King Xuanyuan's capital is very small, and it is impossible to hide secrets.
The fact that Ling Xuewei spent 50,000 taels of silver to buy Xuanyuan Bookstore spread throughout the streets and alleys of the royal capital immediately.
None of the guests at Zuixian Tower expected to meet the protagonist of the gossip so soon.
So they all watched Ling Xuewei with great interest.
Liao Fanlin arrived at the door of the inn as quickly as possible.
"Miss Wei, Miss Yun, do you have any instructions?" Liao Fanlin accompanied him with a smile.
"Don't your Zuixian Tower always only welcome cultivators?" Yun Xiaoyou asked with a cold face, "I didn't know that a waste with no cultivation can now enter and exit the Zuixian Tower at will! Let's
If such a person enters Zuixian Tower, you are belittling our status!"
Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou were still thinking about being kicked out of Xuanyuan Bookstore by Ling Xuewei. Neither of them expected that they would find an opportunity for revenge so soon.
Since Ling Xuewei had embarrassed the two of them in front of so many customers at Xuanyuan Bookstore today.
They were going to give Ling Xuewei a taste of humiliation in front of the guests of Zuixian Tower!
The guests at Zuixian Tower are on completely different levels from those at Xuanyuan Bookstore.
Everyone can enter Xuanyuan Bookstore to buy books, but the customers of Zuixian Tower are either rich or noble. They do not have a certain status in Tianxuan Continent and cannot even enter the gate of Zuixian Tower.
Ling Xuewei, who used to be called a genius, could naturally come and go in places like Zuixian Tower at will, but now Ling Xuewei is no longer a genius among everyone.
The words of Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou aroused unanimous approval from the guests of Zuixian Tower.
Many people like to spend a lot of money in Zuixian Tower. One of the big reasons is because of the unique sense of superiority of Zuixian Tower.
After Ling Xuewei's three yin meridians were abolished, everyone was watching Ling Xuewei's joke. At this time, how could everyone allow Ling Xuewei to sit on an equal footing with them and enter the Zuixian Tower.
"Miss Ling, I'm really sorry."
Liao Fanlin considered the feelings of most of the guests. He felt the dissatisfaction of the guests and immediately said to Ling Xuewei with a smile.
"The rules of the small shop are not to entertain ordinary people without cultivation, unless they are recommended by someone..."
The background of Zuixian Tower is so powerful that even the king of Xuanyuan Kingdom dare not act recklessly in Zuixian Tower.
Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou looked at Liao Fanlin blocking Ling Xuewei from the store. They felt extremely relaxed. The resentment they had just been kicked out of Xuanyuan Bookstore by Ling Xuewei finally came out.
"Boss Ling, don't you have a lot of money? It's a pity that this Zuixian Tower is not just for you if you have money." Wei Ran seized the opportunity to ridicule Ling Xuewei.
"Xiao Ran, what you said is wrong." Yun Xiaoyou sang along with Wei Ran on the side, "It is not enough for Zuixian Tower to have money, it also needs spiritual stones."
"Yes! How could I forget this!"
Wei Ran made a look of sudden realization.
"Miss Ling can't practice now. Can she still get the spirit stone?"
Ling Xuewei looked at Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou with a cold expression, feeling extremely unlucky in her heart.
She didn't know why, but no matter where she went today, she could see these two guys.
It seems that he was too polite to these two guys in Xuanyuan Bookstore just now.
Ling Xuewei silently wrote down this account.
Let Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou wait and see. She doesn't have enough strength now. She must let these two guys taste her power in the future!
When Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou talked about spirit stones, Ling Xuewei frowned.
Judging from the name, Ling Xuewei only knew that this thing must be related to cultivation, but from the tone of Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou, the spirit stone seemed to be a very important thing.
"Bai Ze! You have just read so many books, do you know what is going on?"
Ling Xuewei immediately asked Bai Ze for help.
"For ordinary people in Tianxuan Continent, the general equivalents are gold and silver, but for cultivators in Tianxuan Continent, their general equivalents are spiritual stones." Bai Ze's voice rang in Ling Xuewei's mind.
Got up.
"General equivalent?"
Ling Xuewei was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses.
"What you mean is that I can't buy anything needed for cultivation with the money I have. If I want to buy magic weapons for cultivation, I must have spiritual stones..."
Ling Xuewei thought that with hundreds of thousands of taels of silver in her pocket, she could at least have a good time.
After working for a long time in the world of cultivators, she was still a penniless pauper.
"Spiritual stones are also divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. Low-grade spiritual stones are commonly used by cultivators to exchange for items. Middle-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for more precious treasures. As for high-grade spiritual stones, they are very rare. At least
There are not many of them found in Xuanyuan Kingdom. It itself is also a very precious treasure..."
Bai Ze's serious explanation continued.
But Ling Xuewei was no longer in the mood to listen anymore.
"Stop talking. Anyway, I don't even have a low-grade spiritual stone of the lowest level in my hand right now. It's useless for you to say this."
"According to the data analysis I have obtained, it is difficult to move forward in the world of cultivators without spiritual stones." Bai Ze told Ling Xuewei a very cruel reality.
"How can I get the spiritual stone?"
For this kind of realistic problem, Ling Xuewei just didn't want to face it anymore and had to face it.
"Even if the world of cultivators and the world of ordinary people are two completely different concepts, they are on the same continent, so the currencies should be able to communicate with each other, right?"
"How much silver can be exchanged for a low-grade spiritual stone?"
"This is not a question of silver." Bai Ze told Ling Xuewei very regretfully, "A low-grade spiritual stone can be exchanged for a thousand taels of silver, but a thousand taels of silver may not be exchanged for a spiritual stone. Spiritual stones are not for ordinary people.
Something that money can buy.”
"Can't change..." Ling Xuewei rolled her eyes.
She didn't expect such a big trouble waiting for her.
She took a deep breath.
"Then let me ask another question. What method should I use to still get the spirit stone? No matter what method it is, the faster and simpler the better!"
"According to the data, the big boss behind Zuixian Tower has an underground trading market, and there is a Shura Hall in that market."
"There are a large number of desperadoes gathered there. Shura Hall will issue some tasks regularly. As long as the desperadoes concentrated in Shura Hall can complete these tasks, they will get corresponding rewards."
"Is this reward a spiritual stone?"
Ling Xuewei's eyes lit up when she heard this.
"Isn't this my old profession! If I have a chance, I must go to that Shura Hall to take a look!"
Didn't Ling Xuewei always take on all kinds of shady underground tasks and earn a lot of money?
Ling Xuewei is very familiar with this industry, and she is very confident that she can make a lot of money by relying on Shura Hall.
Ling Xuewei was chatting with Bai Ze. To outsiders, she looked like she was in a daze.
Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou thought Ling Xuewei had given up.
Not to mention how happy they were at this time.
The words "just accept it as soon as it's good" simply don't exist in the dictionary of these two people.
Beating up drowned dogs is their favorite thing to do.
"Shopkeeper Liao, what are you still doing?" Wei Ran reminded, "Since this Miss Ling is not qualified to enter Zuixian Tower, why don't you ask her away quickly? Let her block the door because she wants to sweep
Have you kept all the guests happy?"
Wei Ran's words brought Ling Xuewei back to reality.
She was so engrossed in the discussion with Bai Ze that she almost forgot that Wei Ran was looking for trouble with her.
Zuixian Tower is a place specially designed to entertain cultivators. If you want to have fun there, no one will accept it if you bring a banknote.
It's a pity that Ling Xuewei can't get even half of the spirit stone now.
She also said that she would go to the Shura Hall in the underground trading market of Zuixian Tower, but now she can't even enter the gate of Zuixian Tower.
Ling Xuewei didn't want to mess up her relationship with Zuixianlou, so she didn't dare to be overbearing at this time.
But she felt unwilling to let Ling Xuewei walk away in such despair.
She hasn't tasted the deliciousness of Zuixianlou yet.
Just when Ling Xuewei didn't know what to do, a waiter from Zuixian Tower hurried out.
The waiter walked up to Liao Fanlin and whispered into his ear.
I don’t know what the guy actually said.
Liao Fanlin's expression changed immediately.
Liao Fanlin looked at Ling Xuewei in surprise. Ling Xuewei intuitively felt that the boy's words were related to her.
Just after the clerk finished his report, Liao Fanlin quickly recovered from the shock.
The smile filled his face again.
"Ms. Ling, how sorry I am to offend you. A noble man invited Miss Ling to gather upstairs. I hope I can have the opportunity to entertain Miss Ling."
Liao Fanlin's attitude towards Ling Xuewei has undergone a 180-degree reversal.
Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou, who were so proud just now, suddenly stopped laughing.
Someone actually invited Ling Xuewei in.
Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou heard clearly that Liao Fanlin was talking about going upstairs to get together.
In other words, the identity of the other party is extraordinary and cannot be compared to people like them who are only worthy of staying on the first floor.
Who is it?
Ling Xuewei has become a waste, who will help Ling Xuewei stand up?
Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou's lungs were about to burst with anger.
But the noble people who can be entertained by Zuixianlou on the second floor must be someone they can't afford to offend.
Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou were not the only ones who were surprised.
The guests of Zuixianlou who were tensing their necks, waiting to see Ling Xuewei's joke, were all so surprised that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
None of them understood why this place was clearly a stage for Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou to find trouble.
The last people to be slapped in the face were Wei Ran and Yun Xiaoyou.
Ling Xuewei was worried about not being able to enter Zuixian Tower. When she saw someone willing to help her, she naturally would not refuse.