Eternal Life Begins with Taking a Wife-Chapter 72 - : Cave Abode Ruins
Chapter 72: Cave Abode Ruins
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Shen Ping left the Spring Embroidery Pavilion.
A bottle of Fire-extracting Spirit Fruit Wine appeared in his storage bag. That boss’s tone did not have any intention of roping him in. She was completely befriending him on the same level and revealed a lot of sincerity.
This invitation was more to make up for their previous relationship.
“Foundation Establishment Cultivators are extraordinary.” He could not help but sigh. Such ‘praise’ really made people feel like they were bathing in a spring breeze.
However, Shen Ping quickly cut off the trace of elation in his heart. The other party was only able to show this much respect because he was a guest of the True Treasure Pavilion. If he didn’t have this identity, the maidservant by her side would not even care much about him.
“Cultivation and strength are the foundation. I’ve completely absorbed the last drop of spirit liquid. It’s time to continue buying it.”
Thoughts flew through his mind. He strode towards the True Treasure Pavilion. It was almost noon. There were many cultivators coming and going at the entrance of the True Treasure Pavilion.
…..
Shen Ping had just crossed the threshold when he saw Mu Jin respectfully send off a sect disciple. He looked surprised. “Fellow Daoist Mu, the number of sect disciples you’ve received seems to have increased recently.”
Mu Jin pinched her sweet face and said helplessly, “That’s right. I don’t know what’s going on. These disciples of the sect have been coming to the True Treasure Pavilion in groups these days. My face is almost stiff from all the smiling. It’s still easier to receive you, Talisman Master Shen. Every time you come, you leave quickly.”
As they spoke, they stepped onto the wooden stairs.
Shen Ping’s mouth twitched. “Fellow Daoist Mu, you can’t say that. Am I that fast?”
Stunned for a moment, Mu Jin blushed and said angrily, “Talisman Master Shen, don’t joke around.” With that, she quickly went upstairs.
Shen Ping smiled as he looked at the curves of her dress. He clicked his tongue and said, “So Fellow Daoist Mu is also a kindred spirit!” His smile widened.
They arrived at the private room on the second floor. The two of them sat down on both sides. Mu Jin’s blush faded a little. She asked, “Are you still going to the third floor this time?”
Shen Ping shook his head. “No. It’s better to go to that place less. I’m going to buy some spirit liquid.”
“Didn’t Talisman Master Shen buy it last time?” As Mu Jin spoke, she became envious. “To be able to consume spirit liquid as a pill, you’re indeed the guest elder of the True Treasure Pavilion. Talisman Master Shen’s Dao companion is really blessed.”
Shen Ping laughed dryly and did not say anything. The quality of his metal and wood attribute spiritual root was not bad. The effect of absorbing spirit liquid was very good, so he naturally dared to be so extravagant.
“The auction of the True Treasure Pavilion is in early October. Talisman Master Shen, why don’t you wait a little longer? This auction is a large-scale auction that happens once every ten years.” Mu Jin leaned forward, the fragrance lingering in his nose. She said in a low voice, “I heard that there arc many precious and final items at this auction. Even the spirit liquid can’t enter this auction.”
Shen Ping was surprised.
To Qi Refinement cultivators, spirit liquid was a relatively precious supplementary cultivation resource. Even late-stage Qi Refinement cultivators with a background would only auction one or two drops. Such a resource could not even be auctioned in this auction that occurs once in ten years.
He was indeed interested.
The True Treasure Pavilion had all kinds of items. Although guest elders could buy them with contribution points and there were discounts, they needed authority. The higher their status, the more precious the items they could buy.
As for the auction, there was no need for that. Guest elders could also participate. However, as long as it was not a one-time consumable, Guest elders could basically buy the rare treasures in fixed auctions directly from the True Treasure Pavilion.
He sat for a while.
Shen Ping left and returned to Yunhc Alley.
“Beauty Pill! My Beauty Pill!”
The moment he pushed open the door, a bell rang behind him, accompanied by a strange fragrance. He turned to the side. He was surprised. Today, Chen Ying’s black gauze dress was extremely enchanting, especially her small feet that were painted with bright red patterns. When she stood there, she looked a little flirtatious.
“What arc you looking at! Despicable and shameless old Talisman Master, return my Beauty Pill!” She extended her palm and sent a voice transmission.
Shen Ping smiled faintly. “Fellow Daoist Chen, have you revealed your true colors? As for the Beauty Pill, do you still remember what I said that day?” Before Chen Ying could reply, he said, “I said I would give it to you. I won’t go back on my word. As for when, Fellow Daoist Chen, you don’t have to be anxious.”
Chen Ying harrumphed. “I want you to give it to me now!”
Shen Ping sized up Chen Ying and felt strange. Could it be that Chen Ying had forgotten that he had the Lightning Talisman? Or could it be that she had other preparations and was not afraid of his Lightning Talisman?
He quietly took two steps back and stood in the room. As long as Chen Ying dared to enter, he would immediately activate the array to suppress her.
“Fellow Daoist Chen, it’s fine if you want me to give you the Beauty Pill. Just open the boudoir and I’ll give it to you.” He prepared to probe a little. As he spoke, the small array disc in the house slowly activated.
Chen Ying sneered. “Shen, with your guts, you won’t dare to enter even if I open the door!”
“Fellow Daoist Chen. Are you sure you want to open it?” Shen Ping’s smiling eyes landed on the curve of Chen Ying’s dress.
Chen Ying immediately understood and stared at Shen Ping in embarrassment and anger. “You, detestable!” She was at a loss for words. However, she quickly laughed out of anger. “Shen, you’re very good. I’ll let you take advantage of me.” She turned around and left.
Shen Ping frowned and actually held it in. With Chen Ying’s personality, she was a little abnormal. He closed the door. He thought of what Mu Jin had said about the frequent visits of sect disciples to the True Treasure Pavilion.
“Looks like the cave abode ruins in the depths of the Cloud Mountain Swamp are really going to open.”
It was just October.
The news that there was a cave abode ruins under the Cloud Mountain Swamp’s mine quietly spread, and in just a few days, it became known to everyone. In all the alleys of the market, as well as the rogue cultivators outside Ningshui Alley, they were all talking about the ruins.
Whether it was true or not, this matter was enough to make the rogue cultivators excited.
After all, the cave abode ruins often meant opportunities. It meant opportunities that crossed the limit of one’s spiritual root aptitude and talent to climb the Great Dao.
Since ancient times, many cultivators have obtained opportunities and soared.
Let’s not talk about the distant past.
For example, a Nascent Soul elder in the Luosha Demonic Valley was once a low-level rogue cultivator. He accidentally obtained an opportunity and finally became a Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, Shen Ping did not pay attention to the matter of the cave abode ruins. He had been preparing to participate in the True Treasure Pavilion’s once-in-a-decade auction these few days. There would definitely be many bidders for items in this auction. He even suspected that the True Treasure Pavilion’s auction this time was specially held when the cave abode ruins appeared.
One needed to be powerful to enter the ruins and fight for treasures. Other than his own cultivation realm, this strength also required various rare treasures.
Fortunately, as his efficiency in making Level Two talismans increased, his ability to earn spirit stones was much stronger than before. He had accumulated some spirit stones in his storage bag.
The auction was approaching.
Shopkeeper Ding told him this news.
“Talisman Master Shen, there are many items in this auction. Most of the participants are disciples of the sect. When the time comes, there will be Golden Core experts.”
When Shen Ping heard this, he was so frightened that his thoughts dissipated. How could he still dare to think of participating? However, the latter part of the sentence made him feel slightly relieved. This auction was still in the underground auction hall of the True Treasure Pavilion. There were many protective and isolating spiritual pressure methods, and the elder of the True Treasure Pavilion personally presided over the auction.
“Shopkeeper Ding, I wonder if this elder’s strength is…”
“Golden Core!”
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