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Nine Provinces Number One Group.

Medicine Master: "@Wandering Monk Profound Principle, Great Master Profound Principle, the cave exploration fourteen years ago, ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯, ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯, lend them to me. Price negotiable next time."

Seeing Medicine Master typing the string of words, Song Shuhang felt vexed for him. Though there were only fifty words plus punctuation, it took Medicine Master, who deleted and typed and deleted with sweat, almost five minutes.

At this moment, he finally understood why Medicine Master would try to shorten his messages in the group. But if it was so hard for him, why didn’t he use the voice message function?

Nine Provinces Number One Group became lively as soon as Medicine Master sent his message in the group.

Northern River’s Loose Cultivator joked, "Well, why is Brother Medicine Master asking for the two basic techniques? Is it for the sake of little friend Shuhang’s Hundred Days Foundation Establishment? These two techniques are quite good. Was Brother Medicine Master also bewitched by little friend Shuhang, just like Soft Feather?"

Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather quickly sent a :angry_face:. "Senior Northern River, I was not bewitched!"

"Enema?" Thrice Reckless Mad Saber was very active—Soft Feather’s father finally let him go, and left for Spirit Butterfly Island yesterday! Holding back for so many days, he couldn’t help blurting out one of his classic dirty jokes after seeing the two words. That felt so good. He was ready to tell a few more in the group.

"Don't seek death, Brother Thrice Reckless," Northern River’s Loose Cultivator reminded him again. "Now, one can log into a chat account via cell phone and the computer at the same time."

What if her dad was using the account ‘Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather’ via cell phone?

Thrice Reckless Mad Saber’s face suddenly changed and he rapidly switched to lurking. Oh, my god, how could I forget about it? If it were really Venerable Spirit Butterfly, he would definitely jump off the plane and return to torment Thrice Reckless if he knew that Thrice Reckless dared to speak a dirty joke about ‘enema’ in front of his daughter.

Medicine Master laughed, and his fingers quickly slid on the phone. However, after quite a while, he only managed to send a few words, "A high-rank mutant Poisonous Dragon Plant, it’s worth it!"

Wandering Monk Profound Principle went online; he sent a first, and then sent a picture: :dagger:.

"Good!" Medicine Master replied.

The interaction between the two was bizarre.

Spirit Butterfly Island’s Soft Feather: "Two Seniors, are ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ and ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯ really that good?"

"They are techniques of Buddha Temple that existed eight hundred years ago. Although they were only used for Foundation Establishment of their disciples, the power of ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ is comparable to first rank martial techniques. They’re very good techniques compared with other martial techniques for Foundation Establishment," Northern River’s Loose Cultivator explained. "Unfortunately, Buddha Temple has broken down and disappeared in the river of history and many profound techniques of theirs have also been lost."

Medicine Master nodded satisfactorily and turned off the phone.

Then, he came to the balcony of the dormitory, reached out with a finger, and pointed it towards the sky.

Song Shuhang looked at him curiously, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Soon, ten minutes passed...

Medicine Master maintained the posture motionlessly, like a statue.

Song Shuhang was going to come up and ask him what was happening, but then, Medicine Master’s eyes grew wide and he cried out in a low voice. His finger that pointed towards the sky suddenly lit up with a red glow.

To be honest, this posture should be cool.

However, in Song Shuhang 's eyes, Medicine Master's finger was like a red-hot piece of iron, which made him look like a cartoon character who accidentally hit his finger with a hammer and made his finger big and red.

"All right, done!" Medicine Master smiled proudly.

"?" Song Shuhang looked very confused.

Seeing how confused he was, Medicine Masters explained, "I just told Great Master Profound Principle the coordinates of our position, and he will send me ❮Basic Buddhist Fist Technique❯ and ❮True Self Meditation Scripture❯ in four or five hours."

"Great Master Profound Principle will come here too?" Song Shuhang asked.

"No, why does he need to come here? I told him the coordinates, and he can send me the books with a flying sword." Medicine Master said proudly.

"I see." Song Shuhang nodded. A picture popped up in his mind: in the mountains, a senior monk quietly smiled, pulled out a short sword from his robes, then attached a parcel which had several martial scriptures inside onto the sword.

As for the martial scriptures, they should be paper thread-bound books, or hide scrolls.

Then, the senior monk pointed to the sky and confirmed the coordinates with someone remotely. And then, the senior monk patted the short sword. "Swish", the short sword soared up with the parcel attached to it. It was so cool.

That was cool. Sending books with a sword. Which realm do I have to reach before I would be able to do that? Song Shuhang secretly envied.

Riding a flying sword! Taking a plane was just too lame to be compared with it.

Sky, was always man's romance!

:snowflake::snowflake::snowflake:

"Come on, let's go out and find a place to live, then refine ‘body tempering liquid’ once again! Would you like to bring your induction cooker and hot pot?" Medicine Master asked.

Struggling for quite a while, Song Shuhang finally pulled out his own black suitcase, and put the two things into it. After all, he had got used to using the induction cooker and the hot pot. Besides, if there was no induction cooker or hot pot, or there was an induction cooker or a hot pot of a different brand in the place he was about to rent, he might fail in refining the ‘body tempering liquid’.

Then, he opened his cupboard and was about to get a portion of medicinal herbs for refining ‘body tempering liquid’.

"Little Friend Shuhang, you don’t need to bring medicinal materials. Since I asked you to help me, I shall provide the medicinal herbs." Medicine Master immediately stopped Shuhang—come on, he was a famous alchemist! How could he ask someone to help him experiment with a pill formula without providing the medicinal materials? People would laugh their teeth off if they got to know about it!

Song Shuhang silently nodded, and locked the cupboard. It was not the time to play cool. After all, he only had thirty-two portions of medicinal herbs. According to Senior Northern River, the thirty-two portions of medicinal herbs were probably not enough for his Hundred Days Foundation Establishment. So, he’d better economize them.

He pulled his suitcase walking as he asked, "Let’s go. Do you have any requirement on the apartment we are about to rent?"

Medicine Master answered, "It should be quiet and soundproof. Otherwise, I’ll have to set up the soundproof formation. That would be troublesome."

Song Shuhang checked his wallet and calculated his living expenses. His mum gave him 3,000 yuan every month. After all, it was no longer the way it used to be twenty years ago. In the past, a college student could live a well-to-do life with 1,000 yuan a month.

As he didn’t take any part-time job, he’d better rent it for a month first.

"With 500 or 600 yuan, we should be able to rent a small apartment." Song Shuhang murmured.

Medicine Master immediately protested, "Wouldn’t that be too small? At least, it should be large detached single-family home. Otherwise, I can’t even put my furnace in there."

Detached... single-family home? And large? Senior, are you sure you are talking about an apartment, not a villa?

Song Shuhang smiled bitterly. "That kind of apartment will need at least 10,000 yuan a month to rent. I don't have enough money."

"I will pay for it. It doesn’t make any sense if you do me the favor and still have to pay for it!" Medicine Master hurriedly stopped him. As a senior, how could he let a junior pay for him?

"Alright then, let's find a good one. However, there are not many large detached homes in the vicinity of the school." Thinking of renting a large detached home that would take more than 10,000 yuan a month, Song Shuhang felt heartache for the money. But, at the same time, he had a question to ask.

"By the way, Senior, do you have normal work or income sources just like those of ordinary people?" Song Shuhang thought a few days ago that since the members of the group were not isolated from the mortal world and used modern objects such as computer and mobile phone and also surfed on the Internet, then they should pay for them somehow? Did they pay with gold bullion or something?

"We certainly have our own income sources. After all, we are not isolated from the mundane world. I don't know much about other people's income sources, but I can afford my own daily expenses with the income from pill refining." Medicine Master nodded.

When he said this, he looked at Song Shuhang and asked, "Why? Are you being troubled by money of the mundane world?"

Song Shuhang nodded and answered honestly, "After entering into the world of cultivation, I found that I may need a lot of money. At least, I was thinking yesterday about renting a house off campus to keep my secrets about cultivation and pill refining. But, to rent a house, I have to think about the cost."

He was embarrassed to tell about how he was planning to take a part-time job.