My Daoist partner helps me cultivate immortality

This is definitely not material we bought here!

It may have been obtained by Lin Xiaoyou from the Refiner's Guild.

"As expected, I won't be able to earn much anymore, sigh."

Deacon Sun was just beginning to worry.

Just then, several people dressed as weapon refiners entered Wanbaolou one after the other.

Seeing the badges of the Refiners' Guild on their bodies, Steward Sun really wanted to ask a question.

How do they harm young people?

Look at the refining materials you sold to Lin Xiaoyou, they're really of very poor quality.

Deacon Sun's thoughts were interrupted by an anxious voice.

"Do you sell Fellow Daoist Lin Ye's spiritual artifacts here?"

"Quick, give me one!"

"I'll have one too."

"Yes! Yes!" Deacon Sun was somewhat surprised, as the materials used for these magical artifacts were not of high quality!

Not long after, another group of weapon refiners arrived, specifically requesting to buy the spiritual weapons produced by Lin Ye.

After everyone had left, Steward Sun wiped his eyes.

Lin Xiaoyou's magical artifact...

So popular?

By that afternoon, all nine of Lin Ye's high-level spiritual artifacts had been sold out.

Moreover, all the buyers specifically requested the items by name; the customers were all weapon refiners.

The price will have to go up next time!

Deacon Sun recalled that time.

The weapon refiners looked on with hungry eyes as soon as they got their hands on the goods.

Lin Xiaoyou's magical artifact may possess some research value...

Otherwise, why would the audience consist entirely of weapon refiners?

“I made money.”

Reflecting on the matter, Steward Sun sighed inwardly.

Sell ​​the top-grade spiritual artifact at a high price and make a profit.

By signing a contract with Lin Xiaoyou in advance, we ensured that he would maintain his cooperative relationship with Wanbaolou even when he reached the second rank. What a huge profit!

It's like buying his future.

Anyone would stay at the second-grade weapon refiner level for a long time.

Judging from Lin Xiaoyou's appearance, he has even gained his own reputation.

A renowned weapon refiner doesn't need to rely on the Wanbaolou brand; they can sell their self-made magical artifacts at high prices on their own without losing money.

Fortunately, these weapon refiners usually can't escape.

Whether it's young friend Lin or fellow Daoist Gongshu, they were both entangled in the great net woven by our Wanbaolou when they were still young.

A fleeting look of smugness crossed Sun Daoyou's face.

"Young friend Lin signed the highest-level contract, so he definitely won't have the energy to make more spiritual artifacts."

Fellow Daoist Sun sighed, "Young friend Lin, did you lose or gain?"

the other side.

At the Refiners Guild, a group of refiners had placed Lin Ye's spiritual weapon on a table and were having a heated discussion.

One person exclaimed excitedly, "Just as the president's assistant said, there are endless mysteries within."

"Fellow Daoist Lin Ye, no wonder you were accepted as a disciple by Senior Gongshu."

"Unfortunately, I don't quite understand it."

"I feel I've learned a lot!"

The president's assistant glanced at them as he observed the lively discussion.

I think it's psychological...

Don't forget what the president said.

The assistant returned to his office and, mentioning the matter, laughed, "President, even I, a second-grade weapon refiner, couldn't understand it, but they, as first-grade refiners, can? That's ridiculous..."

Branch President: "They may have gained something, but you just don't understand it well enough."

"...All right."

The assistant was heartbroken.

He suddenly noticed that the guild leader was frowning and staring at a magical artifact.

He stepped forward to inspect it.

It is a first-grade high-level spiritual artifact.

The assistant covered his mouth and laughed, "President, isn't this still Lin Ye's magical artifact?"

Why are you still hung up on him?

The president snapped, "Don't interrupt!"

After staring for a long time, the branch president leaned back in his chair, covered his eyes, and sighed deeply.

"What a pity..."

"President, I've heard that Young Friend Lin has been getting very close to the direct descendants of the Chu family of Demon Emperor Mountain recently."

The branch president raised an eyebrow.

"Could he really be a descendant of the dragon race, as he claims?"

The branch president stood up and walked somewhat uneasily to the door.

Lately, I've been feeling restless and uneasy.

It felt like something bad was about to happen.

When I heard about Demon Emperor Mountain, alarm bells in my heart inexplicably rang.

Could it be that this has come to pass?

He had always thought highly of Lin Ye's talent in weapon crafting.

But to abandon him because of his lack of talent, if he can still grow and improve in the end, that would be such a pity.

.......

Stroll through the streets and alleys of Jin Guang Fang.

A cool autumn breeze caressed my face.

Gongshu Yan went home first, while Lin Ye wandered the streets.

A wave of emotion washed over me.

While he was outside, his master asked him if he wanted to go to her house tonight.

However, he used to go to Gongshu Yan's workshop every night.

Asking the question specifically would seem a bit odd.

Lin Ye naturally had a very good feeling towards his master.

She has a beautiful appearance.

It's still because of the white hair that Chinese people love the most.

She is both talented and beautiful, and has excellent qualities in all aspects.

however.

Fighting against cultivators of a much higher level than oneself is extremely dangerous.

He and his master were at the Qi Refining stage and the Foundation Establishment stage, respectively, and the difference between them seemed not to be that great.

In reality, there is a difference of fourteen minor realms.

Based on a 50% increase in each minor realm, the difference in some physical abilities has reached 292 times.

This is still a conservative estimate.

Think of this.

Lin Ye trembled slightly.

If Master scratches me.

The health bar is immediately reduced to zero.

How pitiful it is to be weak.

Lin Ye returned home with heavy steps.

It's not dark yet.

Let's build up some rage!

[Current Daoist Companion Affection Level: 91]

【Mythical Beast Bloodline - Zhulong: 987/100000】

[Fire Attribute Spiritual Root: 987/1000]

Ok?

I'm just a little short of reaching the maximum experience level.

It's still early.

Lin Ye took a deep breath and decided to break through to the fire elemental root before nightfall.

"...Senior, what's wrong? Is Yue'er not serving you well?"

Gu Yuesheng's skin was snow-white and rosy.

She has recently been practicing using her prosthetic body.

His expression was completely calm.

Lin Ye flicked her forehead: "It's nothing, I was thinking about something... Also, are you really going to use me for rehabilitation training?"

"Hehe... Sorry, senior, I'll take it off first. You have to hold me tight."

"Let's go somewhere else today."

Gu Yuesheng struggled gently in his arms.

It was afternoon.

She felt her thoughts becoming increasingly scattered and hazy, and even her mind felt hot.

"senior..."

Chapter Thirty: Taking a Souvenir Photo

Lin Ye, all ready to go, said, "Yingying, Yue'er, I might not be able to come back tonight."

Gu Yuesheng lay limp on the bed, unable to move. He stared wide-eyed for a moment, then suddenly realized, "We're going to have another older sister? Great!"

"Thank goodness, I can finally relax a little... Senior, look at the red mark on my stomach, don't you feel guilty?"

"As expected of a senior, your relationship with Sister Gongshu is developing so quickly."

Gu Yuesheng launched into six rants in a single second, hurling several complaints in quick succession.

Then he put on a "happy" expression.