I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

He Ronger was stunned.

But she soon returned to normal and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, it's just that the speed of cultivation is slower, but it's not that I can't cultivate anymore."

For a person who is born without spiritual roots, there is nothing more depressing than being kicked down hard just after climbing to the top of the mountain.

Seeing He Rong'er like this, Zou Mubai thought she was pretending to be calm, so he smiled and said, "You don't have to worry. Although the speed of cultivation is slow, the five elements of spiritual roots have no occupational restrictions because they have five spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Moreover, cultivators with five elements of spiritual roots have a very good foundation and can challenge cultivators who are much higher than them."

When He Ronger heard this, her eyes became brighter.

This is simply tailor-made for her.

She had originally been wondering whether her existing spiritual roots were sufficient for both practicing medicine and drawing talismans, but now she no longer had to worry about that.

Seeing He Rong'er so happy, Zou Mubai was also happy. He took her to another small shop selling rune tools that was closest to them.

As soon as he entered the door, Zou Mubai shouted to the shopkeeper inside: "Give me some basic talisman paper, cinnabar, and bring out the best talisman pen in your store."

The shopkeeper was dozing off behind the counter and was startled by the voice. When he heard that the best talisman pen was needed, he immediately perked up and replied with a smile, "Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

He Ronger felt a little embarrassed. She pulled Uncle Zou's sleeve and whispered, "Uncle Zou, I was just looking around and didn't want to buy anything. Besides, I don't know how to do anything now, so it would be a waste of money if I bought it."

Zou Mubai waved his hand and said, "It's okay, these are not worth much. I'm optimistic about you, you will definitely learn to draw spells quickly."

He Ronger was a little amused.

She herself has no confidence, so why is Uncle Zou so sure?

Just when she was about to say something, the shopkeeper came out from the back hall.

In one hand he held a thick stack of talisman papers, some white, some red, and some yellow. In the other hand he held a rectangular box, which should contain the talisman pen.

"My two guests, what do you think of this talisman pen?"

The shopkeeper placed the talisman paper on the table, opened the box and handed it to Zou Mubai.

He had just observed the clothes of these two people.

The woman was wearing the attire of a disciple of the Seven Mysterious Sect, nothing special.

However, the man's attire was extraordinary. The fabric of his clothes was all made of silk, and his belt was embroidered with beautiful dark patterns in gold thread, which showed that he was of extraordinary status.

This kind of person won't care about spirit stones as long as what you give him is pleasing to his eyes.

So he took out all the most valuable items in his store.

As soon as the box was opened, a light green jade brush was seen inside, with a tuft of red animal hair at the tip. Even when it was lying there quietly, it was covered with a layer of golden light, which made people unable to take their eyes away.

He Ronger fell in love with the talisman pen at first sight, but when she thought about how she didn't have that many spirit stones, she hurriedly said to the shopkeeper, "Boss, do you have any cheaper ones? This one is too wasteful for a novice like me."

The shopkeeper was stunned. Just as he was about to say yes, he heard the clear voice of the man beside him: "This is the only one. Please help me pack it up!"

"Okay! Sir, you have a good eye. This is the treasure of our store. We are the only one in Qingyun City that has a talisman pen of this quality."

He Ronger wanted to refuse, but the shopkeeper had already taken it away to be packaged.

"Uncle Zou, you don't have to buy me such an expensive talisman pen." The main reason was that she didn't have that much money to return to Uncle Zou.

Zou Mubai smiled and said, "If you want to do your work well, you must first sharpen your tools. With this talisman pen, your chances of success in drawing talismans will be greatly improved. This is a very cost-effective calculation."

He Ronger thought about it and it made sense, but Uncle Zou couldn't pay for all the money. She took out the small purse she had on her body, poured out the money, counted it, and then gave it to Zou Mubai.

"Uncle Zou, I'll lend you the money for the talisman pen. This is all the spiritual stones I have on me at the moment. I'll pay you back the rest slowly."

Zou Mubai was about to refuse, but He Ronger seemed to see through his thoughts and said hurriedly, "Uncle Zou must accept it, otherwise I don't want this talisman pen anymore."

Zou Mubai had no choice but to take it.

Finally, Zou Mubai asked for several stacks of talisman paper of different colors and cinnabar for drawing talismans.

"Sir, the total is 1,210 low-grade spirit stones."

Hearing this number, He Ronger was stunned.

"What? How much? More than a thousand spirit stones? Boss, why don't you go and rob them?"

The shopkeeper's face looked a little ugly: "Little girl, I'm not asking for too much. This talisman pen is worth a thousand spirit stones, and there are so many talisman papers and cinnabar. This is a fair price."

Seeing He Ronger's painful expression, Zou Mubai couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Without saying a word, he took out a small bag from his arms and threw it on the table: "Here you go, no need to change."

The talisman pen was of very good quality. The pen holder alone was carved from the finest white jade and was infused with the sculptor's spiritual power. It was a rare spiritual tool, and it only cost one thousand low-grade spirit stones, which was a great bargain for them.

He Ronger wanted to bargain with the shopkeeper, but Uncle Zou had already paid the spirit stones and walked out.

He Ronger had no choice but to pick up her things and quickly chase after him.

"Uncle Zou, why did you pay the spirit stones so readily? You should have bargained with him."

"No need, I have no shortage of spirit stones." Zou Mubai said softly.

There were still a lot of high-quality spirit stones piled in the corner of his storage bag. If he hadn't been afraid of not being able to find the money to buy things here, he wouldn't have specifically asked Lin Ze to exchange them for 100,000 low-quality spirit stones.

Moreover, in his opinion, instead of bargaining, it would be better to go back and lie down for a while, or use the time for cultivation.

He Rong'er disagreed a little. She pouted and said, "Uncle Zou, you really don't know how expensive firewood and rice are until you run the household. This piece of spirit stone is also a day's food expense for ordinary people. You have to be thrifty and not spend money like this."

Zou Mubai shook his head helplessly and was about to say that he didn't need that little bit of spirit stones.

Then He Ronger continued, "When we were in Zhou's house, in order to earn a few pieces of silver, Yu Lu and I would work all night embroidering handkerchiefs for several days, and sometimes we would carry the housekeeper's back and go out to carry sacks to work for a whole day."

"That one or two ounces of silver is all the expenses for the three of us for half a month."

"You can save several months' expenses if you bargain with the boss right now."

The main thing is that there are so many spirit stones. When will she be able to pay them back?

Zou Mubai listened to He Ronger's mumbling, and his eyes suddenly turned cold: "You stayed up all night embroidering? And you carried sacks for others?"

He didn't expect that He Ronger's past life was so hard, and guilt and regret were revealed in his eyes.

If he could have woken up earlier, he would never have let her suffer so much at such a young age.