After years of dedication and growth, Yulan was now twelve years old. Her short, green hair, reflecting her roots and connection to nature, was a symbol of her evolution within the sect. The green robes she wore were adorned with patterns that evoked the shapes of trees, representing not only her origins but also her strength and determination. After a morning meditation that had energized her, Yulan felt ready to face the outside world.

That day, she decided it was time to explore the nearby city’s market, a vibrant place full of life where cultivators, merchants, and travelers gathered to exchange goods, stories, and wisdom. Yulan had carefully prepared her body-strengthening pills, aphrodisiac pills, and fasting pills with a special touch of herbs she had grown in her magical garden. With a confident smile, she arranged the pills in a small basket, ready to present her creations to the world.

Upon arriving at the market, Yulan was immediately enveloped by the bustling atmosphere. The stalls were filled with a variety of goods, from rare herbs to enchanted talismans, and the aroma of spices and fresh produce wafted through the air. She felt excited and a little nervous, but she was determined to make a good sale.

As she browsed through the stalls, Yulan spotted a familiar face. Mister Wu, an elderly vendor of talismans and formations, was chatting with a few nearby customers. He was known for his wisdom and the in-depth knowledge he had of the trade and the goods he sold. His eyes shone with the experience he had accumulated over the years, and Yulan had always admired his ability to draw in buyers with his fascinating stories.

“Mr. Wu!” Yulan called, approaching with a smile. “Hello! Today I bring you some pills I made!”

“Ah, Yulan!” the old man replied, his expression warm. “How nice to see you. What did you bring to the market today?”

Yulan enthusiastically introduced her pills, explaining each of their properties and benefits. Lord Wu’s gaze lit up as he tried one of the body-strengthening pills.

— Excellent! The texture and flavor are very pleasant. You really outdid yourself, young man! — he praised, while chewing the pill. — It is essential to know how to present your products and understand the needs of your customers. This is what will make you a successful merchant.

Yulan listened attentively to Lord Wu’s words, absorbing each piece of advice as if it were spiritual herbs. She knew that business was not just about selling, but about understanding people’s needs and building relationships.

“What about the risks, Young Yulan?” Lord Wu continued in a serious tone. “Business can be a dangerous field. There are always those who try to cheat others. Always be vigilant and protect your business.”

“Thank you, Lord Wu. I will remember that,” Yulan promised, determined to follow his advice.

With the old man’s guidance, Yulan began to feel more confident. She began to attract the attention of passersby, promoting her pills and explaining their benefits. To her surprise, sales began to increase. With each customer that approached, she felt her enthusiasm grow, and soon a small crowd had formed around her stall.

While selling, Yulan also observed the other traders. There was so much to learn from observing their methods, interactions, and selling strategies. The market was alive with laughter, discussions, and the sound of money exchanging hands. Amidst all this, Yulan was creating her own space, contributing her art and skills.

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At the end of the day, with her basket nearly empty and her heart full, Yulan looked up at the sky, where the sun was beginning to set. The warm colors of the sunset reflected her joy and satisfaction. There was something magical about sharing her creations with others, and she knew that each pill sold was a small part of herself being taken on new journeys.

“See you next time, Mister Wu!” Yulan waved as she bid the old salesman farewell.

— See you soon, Yulan! Keep shining as always! — he replied with a smile.

Yulan returned home, exhausted, but full of hope and new ideas. With her pills and Lord Wu’s teachings in mind, she was looking forward to what the future held. Every step she took on the path of commerce and alchemy was a step closer to realizing her dream of becoming a great cultivator and alchemist.

With her busy life full of new experiences in the marketplace, Yulan couldn’t help but notice that a special event was approaching in the sect. Every month, the disciples would gather to celebrate a ritual that was more than just a ceremony; it was a sacred time of gratitude and renewal. The sect held these ceremonies to thank the fire spirits and recognize the achievements of its members. For Yulan, it was an opportunity to connect more deeply with her roots and the energy that surrounded her.

She remembered how vibrant and meaningful the rituals were. The great bonfire, always central to such events, was not only a source of light and warmth, but also a symbol of strength, transformation, and renewal. It was here that disciples danced and made vows of loyalty, committing themselves to the path of cultivation and learning. The sounds of music and the voices of practitioners intertwined, creating a symphony that reverberated through the night, an ode to dedication and spirituality.

In the days leading up to the ritual, Yulan felt a growing sense of anticipation. She knew that in addition to being a celebratory event, the ceremony was also a chance to strengthen her bonds with her fellow cultivators. As the day of the ritual approached, she began to prepare herself mentally and physically. She remembered how she would dress in her finest sect clothes, which represented her roots and her connection to wood and nature. She wanted her presence at the ritual to be meaningful and meaningful.

Finally, the night of the ritual arrived. The sky was clear, and the stars shone brightly, as if they were watching the event. Yulan joined the other disciples who had gathered in a large space in the sect, where a huge bonfire was already burning, illuminating the darkness around them. The warmth of the fire was comforting, and the smell of burning wood mixed with the night air created a magical atmosphere.

The sect elders stood at the forefront, ready to conduct the ceremony. With fluid gestures and resonant voices, they called upon the fire spirits, thanking them for their blessings and protection. With each word, Yulan felt her connection to the energy around her grow stronger, as if the fire itself were responding to the disciples’ reverence and vows.

As the music began, the disciples joined in dancing around the fire. Yulan let herself be carried away by the rhythm and felt free. The movement, the energy, and the camaraderie with her fellow cultivators created a transcendent experience. In that moment, she was not just Yulan, the young cultivator; she was part of something much larger, a tapestry of life, growth, and dedication.

When the time came to take the vows, Yulan stood among her peers. With her heart pounding, she swore her loyalty to the sect’s principles and the pursuit of knowledge and power. She promised to honor the fire spirits and use their abilities to protect and strengthen the sect. The words flowed from her lips as if guided by an inner force, and the warm response from the fire seemed to confirm her resolve.

At the end of the ceremony, all the disciples gathered in a circle, their hands raised toward the fire. Together, they sang a song of gratitude and hope, their voices joining in a single echo that reverberated through the air, as if nature itself were listening. Yulan closed her eyes, absorbing the energy and emotion of the moment.

When the ceremony finally came to an end, Yulan felt renewed. The flames of the bonfire, now more intense than ever, symbolized not only the power of the fire spirits, but also the collective power of the disciples united in pursuit of a common purpose. As she returned to her cave, Yulan knew that this ritual had reinforced her commitment to the sect and her journey as a cultivator. From that day forward, she would not only cultivate her skills, but also cultivate bonds, friendships, and a deeper connection with the elements around her.