Chapter 845: Creating a God-Devil Divine Power

Glancing at the sky, he thought of something. The Xia Emperor had given him a day off, and if he took a break tomorrow, wouldn’t that mean that he would take two days off in a row?

Thinking of this…

He was originally planning to leave, but he was no longer in a hurry.

He lazily lay on the ground and rested his head on his arms like an old man.

“Hehe ~!” Yang Hongling covered her mouth and giggled.

“Haven’t those twin sisters served you well?” she asked.

Zhang Ronghua wasn’t surprised. Ma Ning and Ma Jing didn’t hide anything when they entered the residence. People with ulterior motives probably already knew. He casually said,” Don’t think too much. They are quite pitiful.”

“I know!” Yang Hongling responded.

She believed in his character and also believed in her own judgment.

She blinked her eyes playfully and suddenly entered into her role play. She spoke in a gentle voice, like a maid in a greenhouse.” Master, this servant will serve you now!”

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing two fair and tender arms. She clenched her fists together and gently pounded them, starting from her legs. There was a wicked smile on her exquisite face.

“Comfortable?”

” You…” Zhang Ronghua’s face darkened. He glared at her fiercely.” Be serious.”

“Master, I’m not serious?” Yang Hongling seemed to be addicted.

Zhang Ronghua was speechless.

He couldn’t be bothered with her. If he wanted to play, then play. He closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

An hour later.

Yang Hongling stopped. She was tired. She lay on the side and looked at the stars and full moon in the night sky. She sighed.” It’s so beautiful.”

“It’s not the scenery that’s beautiful, but the people,” Zhang Ronghua said.

They watched quietly until the wee hours of the morning.

“It’s late. I’ll go back first,” said Zhang Ronghua.

“Be careful!”

He walked out of the courtyard.

When he reached the door, he didn’t see Duan Jiu. He learned from the disciples beside him that he had gone on a mission with Mei Changshu to kill a heretic practitioner.

He walked away and went to Riches Lane before returning to his residence. He left some of his true spirit for his parents.

After a while.

He left his home in Riches Lane and took a small path toward the Vermilion Bird Lane’s mansion.

On the North-South Avenue.

No. 168 and No. 169 were connected to each other. The left side sold pills and the right side sold talismans. This was Ji Xueyan’s business. She would sell the pills and talismans she refined to earn money. Then, she would purchase spirit herbs to feed Jixia Hall, allowing the disciples in the hall to cultivate faster.

Although her alchemy and talisman making skills were low, she was smart, talented, and had a strong comprehension ability. With that plan, she had hope in her heart. No matter what she did, she would be energetic and full of vitality. No matter how hard it was, when she thought of Zhang Ronghua, her fatigue disappeared and she was full of energy again. Although the pills and talismans she refined were mainly of the Yellow and Mystic grades, and the Earth grade was rare, the effects were good. They were a little stronger than the same grade items and the price was a little higher. With his reputation, his business was not bad, and his daily income was considerable.

If she was given enough time to improve her Alchemy and Talisman Crafting skills, the higher the grade of the things she refined, the more she would earn.

However, there were people who were jealous and could not see her living well. They could not do anything bad openly, so they made it clear that they were fighting.

Aren’t you selling pills and talismans? I’ll do the same!

Ji Lingshuang bought the three shops that were connected together at a high price and asked her father to arrange for a person who had reached the perfection of the fourth realm in alchemy, a person who had reached the perfection of the third realm in talisman making, and a person who had reached the perfection of the third realm in artifact making to take charge. They would specially refine pills, talismans, and weapons. They would lower the prices and deliberately compete with Ji Xueyan, wanting to steal her business so that she would not be able to earn a single cent.

The effect was obvious. The same thing had the same effect. Naturally, he would choose the cheaper one. This was his nature and would not change no matter what.

During this period of time, he had snatched a lot of business.

Ji Xueyan received the news that if the price was lowered, the profits would be greatly reduced, and it would not be able to support the development of Jixia Hall. Taking into account the failure rate, the money earned would only be able to break even. She did not blindly lower the price, but she could not sit back and do nothing. After thinking about it, she came up with an idea. If she bought pills and spiritual talismans, she would be given a simple cultivation experience. From the Houtian realm to the Grandmaster realm. If she wanted a more detailed cultivation experience, she would have to pay more!

Ji Lingshuang was dumbfounded. She did not expect the other party to ease her attack with a light move. Even if she wanted to ask her father for help in such a small matter, she would not be able to do so. Ji Xingchen was the First Deputy Palace Master of Jixia Learning Palace. Other than his daily cultivation, he was busy with other matters. It was impossible for him to help her every time. Was he shameless if word got out?

After some thought.

Ji Lingshuang took out her own cultivation experience, as well as the cultivation experience of other great scholars and experts, and copied them again. Although some people had high cultivation, the higher the cultivation, the better the cultivation experience.

For example.

A person’s cultivation only represented their battle prowess, while their cultivation experience was their comprehension of the Dao.

For example, Zhang Ronghua and the old man were not at the same level of cultivation, but Zhang Ronghua’s cultivation experience was inferior to the old man. There was nothing else but a solid foundation.

It was like the final destination. The old man had chosen one path, or even two paths…Zhang Ronghua had taken dozens, hundreds, or even hundreds of roads to reach the end. Naturally, it was different.

There was one more thing.

The stronger the cultivation of some people, the easier it was to cultivate. They clearly knew it and even grasped it, but they couldn’t tell clearly.

Ji Lingshuang’s cultivation experience wasn’t as good as Ji Xueyan’s, and her business was overtaken once again. She was jealous, but there was nothing she could do.