It Has Nothing to Do with You

"Then... what risks might this kind of alchemy furnace pose?"

The shopkeeper paused for a moment, then slowly said, "I don't recommend you buy this. There's a low-grade alchemy furnace up ahead, which is the best-selling product of the Medicine King Sect. Its quality is very stable. With the discount, it'll cost you 5,000 low-grade spirit stones, plus 5 free maintenance services, and you can pay in installments over 25 years."

Chen Lu shook his head, still wanting to know the risks.

The shopkeeper couldn't persuade Chen Lu otherwise, so he said, "If an ordinary alchemy furnace explodes, it can survive for a few years, and if you're lucky, it will be fine."

Very few of these were ever made, only a hundred, but the vast majority of them exploded within a year, and with tremendous power, leaving no trace of their remains.

I've been using this one for six months now. The supplier practically gave it to me as a gift, and I plan to keep it to maintain appearances; I won't sell it to others.

"Make it cheaper, I'll take it."

Chen Lu chose to believe in divination. If there was really a problem, it wouldn't be a risk-free auspicious sign; it would be a sign of greed for small gains, momentary pleasure, but ultimately a violent death.

The fact that some problems occur does not mean that all problems will occur.

Just like the Spirit-Attracting Crossbow last time, the crafter was very lucky. Except for the material, which was not as good as the original, it was almost identical in every other aspect.

Perhaps in this case, the weapon refiner had a sudden epiphany and unconsciously made some modifications, which happened to fix the problematic parts.

The shopkeeper had no choice; it was a case of one willing to give and the other willing to receive. He could only pray that Chen Lu was just an accident.

"Although this item is priced at 6,000 lower spirit coins, too many people have died, causing the price to drop significantly. It's practically being sold off for free, so the cost price is 3,000."

To prevent Chen Lu from disbelieving him, he even took out the invoice.

Although this thing can be faked, judging from the shopkeeper's current character, he is trustworthy.

Chen Lu didn't even glance at it, and directly pushed the invoice aside: "Just give me a price."

"Then... just give me a thousand spirit stones." The shopkeeper then said seriously, "This time, installments are not allowed; it must be paid in full at once."

Chen Lu nodded directly: "Alright, I demand that a contract be signed, and you are not allowed to disclose anything about me and the alchemy furnace to anyone."

"That's no problem."

The shopkeeper agreed without hesitation.

It's what he should do; even if he doesn't ask, he'll bring it up himself.

The trust built through word of mouth is one of the foundations that has allowed him to survive to this day amidst fierce competition from numerous Lingbao Pavilions.

After repaying the loan, the mysterious spiritual energy within his consciousness disappeared.

Chen Lu felt nothing, as if it had never existed at all.

However, if the loan is not repaid or is delayed, then it will manifest its existence and have a significant impact on the host.

Having signed the new spiritual contract, this time no profound spiritual energy surged into his sea of ​​consciousness, because he didn't need to abide by any rules, and naturally there were no constraints.

The alchemy furnace was about seven feet high and five feet wide, occupying more than two square meters of space.

Storage bags are expensive; a single square meter one costs nearly a thousand spirit coins. To store one of these, you would need three square meters of space.

Many cultivators use storage bags that were left to them by their parents or ancestors.

What Chen Lu possessed, however, was passed down from his parents and ancestors.

One for two parties and one for three parties, enough for the vast majority of cultivators.

He put the alchemy furnace into his storage bag, intending not to take it home for the time being.

After I take it to Master Li in Red Bamboo Immortal City, I'll see if he can give me some advice, and then I'll put it back home. Anyway, his storage bag can hold it all.

Time flies, and the Wang family acted quickly regarding the reforms, after all, it was spearheaded by the Elder of the Scripture Transmission and approved by the Clan Chief.

With these two titles in place, the reform of the escort agency has been arranged within the escort team and the family in just three days. Now they are just waiting to try it out for a period of time to see if any unexpected problems will arise.

At dawn, the caravan members received all the goods arranged by the families.

To prevent unauthorized transport, the escort agency specially dispatched two people to inspect the goods.

These were all unfamiliar faces; they had never seen any of the family members or those connected to the escort agency before.

However, these two have one thing in common: they are both very young.

According to seniority, he should call everyone "uncle".

They were just reaching adulthood, a time when they were full of vigor and impulsiveness.

Having not experienced the harsh realities of the cultivation world, his thoughts and actions are both naive and amusing.

Parents might turn a blind eye to what they do, because everyone has their own difficulties.

But deep down, their youthful pride wouldn't tolerate the slightest flaw. If there was a problem, they would point it out to the person in front of them and then report it to their family, asking them to punish them severely according to the family rules.

Instead of acting like a seasoned veteran, smiling and pretending to be surprised, and then accepting some "service fee."

The family chose them for this reason.

Everyone felt uneasy looking at the two arrogant young men.

The two men were about the same age as their son and daughter, but they addressed each other by their names.

For example: "You! Come here! Yes! Chen Lu, what are these? Why aren't they written on the delivery slip?"

"Who's in charge? Come here! The clan rules say..."

These people spoke in the same tone as the guards and law enforcement officers of Chizhu Immortal City, relying on the power granted to them by their families and showing no regard for verbal offense.

However, the difference is that in Chizhu Immortal City, as long as you give money, they will immediately become like brothers and best friends on the surface.

These two men, however, were completely unmoved and only listed two charges on the list: assault and bribery.

The onlookers were both angry and helpless.

Since everyone knows these people's parents and they have a good relationship with them, it's really not worth falling out over such a small matter.

Before the two young men left, the third镖头 (bodyguard/escort) couldn't help but ask:

"Um... excuse me, what happened to the Yuansheng Sect cultivators we captured last time?"

Yesterday, after Chen Lu shared the newly acquired intelligence about Yuanshengmen with the members of the escort team, everyone felt somewhat worried.

As the leader, the responsibility of inquiring about the follow-up matters fell to the Third Escort.

The family was busy implementing reforms a few days ago and had no time to deal with them.

I thought I'd ask before I left today, so that I could have a more relaxed journey and not be so anxious.

The two young men turned around, frowned, and coldly uttered a sentence:

"Just do your own thing; how you handle it is none of your business."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Everyone suppressed their anger and ultimately held back.

After the two left, the crowd began to discuss the matter.

Wang Sheng spat in anger and cursed:

"Damn it, even a peak Foundation Establishment level chief镖头 wouldn't talk to us like that."

Those two mere Qi Refining Level 2 brats, I could crush them with one hand! How dare they talk to us like that!

If it weren't for the fact that my surname is Wang, I would have killed him long ago!

The third镖头 patted his shoulder helplessly and comforted him:

"Never mind, never mind, their parents have had it tough too."

Isn't your son about the same age as them? Try to find a way to get him into the family's law enforcement hall too.

"Your son is more talented than them, and with our help, his promotion will be very fast. We'll get our revenge then!"

Upon learning that his family did not wish to disclose the outcome of their treatment of the Yuansheng Sect cultivators, Chen Lu sighed helplessly.

The family was unwilling to talk about it, so he had to find out on his own.

After silently taking a few pictures of the purification talisman, he silently recited the mantra in his mind.