Chapter 14

"Senior Brother, what you’re saying is that your strength is greater than mine. What bad intentions could I possibly have? Ten days from now, if I don’t see the pills, you can come and demand an explanation from me at any time!"

"I really don’t have any extra pills right now." The servant disciple lowered his head and smiled apologetically.

As he spoke, his eyes darted around, a fierce light flashing in them.

Hmph! In at most ten days, Senior Brother Zhao Yu will return. He has the cultivation of the Second Level of Qi Condensation. If you take the ten high-grade Peiyuan Pills he reserved, you’ll be in for a rough time then.

"Fine, you’d better not play any tricks, or the consequences of angering me will be severe." Su Shier stared coldly at the other party. He could tell that this person had no good intentions, a trace of无形的杀机 flashing in his eyes.

Over the past half year, slaughtering beasts every day, he had unknowingly developed a faint aura of killing intent. His character was no longer that of the simple young man who had just left his small village.

However, with so many people watching, he couldn’t do anything to this person in public, so he had to suppress his thoughts for now.

"Of course! Senior Brother, rest assured!" The servant disciple smiled apologetically, shivering involuntarily under Su Shier’s gaze.

How can this kid feel so terrifying?

Hmph! What’s there to fear? No matter how strong he is, he’s just a thirteen-year-old boy!

After a moment’s thought, the servant disciple felt reassured and became even more determined to carry out his plan.

Su Shier ignored his calculations, left a parting word, and turned to leave directly.

In the courtyard, Zhu Hanwei and the others watched Su Shier’s back, filled with envy.

If they had Su Shier’s strength, would they be bullied by this servant disciple?

At this moment, the servant disciple, having seen Su Shier off, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He glared coldly at Zhu Hanwei and the others, threatening them, "You little brats, if any of you dare to spread today’s events, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

The group shivered, hurriedly nodding and leaving the Medicine Pavilion in a huff.

However, after seeing Su Shier’s display, they were no longer as fearful of the servant disciple.

"Who would have thought that in just half a year, he would become so strong."

"Do you know the person just now?"

"Of course, we came to Yun Ge Sect together. Half a year ago, he was just a little beggar. When he first arrived, the Peak Master assigned him to the abandoned pill room. I didn’t expect that instead of learning to read with the instructor, he started cultivating first!"

As they walked, they all sighed.

"I remember the Peak Master saying that the little beggar’s spiritual roots were very poor, and his cultivation speed would be very slow." At this point, Zhu Hanwei spoke up.

"That’s right! With such poor spiritual roots, my cultivation speed should definitely be faster than his. No, I have to hurry back and cultivate." Reminded by Zhu Hanwei, a round-faced child slapped his thigh and proudly raised his head.

After speaking, the round-faced child looked at the Peiyuan Pills in his hand and ran like the wind to his residence.

Seeing this, the other children followed suit, sprinting to their residences.

Soon, only Zhu Hanwei was left standing there. He had no spiritual roots, and his cultivation speed was definitely slower than Su Shier’s.

Looking back at the Medicine Pavilion and then at Su Shier walking on the mountain path, Zhu Hanwei hesitated for a moment, looked down at the object in his chest, gritted his teeth, and ran after Su Shier.

"Wait, Senior Brother, wait for me!"

"Huh? What do you want?" Su Shier walked on his own, and it took him a while to realize that someone was calling him. Only then did he stop and look at the person.

"Senior Brother, I want to buy some Peiyuan Pills from you!" Zhu Hanwei was panting heavily but smiled brightly when he saw Su Shier.

"Buy Peiyuan Pills? Why do you think I would sell you the spirit pills?" Su Shier was somewhat surprised and looked at Zhu Hanwei with astonishment.

"Peiyuan Pills are mainly for ordinary people without cultivation. For cultivators, the effect is much weaker. Therefore, many Senior Brothers with cultivation in the sect will trade the Peiyuan Pills they receive each year for money or other cultivation resources!"

Zhu Hanwei immediately smiled and explained.

So that’s how it is. It seems this little fatty, who serves as a pill child for the Peak Master, has learned quite a bit!

Su Shier’s heart stirred upon hearing this.

Peiyuan Pills are indeed of little use to him now. If he could trade them for something else, it wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Thinking this, he didn’t show any signs of it and continued to ask, "If I’m not mistaken, you don’t have spiritual roots, right? Why do you need so many Peiyuan Pills?"

"Being without spiritual roots just means that the spiritual roots are obscured and cannot naturally manifest. With the help of pills, there is still a chance for them to manifest. Peiyuan Pills are one of them."

"However, the spiritual roots born with the help of pills are usually not very strong. Therefore, no immortal sect would waste resources on cultivating them."

Zhu Hanwei didn’t hide anything and smiled, explaining what he knew.

Su Shier narrowed his eyes, recalling how his perception of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had become clearer after taking a large number of high-grade Peiyuan Pills. He immediately knew that what Zhu Hanwei said was true.

Nodding, he continued, "Selling you a few pills isn’t impossible. What price are you willing to pay?"

"High-grade Peiyuan Pills are priced at one hundred silver taels each in the trading square. If Senior Brother is willing to sell, I’ll pay one hundred and twenty silver taels each." Zhu Hanwei’s spirits lifted, and he quickly smiled.

"Trading square? The one on Yi Huan Mountain?" Su Shier raised an eyebrow, remembering that the sect handbook mentioned it.

To the east of the sect is Yi Huan Mountain, where there is a trading square for the disciples of the various peaks to trade.

"Exactly!" Zhu Hanwei nodded quickly and said, "I also have some small items I’ve collected recently. If Senior Brother is interested, you can use them for trade."

As he spoke, he reached into his chest and pulled out a small package. Opening it, a pile of miscellaneous items was revealed.

Su Shier then realized that this guy wasn’t as fat as he looked; he had been carrying a small bag in his stomach all along.

Glancing quickly, he saw that the items included broken swords, animal skins, animal bones, and even a few unknown books.

His gaze fell on the books, and he picked them up to flip through them.

There were three books in total. One was an unknown miscellaneous record. The other two were martial arts manuals for cultivation in the secular world.

Seeing Su Shier’s gaze on the three books, Zhu Hanwei was secretly delighted but maintained a serious expression.

"Senior Brother has a keen eye. This miscellaneous record is said to have been written by a powerful cultivator during his travels. I spent five hundred silver taels just to get this!"

"Then there are these two martial arts manuals, Bagua Eight Extremes Fist and Shadowless Illusory Step. These are our Zhu family’s ancestral secrets. Once mastered, they can shatter mountains and leave no trace on snow! They are invaluable treasures outside!"

As he spoke, Zhu Hanwei’s saliva flew as he began to exaggerate.