young master, who seemed to have plenty of money, to take out his wallet and buy dozens more rings.

Just then, Zhou Baoqing closed his eyes slightly and suddenly made his move without warning!

Since the green carpet was interfering with his vision, he closed his eyes, used his spiritual power to memorize the location, and launched the object directly.

With a flick of his wrist, the golden ring transformed into a straight golden line, which swiftly and unexpectedly fell towards the water basin of a small spirit turtle.

The fat stall owner's expression changed, and he abruptly pulled his hand into his sleeve, his fingers moving rapidly.

A gentle breeze seemed to come from nowhere, but it blew onto the golden ring in mid-air, and its trajectory was about to deviate from the little turtle's water basin.

Just then, several gentle breezes suddenly arose from nowhere, lifting the wind from below and offsetting the previous force.

"Clatter".

bingo.

Zhou Baoqing looked at the stall owner and said calmly, "Looks like my skills are not bad."

His expression was a half-smile.

Although Zhou Changping was chubby, he had grown up eating spiritual food, so his strength and accuracy were not bad. Even if he couldn't hit the target, how could he possibly miss the target every time he tried to ring nine rings?

By carefully observing the trajectory of the golden circle's flight, one can see that there are always extremely subtle deviations in mid-air, which immediately alerts Zhou Baoqing.

He suspected that the ring was some kind of ritual implement, with the mother and child rings connected. The gold necklace around the stall owner's neck was the "mother" ring, which could secretly influence the landing point of the "child" rings.

Otherwise, if they encounter a few exceptionally talented ring toss masters, the stall owner will lose everything, so how could they not have some preventative measures?

So his two casual throws earlier, deliberately showing off his amateur skills, were to lull the stall owner into a false sense of security and attract his attention, so that he could catch him off guard and suddenly throw out the last ring.

Unexpectedly, the stall owner was also shameless. Seeing that the mother artifact could not be controlled in time, he secretly made a hand seal and used the "Gentle Breeze Technique" to forcibly intervene!

Zhou Baoqing could not tolerate this.

He was prepared, his hands tucked into his sleeves, and activated all twenty or so "Dust Purification Talismans" on his body at once!

Although the Cleansing Talisman is a daily life-related talisman, when used together, its wind force should not be underestimated, instantly creating a refreshing breeze in mid-air.

The stall owner's cultivation level was so-so, otherwise he wouldn't be doing this kind of swindling business in the market. In addition, he was afraid of making too much noise and being discovered, and he looked down on the young man who had not yet reached the Qi Refining Realm, so the wind force he exerted was extremely weak.

Due to a combination of factors, Zhou Baoqing was able to successfully counterattack and take down the enemy in one fell swoop.

Looking at the smiling young man's face, the stall owner felt a sudden ache in his back teeth.

He always judged people based on their character in this line of work. Seeing that a simple-minded body cultivator guard and two naive teenagers were easy targets, he decided to fleece them.

Unexpectedly, this boy was even more cunning than himself and turned the tables on him!

Now that things have come to this, if we try to renege on our debt, the guard next to us won't be someone to be trifled with.

The stall owner had no choice but to reluctantly hand over the basin containing the small turtle, forcing a smile as he said, "Young master, you're quite skilled. This Xuan Shui turtle is yours."

Zhou Baoqing took the little spirit turtle and said with a smile, "Thank you, boss. See you next time."

The stall owner's face darkened.

Who wants to be with you?

Never again!