1880 Pills for Golden Knives 1
“The smaller auction houses in Haitian are usually used for bartering, similar to the ones outside. However, Haitian Auction House has its own rules. They only accept payment in Haitian’s Golden Daggers, which are also used in these smaller auction houses,” Lingyun explained, providing Gu Chaoyan with a comprehensive understanding of the auction house system in Haitian.
As they walked, curiosity got the better of Gu Chaoyan, and she asked, “Lingyun, have you been here many times before?”
Lingyun pondered for a moment before responding with a bitter smile. “Just once.”
It had been many years ago when Wuxing needed her assistance in refining some peculiar medicines. During that time, he had brought her to Haitian once and shared information about the market so that she could procure better pills and magical weapons. In the initial stages, Wuxing had relied on the pills obtained from Haitian Market to advance his cultivation.
At that time, she had thought that she would frequently visit this place with Wuxing, so she made an effort to remember important details, including the locations. She didn’t want to waste his time searching within a radius in Haitian, and she hoped to be of assistance to him.
However, things had taken a different turn.
She had spent the rest of her days confined to the drug-refining room.
Every time Wuxing left with the medicine, he would assure her that he didn’t have much time and promised to bring her along next time. But time passed, and he never fulfilled that promise. Lingyun didn’t have much time herself, and she had been using that as an excuse for years. Yet, he never took her along, and she didn’t push the matter further. She had yearned for the opportunity, but she had never anticipated it would actually happen.
Unexpectedly, Lingyun found herself still by Gu Chaoyan’s side after all this time. The bitterness within her grew as she dwelled on her past gullibility. Wuxing had continuously relied on the pills Lingyun provided, and with his cultivation soaring higher, he had distanced himself further from her. He no longer needed her presence.
She regretted pushing him away to such a remote place with her selflessness.
Gu Chaoyan noticed Lingyun’s melancholic expression, sensing that she had drifted into memories from the past. Uncertain about how to console her, Gu Chaoyan remained silent.
However, Sword One understood the situation and spoke up with a warm smile. “Lingyun, you can spend more time with us when you’re with Elder Miss. Perhaps we can find some valuable items within the 500-meter range in Haitian. Elder Miss is always so generous, and if we need anything, she will definitely make sure we have it.”
Lingyun’s smile returned as she acknowledged Sword One’s words. It was true.
Gu Chaoyan had always been generous to them, leaving no one behind when they entered Haitian.
Before entering the Haitian Market with Gu Chaoyan, Lingyun had already obtained a small trinket. She could foresee a promising future with Gu Chaoyan by her side.
Her sadness dissipated, and they continued on to find a hostel.
Lingyun then reminded Gu Chaoyan, “Elder Miss, should we acquire some golden knives first?”
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