txolops Chapter 246 Nalan Yu
Chapter 246 Nalan Yu
As he walked around the screen, a woman in her thirties came into view. She had a beautiful face and fair skin, and was quite lovely. She wore a blue silk robe, and her long, black hair was casually tied into a bun, falling naturally to her chest.
The woman was undeniably beautiful in both appearance and figure, but her lower body seemed to have some problem. She was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, seemingly unable to move at all.
"I was seriously injured in a battle many years ago. Even for a cultivator, I'm afraid I'll never fully recover. I apologize for making you laugh, fellow Daoist." Although the woman was smiling, there was a hint of melancholy in her eyes, yet she still possessed a captivating charm.
"I feel sorry for what happened to you, senior," Du Fan sighed and said with a serious expression.
"It's nothing, fellow Daoist, please sit down first." The woman lightly raised her hand to smooth the stray hairs on her forehead, appearing somewhat languid. She glanced at Du Fan, smiled slightly, and spoke softly.
Du Fan nodded, took two steps forward, and sat down on a wooden chair not far from the woman.
"My surname is Nalan, and my given name is Yu. How shall I address you, fellow Daoist?" After Du Fan sat down, the woman in the blue dress raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Well... I'm only here to make a transaction, so I don't think there's any need for me to introduce myself," Du Fan said hesitantly after a moment's thought.
Seeing this, Nalan Yu wasn't angry. She looked at Du Fan with a smile and shook her head, saying:
"Fellow Daoist must have misunderstood something. Our shop does not belong to Crescent Island. Our headquarters is on Ming Island. This is just a branch. Therefore, no matter what role you play on Crescent Island, you don't need to worry about it here."
To put it bluntly, even if you were a wanted person on Crescent Island, we wouldn't do anything to you.
On the contrary, once you enter our Sun and Moon Pavilion, you become our guest. At least within this market, your life and property are completely guaranteed. Otherwise, who would dare to trade at the Sun and Moon Pavilion?
"Ming Island? Could it be the Ming Island that's one of the three main islands?" Upon hearing this, Du Fan suddenly realized something and exclaimed in surprise.
"If there are no islands with the same name among the Seventy-Two Islands of Earthly Fiends, then that's it. However, let me make this clear beforehand: the condition for my promise is that your transaction must satisfy this building."
"If it's just a transaction of a few hundred spirit stones, I can't guarantee what I said earlier." The woman in the blue dress toyed with her hair, glanced at Du Fan, and said meaningfully.
Although the woman in the blue dress's words were not pleasant and contained a hint of warning, Du Fan felt relieved and somewhat reassured after hearing them. He clasped his hands in a fist and said:
"Senior Nalan, my name is Du Fan. I am here to purchase a batch of deep yellow demon cores."
"So Fellow Daoist Du wants to buy a deep yellow demon core. No wonder you're so cautious. Don't worry, as long as we successfully complete the transaction, this establishment will ensure your safe departure from the market, and no one will dare to follow you."
"We still have some deep yellow demon cores left in this building. I wonder how many Fellow Daoist Du would like to purchase?" Nalan Yu covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, speaking casually.
"Forty pills." Du Fan said solemnly, taking a deep breath, and enunciating each word clearly.
"Forty?" Nalan Yu had been all smiles just a moment ago, but after hearing Du Fan's words, the smile on her pretty face froze instantly. As a Foundation Establishment expert, she was stunned for a moment.
"Fellow Daoist Du, are you joking? Or did I mishear?" Nalan Yu gasped, her face turning slightly cold. Her beautiful eyes suddenly became deep as she stared at Du Fan and said in a low voice.
"I am not joking, and Senior Nalan has not misheard. I do indeed wish to purchase forty deep yellow demon cores."
Moreover, I made thorough preparations before coming here, and I am not just speaking carelessly.” Upon seeing this, Du Fan felt a chill in his heart, quickly stood up, clasped his hands in a bow, and said again in a solemn voice.
"The number of forty deep yellow demon cores is astonishing, but our establishment can still provide them. However, Fellow Daoist Du, are you sure you have enough spirit stones?" Nalan Yu quickly regained her composure, but a hint of doubt remained in her beautiful eyes.
"If your establishment sells demon cores at a fair price, I believe I have enough spirit stones here," Du Fan said with a slight smile and a nod of confirmation.
Nalan Yu rolled her eyes at Du Fan, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction:
"Fellow Daoist Du, you're joking. While we wouldn't dare say that all the items sold in this shop are the lowest in the entire market, they are all below market price. The thing you described will absolutely not happen."
Since Fellow Daoist Du is so sincere and trusts our establishment so much, then very well, I will take the liberty of selling you thirty-six deep yellow demon cores at market price. The remaining four can be considered a small gift from our Sun and Moon Pavilion to you."
"Thank you very much, Senior Nalan. However, I still need to check the quality of the demon core before we can make the transaction." Du Fan was overjoyed upon hearing this. The woman in the blue dress's words were equivalent to giving him a 10% discount, saving him more than 3,000 spirit stones for nothing.
"Of course." Nalan Yu raised an eyebrow, but without saying a word, she immediately flicked her sleeve, and a talisman appeared instantly. She grabbed it in her hand, and then extended a slender finger and pointed at the talisman from a distance.
Before long, Nalan Yu suddenly moved his five fingers and quickly cast a mysterious spell into the talisman. The next moment, the talisman suddenly shone brightly and then turned to ashes in a ball of flame.
"Fellow Daoist Du, please wait a moment. In no more than half an hour, someone will gather the demon cores and deliver them. You might as well try our spiritual tea first. This kind of spiritual tea is quite famous even in Ming Island."
Nalan Yu smiled gently at Du Fan and offered an explanation. The two then chatted casually in the room.
To Du Fan's delight, Nalan Yu, for reasons unknown, imparted some cultivation insights to him. With Nalan Yu's Foundation Establishment cultivation, her experience in cultivation and her understanding of cultivation were naturally unique, from which Du Fan benefited greatly.
Before half an incense stick's time had passed, a Qi Refining cultivator dressed as a servant knocked on the door and entered, carrying a tray with a brownish-gray storage bag on it.
Seeing this, Nalan Yu raised her jade hand without saying a word, and with a sudden movement, she instantly grabbed the storage bag and tossed it to Du Fan, saying with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Du, please check it and see if there are any problems."
"Yes." Du Fan grabbed the storage bag and happily replied before opening it and quickly probing inside with a wisp of his divine sense.
A moment later, Du Fan felt a sense of relief. He slapped his waist with his right hand, took out a storage bag, stood up, and respectfully handed it to the woman opposite him, saying:
"These are the spirit stones for purchasing thirty-six deep yellow demon cores. Please take a look, Senior Nalan."
"I trust Fellow Daoist Du, so there's no need to check." As Nalan Yu spoke, she suddenly flicked her wrist and accurately tossed the storage bag onto the waiter's tray, then smiled at Du Fan.
Du Fan grinned inwardly. Just now, a powerful wisp of divine sense had emanated from the woman in the blue dress and instantly examined his storage bag.
Du Fan's spiritual sense was no less powerful than this woman's, so it was not surprising that he could detect her subtle action. Of course, even if he had noticed it, he wouldn't have bothered to point it out; he could only respond with a smile.
"Does Fellow Daoist Du need to purchase any other items?" Nalan Yu asked casually, her eyes darting around.
"After purchasing this batch of demon cores, even if I take a fancy to some things, I'm afraid I won't be able to afford them. If you have no further instructions, senior, I'll take my leave now." Du Fan gave a wry smile and then said goodbye.
"Fellow Daoist Du is too modest. In that case, I won't stay any longer. To avoid any misunderstanding, I will arrange for someone to escort you directly out of the market through the secret passage of this building. That way, you won't have to worry about being followed," Nalan Yu said with a light laugh.
"That's wonderful, thank you so much, Senior Nalan!" Du Fan was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly clasped his hands in a salute.
Nalan Yu smiled gently at Du Fan, then gave the waiter a few instructions before letting him leave.
Before long, two middle-aged men entered. Both were dressed in blue robes, with extraordinary features and refined demeanor. After entering the room, they respectfully bowed to Nalan Yu and then stood there silently.
Du Fan's divine sense swept over them, and he couldn't help but feel a chill. Both of them were at the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining stage. After a little thought, he guessed Nalan Yu's intentions and couldn't help but sneer inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged.
"You must escort Fellow Daoist Du safely out of the market area by thirty miles. If any petty scoundrels dare to disobey, do not hesitate to kill them!" Nalan Yu suddenly commanded in a cold voice, her beautiful eyes flashing with murderous intent.
"Yes, we will certainly not disappoint Senior Nalan! Fellow Daoist Du, please." The two middle-aged men in green robes clasped their fists in unison and responded. One of them smiled kindly at Du Fan and gestured for him to enter.
Du Fan didn't say much. After respectfully bidding farewell to Nalan Yu, he followed the two men in green robes out of the VIP room.
In the large room, only Nalan Yu remained, sitting alone in a wooden wheelchair, her slender hand playing with her black hair, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if she was pondering something.