Chapter 82 Don’t ask, there’s not much left “Who are you…?” the monk looked puzzled. Before Ruan Xing could speak, someone answered. "Hey, Senior Brother, I know. You may not know since you just returned to the sect not long ago. She is quite famous. She entered the inner sect after building her foundation at the age of six, and broke through to the middle stage of foundation building in less than four months. She will also participate in the Golden Stage Discussion this time." "So that's how it is." The monk suddenly realized that he had an impression of this incident, but he just couldn't remember it at the moment. That’s right, she is the only six-year-old foundation-building cultivator in the entire Xuanbing Sect. "My name is Ruan Xing." She introduced herself with a smile, then lowered her voice, "Just now I overheard that several of my fellow disciples were worried about healing pills. I prepared some here, and I can share them with you so that you won't waste our discussion time." "Thank you in advance, Junior Sister. But how should we compensate you for the price of this elixir?" the monk asked cautiously. "Brother." Another cultivator tugged at his sleeve and said, "Brother Xu from the inner sect also has a first-grade healing elixir, but it's five spirit stones more expensive than the previous price in the treasure pavilion." "I just wanted to help you out of your urgent need. I didn't mean to drive up the price. Didn't our treasure pavilion exchange 15 contribution points for a bottle of first-grade healing pill? Brother, just give me 15 spirit stones for one bottle." Ruan Xing took out a few bottles of pills and looked considerate. "It's just that there aren't many. I can only give you these few bottles." "We misunderstood Junior Sister. We are so rude." The monk lowered his head in shame and was about to take out the spirit stones to buy it. "Here are sixty spirit stones. Please help Junior Sister."
"No problem." Ruan Xing said with a smile. He took the spirit stone and was about to pass the four bottles of pills in his hand. Suddenly he realized it, looked carefully, changed a bottle, and said apologetically: "Sorry, I took the wrong one just now. That one is the second-grade one. OK, there is no problem this time. Please keep it well, Senior Brother." After the payment was made, Ruan Xing turned around and was about to leave, but the monk suddenly called her and said a little embarrassedly: "Wait a minute, Junior Sister, can you give me a bottle of that second-grade healing pill?" The effect of the first-grade healing pill is not as good as the second-grade one. If those who are in the early stage of foundation building only plan to show their skills in the preliminary examination, the first-grade one will be enough. But if they enter the re-examination and want to compete, they must prepare some second-grade healing pills. The monk had just returned from traveling outside and had accumulated a lot of contribution points, intending to use them to purchase elixirs. Unexpectedly, the treasure pavilion was out of stock. He didn't want to spend a high price to buy elixirs, nor did he want to leave the sect for fear of missing the preliminary test. He could only blame himself for not preparing in advance. Ruan Xing turned around and said with some embarrassment: "This... I can still prepare a little for the first grade, but I don't have much to prepare for the second grade. Senior brother also knows that I am young and inexperienced. I may not be able to prepare enough for the retest." "I can raise the price." The monk said sincerely, "I am willing to add another ten spirit stones, just ask Junior Sister to give me one bottle." Ruan Xing looked hesitant, but he didn't give in. The second-grade healing pill is priced at fifty contribution points in the Treasure Pavilion. For Ruan Xing, even if she sold the pills according to the marked price of the Treasure Pavilion, she would still make a profit, because she made the pills herself, and the only cost was the materials and time. Moreover, her pill success rate was very high, with almost no loss or waste. "Add twenty spirit stones, Junior Sister, please help me!" The monk drew closer to Ruan Xing, "Let's add a contact jade token. If you need any help in the future, I will never say no." "Well... okay then." Ruan Xing agreed with a painful look on his face. Five minutes later, Ruan Xing parted ways with several others, and there were already 110 low-grade spirit stones in his storage bag. Just as she walked a short distance, someone followed her and whispered, "Senior Sister, please give me a bottle of second-grade healing pill as well. I will match his price." Ruan Xing hesitated and said, "That's not good. I really don't have much left." The monk pleaded softly, his eyes full of need, "Senior Sister, please." Ruan Xing seemed to be moved. "Well, that's fine, but you must not spread it out. I really don't have much left." "Of course, of course." The monk agreed readily. A moment later, another deal was reached. After a round of shopping, Ruan Xing had sold almost half of the pills in his storage bag and earned more than 600 low-grade spirit stones.
Unfortunately, her initial investment was only more than 300 spirit stones and 150 contribution points. According to her estimation, apart from the pills she kept for her own use, she could earn about 1,100 spirit stones by selling all the rest, more than double. It sounds like being an alchemist is very profitable, but in fact it is because Ruan Xing's success rate is higher than that of ordinary alchemists, and it just happened that the second-grade pills of the Jintai Lundao had a premium, otherwise there would never be such a high return. But this was actually considered pretty good, because there were only more than ninety people participating in total. Ruan Xing sold pills to five or six people, and she planned to stop after selling for a while. After all, in a sect as large as Xuanbing Sect, it was unbelievable that the healing pills in the treasure pavilion were cleared out…The Golden Platform Discussion was an event held every ten years, and it was not an emergency. Could it be that the cultivators who managed the treasure pavilion didn't know that healing pills were in short supply at this time? They knew about it but did nothing, which only proves that it was intentional and someone wanted to sell the healing pills at a high price. Ruan Xing still remembered the introduction he heard when he rented a place in the outer sect. Jiaziyuan was inhabited by the elders of the outer sect and some clan members. Since there were clans in the outer sect, didn't the inner sect have any? It was just that the Xuanbing Sect was maintained too well on the surface. Even the clans could not directly enter the inner sect and had to start from the outer sect. It seemed fair, making people forget that the world was inherently unfair. However, the clans in Nanzhou are definitely different from those in Xizhou. As long as there is a foundation-building or golden elixir in the family, the clans in Nanzhou dare to call themselves a certain branch in the city. Ruan Xing didn't intend to attract too much attention. It would be enough for her to earn a little money to simulate the secret realm. If she got into trouble, she might have to waste simulation times to solve it, which would be a bit of a loss. Just as he was thinking about it, another monk approached stealthily. "Junior Sister Ruan, I just heard that you have a second-grade healing pill. May I ask..." Ruan Xing waved her hands quickly: "Don't ask, if you ask, there aren't many left." "That……" "But if you really want it, there's another bottle." "Junior sister, I want it!" …… "Brother Xu, I found out that there is a female cultivator named Ruan Xing who is selling healing pills. The price of first-grade healing pills is the same as before in the Treasure Pavilion, and the price of second-grade healing pills is only five spirit stones cheaper than ours." Xu Sixi rubbed his temples, half-closed his eyes and leaned back on the soft seat, "You are quite courageous, who is he?" "It is said that she comes from an ordinary family, with only elders in the Qi training stage. But she established her foundation at the age of six, and the head of the sect even ordered people to keep an eye on her." "It's her. How much did she sell?" "Nine bottles of second-grade healing pills have been sold, but she has set a purchase limit. Each cultivator can only buy one bottle of second-grade healing pill from her. There is nothing special about the first-grade pills. More than twenty bottles have been sold." Experienced cultivators had already prepared enough pills for their own use long before the discussion began, but they would not resell them and offend him, after all, his uncle was Elder Xu of the sect. Even if those inexperienced monks bought a bottle of second-grade healing pill, it would not be enough if they wanted to take the re-examination, so they still had to ask him to buy it. "She's quite sensible." Xu Sixi sneered, "But she dared to argue with me, so she needs to be taught a lesson." "That's right, Senior Brother." Xu Sixi pondered for a moment and said, "I heard that there were two geniuses in the outer sect this year, one is her, and the other is Xie Huai? They both participated in the Golden Stage Discussion, right? Let's arrange for them to face off in the first match. Arrange the other two matches as well, but don't make it too obvious, because there are people watching her from the Sect Master's side." "Yes, senior brother." Xu Sixi relaxed his body and half-leaned back on the soft seat, smiling comfortably, "Two geniuses...it would be fun if one of them had no chance to enter the secret realm..." …… After Ruan Xing finished selling the pills, he happily returned to his room and lay on the couch to count the spirit stones. "One thousand one hundred and five... Hey, I got it!" This cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage is richer than the cultivator in the Qi Condensation Stage. He will buy a bottle of elixir that costs sixty or seventy spirit stones without blinking an eye.
But this business can only be done once, and it will be unlikely to make such huge profits again in the future. With money in hand, Ruan Xing was not worried. She decided to be generous and do a text simulation first to try out the elements of the Golden Platform Discussion. If she failed to obtain the qualification to enter the secret realm, she could also go to the Spirit Mine to improve her cultivation or go to Xizhou to promote the culture of online dating. [Simulating] At the age of six, you signed up for the Xuanbing Sect's Golden Platform Forum. Your first opponent was Xie Huai. After a fierce battle, you exhausted your spiritual power in the formation and failed to hurt the opponent at all. You lost. In the second game, you met a physical cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. The opponent had a body of iron and steel. Your Lianyun Sword Technique could only cause minor flesh wounds to him. Once he caught you, your wrist bones would be broken, and your arms would be injured and you would not be able to hold the sword. You lost. You took second-grade healing pills to recover from your injuries, and finally were able to hold the sword and participate before the third round began. In the third game, you met a swordsman in the middle stage of foundation building. His sword skills were better than yours. You used the Lianyun Sword Technique but were always suppressed by him. As your wrist bone had not fully recovered, your sword-holding hand could not fully exert the power of the Lianyun Sword Technique, and you lost. After losing three competitions in a row, you left the sect in despair and chose to travel around. At the age of seven, you brought a sword and used the teleportation array to arrive in Xizhou. You used the shapeshifting technique to transform yourself into Xie Huai’s appearance, and imitated his tone and expression to begin to deceive the female cultivators in Xizhou. …… At the age of twenty-seven, you were caught, and amid the indignation of the heads of the Western Province families, you died. [End of simulation] Ruan Xing first selected a random skill and obtained the Shapeshifting skill at the age of twenty-seven, but the Shapeshifting skill in the character panel did not upgrade and was still at the second level. Then he started sighing. No way, why is she so unlucky? The first match was against Xie Huai, a demon cultivator in the late foundation building stage! The next two matches are between cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building! This probability is not right. There are more than ninety people, eleven of them are in the late foundation building stage, twenty-two are in the middle foundation building stage, and the rest are all in the early foundation building stage. However, she did not encounter a single person in the early foundation building stage in three games. Is this reasonable? ! However, her luck has not been good since the first day she came to this world. Perhaps this is the malice from the world's will... She couldn't possibly not even have the chance to enter the secret realm simulation, she had to think of a way. Ruan Xing looked at his character panel, then at the more than 30 spells stored in his previous simulated memory, trying to figure out how to win. The use of talismans is not prohibited in the competition, only elixirs and poisons are prohibited. The former can easily lead to two evenly matched monks fighting for several months on the stage with the help of Huiling Pills, while the latter can easily cause lifelong problems for the monks, such as blindness, disfigurement, missing limbs, etc. Most righteous monks will not use poisonous techniques, and Ruan Xing does not mind, but she has no way to learn it, and does not know where to obtain this kind of technique. However, very few monks would use disposable external objects during competitions. It's simple, it's too expensive. It's not like we're competing for first or second place, so why should we spend spirit stones to buy items to win? Ruan Xing didn't have such concerns. She could draw talismans by herself. After thinking about which talismans she knew might be useful, she turned on the text simulation. The main problem is that she can possess a third-grade talisman, but she can't explain why she can possess the talisman immediately after buying the materials. Her failure to resist the Heart-Searching Stone is enough to attract the attention of the higher-ups. In other aspects, it is definitely better to be as low-key as possible. Anyway, she has just made some money, so it doesn't matter if she wastes a little. In the simulation, she went straight to the treasure pavilion and found other fellow disciples. She used 300 spirit stones to buy 300 exchange points. She exchanged them for the materials needed to draw the third-grade talisman and locked herself in the room. After spending 500 points, Ruan Xing not only got the several third-grade talismans she needed, but also got a mid-grade magical weapon, which was a gift from other female cultivators when she went to Xizhou to cause trouble in the simulation.
The magic weapon is in the shape of a sword tassel. It has exquisite appearance and unique effects. After injecting spiritual power into it, it can actually increase the length of the magic sword. This is too unexpected. Just a joke, using a mid-grade magic weapon to strengthen a low-grade magic sword. Who could have thought of this? Ruan Xing put the magic sword on his waist with satisfaction and continued the simulation. This time, what she wanted to obtain was a mysterious-level technique. When she chose this technique from the Treasure Pavilion in the simulation, she spent 800 contribution points. The price was almost as high as that of a foundation-building technique. This spell is easier to practice than the illusion spell. With 500 points, she can reach the third level. Now she has some confidence in the third competition. As for whether she can win, it still depends on the result of the real-life simulation. Because the real-life simulation consumes ten points a day, Ruan Xing did not activate it in advance and planned to use it the day before the competition. After completing these preparations, she returned to the square. At sunset, the registration time for this Golden Stage Forum finally ended. The moonlight was shrouded, the water was rippling, and beneath the waves, the words on the water curtain were broken into pieces and then reassembled. Ruan Xing saw his own name among them, followed by the two words: Xie Huai. "What a coincidence." A man walked over with a gentle voice and smiled sideways. It was Xie Huai. He also came to see the result of the water curtain's distribution of opponents. Thanks to the monthly ticket from the old ghost who reads books~ Thanks to book friend 2021122000539940 for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to qingmeizi1996 for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to book friend 20200223140710205 for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to jzlxw for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to book friend 20180215225559487 for the monthly ticket~ Thanks for the monthly ticket of 20231002145930421~ Thanks to Lisi Tangchong for the monthly ticket~ (End of this chapter)