CH 6.1

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An elderly man, who was slightly tipsy, walked in from outside with unsteady steps.

Seeing the symbol pen in Shen Jizhi’s hand, he praised, “Not bad.”

Shen Jizhi stood up and greeted the old man, “Greetings, Hall Master.”

Li Yucheng waved his hand and slumped onto a nearby couch, half-supporting his face as he looked at Shen Jizhi. He seemed to regret, “Back then, I told your dog master that you had a talent for refining. I suggested you learn refining from me, but he stubbornly insisted you learn swordsmanship to inherit his legacy. He never considered the fact that you have a Five Spiritual Root. It’s so much harder to learn swordsmanship. Learning refining from me would have been easier.”

When cultivating swordsmanship with a Five Spiritual Root, each elemental root needed to be simultaneously tempered. For refining artifacts, one just needed to focus on the Fire Element Spiritual Root.

Li Yucheng stroked his beard and continued, “Right now, you’re only at the fifth level of Qi refining. The disciples of the Refining Hall are at least at the Foundation Establishment stage. Focus on improving your cultivation, practice your skills more, and once you reach the Foundation Establishment stage, I’ll transfer you to the inner hall for refining.”

Currently, Shen Jizhi was just a laborer in the Refining Hall. The inner hall was where true refiners worked.

The salary for the two positions differed greatly, with the inner hall receiving far more. Shen Jizhi furrowed his brows, sincerely thanking the Hall Master, “Thank you very much, Hall Master.”

Li Yucheng glanced again at the symbol pen in his hand and asked with a hint of playfulness, “Is this for your fiancée?”

The news of Shen Jizhi’s fiancée visiting had spread throughout the entire sect.

Last night, while drinking with Yu Qing, he mentioned that the girl seemed to be studying Talisman Crafting.

Naturally, the talisman pen was for Jian Huan, but it certainly wasn’t meant as Li Hall Master would think.

Shen Jizhi nodded hesitantly.

The talisman pen was indeed for Jian Huan, but it wasn’t because of what Li Tang was thinking.

Li Yucheng looked like he grasped the situation well, “…I didn’t expect you to be so skilled at pursuing young girls. You’re quite like me back in the day. Anyway, that old guy, Gu Shan, hasn’t returned in three years. He’s probably dead somewhere. How about you become my disciple instead?” He opened his eyes, his gaze sharp, “What do you say?”

Shen Jizhi responded, “…You’re too kind, Hall Master.”

Li Yucheng and his master, Gu Shan, were archenemies. In fact, they were quite similar and neither was better than the other. They had their fair share of drinking, fighting, and causing trouble.

The reason why Gu Shan owed so much money while Li Yucheng could barely make ends meet was solely because Gu Shan was a sword cultivator.

Shen Jizhi shook his head, not paying it much mind, and left quietly with the symbol pen.

During lunchtime, there was a constant flow of people outside the dining hall.

Shen Jizhi handed the symbol pen to Jian Huan, saying, “Take a look.”

Jian Huan held the pen and examined it closely, looking at it again and again, her eyes filled with delight.

She had examined every symbol pen at the Multiple Treasures Pavilion last night. However, the one in her hand felt much better than the one sold for three hundred and eight spirit stones. Compared to pens that cost two or three thousand, it was in no way inferior.

Jian Huan had already lowered her expectations as she had bought the symbol pen at half price. However, the result was unexpectedly satisfying.

Shen Jizhi observed her expression and had a good understanding of the situation.

Before she could say anything, he reminded her, “One hundred and eight spirit stones, don’t forget.”

After placing the symbol pen back, Jian Huan looked left and right and motioned for Shen Jizhi to come closer.

Shen Jizhi lowered his head.

Jian Huan stood on her tiptoes and whispered softly in his ear, “I put the spirit stones under my pillow. I didn’t bring the space bag with me since it’s inconvenient to carry. Do you want to go get it yourself, or wait for tonight…”

Without hesitation, Shen Jizhi straightened up and said, “I’ll go get it.”

“Alright.” Jian Huan nodded and saluted with a fist, “By the way, the talisman pen is also great, thank you!”

Shen Jizhi nodded, “You’re welcome.”

The two of them parted ways at the entrance of the dining hall. Shen Jizhi walked out, blending into the crowd.

Jian Huan ran back inside, maneuvering skillfully between tables, and sat down beside Gong Feihong, continuing to enjoy her meal.

Although she was almost full earlier, her good mood made her feel like she could eat a bit more.

The chair across from her was empty. Jian Huan asked Gong Feihong, “Where’s Hu Lai?”

“Brother Hu had something to attend to and left earlier.” Gong Feihong leaned closer, curious, “What did Senior Brother Shen want from you?”

Jian Huan replied, “I have a talisman class in the afternoon, and he brought me a talisman pen.”

Gong Feihong exclaimed, “Senior Brother Shen is really nice to you!”

Jian Huan glanced at him, “You’ve got it wrong. He didn’t give it to me. I asked him to buy it for me.”

Gong Feihong was incredulous, “So he actually took money from you?”

Jian Huan nodded, “Yes.”

Thinking it through, she quickly took the opportunity with Hulai absent to awaken Gong Feihong’s understanding.

For these days, Hu Lai had practically been by Gong Feihong’s side every waking moment.

Jian Huan hinted, “As the saying goes, even husband and wife settle accounts clearly, let alone between brothers.”

Gong Feihong was puzzled, “Isn’t the saying about close relatives?”

Jian Huan looked at him with exasperation, clarifying, “I’m talking about you and Brother Hu.”

Gong Feihong grew even more confused, “What’s wrong with Brother Hu?”

Jian Huan looked at Gong Feihong bitterly and pointed it out, “I heard that you and Brother Hu bought a lot of things at the Multiple Treasures Pavilion yesterday, spending over ten thousand spirit stones?”

Gong Feihong nodded.

Jian Huan continued, “And most of it is for Brother Hu to use?”

Gong Feihong hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Jian Huan didn’t need to say more. He barely felt it.

Yesterday, while browsing the Multiple Treasures Pavilion, he had a pleasant conversation with Hu Zhi. In the heat of the moment, he paid without thinking too much about it.

Jian Huan looked at him affectionately, “Brother Feihong, we had an IOU when you lent me money. Did you get one from Brother Hu?”

Truly, Gong Feihong was just too easy to deceive.

If it weren’t for her having a tiny bit of conscience, she could have easily tricked him out of his pants.

Jian Huan patted his shoulder and spoke with emphasis, “I’ve said all I can. You should think about it yourself.”

Outside the door, Hu Zhi, who was behind Jiang Qiaoqiao, suddenly sneezed.

The man next to Jiang Qiaoqiao turned his head, glanced at Hu Zhi, but didn’t notice any abnormality. He turned back without paying further attention.

T/N: I’m sorry, it’s like a half day late!!! I forgot that I ran out of stockpile for this novel. I know there are quite a couple of inconsistencies here and there, but I’m trying my best to not mess up, so please bear with it. By the way, this chapter is pretty long, so it’ll probably be divided into three. If you’ve noticed a pattern, I keep the word count 1k-1.5k.