119: New Plan

This time, Jiang Hanwen didn't use the previous teacup. Instead, he took out a new set of pure white porcelain tea ware. The tea leaves were also different from before; they were silvery-white, needle-shaped tea.

Seeing the equipment completely different from his own, Li Minzhong looked as if he knew Jiang Hanwen valued women over friends, pouting and rubbing his hands while looking at the teacups with expectant eyes.

Warming the water, heating the pot, brewing the tea, removing impurities, boiling the tea, and serving the tea were all done in one fluid motion.

Both of them drank their tea.

"Wow, so fragrant!" Li Minzhong exaggeratedly widened his eyes and quickly pushed his cup forward again, looking eagerly at the teapot, like an old lecher gazing at a captivating woman.

Jiang Hanwen ignored the teacup pushed towards him. This needle-shaped tea was cultivated by him using the Spirit Rain Technique. Although the yield was not small, rarity made it valuable. He was in business, not charity.

Jiang Hanwen smiled and only poured for Bai Youlan.

After three consecutive cups, a faint blush appeared on Bai Youlan's cheeks, visible even through her light veil.

Jiang Hanwen took out a key, pointed to a half-open wooden door nearby, and said, "Go on, Yunxu cleaned it yesterday."

"Okay."

Economical with her words, Bai Youlan stood up and walked directly to the door with the key.

A refined fragrance, overriding the scent of tea, wafted into his nostrils.

Once the door closed, Li Minzhong whispered, "Shopkeeper, I want to drink too. You're being unfair."

"Young Miss Bai gave me eighty Cultivation Techniques for Body Tempering that I've never seen before."

"Well... well, I also gave five." By the end, he felt a bit shy. Li Minzhong simply stood up and righteously declared, "You wait, I'll definitely bring something good next time!"

"Alright, then I'll wait for you." Jiang Hanwen smiled slightly.

When he first came down the mountain, he had thought about pursuing Alchemy, but the words 'Legacy' weighed heavily on his mind.

Compared to things he could take his time to learn, many other things emphasized Legacy.

If you attacked someone's disciple, the master would come after you, and that wasn't safe.

The Bai family's situation was clear proof.

So, Jiang Hanwen changed his method of making money, appropriately focusing his energy on brewing tea and guiding Cultivation Techniques.

Secretly, he also opened an ordinary medicinal shop, selling Spiritual Plants from his backyard, and adding his calming tea, hundreds of jin per month, which he sold through Tianyuan Residence, along with his share of profits. His income was quite considerable, over thirty thousand taels a month.

As for Alchemy or Talisman Legacy, he would definitely need them.

Directly robbing was certainly not an option, so he planned to wait until he Breakthrough to Coagulated Spring and became stronger.

At that time, he would go to the Black Stone City auction and directly buy a Legacy. It would be expensive, but it was safe.

With no one asking him to brew tea, he was content with the quiet. Fresh Spiritual Qi settled into his stomach, reshaping it little by little.

The third layer of the Divine Breath True Scripture: Qi Manipulation.

Divine Breath and Spiritual Qi completely Fusion, illuminating the internal organs, forming an inner grand heavenly cycle, which complemented the small Five Elements cycle in the Dantian. This could increase the intensity of Spiritual Qi and simultaneously enhance the power of Spells, allowing Jiang Hanwen's Spells to achieve zero loss, somewhat like increasing income and reducing expenditure.

Because he underwent Body Tempering every day, Jiang Hanwen's heart was the first organ to be illuminated, followed by his two kidneys, forming an alternation of heart fire and kidney water.

The third was the stomach, which aided digestion.

An hour later, with a click, Bai Youlan pushed open the door.

The beauty's veil had been removed, revealing a face of exquisite beauty, crafted by nature.

Her eyebrows were like a new moon, her eyes like bright stars, a delicate nose and jade-like lips, and skin as white as snow.

With no one else around, the beauty sat down, leaned back slightly, and relaxed considerably in the soft blanket.

"How is it?" Jiang Hanwen asked.

"It's better, but I still can't sleep," Bai Youlan said, glancing at the first floor with a bitter smile on her lips.

"This won't do. If it goes on for too long, drinking tea will also become an addiction. Let's slow down, rest for a while, and then Cultivate again."

Jiang Hanwen shook his head. Bai Youlan was a Talisman Master who had once suffered Qi Deviation.

She came to him for the calming effect of the tea, using tea to replace the Medicinal Pills she ate.

However, this method was like replacing coffee with tea; it only treated the symptoms, not the root cause. Too much dependence would make her more vulnerable.

After all, she was his big client, worth hundreds of others. He had to protect her well and prevent her from suffering Qi Deviation again.

Eighty Cultivation Techniques, all leading directly to Mortal Shedding Ninefold, more than even the Zhuang family had, showed the profound heritage of the Bai family.

Compared to him, who was just trying to survive under the guise of avoiding trouble, the Bai family was truly seeking refuge.

Pressing her lips together, Bai Youlan tentatively looked at Jiang Hanwen: "I... I want to drink tea."

Jiang Hanwen shook his head, refusing her request.

The Young Miss continued, "Then I'll watch you brew."

Jiang Hanwen continued to shake his head. This Young Miss not only liked to drink tea but also liked to watch him brew it. He was truly impressed.

Are all Talisman Masters like this, having some peculiar habits or another?

Having been rejected twice in a row, Bai Youlan was a bit unhappy. She just sat there, staring intently at Jiang Hanwen, as if saying, 'I don't believe you won't make a move.'

Jiang Hanwen let her be. She was just a Young Miss; let her watch. He wasn't a teenager who would blush from being watched.

Considering it a test of his resolve, Jiang Hanwen adjusted his breathing and continued to calm his mind, striving to illuminate his spleen and stomach.

He sat for two hours, and the Young Miss showed no sign of sleepiness; her spirit was still highly excited.

"Thump, thump, thump ~"

Footsteps came from the stairs closest to their corner. The Young Miss pulled up her veil, covering her face.

Zheng Yunxu, wearing a mask, walked directly towards Jiang Hanwen, and a low, languid, and sensual voice like the evening breeze sounded:

"Shopkeeper, Shopkeeper Huang asked me to give you this."

Saying that, Zheng Yunxu put down a palm-sized black cloth bag. The item was very heavy, making a dull thud on the table. It was probably thirty to forty jin for such a small piece.

Seeing the item, joy flashed in Jiang Hanwen's eyes:

"Good. Go to the accounts and take six thousand taels to Shopkeeper Huang."

"Should these be put away?" Zheng Yunxu inadvertently glanced at Bai Youlan and pointed to the white porcelain tea ware, asking.

"Put them away. The tea has dried." Jiang Hanwen unwrapped the cloth bag, revealing a silvery-gray object inside.

This was Silver Mist Steel, ten times the price of gold, and fifty times the weight of equivalent steel. Even without forging, it possessed the hardness of profound steel that could be folded a thousand times. It was an excellent treasure for crafting Spiritual Artifacts.

After Zheng Yunxu took away the tea ware, Bai Youlan immediately stood up and left without a word, seemingly displeased that Jiang Hanwen had asked to put away the tea ware.

Seeing the Young Miss leave, Jiang Hanwen looked outside through the carved window. It was late autumn, and the sky darkened quickly, with several gray leaden clouds hanging low.

Jiang Hanwen directly hung a sign on the table saying 'No Tea Today' and turned to go back to his room.

On the first floor, Xia Zhijie stood by the counter, looking at Zheng Yunxu with a complex expression in his eyes. He opened his mouth as if to speak but couldn't get the words out.