He came to his senses and saw his father's angry face, so he stepped inside.
After he entered, the gloomy-faced city lord took a deep breath and instructed the guards: "You have seen that man. Go! Bring some people and find him and invite him to the city lord's mansion. Remember, please, don't use force against him."
"Yes." Everyone responded quickly.
The city lord then walked inside with his hands behind his back, his brows knitted tightly, feeling that this matter was a bit troublesome. Slaves? It was amazing that he could come up with this idea! It was one thing to mess around at other times, but today he actually got himself into trouble. A young city lord was being made a slave? Even if he was shameless, he had to take care of his face and reputation.
At the same time, Fengjiu was walking in an alley, looking at the small stalls that had moved from the street to this alley to sell goods. Because of the battle, everyone nearby recognized her, so when they saw her coming in, some smiled and greeted her, some praised her for being so powerful, and some told her that she'd better leave quickly.
She stopped in front of the spiritual medicine stall she had taken a fancy to earlier, stared at the spiritual medicines on display, and asked the monk: "How about I exchange these with you for crystal stones?"
"Crystal?" The monk was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't want crystals either. I want to exchange this for something fixed, a fourth-grade inner elixir."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu was also stunned for a moment: "Fourth-grade inner elixir?" She rummaged through the space and finally took out a bottle, saying: "Fourth-grade ones are gone, only sixth-grade inner elixir."
“What? Sixth, sixth, sixth-grade inner elixir?” The cultivator who was originally sitting jumped up and stared at the bottle in Fengjiu’s hand with wide eyes.
"Yes, it's of the sixth grade." She poured out the inner elixir from the bottle and placed it in the center of her hand. When the monk reached out to take it, she retracted her hand and collected the sixth-grade inner elixir.
“Exchange! I’ll trade this elixir with you!” The cultivator grinned and hurriedly handed the elixir to Fengjiu, while staring at the bottle in Fengjiu’s hand.
“Your spiritual medicine is not worth much if you exchange it for a fourth-grade inner elixir, but if you want to exchange it for my sixth-grade inner elixir, I guess you have to give me all the dozen spiritual medicines you have.” Feng Jiu raised the corners of her lips and narrowed her eyes.
"All? This..."
He looked at the elixirs on his stall hesitantly, then looked at the bottle in Fengjiu's hand, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll give them all to you!"
Seeing this, Fengjiu threw the medicine bottle in her hand to him, and at the same time, with a flick of her sleeve, she collected the dozen or so spiritual herbs into the space.
Holding the sixth-grade inner elixir like a treasure, the monk asked with a grin, "Sir, if you need more elixirs in the future, you can come to me. I will set up a stall here every two weeks. All I bring are high-quality medicines that have been aged for a long time. No one in these streets can compare to mine."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll find you when I have the chance." She paused and asked, "By the way, I want to ask you something."
"What's the matter?" The monk was extremely excited after getting the sixth-grade inner elixir, so he did not leave just like that.
Feng Jiu glanced at him and then said, "I want to ask, where is the ladder to the immortal island of Penglai? Why is there a city on this island? How is this island divided?"