Everyone in the world of cultivators knows that my cultivation level is low but I can fight

Ran Changle was also happy. She didn't have to look at each one one by one and someone would give something to her. She only needed to use the identification technique to check, which saved time, effort, spiritual stones, and she could also get treasures.

However, when Ran Changle used the identification technique for the hundredth time, her head tingled, her mouth and nose bleeded, and she fainted.

"Chang Le!"

Yushu, who was closest to her, exclaimed. When she was about to fall to the ground, he picked her up and ran straight to the nearest inn.

Several other people were also frightened and hurried to follow. Wen Ye arrived at the inn first and booked a room. Zhuo Zhuo and Qin Mian went to find a medical practitioner.

Yushu carried Ran Changle into the house and put her on the bed, carefully wiping the blood stains on her face with a nervous expression.

Soon, the doctor came, and she checked Ran Changle carefully: "It's nothing serious. His soul has been exhausted. He will be fine after a few days of rest."

"Is it really just a matter of rest? Do I need to take medicine? Will there be any other effects?"

Yushu asked several questions one after another.

Seeing the man in front of him looking so nervous, the girl lying there must be a very important person to him. The medical cultivator thought for a moment: "If there were soul-nourishing pills, she would recover faster. However, soul-nourishing pills are very expensive. The soul nourishing pill is even more expensive."

"Where can I buy soul nourishing pills?"

Yushu was overjoyed and asked quickly without paying attention to the price.

"The Shen family's shop should sell it." After thinking about it, the medical practitioner reminded him, "Her soul is not damaged, it's just excessive consumption. She can just take a rest. There is no need to use soul nourishing pills."

Zhuo Zhuo sent the doctor out, and Yushu said to the others: "I'm going to buy the soul nourishing pill. You take care of her first."

"Wait a minute." Zhao Jianlong stopped Yushu, "She is our junior sister, how can we ignore her."

With that said, Zhao Jianlong rummaged through the storage ring for a long time, pulled out fifty pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones, handed them to Yushu, and said awkwardly: "That's all I have."

Mu Chaoxi also took out all the spirit stones on her body and handed them to Yushu. She blushed and said, "I have less than the second senior brother, only forty-six yuan."

Because he bought Qin Mian the key to enter the secret realm of the Immortal Forest, Head Qin spent a lot of money. This time, Head Qin did not give Qin Mian any spiritual stones. Qin Mian only had one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones after searching all over his body.

Seeing that the total amount of spirit stones in the hands of these people was less than his fraction, Yushu was deeply impressed for the first time by how poor the sword cultivator was.

"No need." Yushu declined, turned around and left.

Arriving at the Shen family's shop, a waiter came up to him and asked, "Excuse me..."

Yushu directly interrupted his politeness and said: "I want to buy a soul nourishing pill."

When the waiter heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Usually few people buy soul nourishing pills. What happened today.

The principle of the Shen family store is that customers come first, and customers must be satisfied no matter what. The waiter quickly said: "The only soul nourishing pill in our store has been sold just now. We have urgently transferred goods from other stores, about half of it." The time will come.”

"Then I'll wait here." Yushu said.

"Senior, please follow me to the lounge. We will prepare spiritual fruits and refreshments for you."

The waiter led Yushu to a lounge, poured fragrant tea and put spiritual fruits on the table.

Yushu had no intention of eating the spirit fruit and drinking tea. When the soul nourishing pill arrived, he hurriedly paid and left.

When he returned to the inn with the soul-nourishing pill, Ran Changle had already woken up.

How could it be so fast? Doesn’t the medical practitioner say that you need to rest for a few days? Unless there is a soul nourishing pill, a soul nourishing pill?

I remembered that the waiter said that the soul nourishing pill had been sold. Everyone else was there at that time, only... Wen Ye.

Yushu narrowed his eyes and stared at Wen Ye. It was really annoying that he could make people subconsciously ignore his skills.

Wen Ye looked back at Yushu with provocative eyes, as if to say: "Of course I will protect my little junior sister, you can go on as an outsider."

Ran Changle didn't notice the exchange of eyes between the two. She took out the things she bought today and put them on the table.

Ran Changle first picked up a broken sword and stuffed it into Qin Mian's hand: "Brother Qin, there are flame crystals in this sword. Find a weapon refiner to extract the flame crystals and blend them into your Cangxi Sword. This will increase the number of Cangxi." The power of the sword.”

Qin Mian took the broken sword, his eyes flashed with excitement, then dimmed in an instant.

Yanjing is a very rare material, and a little bit can be sold for hundreds of top-quality spiritual stones. Except for Cangxi Sword, his whole body is not worth a hundred top-quality spiritual stones.

Qin Mian said awkwardly: "Little junior sister, I don't have a spirit stone."

Ran Changle waved his hand: "Who wants your spiritual stones? I didn't spend many spiritual stones on these. If you insist on giving them, just give me a medium-grade spiritual stone."

"Little junior sister, this..."

Qin Mian was a little embarrassed. The junior sister wanted so little, it was like giving it away for free, but he was really short of money.

"Whatever this and that, a medium-grade spiritual stone is just a medium-grade spiritual stone. I don't want any more." Ran Changle was firm.

Then, he said to the other senior brothers and sisters: "There are many treasures, everyone has them. Each one is only given a medium-grade spiritual stone. If you give more, I will be angry."

Several people looked at each other and finally agreed reluctantly.

After collecting Qin Mian's spiritual stone, Ran Changle picked up the dried herb and stuffed it into Yushu's hand: "This is the withered leaf moon spirit, which can repair your spiritual roots."

Yushu was very moved and took out a jade bottle: "I don't have a medium-grade spiritual stone. I can use this instead."

Ran Changle took it and uncorked the bottle and was shocked to see that it was a soul nourishing pill, which was much more valuable than the withered leaf moon spirit.

However, there was no need to be so clear about her relationship with Yushu, so Ran Changle put away the jade bottle.

Then, Ran Changle picked up the gray round stone and put it in Zhuo Zhuo's hand: "Senior Brother, this stone contains meteorite crystal marrow. You are using an epee, so it is just right."

Seeing Yushu exchange for other things, Zhuo Zhuo also took out two sword pills and said: "Little sister, you also know that senior brother doesn't have any spiritual stones, so use these sword pills in exchange."

The Jian Pill in the later stage of the Golden Pill was much more valuable than a mid-grade spiritual stone. Ran Changle accepted the Jian Pill knowing that the senior brother did not want her to suffer too much.

After that, Ran Changle picked up the broken book, put it into the basin, took out several materials from the storage ring, ground them together and poured them into the basin, and finally filled the basin with water.

After a while, the water in the basin began to bubble, the pages began to melt, and finally only a piece of golden paper remained.

It records a kind of swordsmanship: Feng Qi Tian Xia.

Ran Changle thought that his second senior brother Zhao Jianlong had wind spirit roots, so he handed him this piece of paper: "Second senior brother, you have wind spirit roots. It is just right to practice this."

Zhao Jianlong took the golden paper and looked at it with a shocked expression: "Swordsmanship!"

He returned the golden paper to Ran Changle: "Little junior sister, even swordsmanship can be practiced by anyone who is a swordsman. You should keep it for yourself."

Ran Changle thought for a moment and put away the golden paper: "Okay, I'll practice first. When I master it, everyone will take turns practicing."