On the way to the housing market, Guo Feilong encountered several cultivators from Green Sun County.

Some greeted him warmly, suggesting they should keep in touch more often in the future.

Others just nodded at him, which counted as a greeting.

Guo Feilong, who understood the ways of the world, knew that life was like a mirror.

When others smile at you, you should smile back.

When others are harsh to you, you should be harsh back.

After all, everyone is mingling in the circle of Green Sun County.

Without any conflicts of interest, getting along well with everyone is the best way to coexist.

During the two months since he arrived in Yellow Rock Town, Green Sun County, Guo Feilong would sometimes take the initiative to visit other immortal cultivation families.

Especially the major cultivation families of Li, Ma, Yang, Wang, Liu, Su, and Gongsun in Green Sun County, he had visited each at least twice.

One purpose was to make friends with them.

Another purpose was to see if there were any beautiful unmarried female cultivators in their families.

Marrying an ordinary person as a wife or concubine would only earn him 10 auspicious clouds, which was too few.

The chances of having children with spiritual roots were not very high either.

However, if both husband and wife were cultivators, the likelihood of their children having spiritual roots would be much greater.

Therefore, in the past month or so, he had been pondering over the unmarried, beautiful female cultivators in other cultivation families.

If he could marry those young and beautiful female cultivators from these families, the benefits would be numerous.

Not only would it increase the number of auspicious clouds, but the chances of having children with spiritual roots would also be higher.

Moreover, it would expand his network of relatives, as all the surrounding cultivation families would be his in-laws or brothers-in-law.

No local cultivator would dare to trouble him.

Even in future battles with other cultivators, he could rally dozens or even hundreds of relatives to join him in a group fight.

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Although incidents of murder and robbery were common in this world, and some cultivators were extremely selfish and would kill anyone for wealth, including their own parents and children, such cultivators were a very small minority in the cultivation world. Most cultivators still valued their friends and family greatly.

The cultivation world was not as cruel as some novels depicted, where survival was a brutal struggle of people trampling over each other.

Of course, cultivators were still human and could not escape human nature.

As long as one did not flaunt their wealth and incite greed or murderous intent in others, and possessed a certain level of strength, they would have many cultivator friends rather than enemies plotting their demise.

Cultivators were not much different from ordinary people; if the benefits were great enough, there was nothing they wouldn't do.

Just a few days ago, Guo Feilong organized a banquet in Green Sun County, inviting all local cultivators above the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Some attended out of respect for him.

Others did not.

At the banquet, Guo Feilong told them that he had some talent in alchemy, with a success rate of about 30% for first and second-grade cultivation elixirs.

He said that if anyone wanted to save costs on alchemy in the future, they could come to him.

His status in the hearts of the cultivators present rose significantly.

Their smiles became more genuine, and they were more willing to befriend him.

This is the status of an alchemist in the cultivation world; everyone wants to associate with alchemists.

Not only because cultivation requires elixirs, but also because healing elixirs are needed when injured.

All medicines are inseparable from alchemists.

Professions like artifact refiners, talisman makers, and formation masters cannot compare to the status of alchemists.

After all, the spiritual instruments refined by artifact refiners are consumed very slowly.

A spiritual instrument can even be passed down for several generations before breaking in battle.

Nothing consumes as quickly as elixirs.

The reason he told them he was an alchemist was to lay the groundwork for future wealth.

In the cultivation world, if a cultivator has no means of earning money, no inheritance from ancestors, yet possesses many spirit stones, it easily arouses suspicion from other cultivators, who might wonder if there's a secret behind their wealth.

That would be very dangerous, as others might try to kill you to seize your secret for themselves.

One must know how to be low-key, displaying only five or six parts of one's strength.

But one must not be too low-key; it's necessary to show some strength to make others wary.

Only then can many things go smoothly.

Guo Feilong flew for over ten hours a day, covering 2,000 miles.

Four days later, he finally arrived at the cultivation market 8,000 miles away in Yellow Rock Town—Xiaoye Village.

It was the only market opened by the Spirit Creek Sect within a radius of over twenty counties.

The village had over forty buildings, all top-grade defensive spiritual instruments—guard towers, each serving as a shop.

There were shops selling elixirs, spiritual instruments, rune scripts, spirit herbs, and plants, as well as auction houses, inns, and theaters where performances were sold but not the performers.

Some of these shops were operated by the Spirit Creek Sect itself.

Others were run by other cultivation forces, which had to pay a hefty annual shop rental fee to the Spirit Creek Sect.

Because incidents of murder and robbery were frequent in the cultivation world, many cultivators did not want others to know what they bought or sold.

They either wore masks or wide-brimmed hats to conceal their identities.

Even acquaintances couldn't recognize them.

Guo Feilong followed the local customs and wore a tiger mask before entering Xiaoye Village's cultivation market, changing into a black robe.

At this moment, Guo Feilong, wearing a tiger mask, walked into the Spirit Creek Shop opened by the Spirit Creek Sect. A young and beautiful female clerk immediately approached him.

"Fellow Daoist, are you looking to buy elixirs, spiritual instruments, or formation disks and talismans?"

The female clerk wore the servant attire of the Spirit Creek Sect, with a Qi Refining level of two, and a professional smile on her face.

Under the tiger mask, Guo Feilong got straight to the point: "I am a low-grade alchemist and wish to collaborate with your Spirit Creek Sect to provide elixirs for you to sell."

Although the Spirit Creek Sect was the local overlord, the number of alchemists within the sect was not too many, and they were very willing to collaborate with alchemists for mutual benefit.

To be precise, anyone who could bring benefits to the Spirit Creek Sect was a guest worthy of being invited to the second floor for tea.

The female servant cultivator from the Spirit Creek Sect politely led him to a room on the second floor and said, "Please wait here for a moment. Our manager, Steward Sun, is currently discussing business with another fellow Daoist. Once Steward Sun is finished, they will come to discuss the collaboration with you. There are snacks and tea here, please help yourself."

"Alright," Guo Feilong nodded, sitting down to wait without touching the snacks or tea on the table.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Steward Sun, dressed in a white long skirt, walked in.

The moment Guo Feilong saw Steward Sun, he was taken aback, unexpectedly encountering an acquaintance here.