Family Cultivation: I Can Store My Ability To Understand

Chapter 23: Guang’an Sword Immortal Zhou Mubai

On the deck of the cargo ship, after fighting against the enemy together and distributing the spoils of war, the three of them had become closer to each other.

Chen Daoxuan smiled and cupped his hands. "I am Chen Daoxuan, a disciple of the Chen clan from Changping County of Shuanghu Island. This is my uncle, Chen Xianhe. May I know how to address you, senior?"

"I am Wei Sihai. Greetings, fellow Daoists!"

The black-robed elder, Wei Sihai, bowed respectfully to the two of them.

Chen Xianhe and Chen Daoxuan quickly returned the greeting.

"You are too kind, fellow Daoist Wei!"

Chen Xianhe put on a flattering expression.

He knew very well that, were it not for Chen Daoxuan, the other party would not have taken him, who was a sixth-level Qi refinement realm cultivator, seriously.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the relationship between the two parties became even more harmonious.

Seeing this, Chen Daoxuan could not help but ask him about the rental and sales situation of the itinerant cultivator market.

Compared to the uncle and nephew of the Chen family, Wei Sihai, who spent a lot of time at the itinerant cultivator market, obviously knew more details about the specific situation of the itinerant cultivator market; this was to be expected.

After listening to Chen Daoxuan's inquiry, Wei Sihai frowned, shook his head, and said, "I advise fellow Daoist not to have any ideas about the itinerant cultivator market's shops."

"Why?"

Chen Xianhe frowned.

Wei Sihai looked at Chen Daoxuan, and then at Chen Xianhe, before explaining, "To be honest with you two, the cultivation island I'm on has some spirit ore resources but, despite that, I haven't opened a shop in the independent cultivator market. Do you know the reason why?"

Chen Daoxuan and Chen Xianhe looked at each other and cupped their fists. "Please enlighten us, senior!"

"It's no big deal," the black-robed elder, Wei Sihai, waved his hand and said, "The itinerant cultivator market in Guang'an prefecture is different from the central business district. Most of the customers here are either wandering cultivators or the disciples of small clans, so their purchasing power is weak."

"If you open a shop here, you will have to mark up the cost of your goods significantly. If that's the case, why wouldn't the itinerant cultivators choose to buy those same goods from the stalls instead?"

As an old hand who had spent a lot of time at the itinerant cultivator market, Wei Sihai's words could be said to be extremely sincere.

Were it not for Chen Daoxuan's extraordinary potential and his intention to befriend him, he would not have dissuaded him like this.

After hearing these words, coupled with Chen Daoxuan's personal market research on the itinerant cultivator market, he knew that Wei Sihai was not spouting nonsense.

However, Wei Sihai did not know that he was a refiner, nor did he know that he possessed the spirit smelting furnace, which was an era-defining spiritual artifact.

After a moment of contemplation, Chen Daoxuan decided to tell him a portion of the truth.

"To tell you the truth, I happen to be an artifact refiner, so I'm looking to open a spiritual artifact shop at the itinerant cultivator market."

"Fellow Daoist is an artifact refiner?"

The black-robed elder was stunned at first, but then he looked somewhat skeptical of Chen Daoxuan's claim.

Seeing the skeptical expression on Wei Sihai's face, Chen Daoxuan did not try to explain it with words. Instead, he used a fire control spell in front of Wei Sihai.

The fire control spell was one of the only two spells that Chen Daoxuan had mastered before he arrived at Guang'an Prefecture. He had long cultivated it to the large success stage.

At the center of Chen Daoxuan's palm, a bunch of flames transformed into various shapes; from common cats and dogs to all kinds of birds and beasts.

Seeing Chen Daoxuan's skilled fire control spell, Wei Sihai was immediately 90% certain that his claims were true.

This was because, other than artifact refiners and alchemists, no one else could master the fire control spell so skillfully.

After all, cultivating the fire control spell was useless in increasing one's strength. On the contrary, it would consume a lot of energy.

Apart from artifact refiners and alchemists, no other cultivator would be stupid enough to cultivate this spell.

"Fellow Daoist is actually an artifact refiner. I apologize for my disrespect!"

If Wei Sihai had only intended to befriend Chen Daoxuan earlier, his current attitude toward Chen Daoxuan now was somewhat ingratiating.

After all, artifact refiners and alchemists were too rare in the itinerant cultivator community.

Such special talents were usually only cultivated by the large clans and sects.

Moreover, the major forces usually protected them very tightly. Ordinary itinerant cultivators simply could not come into contact with such people.

However, Wei Sihai's personality had always been more reserved. He clearly wanted to say something to curry favor with them but, in the end, all he could say was a dry "I apologize!"

Chen Daoxuan did not care about such things. He had revealed his secret of being a refiner in order to ask Wei Sihai, an old hand when it came to issues regarding the itinerant cultivator market, to introduce him to a reliable shop.

As expected, after discovering Chen Daoxuan's refiner identity, Wei Sihai briefed them about the shops that he knew about in detail.

In the end, he patted his chest and said confidently, "Don't worry, fellow Daoists. When we return to the market, I'll introduce a shop owner to you. Leave this matter to me."

"In that case, thank you very much, senior!"

"You're too kind, fellow Daoists."

While they were talking, the battlefield on the horizon seemed to have undergone new changes.

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On the battlefield, after the Zhou clan's disciples defeated the demon beast tide, the unresigned merfolk rushed over personally and attacked the Zhou clan.

Thanks to the cultivators' amazing eyesight, and the fact that Chen Daoxuan and the others were looking down on the scene from above, they could clearly see the appearance of the merfolk even though they were hundreds of miles away.

Just like the records in the ancient books, the merfolk looked very similar to humans. Moreover, the mermen were exceptionally strong. Each of their exposed muscles emitted a bronze-colored luster under the glaring sunlight.

The mermaids, on the other hand, were exceptionally beautiful. They looked adorable, and each of them could be considered a beautiful lady.

Of course, this was only true if one did not look at their lower bodies.

Regardless of gender, from the waist down, the merfolk completely lacked human characteristics. Instead, they had a fish tail that was about ten feet long.

Seeing this scene, Wei Sihai could not help but sigh. "It's said that merfolk possess the bloodline of human ancestors. I didn't believe it before, but now that I've seen their appearance, I can't say that the theory is entirely groundless."

Chen Daoxuan did not care about whether the merfolk had human ancestors or not. His current focus was on opening a shop at the itinerant cultivator market and letting Chen Xianhe take charge of the shop.

Then, he would go home and set up a refining workshop to mass-produce spiritual artifacts. He would use the resulting industrialized production capacity to plunder the wealth of the Myriad Sea of Stars. The sourc𝗲 of this content no/v(𝒆l)bi((n))

As for the war between the merfolk and the Zhou clan, who cared?

The Zhou clan should easily crush the attacking merfolk. However, even if the Zhou clan could not win, was there still not the state capital above them?

If the state capital was defeated, there would still be the Qianyuan Sword sect!

In this world, the human race was the absolute overlord.

Neither the demon beasts nor the foreign creatures could contend with human cultivators.

Otherwise, if the humans had a common enemy, the Qianyuan Sword sect would not have been embroiled in a war against the Cloud Nation for four hundred years.

In the midst of their conversation, among the merfolk, a middle-aged merman with a strong body and resolute face stepped out of the group, riding on the waves.

On the opposite side, a handsome young man in a white robe with a jade-like face stood in front of him.

The man in white stood upright with a three-foot-long sword on his back.

Even though they were hundreds of miles away, Chen Daoxuan could still feel the indifferent and otherworldly aura emanating from the man, as if he was an immortal that descended from heaven.

"Who is that?"

Hearing his question, Wei Sihai had a complicated expression on his face.

"Guang'an sword immortal, Zhou Mubai!"