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“Young Master, all items have been sold out, and they totalled to one million six hundred and sixty eight thousand inferior spiritual stones.”

“As per your instructions, most of the spiritual stones have been exchanged for elixirs.”

“However, Sect Leader Lu had previously bought twenty bottles of superior quality Spiritual Essence Pills, which caused the stock in Treasure Pavilion to be insufficient. We could only substitute with some medium-quality Spiritual Essence Pills.”

Jiang Yuan smiled, “No matter.”

With a single thought, the Golden Qi of Luck from Shu Xiaoxiao flew into his Status Panel

The Luck Power also increased to 2756 strands.

He then accepted the Heaven and Earth Bag passed by Shu Xiaoxiao and opened it to see.

Thirteen bottles of elixir jade bottles were neatly arranged inside. Five of them were superior-quality Spiritual Essence Pills while eight were medium-quality ones.

Compared to medium-quality Spiritual Essence Pills, the potency of superior ones is much stronger and purer. Of course, the price is somewhat higher.

However, there isn’t a vast difference except for some level of purity.

So, the price does not vary by several folds.

Jiang Yuan collected these elixirs into his pouch and the Heaven and Earth Bag turned into ashes in his hand.

“Young Master, let me clean the dust in the room for you,”

Jiang Yuan nodded, put a Spiritual Essence Pill into his stomach, and began to practice cultivation.

Shu Xiaoxiao also entered Jiang Yuan’s room.

Her gaze was immediately drawn to a pair of black embroidered shoes at the bedside.

Are these… the Sect Master’s shoes?

The face of Ye Chanxi surfaced in Shu Xiaoxiao’s mind.

Shu Xiaoxiao was stunned and she approached Jiang Yuan’s bedside.

Even after several days, the lingering scent of a woman and faint alcohol aroma were still perceptible on the bed.

Could it be…

A touch of melancholy appeared on Shu Xiaoxiao’s face, her nose twitched slightly.

No, there is no scent of Jiang Yuan.

A smile immediately appeared on her face.

She understood that the Sect Master must have offered herself and purposely got drunk in front of Jiang Yuan.

But Jiang Yuan was unmoved and simply let her sleep here.

Shu Xiaoxiao promptly lifted Jiang Yuan’s bedding, preparing to wash it clean.

She didn’t want to bear the thought of her Young Master one day having to sleep with the scent of another woman on his bedding.

Holding Jiang Yuan’s quilt, she exited the room and saw that Jiang Yuan had partially closed his eyes to enter cultivation mode.

Shu Xiaoxiao immediately collected her spiritual aura, and with Jiang Yuan’s bedding in her arms, she quietly left the courtyard.

For her, the quilt could easily be cleaned with a single thought, becoming as good as new.

However, such a method lacks the warmth of home, which she doesn’t like.

She also knew that Jiang Yuan didn’t like it either.

…

Five days later.

Jiang Yuan opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of impurity.

“The progress is more than fifty per cent, not bad!”

He smiled, looking at the jade elixirs in front of him. With a wave of his hand, they all turned into ash and dispersed.

The value of these items is very low, and there is no need to clutter up his pouch with them.

He then took out the ghostly soul white bone flower and muttered to himself.

After refining this ghostly soul white bone flower, trigger an opportunity and hope for a big harvest!

His gaze immediately fell on this ghostly soul white bone flower in his hand.

The stem of the flower was like a delicate, white bone, and the petals were ethereal, with sight penetrating through each one.

In the center of the flower, the bud forms a laughing and crying human face, coupled with the petals, looking very much like a real face – a face that is both laughing and crying.

But now, the laughing and crying human face on the flower bud seemed to be in deep sleep, without any changes.

Jiang Yuan did not forget the scene of him picking this ghostly soul white bone flower that day.

Such a five-thousand-year great medicine, even if the average person discovers it, is not fortunate enough to enjoy it.

They will only fall prey to its divine soul attack.

The intensity of the divine soul attack at that time, anyone beneath Divine Bridge Realm receiving it would certainly lose their spirit and soul, and their divine soul would perish.

Even a usual Divine Bridge Realm cultivator, when faced with such a divine soul attack, would sustain some minor injuries.

Let alone swallow and refine it.

This ghostly soul white bone flower is undoubtedly potent. It is not something any person can refine.

This is why Jiang Yuan left this great medicine to refine at the end.

Allow his primordial spirit to become stronger to the maximum extent, so it can better cope with any possible mutations.

After all, he possesses a Golden Qi of Luck and a Primordial Spirit Dao Fetus; his primordial spirit is growing every second.

As time goes by, the primordial spirit will become stronger and stronger.

At this point, the primordial spirit on his spiritual platform had become much stronger than before, growing to six inches nine.

When he killed Wang Xiao, his primordial spirit was only six inches five, which means his primordial spirit grew by over a centimeter during this time.

The growth of the primordial spirit is not that straightforward.

Most cultivators, even if they contemplate day and night, would not experience as much growth.

That is to say, Jiang Yuan’s golden-born Luck Power and Primordial Spirit Dao Fetus

Allows him to remain in contemplation day and night.

And the speed of improvement is higher than other cultivators.

It saves him a lot of cultivation time.

This is one of the reasons why his cultivation is able to improve so swiftly.

Without needing to contemplate to improve the strength of the primordial spirit, naturally, there will be more time for cultivation, and the cultivation realm will improve much faster.

Jiang Yuan put the ghostly soul white bone flower in his mouth, closed his eyes and began to chew gently.

It was like chewing a ball of air without any physical sensation.

But Jiang Yuan knew that was just an illusion.

After a few moments, when he was ready to swallow it.

Wuwuwu——

A series of women’s crying echoed in his mind.

His body turned slightly cold, and gusts of cold wind blew on his skin.