noffsinger Chapter 97 Meeting an Old Friend
Chapter 97 Meeting an Old Friend
After finishing his training, he first went to the puppet workshop.
A brand-new Fiery Archer stood in the corner, emanating a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy.
Next to it were three small jade bottles containing recently refined inferior pills, mainly Marrow Cleansing Pills and Rejuvenation Pills.
Then, he walked to the edge of the spirit pool.
The second batch of Qingyun carp fry has grown to over a foot tall, their scales shimmering with a faint bluish-green light, swimming in groups in the pond, full of vitality.
His carefully formulated feed, along with the occasional injection of a tiny bit of life force, allowed these spirit fish to grow at a rate and in quality far exceeding the norm.
The two acres of spiritual fields next to it are covered with blood-coagulating flowers that have grown to half a person's height. The leaves are thick and fleshy, with a faint blood-red sheen flowing through the veins. They are growing well and will take several years to mature, but their future is promising.
"The same type of first-grade mid-level spirit fish is raised by myself. The income, freedom and development potential are many times better than when I was a fisherman in the Lu family."
Looking at the land that belonged to him, Yang Changsheng felt a sense of security and accomplishment.
These are all things he created himself, and he will not be subject to anyone's control.
Back in his quiet room, he spread out his account books and began to calculate the year's income and expenses:
Income items:
Blazing Archer Puppet: 12 units produced per year, selling for 88 spirit stones each, costing 39 spirit stones per unit.
Net profit: 588 spirit stones
Spirit Pool Profits: 300 Tier 1 Mid-Grade Azure Cloud Carp annually, each selling for 80 Spirit Pearls. Fish fry, feed, and basic maintenance costs approximately 90 Spirit Stones.
Net profit: 150 spirit stones
Waste pill purification: The source is scarce, and the effort required is limited, with an annual net income of approximately 340 spirit stones.
Total income: 1,078 low-grade spirit stones
Expenses: Cultivation resources, elixirs, spiritual food, etc.: approximately 280 spirit stones
Rent: 350 spirit stones
Total expenditure: 630 spirit stones
Annual surplus: 448 spirit stones
Looking at the income and expenditure situation, Yang Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.
While this is far less profitable than making a fortune during the war in Bishuihu Market, it is more stable, safe, and sustainable.
It's a world of difference compared to when I worked for the Lu family.
"With steady progress and a solid foundation, life... still has hope."
Yang Changsheng closed the ledger, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
The path of spiritual practice emphasizes a balance between exertion and relaxation.
After a year of hard work, it's time to reward yourself.
He decided to dispose of all the newly made Fiery Archers, the refined substandard pills, and the Azure Cloud Carp from the Spirit Pool that met the market standards.
Then, go to the most famous Jade Palace in the market and enjoy a delicious spiritual meal.
The transaction went smoothly.
The Fiery Archer successfully made a purchase at Steward Qian's place in Wanbaoge, and the spirit stones were successfully pocketed.
The inferior pills were sold to a familiar small medicine shop, while the spirit fish were bought up by a restaurant for 85 spirit pearls each.
Carrying nearly two thousand low-grade spirit stones, Yang Changsheng strolled towards the city center.
The Jade Palace truly lives up to its name.
The magnificent nine-story building stands in the most bustling part of the market, with carved railings and jade steps, shimmering with light and color.
Stepping inside is like entering another world.
The interior space is extremely large and cleverly divided into different areas.
There are quiet and elegant garden pavilions, garden pavilions adorned with exotic flowers and plants, and waterside pavilions suspended above the blue waves, with the faint sound of silk and bamboo instruments drifting in.
The attendants were all young male and female cultivators with good looks and high cultivation levels. They were elegant in demeanor and provided excellent service.
Yang Changsheng chose a private seat by the window, which overlooked a small lotus pond.
He ordered several signature spiritual dishes: a dish of Pearl Stewed Spiritual Rhinoceros made with Jade Crystal Rice and low-level demon beast meat, a Hundred Treasures Nourishing Spirit Soup made with more than a dozen kinds of spiritual fungi, and a pot of warm and mellow Jade Stream Spiritual Tea.
The aroma of the spiritual food and its pure spiritual energy eased the tension that had gripped his heart for the past year.
As the delicacies entered my mouth, their spiritual energy dissolved, nourishing my meridians and soothing the weariness of a year of arduous cultivation.
Just as Yang Changsheng was savoring the rich and fragrant "Hundred Treasures Nourishing Soup" and his mind was beginning to relax.
A clear, bell-like sound, with a familiar yet lively charm, pierced through the melodious music in the elegant hall and reached his ears accurately.
"Senior Yang? It really is you!"
Yang Changsheng looked up at the sound and saw a bright yellow figure gracefully leap down the carved wooden stairs leading to the upstairs private room.
The newcomer was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender figure, exquisite body, and curvaceous curves. Her pale yellow silk dress accentuated her snow-white skin, making her look like the finest mutton fat jade, which shone brightly under the soft, ethereal light circulating in the restaurant.
Her long, jet-black hair, like the finest silk, flowed smoothly over her shoulders, swaying gently with her slender waist and light, graceful steps.
Her large, expressive eyes opened wide in surprise, reflecting light and clear as autumn water.
Her nose was delicate and small, her lips were naturally red without any makeup, and her pearly teeth were slightly exposed. Her features were so exquisite that she looked like a fairy in a painting, without a single flaw.
It was Ye Qingxian, the quirky little alchemist whom Su Wanqing had taken on as a disciple on behalf of her master.
Several years had passed since I last saw her, and she had blossomed from a slightly naive girl into an exceptionally beautiful young woman, with her cultivation level also advancing to the fourth level of Qi Refining.
Her body was surrounded by a unique fragrance as light as lotus leaves, like the scent of grass after rain mixed with the fragrance of some kind of herb, adding to her otherworldly charm.
Like a lively nightingale, the girl hopped over to Yang Changsheng's table in a few steps and unceremoniously pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down.
"Hehe, I knew it looked like you from afar, Senior Yang! You've come to Qianxue Market too? And you're enjoying yourself here at Yuque Mansion? Looks like you're living a good life!"
Ye Qingxian rested her chin on her hands, curiously examining the dishes on the table, then looked up at Yang Changsheng, her eyes filled with the joy of reunion.
Three years have passed since they last met, and the other person is still the same calm, handsome young man.
Her tone still carried the girlish charm and familiarity that came with youth, as if the two had known each other for a long time.
Looking at the bright young girl in front of him, Yang Changsheng instantly recalled the scene of their first meeting.
Su Wanqing's gentle smile, and the focused and curious look on the little girl's face as she played with the puppet cat he had given her.
He put down his jade chopsticks, a gentle smile appearing on his face: "Young friend Ye, it's been a long time. Your cultivation has improved considerably, congratulations! And how have you been, Fellow Daoist Su?"
He asked about Su Wanqing, which was the most natural bond between the two.
When her master was mentioned, Ye Qingxian blinked her bright eyes, her playful expression softening slightly, and a complex emotion flashed across her face.
"Sister Su...she's doing so well now! Absolutely wonderful!"
She pouted slightly, lowered her voice, and carried a hint of melancholy and stubbornness.
"Oh." Yang Changsheng raised an eyebrow, showing a look of great interest.
Among the Immortal Path Mutual Aid Association, apart from Liu Xiaoying, whose family background is mysterious and unpredictable, the other party has the fastest growth rate. When they last met, she had already reached the perfected eighth level of Qi Refining.