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Chapter 47: Soaring Through the Void, Return of the Great Peng
Chapter 47: Soaring Through the Void, Return of the Great Peng
Luo Chen wanted to tell Wang Yuan about the recent events.
However, over the following days, Wang Yuan seemed to have vanished without a trace.
Luo Chen didn’t dare to leave the inner city recklessly, so he asked Elder Chen Daoist to look for Wang Yuan.
But Elder Chen Daoist couldn’t find Wang Yuan at his house either.
The door was tightly shut, as if no one had lived there for a long time.
Luo Chen was helpless and had to keep the matter to himself.
As for betting?
Was he Luo Chen, the kind of person who would profit from his brother’s life-and-death situation? "Forget it, forget it."
"There’s not much I can do anyway. Instead of worrying unnecessarily, I should focus on improving myself."
Late at night, Luo Chen took a Qi Nourishing Pill and continued his cultivation.
He was almost at the fifth level of Qi Refinement, which would mark him as a genuine mid-stage Qi Refiner.
The fourth level was still too weak, and using magical weapons for prolonged battles was challenging.
In the days that followed, Luo Chen returned to his regular routine of alchemy and cultivation.
His proficiency with the Marvel Pill had reached the Mastery level, giving him a success rate of thirty percent, and the pill’s quality had improved to the Mid-grade.
After refining the first batch, Luo Chen had some thoughts.
Should he raise the price?
Previously, he could sell Low-grade pills for five spirit stones each, and now that they were Mid-grade, a price increase was justified.
In theory, raising the price wasn’t unreasonable.
But Kang Dongyue’s words made him realize that a sudden price hike might not be the best idea.
The price of the Marvel Pill was already on the high side, mainly due to its unique effects.
Moreover, the purchasing power of Qi Refiners was limited, and a higher price might deter potential customers.
"The improvement from Mid-grade is too small. Raising the price would only lose the loyal customers I’ve worked hard to cultivate."
"Besides, what I’m earning now is enough to support my cultivation."
"I’ll consider raising the price when the Marvel Pill reaches the High-grade and undergoes a significant quality change."
After much deliberation, Luo Chen temporarily set the pricing strategy for his flagship product.
With a clear plan in mind, he felt less urgency in everything he did.
Time flowed by in a relaxed and unhurried manner.
The neighbors in the courtyard interacted much less.
Luo Chen guessed this was because the Dahe Market was becoming increasingly bustling.
Even though he rarely went out, he could feel the palpable excitement in the air whenever he ventured into the streets.
Everyone was looking forward to the official opening of the Dao Debate Platform, which would bring the battles of cultivators into the open, under the watchful eyes of the public. This was a thrilling prospect.
Events like killing for treasure or ambushing for loot sounded exciting, but they didn’t involve ordinary people much.
More and more outsiders were coming to the Dahe Market, either because they were of high cultivation or because they were wealthy.
Their influx had multiplied the local cultivators’ business.
What used to be small markets on the 1st, 4th, and 7th of the month, and a large market at the beginning of the month, was now almost a daily small market, each as lively as the previous large markets.
The sky over the outer city was filled with countless Astral Light Beams of various colors.
The outsiders seemed to have no concept of being low-key, or perhaps they didn’t think this remote rural market had anyone worth being low-key for.
Luo Chen, however, became even more low-key during this period, venturing out less and less.
During this time, Gu Caiyi returned once.
Yes, she had been staying at the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion all this while.
It was said that the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion would participate in the "Performance Gala" for the opening of the Dao Debate Platform.
One of the main performers would be the Feathered Garment Pavilion, where Gu Caiyi was based.
This would be a great opportunity to gain fame and prestige.
If she performed well, her status at the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion would rise.
Once her reputation spread, the cultivators who came to spend would be even more generous.
The late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from Ailao Mountain, Fei Baiwen, who had been very generous to her, rarely came to the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion to spend lavishly anymore.
"He’s here for important business. The construction of the Dao Debate Platform was a significant effort by Ailao Mountain. With the opening coming up, he needs to be more cautious to avoid any mistakes. Losing face would be a problem for the Jade Peak Sword Sect, but losing prestige would be a bigger issue for Ailao Mountain."
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These were Gu Caiyi's exact words.
In response, Luo Chen could only sigh. Even being a contractor in the immortal realm was no easy feat!
Creak.
The sound of the main door opening echoed through the courtyard. Luo Chen, who was practicing the Wind Riding Technique, jumping up and down, froze in place.
At this hour, who would be coming back?
Then, in the next moment, he saw a man and a woman staring in shock at him, who was standing on the roof.
"Little thief, you dare to break into my home? You're courting death!"
A roar of anger, followed by a golden mace flying towards him.
Luo Chen was stunned. Wasn't combat forbidden in the inner city?
But despite his shock, his reaction was lightning-fast.
With the Perfect-grade Soaring Freedom Technique, combined with the Wind Riding Technique, he soared into the sky like a great roc.
At the last moment, just as the golden mace was about to hit him, he retreated several steps, like a swallow making a sharp turn.
This kind of air-walking, graceful and free movement, left the middle-aged, imposing man in the courtyard momentarily stunned.
"Good little thief, you've got some skills!"
As he spoke, he formed a hand seal, preparing to use another technique.
But the beautiful woman beside him stopped him, whipping out a blue long whip that caught the golden mace mid-air.
"Lady, what are you doing?"
The woman in court attire shot him a glare. "Liangchen, can't you see he's a resident of the courtyard?"
Only then did Qin Liangchen notice that the courtyard had a more lived-in feel.
The previously vacant rear house was now open, clearly occupied.
Combining this with what Sun Shou had told them about a young new neighbor, it was clear that the young man in the air was that neighbor.
"Come down!" Qin Liangchen called out.
Luo Chen, still shaken from the near-miss, hovered in the air. That golden mace had been terrifying.
If he had been hit, he would have been either dead or severely injured.
"Who are you? In broad daylight, you dare to break into someone's home. Such reckless behavior—do you think the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect is without people?"
"Hey, you little—!" Qin Liangchen glared.
But before he could finish, the beautiful woman interrupted him.
"Enough, stop fooling around."
"Is this Luo Chen, Daoist friend? We are the Qin couple from the west wing. Come down, please!"
Phew!
Luo Chen exhaled a deep breath and gracefully landed.
He had already guessed their identities when the woman called out "Liangchen."
At the stone table in the courtyard.
The three of them sat on stone stools and introduced themselves.
The atmosphere was surprisingly not awkward, and it seemed they had formed a bond through their misunderstanding.
The beautiful woman, or rather, Murong Qinglian, explained.
Their son, Qin Xiaohu, had passed the entrance trials and successfully joined the Falling Cloud Sect.
After a few months there, they were confident he would be safe, so they returned to the Great River Market.
After all, their roots and livelihood were here.
They couldn't just abandon everything to accompany their son to the sect, living off thin air!
"That's truly a cause for celebration. Perhaps in a few decades, the Qin family will have a Foundation Establishment cultivator."
Luo Chen spoke politely.
But it was clear that his words struck a chord with the Qin couple.
Who wouldn't want their son to have a smooth and successful path ahead?
Qin Liangchen chuckled and patted Luo Chen on the shoulder.
"You're not bad yourself. Despite only being at the Fourth Rank of Qi Condensation, you managed to dodge my two maces."
His words were sincere, without a hint of flattery.
Luo Chen's performance had genuinely surprised him.
Luo Chen grimaced. "It looked easy, but I was scared out of my wits just now."
"That was indeed my husband's fault. He's a rough man, but he held back. Don't take it to heart, Daoist friend."
Murong Qinglian smiled and pulled out a wooden puppet shaped like a pangolin from her storage bag.
"A small gift, it’s nothing much. Consider it an apology."
Luo Chen waved his hand. "No need, we've already formed a bond through this misunderstanding. No need for an apology."
He said this, but his hand was already on the wooden puppet.
Playing with the pangolin-like puppet, he asked curiously, "Is this a magical tool?"
(End of Chapter)
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