If it hadn't been for the fact that Zhu Yourong had been providing him with that special water in the academy recently, which not only had magical dragon energy, but also had the miraculous effect of assisting in breaking the mirror, allowing him to practice very quickly and without much pressure.

Zhao Rong has been coming to the city a long time ago to find some way to make money and buy elixirs.

Today, when he came to Duyoudongcheng, Zhao Rong sold a poem he had prepared for climbing the building.

I was just inside Sheng Wanbao.

An excellent poem about Zhao Rong’s identity and actions.

There is no doubt that he is the shopkeeper who specializes in receiving distinguished customers.

At the same time, it was similar to what Zhao Rong had imagined. The shopkeeper was not too shocked or curious about him. He just served Zhao Rong with appropriate respect.

The secluded city under your feet is like a continent in despair. There are many strange people and strange people, as well as a dazzling array of treasures and elixirs.

Climbing the stairs to read poems is not cheap, but it is not rare.

Although it is not a thousand-year-old business that is famous all over the continent, the shopkeeper of Sheng Wanbao is also well-informed.

In addition, Zhao Rong's dress makes it obvious to anyone with a discerning eye that he is a Confucian scholar in the academy, and his poems for selling climbing products are even more reasonable.

Moreover, the shopkeeper quietly hinted to Zhao Rong, which roughly meant...

If 'Master Lin' can get more precious high-grade poems, he can also trade with them, Sheng Wanbao can digest it.

Even if it is a rare poem like "Luo Hua Wu Self Realm", they can help Zhao Rong send it to some special channels for sale. As long as there is a small commission, it is enough to make friends with "Mr. Lin".

'Mr. Lin' looks like a dragon or a phoenix among people at first glance. Sheng Wanbao is full of sincerity and can discuss any business in the future...

However, Zhao Rong pretended not to understand and did not reply. He only said that the master of the academy was very strict, and it was already very difficult and dangerous to sell a poem written by "Denglou Pin".

This time, Zhao Rong sold this poem for a lot of money.

It was several times more than the money left by Brother Sanbian before, and it was paid in a hard currency called Cai Die Qian, which was linked to middle-grade spiritual stones.

Zhao Rong did not go into too much detail and directly used the money to buy spiritual objects in Sheng Wanbao.

In addition to the body-replenishing elixir that supplements his martial arts practice.

Zhao Rong also made a rough selection and bought some rune elixirs that might be used down the mountain. Many of them were carried by people on the mountain, so he also prepared a copy.

After that, Zhao Rong was going to leave directly.

As a result, before leaving, he stopped in front of a very conspicuous counter next to Sheng Wanbao Gate.

Zhao Rong's eyes were attracted by a "fancy" but familiar strange object on the counter.

When the shopkeeper saw this, he was also enthusiastic about the promotion, but Zhao Rong, who couldn't take his eyes away from him before even saying a few words, already nodded without hesitation and thought he was being taken advantage of.

He bought two of them and spent a lot of money on them. Well, they were much more expensive than the spiritual objects he had purchased before.

Therefore, the money from the sale of the Climbing Tower Poetry poem this time left only three colorful butterfly coins and nine green clam coins corresponding to low-grade spiritual stones.

However, Zhao Rong left quite satisfied. The smiling shopkeeper was very discerning and did not send Zhao Rong out with any fanfare.

At this moment, Chen Ji is inside the carriage.

Zhao Rong touched the two gadgets in his sleeves and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Isn’t a man’s money just for women?

…

Half an hour later.

In front of the north gate of the Fourth Palace of Taiqing, a carriage pulled by blood-red horses slowly stopped.

After the carriage stopped, Zhao Rong jumped off the carriage and told Lu Wan something. After that, he directly entered the Fourth Palace of Taiqing.

With his status as a Confucian scholar in the academy, Zhao Rong had a smooth journey.

Taiqing Mansion covers a large area, even larger than Linlu Academy.

This was what Zhao Rong and Qing Jun measured with their feet while holding hands when they came to Taiqing Mansion to give lectures with Mr. Yan.

Half of Taiqing Mansion is located inside the city and half is located outside the city, running through the 100-foot city wall of the East City.

You can even go in and out of the East City directly from the north and south gates of the Fourth Taiqing Prefecture, which is very convenient.

Thanks to having lived there for a while before, Zhao Rong arrived at Nanci Jingshe with ease after entering from the north gate.

He walked to the gatekeeper of the monastery, saluted the tall-haired female official whom he was already familiar with, and said his name.

"My descendant, Zhao Ziyu, is here to see Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er from Qinglianxuan. Could you please give me an announcement?"

The lady official with tall temples was even more unforgettable about Zhao Rong, so she did not hesitate and told him directly:

"The two fairies Zhao from Qinglianxuan went out in the morning and have not returned yet. The two fairies are students of Xiaoyao Mansion. They should still be practicing in Xiaoyao Mansion at this time. There is no possibility of returning in the evening."

Zhao Rong raised his head and glanced at the sun. He estimated that it was around seven o'clock, not yet noon.

He nodded slightly and thanked the female official with tall temples.

Then, he smiled and asked for the direction of Xiaoyao Mansion. After getting the directions, he went to look for it alone.

Zhao Rong politely asked for directions along the way. About a quarter of an hour later, he arrived in front of a building built by the water and hidden in the green forest.

The name of the plaque is "Dao Xiaoyao".

Zhao Rong looked inside the gate.

There are many buildings, carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions, water pavilions and other open-air buildings inside.

The overall style is simple and elegant.

There is no such thing as the overflowing sword energy or the chilling atmosphere that Zhao Rong imagined before.

Instead, they were sparse and ordinary. Most of the students from the Xiaoyao Mansion who came in and out of the door had a reserved temperament. Of course, there were also those students who were hard to mess with at first glance.

It's just not much, most of them are quite normal.

So, it seems that this place where sword cultivators gather is not as high-profile as expected?

Zhao Rong blinked, stepped inside, and went to look for someone.

Not long after.

Zhao Rong, who was wandering around randomly, found that there seemed to be a group of government students gathering in the open air in front of him.

Zhao Rong stood looking from a distance. He glanced around and immediately spotted the figures of Qingjun and Qian'er. But the next second, his eyes were attracted by a familiar figure at the front of the crowd, sitting opposite the students.

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Zhao Rong squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

It was actually Tao Yuanran whom I had met once before in Taibai Mountain in Zhongnan.
Chapter completed!