Chapter 67 - Chapter 67: Mortal Cultivation Technique
Chapter 67: Mortal Cultivation Technique
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After leaving the house, Chen An went straight to the market.
When he passed by a river path, he saw a familiar figure squatting by the river, looking down at the water that was rippling with the wind in a daze.
It was Mo Lifang’s son, Dabao.
When he saw this small figure squatting alone by the river in a daze, Chen An had mixed feelings.
He calmed down and walked to Dabao’s side, “Dabao, do you still remember me?”
“Yes, I remember. You’re Uncle Alchemist Chen, who lives diagonally opposite my house.”
Dabao said in a daze.
Chen An sat down beside him and asked with a smile,
“Dabao, why are you squatting alone by the river in a daze?”
“I’m waiting for my mother to come and find me.”
Dabao replied innocently. Little did he know that his mother was already dead, and the person who killed his mother was sitting beside him.
Chen An looked at Dabao beside him, then raised his head to look at the sky. There was an indescribable melancholy in his heart.
At this moment, an elderly shout suddenly sounded from ahead.
“Dabao!”
“What’s wrong with you? Why do you keep running to the river?!”
“The last time you didn’t drown because you were lucky to meet me. Do you expect me to save you every time?!”
Following the shout, Chen An saw an old Cultivator walking over.
He looked very old. His body was hunched and his skin lacked color. There were many liver spots on his face. He looked very old.
Chen An knew this old Cultivator. He was a small vendor who lived in the north alley and relied on catching spiritual fish for a living. He had seen him a few times when he went to the market to set up a stall.
“Alchemist Chen, why are you here?”
When the old Cultivator saw Chen An, he revealed his yellow teeth that were about to fall out and smiled with wrinkles all over his face.
Chen An smiled and said, “1 was planning to go to the market to buy something. When I passed by here, I saw a child I knew squatting alone by the river, so I came over to see what was going on.”
“I see…” The old Cultivator nodded.
Seeing that the old Cultivator was so concerned about Dabao, Chen An started chatting with him.
He asked him what his relationship with Dabao was and got to know him a bit better.
After chatting for a while, Chen An learned that Dabao has been adopted by an old Cultivator.
The old Cultivator’s surname was Hu. When he was young, in order to reach the Foundation Establishment realm, he had always stayed away from women and focused on cultivation.
However, after cultivating for decades, he could not advance further after his cultivation broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refinement.
When he realized that his immortal path had reached its end and he wanted to return to a mortal life, marry, and have children, he realized that his body was already too old and was destined to have no descendants.
Helpless, he could only continue to live alone until his lifespan was about to end.
When he was fishing the day before yesterday, the old Cultivator saw Mo Lifang ruthlessly push his son, Dabao, into the river.
The old Cultivator, who was used to such things, knew that the female Cultivator was crushed by the hardships in life and wanted to dispose of her burden and remarry.
Hence, after Mo Lifang left in a hurry, the old Cultivator pulled Dabao out.
Seeing that Dabao was still young and could be nurtured, he wanted to bring him back and raise him as a son.
At least so there’s someone who would send him off when he died in the future.
After understanding this from the old Cultivator, the guilt in Chen An’s heart lessened a lot. He felt that Mo Lifang deserved to die.
He took out a few bottles of qi pellets and handed them to the old Cultivator with a smile. He said it’s to serve as payment and hope the old Cultivator will keep fresh spiritual fish for him in the future.
After that, he turned around and left, setting off for the Treasure Hall in the market again.
The Qi Nourishing Pill was a medicinal pill for new Cultivators. It could help new Cultivators draw Qi into their bodies.
Giving this pill to the old Cultivator was equivalent to giving it to the old Cultivator’s adopted son.
From then on, this karma would end.
Marketplace, Treasure Hall.
As soon as Chen An walked in, Shopkeeper Liu greeted him warmly.
“Alchemist Chen, you’re selling medicinal pills again?”
“No, I’m here to buy something.” Chen An smiled and said.
When Shopkeeper Liu heard this, his eyes could not help but light up. With a smile on his face, he teased, “It seems that Alchemist Chen has quietly made a fortune and saved up a lot of money.”
“I didn’t save much. It’s just enough to live on.”
Chen An kept a low profile and did not want to be too ostentatious.
Shopkeeper Liu stopped teasing and asked, “I wonder what Alchemist Chen wants to buy?”
Chen An took a step forward and leaned over. He lowered his voice and said, “Shopkeeper Liu, 1 asked about the price of ‘Flying Mandarin Ducks’ about a year ago. Are you still selling it now?”
“Yes, yes. Alchemist Chen, please follow me.” Shopkeeper Liu also lowered his voice.
After saying that, he brought Chen An into a small backroom specially used to store such cultivation techniques. He took out the book “Flying Mandarin Ducks” that Chen An had been thinking about and said with a wretched smile, “Heh, Alchemist Chen, this is the ‘Flying Mandarin Ducks’ book you wanted.” “1,000 low-grade spirit stones, right?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Shopkeeper Liu, on account that I often supply medicinal pills to the Treasure Hall, gave me a discount for this ‘Flying Mandarin Ducks’.”
Chen An began to bargain.
Shopkeeper Liu looked troubled. “Alchemist Chen, it’s not that I don’t want to. I’m just an acting shopkeeper. I’m just helping with book keeping. I don’t have the right to make price adjustments.”
“I see…”
Chen An pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, “Forget it. I won’t make things difficult for Shopkeeper Liu. 1’11 go to another store to take a look.”
After saying that, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
“Hey, wait, Alchemist Chen, wait!”
Shopkeeper Liu panicked and quickly stepped forward to stop Chen An. He smiled and said to him, “Although according to the rules, I don’t have the right to adjust the price, as long as it is kept on the down low and done in private, it won’t be a big problem.”
Chen An smiled and said, “I wonder how much discount Shopkeeper Liu can give me?”
“At most, it’s 15% off.”
“30% off.”
“Alchemist Chen, you’re too…”
“Then 40% off.”
“30% off, then 30% off. Take it!”
Shopkeeper Liu threw the Flying Mandarin Ducks to Chen An and asked him for 700 low-grade spirit stones.
Chen An gave Shopkeeper Liu four medium-grade spirit stones and 300 low-grade spirit stones.
Then, he thought of his wife at home and asked Shopkeeper Liu,
“Shopkeeper Liu, do you have any cultivation techniques that mortals can cultivate here?”
“Yes, yes, yes. We have them here!”
Shopkeeper Liu became enthusiastic again.
Chen An asked further, “May I know what cultivation techniques you have?”
“There are ‘Body Tempering Art’ that can strengthen the body, ‘Meditation Art’ that can calm the mind, and ‘Life Nourishment Art’ that can extend one’s life. Currently, there are only three cultivation techniques that mortals can cultivate in the shop. The price is 20 low-grade spirit stones each.”
Shopkeeper Liu took out three cultivation techniques and introduced them with a smile..