My Daoist partner helps me cultivate immortality

"Hehe, no need." The shopkeeper said in a low voice, "Young friend Lin, how many more spots can you squeeze out on your flying boat? Can you tell me the truth?"

Lin Ye nodded: "Convert the entire restaurant into accommodation, switch the entire kitchen and dining system to use Bigu Dan (a type of fasting pill), and renovate the original accommodation area."

"There are at least two thousand empty spaces that can be squeezed out!"

A hint of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the manager of Wanbaolou.

These two thousand positions.

It is the last straw for cultivators with non-exotic beast bloodlines.

It's not hard to imagine how much profit can be made and how expensive the tickets will be!

Assuming each berth yields 500 low-grade spirit stones, with 2,000 tickets, that's 100 high-grade spirit stones in profit.

This is still the most conservative estimate.

And this is where their profit margin lies.

According to the allocation just now, there are 300 slots for the manager of Wanbaolou, 300 slots for the branch president of the Refiner Guild, and the rest are all for Lin Ye.

The shopkeeper was a little envious and rubbed his hands together: "These tickets are of a sensitive nature. I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to sell them through private channels, young friend."

"Why don't you let me, Wanbaolou, handle the operation? I'll buy your extra spots!"

Lin Ye fell into deep thought.

The previous ten thousand tickets were sold off easily, without even needing to use Wanbaolou's channels, because selling tickets leaving Qingyang Sect was still legal back then. He could just sit in the market with his master and collect the money.

Currently, these tickets fall into a gray area and cannot be sold openly.

Indeed, only a powerful organization like Wanbaolou can maximize the value of these two thousand tickets.

But he also has to strive for the greatest benefit for himself.

"To be honest, shopkeeper, I need a [Heavenly Secret Inscription]."

It was something I had begged for but couldn't get at the Refiner's Guild.

I must get it today.

The manager of Wanbaolou chuckled.

"The Heavenly Secret Inscription requires the assistance of a Nascent Soul Ancestor, and there are only a little over a thousand slots available. Isn't your price a bit too high, young friend Lin?"

Lin Ye tapped the table lightly.

He then raised his head, his gaze sharp and intense.

"The shopkeeper's."

"How can there only be a little over a thousand seats?"

"In the next three months, there will be chaos, burning, killing, and looting within the Qingyang Sect... Of the 10,000 people who have already bought tickets, how many will actually be able to show up?"

The manager of Wanbaolou maintained his smile, but a bead of cold sweat quietly trickled down his neck.

I originally planned to use the information gap to lower prices...

Unexpectedly, this kid immediately figured out the key point.

They were born to do business; they're really hard to deal with!

"Then let it be as you say, young friend."

"When the Nascent Soul Ancestor arrives, I will ask him to purchase a Heavenly Secret Inscription. However, you will have to incur this favor yourself."

Lin Ye quickly agreed.

I was incredibly excited.

Once you obtain a Heavenly Secret Inscription, such as the "Northern Darkness Qi Observation Technique," you will no longer be able to see through his bloodline.

The upgrade of spiritual roots will also be concealed!

The shopkeeper walked out of Lin Ye's house.

Looking towards the Three Hundred Alleys not far away.

I will earn back every spirit stone I lost from Lin Ye by taking it from the cultivators of Qingyang Sect.

The chaos that ensued over those three months was fueled by Wanbaolou...

In any case, only about ten thousand people could leave; the rest were destined to die.

The shopkeeper remained calm, but a deep, sinister look filled his eyes.

......

At Lin Ye's home.

The atmosphere was joyful.

In any case, at least the quota for my family to leave can be guaranteed.

What we need to be careful about over the next three months is the crazy things that the desperate Qingyang Sect cultivators will do during this period.

As he relaxed, Lin Ye suddenly felt the effects of the alcohol kicking in.

The wine he drank at the table just now was a special spirit wine prepared by the manager of Wanbaolou, suitable for those in the Qi Refining stage.

But he had to toast frequently and drank quite a lot.

soon.

Lin Ye lay back on the bed, his face completely flushed from the alcohol.

Looking at the unconscious Lin Ye.

Gongshu Yan had a wicked idea.

The excitement of escaping death and the gratitude she felt for being saved began to transform into another emotion.

Suddenly I felt very interested.

She nervously licked her lips.

Then, accompanied by a pleasant fragrance, Lin Ye vaguely felt something soft reaching up to her legs.

.......

The next night.

Lin Ye finally regained consciousness, though her body was still aching.

He instinctively opened the panel.

The experience bars for discovering the bloodlines of the three exotic beasts all increased.

I go!

Steal my vital essence while I'm off guard?

Lin Ye had a vague memory; she vaguely remembered the two of them removing Yue'er's prosthetic leg, holding her in their arms, and then...

And this was something she requested herself.

It seems my understanding of Daoist partners is still not deep enough.

Lin Ye opened the window.

In one corner of Sanbai Lane, flames had already engulfed the area, and several streets and alleys were ablaze.

The gleaming flames of spiritual energy devoured everything, a truly terrifying sight under the cover of night.

Lin Ye's heart sank.

"Old Li, are you still alive...?"

He knew the next three months would be until the spaceship set sail.

We must not be careless; we must be even more careful.

Looking towards the direction of Lane 300, Lin Ye endured his hangover and went out.

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Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Flying Boat Master

Lin Ye sent his master to rescue Fellow Daoist Li and his family. This old neighbor had lent him five low-grade spirit stones when he was in dire straits, though he had quickly paid it back.

Given the cost of living in Yuyi Lane, this is a considerable sum of money.

Lin Ye stayed home to rest.

Ahem... It's not that she's being lazy, she just goes faster by herself!

Gongshu Yan quickly responded and then walked away.

Looking guilty, she also felt that she had been a bit too exploitative yesterday.

As Lin Ye walked, he felt a pain in his hip.

hiss...

Damn it, my master, who's at the Golden Core stage, is squeezing me out too much.

I really need to find a way to temper my physical body.

Just wait and see how I deal with her later!

Lin Ye arrived at the checkpoint and just happened to see Fellow Daoist Huo returning from outside.

"Fellow Daoist Huo, you just got back?"

The other party looked somewhat flustered and said, "Fellow Daoist Lin!"

"What's the current situation at Jin Guang Fang?"

Fellow Daoist Huo's face was ashen as he said, "This place is generally safe, unless that fake Nascent Soul ancestor from the Qingyang Sect goes mad and comes to kill us..."

"Fellow Daoist Lin, it's best to stay home as much as possible these days!"

"I understand... Fellow Daoist Huo isn't a cultivator with the bloodline of a strange beast, is he? Is the ticket matter settled?"

Fellow Daoist Huo grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, "Just got it done! The people from Wanbaolou are buying tickets over there. Fellow Daoist Lin can go and take a look, but it's too expensive."

Lin Yexin understood.

Fellow Daoist Huo is the foreman of the sentry post in Jin Guang Fang. In the early stages of Foundation Establishment, this job still offers some lucrative opportunities.

Wanbaolou actually set the ticket price at a level that even Fellow Daoist Huo found painful.

"Let me guess, 10 mid-grade spirit stones or more?"

Fellow Daoist Huo sighed, "Fellow Daoist Lin guessed correctly. To be precise, it's 12 mid-grade spirit stones. That's really outrageous!"

"Fellow Daoist Huo, if you had told me earlier, I would have given you a boat ticket."

Fellow Daoist Huo was taken aback.

When did Fellow Daoist Lin become so wealthy? This boat ticket costs the price of a Foundation Establishment Pill!

He suddenly realized what he was doing, scratched his head and laughed, "Fellow Daoist Lin, you're too kind. It's too much trouble to borrow your connections at Wanbaolou!"

I've completely forgotten that Fellow Daoist Lin's master is a senior guest of Wanbaolou!

Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Lin didn't mind, otherwise my complaint would have been considered a slip of the tongue... Thinking of this, Fellow Daoist Huo broke out in a cold sweat, feeling fortunate that he had a good relationship with Fellow Daoist Lin.

Wanbaolou is the only lifeline for cultivators without the bloodline of alien beasts; offending them in any way is dangerous.

Just then, a commotion arose outside, and the footsteps and shouts of the crowd drew closer.

Fellow Daoist Huo frowned and stood up: "Fellow Daoist Lin, please wait a moment."

He then drew his sword and went outside.

Lin Ye got up from his seat and heard a commotion coming from outside the guard post.

"Sir, please let us in!"

"We can sleep on the streets of Jin Guang Fang. Please, sir, save our lives!"