Chapter 982 Ordinary and Warm Small Apothecary (3)

As the first meal in this place came to an end, everyone gradually adapted to the life of being with a Soul Accumulation.

Nether Fairy washed the dishes in silence.

The next morning.

This apothecary that had been closed for half a year finally reopened. In the past, it was Ling’er who opened the door. However, it was different today. The person who opened the door was Wu Jianwu.

Wu Jianwu, dressed in a coarse hemp robe, stood at the doorway after finishing the wooden planks. He didn’t go back; instead, he stood there, his expression changing several times. Finally, he gritted his teeth and spoke loudly.

“Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and today, the small shop reopens its doors. Whether you come from the south or go to the north, come take a look, and a white pill is offered to our guests for just one coin!”

His voice echoed in all directions.

This was the captain’s proposal; he felt that the apothecary was missing a greeter, and Wu Jianwu was naturally the most suitable choice.

As Wu Jianwu spoke, the surrounding residents walked out trembling one after another. They looked at Wu Jianwu and also saw a little fatty wiping the ground in the apothecary like a shop assistant.

This staff looked quite strange. His stomach was very big, as though there was something wrapped in his clothes.

And by his side was Li Youfei; hierarchy determined their roles, and his position was the lowest, so he could only serve as a general helper in the apothecary.

On the other side was the captain.

The position he arranged for himself was a guard!

“Our apothecary is located in the perilous and treacherous Bitter Life Mountain Range. Facing those wicked and desperate cultivators, we must have guards to protect the peace of our little shop.”

This was the declaration the captain made when he took on the position.

As for the Grandpa Heir, he was naturally the shopkeeper. He held a bead in his hand, smiling as he looked at the apothecary. Within that bead was a person, and occasionally, a face would appear inside which belonged to Master Black Pupil.

Xu Qing remained the alchemist master, while Ling’er continued to keep the accounts, as she enjoyed doing so.

In addition to this, the newly reopened apothecary had a maidservant who was dedicated to serving the old shopkeeper. She was Nether Fairy…

The business was even more thriving than before. On the first day of business, more than 200 people brought spirit coins and respectfully bought white pills. This made it take some time for Ling’er to settle the accounts.

Just like that, several days passed.

Xu Qing spent his days either cultivating or researching curses, while Wu Jianwu adapted to his role, standing outside and reciting different poems each day, living quite contentedly.

Occasionally, Ning Yan, when tired, would sit on the doorstep, listening to Wu Jianwu’s poems. While enjoying the tranquility of the place, he gradually discovered that many times, he could surprisingly understand them.

This discovery caused some panic to rise in his heart.

As for Li Youfei, he was the one with the most difficulty. As he did miscellaneous chores, he also had to give orders to Daoist Mu outside, telling them not to make it so fake. The disciples who came to buy the pills were so frightened that their legs would go limp.

Next was the captain. Every day, he would cross his arms and hold a longsword. He stood there and coldly looked at all the guests, looking like an expert.

As for Nether Fairy… because the old man liked to drink tea and usually liked to play with the bird, her job was to make tea and serve the parrot.

These scenes were the regular schedule in this ordinary tiny apothecary.

Seven days later, when everything was developing well in this apothecary, Xu Qing, who had fully recovered from his injuries from transcending the tribulation, welcomed his life of continued tempering.

“Xu Qing, since your injuries have recovered, come with me. The potential in your body needs to be appropriately dug out.”

The heir’s voice echoed in Xu Qing’s ears. Xu Qing took a deep breath and stood up. With a sway, he left the apothecary with the heir.

When they appeared, the two of them were in the air.

The heir placed his hands behind his back and walked forward. Xu Qing lowered his head and glanced at the earth city’s apothecary. He didn’t say anything but followed behind.

The two of them continued to move in the sky. On the way, they encountered many cultivators. Some were flying in the sky and some were fighting in the mountain range. However, in their eyes, Xu Qing and the heir didn’t seem to exist.

Even if they encountered them head-on, these cultivators from the Bitter Life Mountain Range didn’t see the two of them. They just went on doing what they were doing.

Xu Qing wasn’t surprised by this. He knew the ability of the heir.

As for the place they were going to, Xu Qing glanced in the direction and had a guess. This was the path to the Red Moon Shrine in the Bitter Life Mountain Range.

This was indeed the case. Several hours later, the heir brought Xu Qing to the sky above the Red Moon Shrine.

The Red Moon Shrine in the Bitter Life Mountain Range was located at the highest peak of this mountain range. Its status was extremely high and the divine envoy inside was frighteningly powerful. An invisible might spread from the temple and suppressed the entire desert.

To all living beings in the green sand desert, this place represented supreme authority and god.

However, in the eyes of the heir, that was clearly not the case. He brought Xu Qing and swaggered into the Red Moon Shrine at the top of the mountain.

As they entered, every red-robed cultivators in the huge temple acted the same as the cultivators they met on the way. They couldn’t sense anything.

Xu Qing and the heir reached a square in the temple. There were many temple cultivators around, coming and going, but no one spoke. Everything was well-organized, and it seemed that making noise in this place was considered a form of blasphemy.

Standing in the square, the heir’s gaze swept across his surroundings. He raised his right hand and beckoned with his finger towards a middle-aged Dao Nurturing expert who was about to leave for a distant place.

The middle-aged cultivator at the Dao Nurturing stage instantly turned around and headed straight for Xu Qing. He stepped on the square and looked at Xu Qing, motionless.