Can’t Be Arrogant
Xiao Qi’er was stumped. She had never considered this. She had three types of spiritual root aptitude. The Golden Sun Sect was the best place to cultivate. If it wasn’t for that inner sect disciple, she wouldn’t have appeared in the Spring Embroidery Pavilion, let alone meet a middle-aged Qi Refinement intermediate stage cultivator.
High-grade Talisman Masters could indeed earn a lot of spirit stones every year. Their status was not weak among the rogue cultivators, but compared to the potential of the Golden Sun Sect disciples, it was not enough.
Not to mention the inner disciples, just the outer sect disciples who could join the city’s law enforcement patrol team were slightly better in terms of connections and resources. Not to mention that this person in front of her had yet to officially become a high-grade Talisman Master.
And she was to be a concubine. If he was an alchemist, she could still consider it.
Xiao Qi’er remained silent. Shen Ping smiled indifferently and stood up to leave. Xiao Qi’er came back to her senses and hurriedly stood up. She bowed. “Senior Shen, I’m sorry.”
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In the front hall.
Shopkeeper Chen, who was behind the counter, saw Shen Ping coming out and asked enthusiastically, “Fellow Daoist Shen, how is it? The daughter of my good friend is not bad, right?”
Shen Ping smiled and cupped his hands. “I appreciate Shopkeeper Chen’s kindness. I still have some matters to attend to at home. I’ll take my leave first.”
Shopkeeper Chen was stunned. He only reacted when Shen Ping walked out of the Spring Embroidery Pavilion. He frowned and quickly walked to the backyard. “Qi’er, what’s going on? You didn’t agree?” His tone was slightly unhappy. This matter was decided after a discussion with his boss. How could she let her temper run wild?
Xiao Qi’er quickly explained.
Shopkeeper Chen, on the other hand, was surprised. “That shouldn’t be the case. The treatment of an in-house talisman master is not low, and he can make connections with the boss. How can Fellow Daoist Shen refuse? Qi’er, are you sure you’ve explained everything clearly?”
Xiao Qi’er nodded immediately. “I’m sure.”
“You can go back first.”
“Yes.”
Shopkeeper Chen took out the Communication Talisman and told him the result.
“That’s unexpected.” The communication talisman quickly flashed, “Forget it, since I can’t rope him in, I’ll just maintain a normal cooperative relationship.”
Shopkeeper Chen was still unwilling to give up. “Boss, do you want to try again?”
“That won’t be necessary.”
Back in the front hall, Shopkeeper Chen sighed. He really thought highly of Fellow Daoist Shen. What a pity.
…
He strolled along the bustling streets of the market. Gusts of bone-chilling wind blew against his face. Shen Ping’s heart stirred. When he first met Xiao Qi’er, he had a good first impression of her.
Mellow and rich voice. Elegant and gentle. The other aspects were also more suitable.
Although he didn’t want to become an in-house Talisman Master in the Spring Embroidery Pavilion, the last question he asked had already expressed his attitude. If Xiao Qi’er was still willing to take him into consideration, then he didn’t mind paying a little.
However, it seemed that the other party did not fancy him. The reason why she was able to meet him and even agree to become his concubine was entirely because of the arrangements of the inner sect disciple behind her.
Everyone had their own thoughts and considerations. He could not force the will of others.
“Am I overestimating myself? Or did I become arrogant after breaking through to become a Level Two Talisman Master?”
This matter did not succeed. However, Shen Ping became alert. When he was weak, he could always remain calm and cautious. As his strength and status increased, it was inevitable that he would feel smug.
Once he didn’t notice it, this would often be a source of calamity in the future. A man’s inflated ego was never created in one go.
Thinking of this, he immediately examined himself. From the time he moved to Yunhe Alley until now, he had gone through all the details in his mind.
Eventually, Shen Ping heaved a long sigh. He had become arrogant. There was an obvious increase in the number of times he went out, and his worries in all aspects were greatly reduced. His protective measures were limited to dharma artifacts and robes, and his vigilance was reduced.
All these were secondary.
Most importantly, his thoughts and thoughts were no longer the same as when he was in Red Willow Alley. This was very scary. He only had one life. He didn’t think he could transmigrate again.
“I have to buy more talismans and medicinal pills. I should calm down for half a year before coming out.” Shen Ping took a deep breath and his eyes regained their determination. He walked towards the True Treasure Pavilion.
He returned to the small courtyard in Yunhe Alley. at the beginning of the afternoon.
The door closed. After eating, he began to make talismans and cultivate.
Late at night, he worked hard several times. His wife and concubine’s cheeks were rosy.
[You cultivated with your wife once and gained 0.4 Talisman Dao Experience Points.]
[Your wife is deeply in love with you. Current favorability: 100+80]
[Duo Cultivation Bonus: 6]
[Silver Bonus: 10]
[Talisman Master: Level Two Low-grade (7,864/150,000)]
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[You cultivated with your Dao Companion once and obtained a metal-type spiritual root aptitude+2. Wood-type spiritual root aptitude+2]
[Current Dao Companion Favorability: 92]
[Duo Cultivation Bonus: 3]
[Metal Spiritual Root: High Grade (12,491/50,000)]
[Wood Spiritual Root: High-grade (12,383/50,000)]
He looked at the changes in his attribute panel.
Shen Ping felt extremely at ease.
He still had some time left in the four hours he spent having sex with his wife and concubine four times. His wife had two bonuses. Although the experience in the Dao of Talisman after the second level decreased every time he obtained it, he obtained 96 experience points every day. Dao companion only had one bonus, and the spiritual root aptitude increase every day was 24 points.
At this speed, he would be able to break through to the top-grade with his metal and wood spiritual roots in more than four years.
Now, the transformation of the high-grade spiritual root had greatly increased Shen Ping’s cultivation speed. After consuming medicinal pills and spiritual liquid, the absorption efficiency of his body was far greater than that of the cultivators of the other four elements.
For example, his concubine, Bai Yuying, had yet to break through to the second level of Qi Refinement with the help of the medicinal pills he provided. On the other hand, he was at the fifth level of Qi Refinement. If his spiritual roots had not changed in the past, he was afraid that his spiritual energy would not have increased significantly even after several years of cultivation.
But now, he could clearly feel the spiritual energy in his body constantly increasing almost every two or three days of meditation. If he broke through to the top-grade, the effect of absorbing spiritual liquid and medicinal pills should be even stronger. As for how much it would increase, there was no example to refer to, so it was difficult for him to judge.
“Foundation Establishment before the age of sixty is a threshold. Although Fellow Daoist Mu’s words were unpleasant last time, what she said was the truth. It’s not that there are no old Foundation Establishment cultivators, but the chances of success are too low. I can’t count on luck. There’s not much time left for me.”
Thinking of this, Shen Ping felt a sense of urgency. He was already in his forties. Even if he spent spirit stones to buy resources, it would take some time for him to advance to the later stages of Qi Refinement. Once he exceeded 60 years old, whether he could build his foundation depended on his looks.
“The safest and best way is to continue taking concubines.” Shen Ping pondered. He had to take a concubine. After all, the reason for his current change was mainly because he had dual cultivated with his wife and concubine.
However, there were too many uncertainties in relying on other people’s introductions. Shopkeeper Chen’s matter was a lesson.
“Should I look for Matchmaker Ceng again? Or should I make do with Fellow Daoist Yu?”
He subconsciously glanced at the floor in the room.
In the past two months, Yu Yan rarely stayed in Yunhe Alley, but compared to before, she basically came back every half a month. If nothing unexpected happened, she would be back in two days.