Chapter Ninety-Five: I Will Take You Again

Ning Xianyu had no choice but to run back again and stay on call beside the great demon.

The great demon told her to pack her things and set out tomorrow.

What Ning Xianyu found strange was this: wherever they went, why did she have to go along too?

She did not dare ask, so she could only go pack.

She did not even know what to pack, so she first went to the outer sect dining hall and swept up a pile of food.

The system suggested, "After the secret realm training ends, everyone in the sect goes to the market to trade things. You might as well go take a look there. Didn't you just extort Zhao Ling?"

That made sense.

"Remember, this is not extortion. It is payment I rightfully deserve."

With righteous conviction, Ning Xianyu went to the sect's trading market.

She had been there before, but back then she had no money, so she bought nothing.

But now things were different. Following Xuan Yuan Tun Han had its benefits: she often managed to gather good things, and by now she could count as a rich woman.

The moment she stood in the market, she was as conspicuous as a crane among chickens.

Because no Nascent Soul cultivators came here at all. They had no need to. Whatever they wanted, the sect would provide, or they could exchange for it through the sect.

Ning Xianyu did not need materials for artifact refining, pill making, or cultivation. She was here to gather food and daily necessities, and only this kind of market had such things.

An outer-sect junior disciple was crouched in a corner selling a kind of rainbow-colored fruit.

This fruit was called Strange Flavor Fruit. Though the colors differed and the shapes were not the same, they all grew from the same tree.

These fruits were highly prolific, and each had a different flavor.

If one was lucky, one could eat something delicious; if unlucky, one might end up with a taste like dog excrement.

In truth, many people disliked them, but Ning Xianyu had an exceptionally keen nose. She could tell the difference by scent alone and discern which ones were tasty and which were not.

She walked over and pointed. "How many spirit stones?"

The young disciple hurriedly said, "S-senior... uncle, this disciple would like one Foundation Establishment Pill."

"Boiled chicken egg?"

Even the title had changed several times for her. What kind of nonsense was this?

The system was helpless. "It is a Foundation Establishment Pill. It is taken when one is advancing from the Qi Refining stage to the Foundation Establishment stage. Taking it right before breaking through helps improve and stabilize cultivation, and is very beneficial to future practice."

"Many people do not take a Foundation Establishment Pill when they advance, and their cultivation for a lifetime may remain at Foundation Establishment, never reaching the Golden Core stage."

So that was what a Foundation Establishment Pill was.

Ning Xianyu patted herself. "I don't have any."

She had never established her foundation, and she did not care about these things. Where would she have a Foundation Establishment Pill?

"Oh? Isn't this Senior Sister?"

Just as she was thinking, Zhao Ling arrived.

Though he had just gone through the matter of the evil cultivators, he remained as arrogant as ever. His followers had changed, but they looked even stronger than the previous ones.

"Oh? Didn't you just damage your life-bound magical treasure? Why haven't you gone back to rest, and still have time to wander around outside?"

Zhao Ling said angrily, "I already told my great-grandfather. Just you wait. He will not let you off."

Ning Xianyu was unconcerned. "Fine. Let your great-grandfather come."

With the great demon's protection charm, what was there to fear?

It was just the right moment to see whether what the great demon said was true.

Zhao Ling said furiously, "Don't be so arrogant. My great-grandfather is a divine transformation cultivator, on par with the sect master. See these? They're all guards my great-grandfather gave me."

He was very pleased with himself, showing off the several cultivators behind him.

"Oh, oh, only divine transformation stage?"

Ning Xianyu suddenly thought of something. "Do you have Foundation Establishment Pills on you?"

Zhao Ling was momentarily thrown by the abrupt change of topic and subconsciously said yes.

"What do you want Foundation Establishment Pills for?"

They were leftovers from when he cultivated before, but he did indeed have them.

Ning Xianyu naturally held out her hand. "Come on, give me one. Count it as repayment for saving your life."

Zhao Ling flew into a rage. "Are you insane? It's not enough that you blackmailed me once, and now you're doing it a second time?"

Was this woman really going to do whatever she pleased just because the ancestor backed her up?

If so, did they still have any way to survive?

Ning Xianyu smiled. "You're used to being a tyrant yourself, so when you meet someone even more overbearing than you, you can't take it, is that it?"

That was exactly what Zhao Ling thought. He could not tolerate anyone being more domineering than he was.

This was supposed to be his role. Why should someone else be the one throwing their weight around now?

Ning Xianyu drew out her sword. "Will you give it or not?"

"This is outright robbery."

"Yes, I'm robbing you. What are you going to do about it?"

Zhao Ling was livid and shouted for the guards behind him to attack.

The people behind him sighed helplessly and were about to move.

But Ning Xianyu held up the scabbard.

"Look carefully. This was just given to me by the ancestor today. It's brand new. If you break it, can you afford to pay for it?"

The bodyguards immediately lost their nerve.

They dared not offend the ancestor. Everyone knew the ancestor was the most terrifying existence in the entire immortal sect, on the whole continent.

Ning Xianyu turned to Zhao Ling. "Go on, dare to hit me. Believe me, I'll use this scabbard to beat you, and if it gets damaged, it'll be on you."

Zhao Ling was nearly furious to death. He had never met anyone so shameless, and yet so childish.

In a fit of anger, he threw out a bottle of pills. "Take it. Just you wait."

Ning Xianyu happily accepted the bottle and looked inside.

"System, are these Foundation Establishment Pills?"

The system replied, "Yes. A whole bottle of them. Truly extravagantly wealthy. Others can't even get one pill, yet he has stored up so many."

And he did not even need them anymore, yet he still carried them with him.

Ning Xianyu smiled. "Many thanks, junior brother. We can work together again in the future. Don't worry. Next time we meet, if you run into life-threatening danger again, I will definitely save you."

Zhao Ling turned and left at once. "I don't need you to save me."

He had been saved once, and now she was glued to him. Who would still want her to save him again and again?

Besides, wasn't this cursing him?

Ning Xianyu smiled and found the young disciple, tossing him two pills.

"Pack all the fruit up for me. I'll take the lot."

The young disciple was moved to tears and thanked her repeatedly before finding a sack to pack the fruit.

"Uncle, some of these fruits are tasty and some are not. When you eat them, be sure to taste them lightly first. Never take a big bite."

Ning Xianyu told him to bring another sack. She selected them herself, putting the delicious ones into one bag and the unpalatable ones into the other.

"I know."

After buying the fruit and many other odds and ends, Ning Xianyu returned with a bountiful harvest.

The system said, "I think you may not understand what packing your things means. At the very least, buy a few weapons and pieces of armor."

Ning Xianyu glanced around. "What use do you think the weapons and armor here would have?"

These were all things refined by disciples below the Nascent Soul stage, and the quality would not be particularly good. For cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage, they were fine, but she was already above the Nascent Soul stage, so they were of no use to her at all.

The system thought about it and found that reasonable. "Then next time you meet someone strong, grab a few more."

"Good point."

Speaking of which, Ning Xianyu remembered the throwing blades she had picked up in the Spirit Pivot Secret Realm. She found a disciple who sold weapons and asked him to take a look and see whether they were any good.