Wang Fan finished the simulation and went directly to the sect's steward hall. He found Ma Jiye, who issued the task, and secretly stuffed a small bag of spirit stones into his arms. Ma Jiye was stunned by Wang Fan's trick, and then naturally put the spirit stones into his arms. Then he whispered: "Brother, what task do you want to take?" He naturally knew that he could not give anything else to the person in front of him except the task. If the other party was a beautiful female cultivator, he would not mind other ways of repaying.

Of course, Wang Fan did not know what the other party was thinking. If he knew, he would beat the other party up. Wang Fan said: "I haven't completed this year's task yet. Please introduce a safer task to the Tianmo Sect's sphere of influence."

"Okay, brother! There happens to be a task to sit in the market. Our Corpse Yin Sect has a store in the Tianmo Sect, which sells some copper-armored corpses and silver-armored corpses. They are usually occupied by late-stage Qi training cultivators. After all, the market is very safe, so there is no need to trouble the foundation-building uncle!" Ma Jiye introduced seriously.

"Well! Not bad! Just accept this task!" Wang Fan directly chose this task.

"Okay, senior brother! Senior brother, take the task token and show it to the disciples on duty at the Tianmo Sect Market. By the way, the shop is called the Corpse Refining Pavilion."

Wang Fan complained in a low voice, Corpse Refining Pavilion? It's really rustic. Wang Fan took the task token and left. Ma Jiye's expectant voice came from behind: "Senior brother, come often!" Wang Fan waved his hand without looking back.

Wang Fan rushed all the way to the Tianmo Sect Market. He did not encounter any danger on the way. He found the Corpse Refining Pavilion. There was a clerk sitting listlessly inside. When he saw Wang Fan enter the shop, he casually said, "What level of corpse refining do you want, senior?" It was not until he saw the clothes of the outer sect disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect on Wang Fan that he reacted and said respectfully, "Sorry, senior brother, I didn't recognize you just now." Wang Fan saw at a glance that this was just a errand disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect at the third level of Qi Refining. He waved his hand and said, "No problem, go and call the shopkeeper out." The errand disciple said respectfully, "Okay, Senior Brother!", and then hurried back to the backyard. Wang Fan looked around the store and saw many small black coffins on the counter, only a few inches in size. It was estimated that they were all filled with refined corpses, but he didn't know if there were any silver-armored corpses for sale. Soon, the clerk came over with a short and ugly young man, who was also wearing the clothes of an outer disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect. Wang Fan directly showed the task token. The young man was obviously not good at speaking, and didn't say much. He just took out an account book and handed it to Wang Fan, and reminded him: "The copper-armored corpses in the store range from 100 to 2,000 spirit stones. The more powerful, the more expensive. There are only 3 silver-armored corpses for sale, all with clear prices. The clerk is a veteran and will be responsible for the sales business. Someone will come to take over next month, and you are only responsible for keeping the spirit stone account." Wang Fan asked, "If you have something to do, can you go out to do it?" The ugly young man replied, "Yes, the market is very safe, you can leave for ten days or half a month, and there is no problem. Do you have any other questions?" Wang Fan then asked, "What should I do with the profit spirit stones after one month?" The young man replied, "You can take it directly and hand it in when you go to the sect to hand in the task." Wang Fan nodded and said, "Okay, I got it." The young man turned around and left the store.

Wang Fan glanced at the clerk and then said, "I'm going out to do something. I will come to get the spirit stones in ten days or half a month. During this period, the spirit stones will be left with you." Wang Fan was too lazy to even ask the name of this errand disciple, and he was not afraid that he would abscond with the money. The Corpse Yin Sect has the soul blood of the disciples, and they can't escape at all. If they are caught, there will be a hundred ways to torture them, making them regret coming to this world.

The clerk was also speechless. The shopkeeper left his post as soon as he came, but he, a errand disciple, couldn't care so much, and said respectfully, "Brother, you go about your business, I'll just watch the store." Wang Fan left the shop directly, found the manager of the Tianmo Sect Market, and rented a cave with underground fire. Then Wang Fan spent all the spiritual stones on him, bought a medium-grade magic furnace in the Magic Treasure Pavilion, spent 200 spiritual stones, and used the remaining money to buy several spiritual medicines for the Barrier Breaking Pill. Then he returned to the cave to make pills. That night, Wang Fan wandered outside the market and attacked a few lucky people. They were all small Karami who were at the first or second level of Qi training, at most the third level. Wang Fan did not let these people meet, but dealt with them one by one, leaving their contact information and letting them go. These casual cultivators left with heavy hearts and grief, thinking that they would be controlled by others in the future, and they didn’t even know the other person’s appearance. What a damn bastard, God bless, the other party must not be a pervert, otherwise he would die without a burial place. After the casual cultivators went back, everyone couldn’t sleep, but Wang Fan was in a good mood. It was done. Tomorrow, he would find one of them to take action and get the Barrier Breaking Pill in his hand. This would make money, and the money would snowball. Hehehe, Wang Fan couldn't help but laugh.

In the following months, Wang Fan spent all his time refining pills, except for completing the Corpse Yin Sect's outer disciple mission. Wang Fan finally accumulated a huge fortune. A top-grade foundation-building pill was sold at 5,000-8,000 spirit stones, and a top-grade foundation-building pill was sold at more than 30,000 spirit stones. Wang Fan's pills were all top-grade, with a total of 3 furnaces of top-grade foundation-building pills, 9 pills per furnace, a total of 27 top-grade foundation-building pills. He also refined a furnace of marrow-cleansing pills, but he didn't plan to sell them. He kept 7 foundation-building pills and let one of the casual cultivators sell the others. Naturally, he was targeted. Wang Fan controlled other casual cultivators to contact that casual cultivator, and the price was transferred five or six times. In the end, Wang Fan finally got such a large amount of spirit stones, a full 650,000 spirit stones. Wang Fan also felt strange, as if he was a drug lord selling flour. Wang Fan used the sound transmission talisman to warn these casual cultivators that it would be best if they did not leave the market for the rest of their lives unless they could cultivate to the foundation-building stage. He also gave each of them 10,000 spirit stones and told them where to pick up the goods. Wang Fan directly gave the cultivator who sold the elixir at the beginning a top-grade foundation-building pill in addition to 10,000 spirit stones. The performances of several people were very consistent: they knelt down and kowtowed excitedly, shouting thank you, senior! 10,000 spirit stones is an astronomical figure, enough for them to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refining and buy a top-grade foundation-building pill. In particular, Wang Fan fainted after secretly seeing that the lucky guy got 10,000 spirit stones plus a top-grade foundation-building pill. This can't be blamed on this person's bad mentality. This is much more exaggerated than winning 5 million in the lottery. It can be said that this person was directly sent to the foundation-building stage. After the foundation is established, the life span doubles. Of course, the premise is that he can live to that time. (Some people may say, how can he still be so fragile after handling more than 600,000 spiritual stones? It's like Ma Moumou's 100 billion passed through your account and it's still someone else's. You didn't get a dime. A few days later, Ma Moumou directly rewarded you with several small goals, and you may have to be like Fan Jinzhong.)

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