Longevity starts with dual cultivation

Chapter 42 Goodbye Meng Ye
To be fair, the three musician sisters have pretty good personal qualities.

But precisely because of this, their requirements would not be low either, and ordinary male cultivators would not have such high expectations.

If he wanted to marry all three sisters as dual cultivation partners, the bride price would be 10,000 spirit stones. In addition to the spirit vein cave and the flying boat for travel, which must belong to them, he also required top-grade flying swords and Taoist robes. In short, nothing could be missing.

Then Ling Changqing also had to provide them with resources such as Qingyuan Yunlu Dan, so that they could break through to the middle stage of Qi training as soon as possible.

Of course, Ling Changqing didn’t care about these things. He came to Tianyuan Pavilion just to make some money, and he didn’t really want to bring a few female cultivators back.

In the end, the three sisters did not get the results they wanted and slammed the door and left in anger.

Wang Po, who was waiting outside, comforted them with a few words as if nothing had happened, and then arranged for the next female cultivator to come over.

In this way, one after another, female cultivators who had outstanding conditions, or who thought they had outstanding conditions, walked into the VIP room to interview with Ling Changqing.

Every female cultivator would walk in for less than half an incense stick of time before coming out with a depressed and unwilling look on her face, cursing as she left.

Before I knew it, the day had passed.

By the evening, a satisfied Ling Changqing put down the teacup in his hand, planning to pay the bill and leave after looking at the last few candidates.

The person who came in this time was a female cultivator in her early twenties, with a slightly elegant and cold temperament, dressed in green, with pearls and jade all over her head, and a long skirt that trailed on the ground.

"...Fellow Daoist Ling, given your conditions, you must be a fairy seedling that is being cultivated by the family's top leaders."

After the female cultivator surnamed Lin sat down, she said calmly, "So your standards are higher. We sisters can understand that."

"You have met so many sisters, there must be one that makes you a little moved, right? Can you tell me what kind of conditions are needed to become your Taoist partner? Let me see if I can do it."

Ling Changqing smiled and said, "I don't have too high requirements. She just needs to be gentle, virtuous, well-educated, and have good character."

It seems like a request has been made, but in fact nothing has been said.

After all, character is something that is judged by one's own opinion. Even those evil cultivators who have committed many crimes would not think that their character is too bad.

Anyway, Ling Changqing had no intention of making his words clear so that he could easily make excuses for not doing it properly in the future.

"..."

The female cultivator surnamed Lin frowned slightly, and looked him up and down with her beautiful phoenix eyes. She whispered, "If that's all, I think I can do it!"

"So now, will you give me your contact information and take me home in the near future?"

Ling Changqing nodded: "I can give you the contact information, but you don't seem to have made any requests yet?"

The female cultivator surnamed Lin laughed self-deprecatingly: "Your cultivation is higher than mine, and your status is the same. The initiative is in your hands. How can I be qualified to put forward any conditions?"

"As long as you are willing to take me home, it will be fine. There is nothing to say about those material things. You can do it yourself."

It’s not that she didn’t want to make requests, but after so many setbacks in the past, she finally understood her own identity.

If she continues like this, I am afraid that in ten or twenty years, she will still be a frequent visitor to Tianyuan Pavilion.

Ling Changqing was slightly startled, and his tone became more serious: "Fellow Daoist Lin's attitude... is really rare. I was wrong."

"Okay, let's stop here for today. We can have dinner together some other day when we are free and discuss the details then."

"Then I will wait for good news."

The female cultivator named Lin breathed a sigh of relief, took out the communication jade talisman and exchanged contact information with Ling Changqing.

It seems that her bet was right, so in the next meeting, she should have a chance to get what she wanted, right?
Even if several women share one man, it is not unacceptable. With the support of such a promising Taoist companion, the road ahead will not be too difficult.

Ling Changqing also felt a little emotional. After seeing so many female cultivators, he finally met one with a relatively normal mind, regardless of whether she was pretending or was sincere.

After meeting the last few female cultivators, Ling Changqing stood up slowly, took out a handful of spirit stones from his storage bag, and handed them to Wang Po, who looked guilty.

"Brother, you still don't have a satisfactory candidate today?"

Wang Po whispered, "Why don't you come back tomorrow to continue looking? I have some good candidates here, so you won't go back empty-handed."

The other party spent so many spirit stones but still got nothing. This made Wang Po, who had a strong sense of professional ethics, feel very sorry.

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble Brother Daoist Wang to help me arrange it!"

Ling Changqing smiled and nodded. Of course, the more good things like this, the better. After bidding farewell to Wang Po and walking out of Tianyuan Pavilion, Ling Changqing thought for a while and decided to go to Meng Ye, the casual alchemist, to have a look.

The market town is shrouded in darkness, the lights are bright, and the streets are still bustling with people.

Zen Heart Island has not been invaded or destroyed by foreign forces in recent years, so it has developed very well. Many neutral forces come here to do business, including many capable independent cultivators, who are willing to choose this place as a long-term foothold.

Meng Ye is one of them. As an alchemist with some unique skills, he will be treated with courtesy no matter which foundation-building family's territory he visits.

Tang Qiuyao was able to convince him to stay on Chanxin Island because she obviously offered a sufficient price on behalf of the top management of the Ling family, including the most important security guarantee.

Half an hour later, Ling Changqing walked into Meng Ye's shop again.

Unfortunately, Meng Ye was not here. He was received by a young alchemy apprentice and two maids.

"...Master is refining the elixir in the backyard. It will probably be ready in a while. Fellow Daoist, you can sit for a while!"

The attitude of the alchemist's apprentice was respectful, and there was a hint of unspeakable envy in his eyes when he looked at him.

Actually, the beautiful young man in purple before him is not even as old as him, but he has already reached the fifth level of Qi training. His foundation is solid, and he may be able to build a foundation in a few years.

The maid next to him served the spiritual tea. Ling Changqing thanked him, took it, tasted it, and shook his head secretly.

This Meng Ye is really... stingy in this regard. He remembered that the quality of the spiritual tea he drank seemed to be better when he came here last time.

But this is not the point. The key is that this alchemist has no shortage of spirit stone resources. He may even be richer than some new foundation-building masters. So where did he spend all his wealth?

Outsiders have no way of knowing Meng Ye’s real age, but based on his current level of cultivation, he is probably planning to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

But Meng Ye himself is only a first-grade top-grade alchemist, and he is not capable of refining the foundation-building pill. So in the future he will have to seek help from other second-grade alchemists to fulfill his wish.

Ling Changqing naturally thought of the head of the family, Ling Qiyue, and wondered if she would be willing to help Meng Ye once? If this independent alchemist agreed to stay on Zen Heart Island for life.

With a lot of thoughts in his mind, Ling Changqing waited for a while, and Meng Ye, looking a little tired, finally came out from the back house.

Just like last time, he was still cautious and alert, fearing death to the extreme, with obscure spiritual energy fluctuating in more than twenty places all over his body.

"Has your cultivation improved again?"

Meng Ye glanced at Ling Changqing indifferently, turned around and sat down behind the desk, with two layers of silver light curtains covering him.

The alchemist seemed to have seen something from Ling Changqing, but he didn't intend to point it out. After all, everyone has their own unspeakable secrets.

"I came here to bring you something!"

Ling Changqing spoke briefly, took out two red jade boxes from his storage bag and handed them to the alchemist apprentice beside him.

"Don't take it yet, just open it!"

Meng Ye stopped the alchemist's apprentice from coming over and gave careful instructions.

Ling Changqing: “…”

You are such a coward, is it really necessary to do this?!

The alchemist's apprentice looked at Ling Changqing silently, and opened the jade box in front of him.

In the jade box are two kinds of elixirs from the bottom of the sea: the rose flower and the spiritual grass. These are the resources that Meng Ye asked Ling Changqing to help collect last time.

After confirming that there was no problem, Meng Ye breathed a sigh of relief and asked his alchemy apprentice to bring it to him.

“The stuff is good, but the quantity is a bit small.”

Looking at the elixir in the jade box, Meng Ye said with a feeling of being unsatisfied.

Ling Changqing said, "Although this thing is only a first-level spiritual medicine, the area where it grows is too remote and it is not easy to find. I'll see if I can get more for you next time."

"It's hard for you,"

Meng Ye finally smiled: "These things are not particularly precious, but they are more important to me. How about this, I will give you fifty Xuanyin Blood Yuan Pills as a reward, what do you think?"

Ling Changqing weighed the options briefly, nodded and said, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)