novelapdf Chapter 50 Martial Uncle's Congratulations
Chapter 50 Martial Uncle's Congratulations
The Taoist Changyang stood aloof, his eyes indifferent and emotionless.
What good would it do if the Zheng family gave him all the preferential treatment?
As a first-tier high-grade weapon refiner, he felt that this was what he deserved.
If Zheng Tianxuan is sensible, what's wrong with giving the other party an extra magic weapon?
However, it would be a mistake to assume that he would be grateful to the Zheng family and therefore give them the spot they had reserved.
"Fellow Daoist Zheng, do you have any further questions?"
Changyang Daoist smiled and looked at Zheng Tianxuan beside him.
"No, I am extremely grateful to Senior Changyang for giving our Zheng family the opportunity to refine magical artifacts."
Zheng Tianxuan gritted his teeth and said.
His breathing was heavy, and he forcefully suppressed his emotions, preventing himself from erupting.
If they were to fall out with Daoist Changyang here, not only would they be unable to recover the Zheng family's losses, but they would also lose the chance to compete in weapon forging.
At that time, the Bai family had more magical artifacts, while the Zheng family had fewer, which is why he became the true sinner of the Zheng family.
However, after filling in the quotation, Zheng Tianxuan's expression clearly turned even colder.
His eyes were filled with malice, clearly harboring some vicious plan.
Lu Qingyun did not harbor any illusions and filled in five mid-grade spirit stones.
Although Pingyang Market is not wealthy, there are still quite a few people who can afford four mid-grade spirit stones.
He estimated that the Zheng and Bai families would each buy at least five spots.
The remaining ten spots were left for these independent cultivators, and most of them were willing to pay exactly four and a half mid-grade spirit stones.
Therefore, five mid-grade spirit stones are neither too many nor too few.
It was just right.
As Lu Qingyun handed the jade slip to Daoist Changyang, he noticed Zheng Tianxuan's gloomy gaze.
Several years ago, after he offended Zheng Tianxuan, the way Zheng Tianxuan looked at him was exactly the same as now.
"Could Zheng Tianxuan be planning to assassinate Daoist Changyang?"
Lu Qingyun raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and then regained his composure.
The Zheng family is now bidding against Changyang Daoist. Even if they were to kill Changyang Daoist, they would do so after using him to refine the magical artifact.
Therefore, it would not affect his crafting of the flying shuttle magic weapon.
Therefore, Lu Qingyun did not specifically remind Changyang Daoist.
After a long while, Daoist Changyang collected all the jade slips from everyone and examined them one by one.
After comparison.
The Bai family obtained seven slots for crafting magical artifacts, the Zheng family obtained five, Lu Qingyun and Li Fulai each obtained one, and the six rogue cultivators in the market won the remaining slots.
"Fellow Daoists, please return. In six months, you can come to Chunying Pavilion to receive your magical artifacts from me."
Changyang Daoist revealed a lewd smile, embraced the fairy he had just pushed away, waved his hand, and signaled that everyone could leave.
"Senior, can't you really give us another chance? I'm willing to offer five mid-grade spirit stones!"
Several rogue cultivators who had not had the opportunity looked unwilling and stepped forward to ask Daoist Changyang if he could be so kind as to refine it for them.
They all held onto a sliver of hope and filled in four and a half mid-grade spirit stones. However, there were too many rogue cultivators filling in the same number this time, so Daoist Changyang randomly selected two people, and the rest of them just happened to be left out.
"Come here, I gave you chances before, but you were all useless."
Changyang Daoist ignored them completely, his face full of impatience, and instantly pushed them away with a burst of magic power.
"senior..."
I wanted to say more, but when I saw the coldness in Changyang Daoist's eyes and felt the aura of a ninth-level Qi Refining expert emanating from him, I knew that no living person should approach him.
The crowd then reluctantly withdrew.
If Daoist Changyang hadn't deliberately revealed his aura, they would have almost forgotten.
Outside the private room, Lu Qingyun had just left when Li Fulai followed him out.
"Congratulations, junior disciple, on obtaining this opportunity to forge a magical artifact."
Li Fulai rubbed his chubby hands with a pained expression, looking enviously at the aloof Changyang Daoist surrounded by thirteen stunningly beautiful fairies.
In order to forge magical artifacts, he reluctantly sacrificed the funds for the next six months' trip to Chunying Pavilion.
Seeing that those fairies were willing to let Changyang Daoist get away with it for free, Li Fulai was furious.
"Didn't my uncle also successfully obtain a spot?"
Lu Qingyun glanced at Li Fulai.
This old bastard hadn't seen him for years, and today, after such a long separation, he immediately struck up a conversation with him. I wonder what wicked thing he was up to.
"The art of weapon crafting is incredibly lucrative. If I had known this would happen, I would have chosen weapon crafting over beast taming."
Li Fulai cried out, waiting for Lu Qingyun to respond.
However, Lu Qingyun did not respond for a long time, and even prepared to leave Chunying Pavilion. Only then did Li Fulai cough and say awkwardly:
"My dear junior nephew, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Your uncle has a wonderful opportunity for you. Would you be willing to accept it?"
"What is it?"
Lu Qingyun lowered his brows slightly, shifting his gaze to Li Fulai, while secretly releasing a golden spirit bee that quietly hid in the folds of Li Fulai's clothes.
Although he didn't expect to gain anything from the old man, if he was plotting against him again, it must be because the Zheng family or someone else had instructed him.
This is a good opportunity to take precautions.
"Junior nephew, are you aware that the sect plans to appoint an additional deputy elder in each local market to defend against the invasion of the demonic sect?"
Li Fulai smiled and patted Lu Qingyun on the back.
"What does this have to do with me?"
Lu Qingyun said coldly, "Uncle-Master, do you mean you want to team up with me to deal with some senior in the sect? I don't have that ability."
Li Fulai's digging of tunnels at Yunxia Pavilion was something that couldn't be made public.
If the sect really sends a cultivator at the late stage of Qi Refining, Li Fulai will naturally do everything in his power to drive them out of Yunxia Pavilion, or even out of Pingyang Market.
Only in this way can they continue to steal the essence.
However, this has nothing to do with me.
Even though they both coveted the spiritual essence, Lu Qingyun knew how to exercise restraint.
As a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, he wouldn't easily offend a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator and invite trouble upon himself.
"Why would my nephew think that way?"
Li Fulai, with a shameless and innocent expression, said, "My martial uncle said there's some incredibly good news, it wouldn't be something that would offend anyone."
He cleared his throat and said seriously, "Speaking of which, my junior nephew's cultivation should have reached the sixth level of Qi Refining. Back then, your senior uncle stayed at the sixth level of Qi Refining for twenty years."
"Without sufficient resources, breaking through the seventh level of Qi Refining and entering the late stage is as difficult as ascending to heaven..."
As he spoke, Li Fulai seemed to recall his past self, his voice filled with regret and sigh.
"Uncle is right, so why don't you lend me a hundred or two hundred pieces of mid-grade spiritual power? I will definitely repay you in ten years."
"Ahem!"
Upon hearing Lu Qingyun's words, Li Fulai patted his chest in surprise. He himself didn't even have a hundred or two hundred yuan, so how could he possibly afford to give Lu Qingyun any?
However, for the sake of his breakthrough, Li Fulai still smiled and said.
"No, no, not this..."
"That's not it?"
Lu Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes and stared intently at Li Fulai.
I was wondering why that old geezer would be so kind.
He pondered for a long time before finally realizing what was happening.
"Uncle-Master, do you want me to become the Deputy Elder of Pingyang Market?!"