"Lan Mei, how did Mo Niang appear there?" Yang Biwu finally couldn't help but ask.

  Generally, cultivators of Qi travel between islands by taking special passenger ships, but Mo Qingchen appeared alone in a sea area without any passenger ship routes, which is really strange.

  Yang Du glanced at Yang Biwu and said: "Mo Niang has a flying charm."

  Mo Qingchen nodded secretly, paying attention to the movement on this side. This Yang Dushi was indeed a trustworthy person. After receiving her entrustment, she didn't reveal anything even to her closest husband. At this moment, he added another thread of good feeling towards her.

  Yang Biwu exclaimed in surprise: "Actually, there is a flying symbol. This means that Mo Niang must have come from an extremely good background. No wonder she has achieved the cultivation of refining her Qi to the ninth level at such a young age, which is far superior to ours."

  Yang Du's wife glanced at Yang Biwu: "What are you thinking about, no matter what kind of background Mo Niang has, her gratitude to you is real, and she also gave Xiaohai such a valuable gift."

  Yang Biwu smiled and said, "Lan Mei, don't be angry. With you and your mother here, I must be cautious. Mo Niang's cultivation is profound, and we may not even have the chance to repay her great kindness. For these few days, just take care of yourself and treat her well. Let's just hope she travels safely and peacefully."

  "This is none of your business, hurry back to rest, I know you're not fully recovered from your injuries yet." Yang Du's scolding tone was laced with a hint of sweetness.

  Yang Wu suddenly grabbed her hand and whispered: "I'm not leaving, I want to watch you..."

  Mo Qingchen somewhat awkwardly withdrew his divine sense, making up his mind to leave once he was familiar with the situation.

  When it was time to eat, Mo Qingchen indeed tasted some delicious dishes he had never seen before, especially a golden shrimp that was fresh, fragrant and smooth, with an aftertaste that lingered.

  The Yang couple kept urging her to take more dishes, almost piling the entire plate of shrimp into her bowl. However, Mo Qingchen noticed that Xiao Hai was secretly glancing at the golden prawns and swallowing his saliva, suddenly realizing that this family's daily life was probably not very affluent.

  That night, Mo Qingchen stayed in a clean and tidy room collected by Yang Dushi, without practicing, but had a good sleep.

  On the second day, he indeed felt refreshed and decided to go out for a look. He bid farewell to the Yang couple and walked onto the street.

  The street was bustling with activity, and there were even vendors selling sugar gourds and mud figures surrounded by a group of sniffling little kids.

  Mo Qingchen found that the ordinary people and cultivators here were not as distinct as she had imagined. She saw a porter carrying a pole with goods, who had a cultivation level of refining Qi at the second stage. As soon as he took out his sparkling goods, many people surrounded him, including both ordinary people and cultivators.

  Mo Qing dust came down with interest and also went up to see what the peddler was selling.

  "Hey everyone, take a look! High-quality pearl bracelets, delicate spiral necklaces, fair prices, no cheating of old or young!" The peddler shouted.

  Mo Qingchen stared in amazement, this person was only at the second layer of Qi Refining, yet he was actually a cultivator, and he was so good at doing business. The ordinary women who surrounded him were not afraid to haggle over prices, which was something she had never seen before.

  All of this impacted Mo Qingchen's previous notions, yet there was also a sense of broadening one's horizons. No wonder it's said that cultivators can't just shut themselves away and cultivate in solitude, but must travel far and wide to experience different customs and ways of life.

  Only when you have seen more, will you slowly understand what kind of path is most suitable for yourself and ultimately find your own way.

  Just as she was stunned, the vendor showed off his white teeth and smiled at her: "Miss, what do you think of this red coral bracelet? This bright and transparent red suits your skin tone perfectly."

  Mo Qingchen took a look, and the bracelet was made of dozens of polished red coral beads strung together, with a subtle spiritual glow fluctuating, which set off the beads' transparency and crystal clarity. If it were worn on a young girl's wrist, it would be breathtakingly beautiful. He thought to himself that this person was indeed good at doing business, thinking that the bracelet with spiritual energy would be unaffordable for ordinary women, so he had set his sights on himself.

  Thinking of Xi wearing a red dress, Mo Qingchen suddenly felt that she would like this chain if she saw it, but didn't know how they were doing and whether they had left the valley.

  "Miss?" The vendor called out.

  Mo Qingchen came back to his senses and deliberately haggled over the price for a while, choosing some pretty and interesting items to buy before leaving.

  Before Mo Qingchen had walked far, a man with a connected mustache said to another man with a connected mustache: "What do you think of that girl?"

  If she turned around, she would certainly recognize the person speaking as the middle-aged man who had spoken with Yang and his wife at the dock yesterday.

  "Not bad, it's actually a cultivation of nine layers of refining qi. Judging from her appearance, she must still be a virgin..." said the man with a connected beard.

  The middle-aged man immediately became pleased with himself and laughed: "Chao Ge, I didn't deceive you, did I? If you were to present her as a gift, then you would..."

  The man with a goatee glared at him and said: "Wang Xiaoliu, have you inquired about her background?"

  Wang Xiaoliu nodded and said: "I've inquired clearly, she is a distant cousin of Yang Biwu's wife."

  "Yang Biwu?"

  Wang Xiaoliu hastily said: "Little guy, you definitely don't know, but that kid is quite skilled at picking pearls and has some reputation among the pearl pickers. Don't worry, that kid's parents died early, and he doesn't have any relatives, his wife is also an outsider, there won't be any trouble afterwards. Heh heh, yesterday when I saw that girl, I felt like you've found the person you're looking for, but didn't notice it at first."

  "Her cultivation is far above yours, don't stir up trouble!" The man with a goatee said discontentedly.

  "What's the big deal? You don't know my skills yet. Besides, look at all these people coming and going on this street. I'll just blend in and even the Queen of Heaven wouldn't notice me."

  The man with a goatee looked in the direction where Mo Qingchen had left and smiled, then winked at Wang Xiaoliu.

  Mo Qingdian first went to a clothing store and bought several sets of clothes, shoes, and socks. Then he went to several other stores and bought some items that might be useful. After that, he started strolling around.

  Maybe shopping is a woman's nature, she who is full of energy walks through one store after another, and whenever she sees something new and interesting, she buys it. Sometimes she also comes out empty-handed, until finally when she stops in front of a miscellaneous goods store, the two people following behind her are almost trembling with fatigue.

  Mo Qingchen's mouth curled up slightly as he glanced at the signboard with its scattered five-colored spiritual light, and then walked in.

  Stores that specialize in serving cultivators are particular, if they were in a specialized market it would be fine, but if they were like this place where immortals and mortals coexist together, then the signboards of such stores would seal their spiritual energy to remind cultivators.

  "Immortal, please come in, what do you need?" A fellow who had just entered the Refining Qi stage walked up.

  Mo Qingchen swept his gaze over the glittering shelves and smiled slightly: "I wonder what you have here?"

  The fellow's mouth twitched, and he spoke incessantly: "There are many things here, including talismans, elixirs, spiritual herbs, spiritual tea, various materials, and even magical instruments. Whatever the immortal wants to buy, if it can't be found here, I'm afraid the only place left to go would be the shops on Sacred Heart Island."

  Mo Qingchen smiled secretly and indeed it was a grocery store, really having everything. He said with his mouth, "Huh? So complete?" With an expression of not quite believing.

  "Of course," said the shopkeeper hastily, "our store is the largest general merchandise store on Wuzhu Island."

  "Is... is there a Dan furnace?" Mo Qingchu asked casually.

  "Alchemical furnace?" The shopkeeper looked at Mo Qingchen with extreme surprise, and suddenly reacted, "The immortal actually knows how to refine elixirs?"

  Mo Qingchen's face turned cold and he said lightly: "What, you people sell things but also ask clearly what the buyer wants to do?"

  "Hey, don't get me wrong, it's just that I've been in this shop for so many years, and you're the first one to ask about the dan furnace."

  "Why?" Mo Qingchen asked smoothly.

  The fellow chuckled and said, "Only the Wang family has alchemists who can refine elixirs, no more than a hundred people in total. What a life of luxury!" With an expression full of envy.

  One hundred alchemists may sound like a lot, but considering that all the scattered cultivators in the entire Interheart Sea rely on the Wang family for cultivation, and these one hundred alchemists can only produce so much elixir, it's probably not even enough to fill a gap between teeth for so many cultivators. Mo Qingchen then understood the preciousness of alchemists here.

  "Is there really?" Mo Qingchen looked at his partner with a hint of a smile.

  The fellow who had just boasted was looked at by Mo Qingchen's gaze, and his face turned red as he hastily said: "Miss, please wait a moment, I'll go ask the shopkeeper." After finishing speaking, he slipped away through a small door behind the counter.

  Mo Qingchen didn't rush, casually scanning the shelves. He saw one shelf displaying various jade bottles with dan medicine names on them, but they were just ordinary dan medicines. On the other hand, the artifacts on another shelf surprisingly had some top-grade ones.

  Looking elsewhere, many materials are estimated to have come from the sea, and Mo Qingchen surprisingly didn't recognize most of them. He thought to himself that these materials could be bought in some quantities.

  Just as Mo Qingchen was thinking, the shop assistant returned and said: "Sir, you're in luck. We happen to have a dan furnace, but it's of high quality and not convenient to bring out here. The boss says if you're sincere about buying it, go inside and discuss it with him."

  "You lead the way." Mo Qing said calmly.

  The shop assistant bowed and respectfully led Mo Qingchen in, passing through a corridor to a doorway where he said, "Young master, our boss is inside."

  Mo Qingchen glanced at his partner with a smile that wasn't quite a smile, then pushed the door open and walked in.

  As soon as she stepped in, Mo Qingchen saw a large net coming towards her. She smiled coldly and took a step back, the brick in her hand flying out with great force.

  The people in the house showed a determined smile, but were shocked to find that the brick had not only broken through the net, but also brought the entire net flying towards him.

  That person pinched the finger tactics, a large net of spiritual light flashed up, like a living thing tightly shrinking the board brick firmly trapped inside, the board brick left and right impact but unable to break through, in the net back and forth spinning around.

  "You're courting death!" Mo Qingchen coldly snorted, adding two more points of spiritual energy to the control board. The suddenly jumping bricks slapped that person's face with lightning speed, and immediately afterwards, a dull thud was heard. That person's smile had not yet faded from the corner of his mouth when he was knocked to the ground by the bricks.

  Wang Xiaoliu was so scared that he trembled with fear. Mo Qingchen sneered, "What a coincidence, we meet again."