Lesser Pure Spirit Jade Liquid Elixir Scripture

An hour later.

Outside the Cui Shu Lou (Green Comb Pavilion).

More than ten ordinary servants carried the wooden box full of pills and elixirs to the carriage, ready to transport it to the warehouse outside the building.

The entire harvesting process was then coming to an end.

Amidst the crowd, Yu Shunan frowned slightly, intently surveying the busy throng.

He paused several times, especially on Zhao Dengke and the manager surnamed Huang, but still couldn't find anything wrong with them.

"Could it be that I'm overthinking it?"

Meanwhile, Zhao Dengke had already instructed his servants to load the two large boxes of "inferior" pills and elixirs he had selected onto a carriage, preparing to send them to the mortal world for processing later.

Seeing this scene.

After pondering for a moment, Yu Shunan walked over with a cold expression.

"Senior Brother Yan has entrusted me with an important task. With the interests of Cui Shu Lou at stake, we must be wary!"

Upon noticing Yu Shunan approaching from the carriage, Zhao Dengke immediately stopped what he was doing, turned around, and smiled:

"Junior Sister Yu, is there something you need?"

Yu Shunan showed no emotion, merely glancing at the two large, tightly wrapped wooden crates, and said:

"Has Senior Brother Zhao carefully examined both of these materials?"

"What does Junior Sister Yu mean by this?"

"It was just a casual question, please don't take it to heart, senior brother."

Yu Shunan smiled slightly, revealing two shallow dimples, making her look exceptionally approachable.

Then she raised her delicate hand, as if to lift a corner of the curtain.

Seeing this, Zhao Dengke exchanged a glance with the manager surnamed Huang beside him. Seeing the other man gently shake his head, he felt a little relieved.

A moment later, Yu Shunan lowered the curtain, withdrew her fingers, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, neither gratified nor mocking.

Her cherry lips parted slightly, as if she still wanted to say something.

Just then, a disciple in charge rushed over, calling out:

"Senior Sister Yu!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Shunan turned around in confusion, only to hear the disciple in charge continue:

"Senior Sister, the manager said that there are some trivial matters that need to be handled and resolved by Senior Sister Yu, so he ordered me to invite Senior Sister upstairs to discuss them in detail."

"Does Senior Brother Yan need my assistance?"

Yu Shunan was taken aback at first, then a different kind of light flashed in her almond-shaped eyes, and she smiled slightly, saying:

"Thank you for your trouble, junior brother. I'll go right away."

After saying this, the two went into the building one after the other.

Although Zhao Dengke had not yet figured out the situation, he knew that this was a good opportunity, so he immediately waved in a certain direction.

The next moment, a servant drove a carriage and arrived here unnoticed.

The two of them immediately flipped over and jumped onto each other's carriage.

He glanced at the two large wooden crates behind him. Although they looked no different from the previous ones, the quality of the goods inside was completely different.

This is something that cannot be discussed with outsiders.

Zhao Dengke glanced subtly at Zhao Qingyun and the direction where Huang Zaiyuan was.

He saw the two men nod slightly, and then he sighed, drove the carriage away from this area, and headed towards Xuchunfang.

In the crowd, Cui Yong kept a close eye on the movements over there.

Upon realizing that Zhao Dengke had left, he immediately made an excuse and quickly left Cui Shu Lou as well.

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The second floor of Cui Shu Lou.

No sooner had Cui Yuan left than Yu Shunan entered the lobby with great interest.

After seeing Yan Chen's back, his expression unconsciously became restrained, and he said softly:

"I wonder why you summoned me, Senior Brother?"

Yan Chen turned around and looked at his overly serious junior sister who had almost ruined things, and sighed inwardly.

But she smiled and said:

"There's nothing special, it's just that I really can't keep up with all these account books and documents. If you have the capacity, please do it for me."

"what?"

Yu Shunan glanced at the mountain of documents and ledgers on the desk, and words of disappointment almost escaped her lips.

"You summoned me here specifically, and this is it?"

……

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Outside Xuchunfang, a dense forest path leads to a nearby ordinary town.

Zhao Dengke sat upright in the carriage, holding the reins, his gaze fixed on the surrounding crowd before settling on the leader. He frowned and said:

"Cui Yong, what do you mean by this? Have you been blinded by greed and are plotting to harm your fellow disciples and seize the Jade Sleeve Sect's resources?"

"What a huge hat, my senior brother Zhao!"

Cui Yong shrugged and said in a mocking tone:

"Don't misunderstand, we've come here not to make things difficult for you, Zhao Dengke."

Having said that, Cui Yong took out a handwritten note from his sleeve, showed it to the other party, and said aloud:

"The shopkeeper has recently become obsessed with alchemy and intends to start refining pills. If he were to use the finest medicinal herbs as materials, it would be a waste, which would be a great pity!"

"Therefore, I was ordered to come and deliver the 'inferior' medicinal herbs that I have collected back to Cui Shu Lou."

"From then on, after each harvest by Cui Shu Lou, these inferior pills and elixirs were no longer left to the Zhao and Huang families to handle!"

"Senior Brother Zhao, did you understand?"

Zhao Dengke's expression changed slightly. He gripped the reins tightly and said in a hoarse voice:

"Why should I trust you with just a few words?"

"Do you think I would joke around using Manager Yan's name?"

Cui Yong pressed on relentlessly, his tone gradually turning cold:

"Or have you done something wrong that makes you afraid to present these two boxes of supplies to Manager Yan?"

"this……"

Zhao Dengke remained silent for a long time, then finally sighed in despair and dropped the reins.

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An hour later.

Inside Xuchunfang, in a shop belonging to the Zhao family.

The street was bustling with people, making it extremely noisy.

"This is clearly a deliberate attack! They're courting death!"

Inside the shop, Zhao Qingyun slammed his fist on the table, causing the flimsy table to collapse and break instantly.

Although he had never practiced Qi cultivation, he possessed ordinary martial arts skills, and his angry punches were quite intimidating.

Across the table, Zhao Dengke hung his head, not uttering a word.

Even though he was already a cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining, he still dared not offend his father.

Huang Zaiyuan stepped forward, his face also clouded with worry, yet he still rationally analyzed the situation:

"Now that Qu Ying and Yan Mo's intentions are unclear, they've instead appointed a greenhorn as manager, putting both our families at a disadvantage."

"Fine, bringing this up now might not be a bad thing for either of us."

"What insightful opinion does Brother Huang have?"

Huang Zaiyuan smiled and said:

"The interception of pills and elixirs will not affect you and me, but Zeng Deya!"

"Thinking back to how he used to boss us around and order us around, he didn't care about the interests of the Zhao and Huang families at all."

"Now, this might make him anxious, making him realize that without our two families, how could the Qing Sheng Sect alone extend its reach to Xu Chun Fang?"

"Brother Huang means..."

"If he can do something like using one tiger to devour another, why can't we?"

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……

That night.

Cui Shu Lou, two stories.

Warm and fragrant quiet room.

Yan Chen moved with a carefree and lighthearted air, his wide sleeves drooping and his robes swaying as he stepped to the crane-head lamp and lit a stick of incense.

In an instant, a calming and soothing fragrance wafted over.

The bed was covered with smooth brocade, and underneath it were dozens of exquisite porcelain bottles, as well as more than ten kinds of rare and strange medicinal herbs and spiritual materials.

Yan Chen came to the bedside, shook his sleeves, sat cross-legged, and took out a not-so-thin book from his sleeve.

He thought to himself:

"Supervisor Cui is quite thoughtful. Although it is his personal collection accumulated over the years, he has clearly sent over an original copy of the 'Alchemy Classic,' which must be one of his private collections."

"The reason he didn't choose to copy it is probably because he was worried that I would suspect him of making things up."

"Even if we only get 10% of the profits, it's not a loss!"

Yan Chen smiled nonchalantly and looked down at the book in his hand.

Then a few simple, archaic characters came into view—

The Lesser Pure Jade Elixir Classic!

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