In addition to evaluating the strength of weapon refiners, the Baiqing List also serves as a hub between cultivators and weapon refiners, sending invitations and providing a channel for communication between the two parties.
Since they didn’t receive any invitations, it can be said that the Hundred Youth List is currently useless to Ye Su and the others.
Ye Su was not surprised, or rather, she had expected this from the moment she sent the magic weapon for selection. She just didn't know how deeply this "consensus" suppressed her.
"Besides the Hundred Young Masters Ranking, do you know any other channels that can provide equipment refiners with equipment?" She asked Quan Jiaying. "They can provide materials and spirit stones."
"Some sects will recruit weapon refiners and provide materials and spirit stones." Quan Jiaying looked at Ye Su and the others, "If you want to go, you must... leave Qianji Sect first."
"Impossible." Xiyu was the first to refuse.
"Or some large material companies will regularly invite sect refiners to help them refine and repair magic tools." Quan Jiaying hesitated, "Quandianhang is the largest trading company in the cultivation world. It has everything from elixirs, talismans, and magic tools. Our Poyuan Sect is one of the sects they trade with, and Zhanjin Sect also trades with them all the year round."
All the books
In Dinghai City, Ye Su had been there several times to buy materials. It was indeed magnificent and had a complete range of materials.
"That… "
“I can’t go to Quandianxing.”
Xia Er, who was closest to the gate, heard the voice and turned around, asking in surprise, "Master?"
Zhang Fengfeng walked in from outside, his eyes gloomy: "Ye Su, don't get involved in the Baiqing List anymore."
Quan Jiaying looked around, stood up, walked out of the yard, and went towards his residence at the foot of Jiuxuan Peak.
There were only the master and his disciples in the yard. It was unusually quiet for a while and no one spoke first.
"Where's Fu Shi?" Zhang Fengfeng asked after a long while, "He is also a disciple of Qianji Sect, should we listen together?"
Are you ready to tell them
"Still sleeping." Ye Su stood up, "I'll go call him."
Zhang Fengfeng nodded and sat on the stone bench in the yard. Ming Liusha and the other two looked at each other and stood there without moving.
After a while, Ye Su came out of the room with his junior brother.
You Fu Shi was not good at reading other people's expressions, and was completely unaware of the tense atmosphere between them. He sat down on the stone bench, with his hands originally on the table, but he probably felt that the stone table was too cold, so he pulled the hem of a leaf silk skirt to pad it on top, and finally put his elbow on it.
This set of procedures was done so naturally that Ye Su even began to get used to it. Instead, Zhang Fengfeng looked at them a few more times.
"I didn't expect you would go to Po Yuan Sect before." Zhang Fengfeng got a headache when he thought of this. Before Ye Su went down the mountain, he revealed several small sects and wanted a few disciples to "visit" them. As a result, Ye Su went straight to Dinghai City, and now two of his disciples are on the Hundred Youth List.
"Don't send your magic weapons to the Baiqing List for selection in the future." Zhang Fengfeng said solemnly, "As long as you are disciples of Qianji Sect, no one will ask you to refine weapons."
really.
Ye Su lowered her eyes, her gaze unconsciously falling on her junior brother's slender and beautiful fingers, her thoughts drifting elsewhere.
The Qianji Sect's spiritual veins completely dried up five hundred years ago. After the disappearance of the last weapon-refining genius who was famous in the cultivation world, the Sect declined almost instantly. Now, five hundred years later, the Sect is on the verge of being abandoned.
In the past, she was confined to the Qianji Sect and was defined by the original novel, so she never suspected anything unusual until she went down the mountain and discovered that things were not that simple.
The decline of Qianjimen is too fast.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. This saying has never come true for a huge sect that has been standing for nearly ten thousand years.
"Master, why?" Xia Er couldn't help but ask first.
"As long as the Qianji Sect survives, the Zhanjin Sect will always be second." Zhang Fengfeng only said this one sentence.
He didn't expect to tell the truth to his disciples so soon, at least... wait a little longer.
It just so happens that Ye Su and his companions have improved their realm in the past six months, and even reached the Po Yuan Gate.
"So it was the Zhanjin Sect who was behind this?" Xiyu was furious. "Weapon refining relies on strength. What do they mean by that?"
"Master." Ye Su asked calmly, "If we want to prevent Qianjimen from receiving any invitations, Zhanjinzong alone can't do it. Who else can intervene? Quandianxing?"
"…Yes." Zhang Fengfeng's voice was a little heavy. "The first weapon refining sect and the first equipment shop in the cultivation world have joined forces. No cultivator is willing to offend them."
If anyone sends an invitation to Qianjimen, it means that they will be rejected by all the weapon refiners of Zhanjinzong in the future. What's more serious is that Quandianxing will no longer have any transactions with them.
This means that no matter what you bring to sell or buy, Quandianhang will not accept it.
The big sects might not be afraid of Zhanjin Sect and Quan Dianxing, but Qianji Sect's spiritual veins are exhausted, and without the emergence of powerful magical weapons, these big sects will not be able to stand up for it.
With such a joint suppression, the Qianji Sect would decline greatly within a hundred years.
By the time Zhang Fengfeng took over as the head of the sect, the Qianji Sect had actually been suppressed to the point of being almost abandoned, but he and Elder Hu were unwilling to do so.
Since the last headmaster, who was also Master Zhang Fengfeng, passed away, there were few true members of Qianji Sect. Yang Tan wanted to be the headmaster, and then announced the abolition of the sect and left Qianji Sect. He was older than Zhang Fengfeng, and in the end, it was Zhang Fengfeng who found Yu Fenghai and cast the crucial vote, and then he became the headmaster.
Recruiting disciples from everywhere was also his effort to prevent Qianji Sect from being abolished.
Even if it is only a small sect in the end, it is better than being abandoned. At least in his hands, Qianji Sect cannot disappear.
This is Zhang Fengfeng’s goal.
However, now he saw hope for the resurgence of Qianji Sect in several of his disciples.
They couldn't let Ye Su, who hadn't fully grown up yet, appear in their sight rashly. Fortunately, the magic weapons that Ming Liusha and Xia Er sent for the selection this time were of average strength, and such a ranking would not be taken seriously by the other party.
"Why does Quan Dianxing want to join forces with Zhan Jin Zong?" Ming Liusha asked.
"Nowadays, Quandian Store is all over the cultivation world, and the trade of elixirs, talismans, magic tools, etc. is booming." Zhang Fengfeng explained, "But during the peak period of Qianji Sect, they did not trade with Quandian Store, but with another material store. Therefore, Quandian Store at that time never made much progress in the material and magic tool aspects."
Ye Su thought: "What is the current situation of the other material store?"
"It's no use." Zhang Fengfeng was helpless. "Originally, Bendong was far superior to Quandianxing in terms of materials and magic tools. Every city had their own shop. Now there is only one shop left in Dinghai City."
Wendong Materials Store… Ye Su remembered that she had been there.
One of the materials for the fog-killing flower, wing sand, was purchased from that material store
"Master is incompetent. He couldn't lead Qianji Sect out of the predicament, and dragged you into it." Zhang Fengfeng sometimes regretted that he had delayed Ye Su and the others. "In the future, when you go out, don't say that you are a disciple of Qianji Sect. At least improve your realm first, and wait, wait..."
Zhang Fengfeng couldn't continue, so he stood up and walked a few steps, with his back to his disciples: "Elder Hu has never given up on looking for Master Fu who disappeared that year. Maybe Master Fu will come back soon."
Ye Su suddenly called out: "Master."
Zhang Fengfeng calmed down before turning around and looking at his eldest disciple.
"We don't need others to provide materials, nor do we need to earn spirit stones for cultivation." Ye Su laughed, "There is everything in the secret realm."
Zhang Fengfeng was stunned, then frowned: "Nonsense, you are not sword cultivators, and you don't have any protective magic weapons. The secret realm is too dangerous. You were lucky that nothing happened last time."
"Wealth and honor are sought in danger." Ye Su took out something from his Qiankun bag, "Master, does Quandianxing have the Wuji Pill?"
Zhang Fengfeng held it in for a while, and couldn't help but ask: "How is it possible?!"
Where can Quan Dianxing find the Wuji Pill? Not to mention how rare the ingredients for this pill are, even if all the ingredients are gathered, how many alchemists can refine it
The key point is that when Zhang Fengfeng first saw the image, he thought that this was at most a medium-grade Wuji Pill. Now that he saw this Wuji Pill up close, it felt like a piece of top-quality pearl or jade in his hand, crystal clear, with even some silver floating in the middle.
—This Wuji Pill is at least a top-grade pill.
In the entire world of cultivation, there are few alchemists who can refine top-grade elixirs, let alone elixirs with the essence of elixir.
Ye Su did not miss the ripples in Zhang Fengfeng's eyes: "Master, do you think this elixir can buy the protection of my sword sect's sword repair road?"
Zhang Fengfeng was stunned for a moment, and asked a completely unrelated question: "… Why isn't it Kunlun?"
"Don't you know anyone from Kunlun?" Ye Su said briefly, "We still owe a favor to the disciples of our sword sect."
Furthermore, considering the time, Yi Xuan should meet the "elder" of our sword sect and be accepted as a disciple.
Zhang Fengfeng was still hesitating. Secret realms are always dangerous, and equipment refiners rarely go in.
"All immortal cultivators have a life-and-death struggle." Ye Su said, "We must go to the secret realm."
Zhang Fengfeng was a little annoyed. He originally wanted to talk things through with his apprentices and then work together slowly, but his eldest apprentice ended up causing a big mess right away.
"Master, I want everyone to know that we are disciples of Qianji Sect." Ye Su said slowly and firmly.
"You..." Zhang Fengfeng met the eyes of his eldest disciple and finally had to stop talking. However, a small surge of excitement that he couldn't hide rose in his heart.
"Master, it's settled." Xia Er received the look from the senior sister and immediately pushed Zhang Fengfeng away, "You wait for our good news at Qianjimen."
…
"Master, where did you get the Wuji Pill?" Ming Liusha sat down and asked slowly as soon as the master left.
"I don't know. After I came out of the secret realm, this was added to my Qiankun bag." Ye Su had suspected Ning Qianyao, but she had already figured it out.
You Fushi tilted his head to glance at the Wuji Pill in Ye Su's hand, without saying a word. He dozed off on the table, using her skirt as a cushion.
"We will go down the mountain to Wujian Sect soon." Ye Su said, "Before that, find someone to modify our Taoist robes."
"What about Quan Jiaying?" Xiyu asked.
"Tell him tomorrow and ask him to go back to Po Yuan Sect." Ye Su took back the Wuji Pill and continued to talk about other things with a few people.
You Fu Shi held his face with one hand, and saw out of the corner of his eye that Ye Su's Qiankun bag was still shaking slightly, so he subconsciously stretched out his fingers and hooked it.
Ye Su noticed that he was touching her Qiankun bag, and thought that her junior brother wanted to see the Wuji Pill, so she didn't care and even took it off and handed it to him.
You Fushi lost interest after just one glance. This mortal collected all kinds of junk. He fiddled with it out of boredom, and the ugly box disappeared.
You Fushi was about to look away when he suddenly saw a black bracelet that looked strangely familiar.
He took the thing out, stared at it for a while, and finally understood why it looked familiar.
This thing looks just like him.
"… Contact Lu Jiu and ask her if she is willing to go with us." Ye Su said to Xi Yu.
"good."
They were still talking when You Fushi spoke up: "Ye Su."
"Call me Senior Sister." Ye Su corrected again and again.
You Fushi pretended not to hear anything as usual and raised the Mist Killing Flower: "I want this."
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