The female cultivator stroked her white feather robe and talked freely.
“Fairy, you have a good eye. This piece is a new model in our store. It is made of the feathers of the white-feathered crane, which is very suitable for the fairy’s temperament.
Although this feather coat looks light and soft, it is very tough and will not break no matter how you wear it. It also has a very good defensive function, and is both beautiful and practical. "
Xu Chunniang knew very well that this female cultivator was just speaking sweet words. She had chosen this robe for the face of the phantom mask, so it did not match her temperament at all.
However, Xu Chunniang did not expose the truth and continued to ask the price, "How much is it?"
The female cultivator's face was full of smiles. "Fairy, why don't you try it first? If you like it, buy it. It's not worth much, only 2,200 spirit stones. If you buy the feather robe, you will also get a white jade hairpin of the same style!"
Xu Chunniang was shocked. Just two thousand two hundred... spirit stones
You have to know that the phantom mask she bought is a special kind of top-grade spiritual weapon, and the price of two thousand four hundred made Xu Chunniang feel a little distressed.
But a robe costs 2,200 spirit stones, which is almost as much as the phantom mask.
She had less than two thousand spirit stones left in her hand, and she had to save some to buy a storage ring. Although the feather dress was beautiful, Xu Chunniang could not afford it.
The storage space of a storage ring is ten times that of a storage bag, and its value is twenty times that of a storage bag. One ring costs four hundred spirit stones, and two rings cost eight hundred.
She could only accept vestments worth less than one thousand yuan.
"It's too expensive, is there anything cheaper?"
Hearing this, the female cultivator was not annoyed. She walked around the store and took out several more robes and placed them in front of Xu Chunniang.
"These are all popular styles. Fairy, do you like any of them?"
Xu Chunniang finally chose a red feather robe. According to the female cultivator, this was an old model from last year and was in no way inferior to the previous white feather robe. This time it was discounted and only cost nine hundred and ninety spirit stones.
After checking, Xu Chunniang found that what the female cultivator said was true. The workmanship of this red feather robe was extremely similar to the previous white feather robe, and even the formation on the robe was exactly the same.
It’s just that the price difference between the two is so huge that it’s really puzzling.
Xu Chunniang shook her head, without thinking much, took the robes and left the tailor shop and went to the mustard seed shop next door.
After leaving the mustard seed shop, Xu Chunniang bought two new storage rings and a spirit beast bag as well.
The spirit beast bag that Xu Chunniang bought was a slightly better type. It gave off a scent that made the spirit beast feel at ease. Xiaobai liked the scent very much and had no objection to staying in the spirit beast bag.
When she bought the storage ring, she also sold off her extra storage bags, leaving only two that she frequently used to store sundries.
Although it cost more than four thousand spirit stones to prepare things like the phantom mask, robes and storage ring, these things can be used in the future and are a necessary investment.
Xu Chunniang moved out of Xiaoyaoju and left the market town from the south.
However, soon after leaving the market, she felt something was wrong, as if someone was following her.
Xu Chunniang pursed her lips slightly, pretending to know nothing, changed direction and continued walking forward.
The person following behind him was not someone else, but Xing San, the sixth-level Qi training worker who worked in the Spiritual Weapon Store a few days ago.
It turned out that after being fired by the store owner, he held a grudge against Xu Chunniang and couldn't help but follow her quietly.
After finding out where Xu Chunniang lived, Xing San waited outside Xiaoyaoju.
After waiting for such a long time, Xu Chunniang only went out for a while and there was no movement. He was getting impatient.
Until today, Xing San finally waited until she left the market.
Seeing that Xu Chunniang had not noticed anything after leaving the market, Xing San smiled.
She ruined his future and made it impossible for him to earn spiritual stones comfortably, so he killed her. On the one hand, he could vent his anger, and on the other hand, he could make a fortune.
Xing San carefully hid his tracks and followed Xu Chunniang closely.
Right now this place is too close to the market town, so he plans to wait until he reaches a remote place before looking for an opportunity to take action.
After walking for a while, I saw the female cultivator in front suddenly quickened her pace.
Upon seeing this, Xing San quickly sped up to catch up, not even bothering to hide his body, and used his body movement skills.
The noise behind her was so loud that Xu Chunniang could no longer pretend not to hear it.
She turned around with a wary look on her face, and was slightly stunned when she saw who was following her.
"Xing San? It's you!"
Xing San smiled heartily, not at all nervous about being discovered, and frankly admitted, "Yes, it's me."
"Why are you following me?"
Xu Chunniang frowned, looking confused as to why Xing San was following her.
"I was doing a good job, but you ruined it. Why do you think I followed you?"
Xing San sneered, not hiding his hatred and murderous intent towards Xu Chunniang at all.
He couldn't do it in Qingyun Town due to the rules, but in this wilderness, no one could take care of him.
With his cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi training, wouldn't it be easy for him to deal with a female cultivator of the fifth level of Qi training
Xu Chunniang stared at Xing San and said, "Your dismissal should have nothing to do with me."
In this matter, it was clearly Xing San who made the mistake first, and the store owner was just punishing him. It cannot be blamed on Xu Chunniang in any way.
Xing San was furious when he heard this, "If you hadn't deliberately pretended to be a poor cultivator, how could I have made a mistake? Go to hell, if you have any grievances, go to the underworld and explain to the King of Hell!"
As he spoke, he activated several silver needles and started to work.
As soon as the silver needle was activated, it shot towards Xu Chunniang. The tip of the needle was flashing green light, and it was obviously poisoned.
There was a cold light flashing in Xu Chunniang's eyes. Xing San was a snobbish, narrow-minded person, and his actions were extremely vicious. He could not be kept.
Although her body had not fully recovered, she did not need much effort to deal with a small sixth-level Qi training cultivator.
Xu Chunniang raised her hand and performed three water binding techniques to wrap all the silver needles.
The needle tip poked the water ball, making a "hissing" sound and corroded the water ball at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The silver needle had weak spiritual power, and once it was blocked by the water ball, it had lost its strength to continue to work. Even if it was poisonous, it would be of no use.
Xing San was secretly shocked when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that this female cultivator was so capable of blocking his silver needles.
Xu Chunniang didn't have the patience to waste any more time talking to Xing San. She activated her spiritual power and three huge water arrows appeared out of thin air.
"This cultivation..."
Xing San looked at Xu Chunniang with a look that gradually changed from disdain to fear. "Are you at the sixth level of Qi training? No! Seventh level of Qi training?"
Xu Chunniang met Xing San's gaze with a half-smile, and kindly corrected him, "It's the eighth level of Qi training."
Xing San sucked in a breath of cold air and broke out in a cold sweat.
He actually provoked a cultivator who was at the eighth level of Qi training!
Xing San clearly realized that even if he knelt down and begged for mercy, this female cultivator would never let him go.
He gritted his teeth, ignored everything and ran in the direction he came from.
The more proud you are when you come, the more embarrassed you will be when you escape.
But Xing San couldn't care less, he had to escape! Only by escaping back to the market could he have a chance of survival.