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    This token was unlike other tokens.

    This token was green, with exquisite cloud patterns etched into it. It was a specialized token.

    And the owner of this token… every alchemist should be familiar with the name!

    Qi Yu’s face turned pale with fear, and he hurriedly bent at the waist in respectful salute.

    Chen Changrong and the shadow guard didn’t recognize the token, but seeing Qi Yu’s reaction, both of them were filled with uncertainty and suspicion.

    Come to think of it.

    Qi Yu’s cultivation might not be especially high, but he’s still a seventh-rank alchemist!

    Alchemists were known across this continent as the most prestigious profession.

    Being a seventh-rank alchemist alone elevated his status significantly.

    But now?

    Qi Yu actually caved so quickly, with an attitude that was more than just respectful, it was practically submissive!

    Just who really is this elder?

    Qing Yun chuckled, pocketed the token, and calmly said, “Do you still want to compete with me?”

    Qi Yu quickly replied, “Of course not!”

    Qing Yun nodded in satisfaction.

    Although this rival wasn’t much of a threat, one less competitor was still one less problem.

    Qi Yu then asked cautiously, “Senior, do you plan to stay here? Would it be possible for me to follow you during this time, to serve you tea and bring you water?”

    This is a legendary ninth-rank alchemist!

    Even if he just let something slip through his fingers, it would be enough for Qi Yu to study for eight or ten years.

    If this man gave him just a bit of guidance, Qi Yu might even break through his bottleneck!

    For him, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

    Seeing that Qi Yu was so tactful, Qing Yun casually nodded, “As you wish.”

    Qi Yu was overjoyed and immediately stood behind Qing Yun like a loyal lackey.

    “Now, where were we? Oh yes, about the information on my future disciple. You’re saying you can’t reveal it?” Qing Yun turned to Chen Changrong.

    Chen Changrong was now a bit dazed, anxiety rising in his heart, “Senior… as a businessman, credibility comes first.”

    “What attitude are you using to talk to Senior?!” Qi Yu snapped. “Do you even know who Senior is?!”

    He fully embraced his bootlicker role.

    Chen Changrong was a bit stunned by this drastic change and froze in place.

    Qing Yun coughed lightly, “Enough! We shouldn’t use status to pressure people. Even though I’m a ninth-rank alchemist, that’s no reason to coerce others.”

    Qing Yun emphasized the “ninth-rank alchemist” part.

    Chen Changrong was immediately shaken.

    He already had some suspicions.

    But now that Qing Yun said it outright, his heart trembled.

    A ninth-rank alchemist!

    Even the legendary Xuandan Sect only had three supreme ninth-rank alchemists!

    This elder was likely one of the three!

    Openly speaking, this man was the pinnacle of alchemy on the entire continent!

    Seeing Chen Changrong’s stunned expression, Qing Yun smiled slightly and said, “I’m a low profile person by nature. I hate using my status to pressure others. You really don’t need to feel nervous, not at all.”

    Chen Changrong forced a bitter smile.

    No pressure?

    How could he not feel the pressure?

    He quickly said, “Senior, if she knew your identity, she’d surely be overjoyed to take you as her master. It’s just that recently, many people in the marketplace have been looking for them. Those two prefer to keep a low profile and don’t want to attract attention. Because of that, our business dealings have already stopped. What’s currently on sale at Baicao Pavilion are all leftover stock. For the time being, I truly can’t contact them.”

    Qing Yun frowned, “You can’t contact them either? Then what should I do? Are there really no other leads?”

    Chen Changrong hesitated.

    Truth be told, a ninth-rank alchemist personally seeking a disciple was a major event, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

    If they missed it, that genius girl would definitely regret it.

    After all, the situation was already clear.

    Ren Woxing and his junior sister were either from a super sect or a Holy Land.

    Now that this elder from a Holy Land showed up and clearly didn’t know them, it ruled out the Holy Lands, so they must be from a super sect.

    If this elder wanted to accept her as a disciple, that would mean crossing from a super sect into a Holy Land!

    How could she not be thrilled?

    If they missed this, the girl would definitely regret it for life.

    Chen Changrong felt both happy for her and a bit regretful himself.

    That girl would most likely head to a Holy Land, and their business dealings would naturally end.

    Still.

    He already reaped plenty of benefits from this windfall.

    People like them weren’t meant to stay stuck in a small place like Canglan Kingdom forever.

    The outside world was vast. They would eventually soar.

    In the future…

    They’d probably have very few chances to meet again.

    Suddenly.

    Chen Changrong remembered something. His expression changed slightly.

    Qing Yun immediately asked, “What is it? Did something come to mind?”

    Chen Changrong hesitated, then said, “It’s nothing major, just that…”

    He quietly explained the matter of how they secretly assisted the Heavenly Sword Peak lineage of Tianxing Sect.

    “That day, Zhao Wuji ordered the marketplace to stop providing seeds to the other peaks of Tianxing Sect. It was Ren Woxing who stepped forward and asked me to provide the seeds, and Heavenly Sword Peak delivered them to the other peaks. I suspect that they may have a grudge against Zhao Wuji and want to support Heavenly Sword Peak to oppose him.”

    That was the only clue they had.

    Tianxing Sect?

    Heavenly Sword Peak?

    Zhao Wuji?

    These names were completely foreign to Qing Yun.

    Chen Changrong quickly gave a quiet explanation.

    Only then did Qing Yun barely understand.

    He raised his eyebrows.

    If a mere sect leader of a mid-tier sect had a grudge with his disciple, then he could just erase him.

    “Zhao Wuji’s father is a deacon of Qingxiao Pavilion,” Chen Changrong added.

    Qing Yun snorted coldly, “So what if it’s Qingxiao Pavilion? You think I’m afraid?”

    Chen Changrong quickly shook his head, not daring to speak further.

    “Tianxing Sect, huh? I’ll go personally.” Qing Yun immediately stood.

    He didn’t want to delay even a second.

    His precious disciple was still out there, and the longer she stayed out, the higher the chance of being stolen by someone else.

    This matter could not be delayed.

    “I know a bit about Tianxing Sect, Senior. Let me lead the way,” Qi Yu offered quickly.

    Qing Yun nodded in satisfaction.

    Say what you will about Qi Yu, but he really knew how to behave.

    The two departed immediately.

    “This time, we’ll stay low key,” Qing Yun instructed. “It’s just a mid-tier sect, we’ll sneak in quietly. The priority is to first head to Heavenly Sword Peak and find out their connection to my disciple.”

    “Yes,” Qi Yu agreed obediently.

    Heavenly Sword Peak

    When Yue Zhao returned to the sect, Yun Jin was in the process of inducing the growth of a Profound Jade Ginseng.

    Yu Songnian already sent word a few days ago.

    And now, he returned before Yue Zhao.

    When the group gathered, all the herbs were laid out together.

    The ingredients for refining the Heaven-Mending Pill were now complete!

    A flash of joy appeared in Yun Jin’s eyes.

    After all this effort, the time finally came to refine the Heaven-Mending Pill.

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