After the meeting, Luo Chen sought out Mi Junping.0

From her, he collected five bottles of qi-nourishing pills, a box of calming incense, and his profit share of seven hundred fifty spirit stones.0

At that moment, Mi Junping's expression was far from pleasant. Even when she was cultivating, she hadn't enjoyed such perks. Her father treated Luo Chen better than his own daughter. She even began to suspect that Luo Chen might be her half-brother.2

He had shed blood for the Poshan Gang, albeit from accidentally scraping his hand on the alchemy furnace while refining pills, and had offered his skills and sweat to Mi Shuhua. Every single pill, every hard-earned spirit stone, he felt he’d more than earned. With a satisfied grin, he packed the items into his storage pouch and called for Gu Caiyi. It was time to return to the inner city for a grand shopping spree.5

After all, it was the start of a new month, and ingredients for the essence-nurturing liquid weren’t going to buy themselves. A single box of calming incense only lasted twelve days at most; he’d need to supplement that from his pocket if he wanted to keep up his current cultivation speed.0

Several hours and several purchases...1