182 Successful Pill refinement (3)
Although Xiaoqian Mountain was a gathering place for individual cultivators, it was difficult for early-stage Qi Refinement Realm cultivators to survive here, and the mid-stage Qi Refinement Realm cultivators made up the majority of the population.
However, there were now early-stage Qi Refinement Realm cultivators on each peak.
"Old Gu Zi, you can’t keep doing this.”
Jiang Ming was at the door of a simple and crude little courtyard.
"I know, I know.” Old Gu Zi was hunched and had a head full of white hair. Only fifteen years had passed. However, he seemed to have aged thirty years. His clothes were extremely worn out, and he looked like he was dying. His eyes were dull and lifeless.
"Please give me ten more days! Just ten days,” Old Gu Zi begged.
Jiang Ming stared at Old Gu Zi for a long time, then sighed and said in a faint voice, “Old Gu Zi, you and I are good friends. However, rules are rules. If you can’t pay for the rain in ten days, I’ll take away your one acre of spirit rice!”
Old Gu Zi was stunned and wanted to say something. However, Jiang Ming had already turned around and left.
Old Gu Zi stood there in a daze. A moment later, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes walked out of the courtyard and said with a frown, “Father, don’t you have a good relationship with that person? Why is he so unkind?”
"Ah… I think our friendship has almost run its course.” Old Gu Zi sighed.
He suddenly felt regretful. Mortgaging a cave abode did not seem like a good idea anymore. He had imagined that he would work and hand in the spirit stones on time. However, in reality, it was not the case at all.
The middle-aged man snorted coldly. “In the world of immortal cultivation, only power has the greatest say! He’s just a small cultivator who’s stuck at the fifth level of the Qi Refinement Realm. When I break through to the late stage of the Qi Refinement Realm, he’ll be begging to work for us!”
Old Gu Zi was shocked. He quickly covered his son’s mouth and said in a low voice, “Are you crazy? He is now the only alchemist in the Plant Hall. Although he’s not a high-level cultivator, with his connections, he can take away our land with a single word. Don’t talk nonsense.”
The middle-aged man’s face was full of indignation, but he did not dare say anything more.
* * *
On the mountain road, Jiang Ming’s eyes were calm. It was not that he was cruel, however, in Xiaoqian Mountain, being too kind would only bring trouble.
"Good morning, Master Jiang!”
Along the way, he passed by some of his acquaintances and all of them greeted him politely.
Jiang Ming smiled and returned their greetings. Fifteen years had passed, and his alchemy skills had improved a lot. His success rate was now more than 50%.
Although he pretended to be a low-level cultivator, the Plant Hall supported him. Thus, no one caused trouble for him.
"Jiang Ming. Let’s drink tonight!”
Suddenly, Duan Ping flew over.
"We have a new member! They’ve also mastered the Misty Rain Technique!”
"Oh? That’s good news; we should drink!”
Jiang Ming laughed. He was happy to see this. The more skilled farmers there were, the easier his work would be, although there was not much work to do in the first place.
However, when he arrived at the Jade Pavilion, he realized that the newcomer was actually a woman.
"I’m He Xiaowan. I’m a level five Qi Refinement Realm cultivator. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
It was a woman in a purple dress. She seemed very elegant and well-spoken.
However, Jiang Ming did not care about this. Instead, he found that this woman was also hiding her true level of cultivation.
