The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 127 - 93: The Polite Young Man

Chapter 127: Chapter 93: The Polite Young Man

Seeing him so polite, I knew he wasn’t a cultivator. After all, freaks like Quan Shifang are rare in the world.

"No worries. Young man, how much are you selling this catfish glue for?" As long as he’s not here to pick a fight, it’s fine since Granny is having a rough day!

The young man touched the ring on his left hand, and suddenly he had a paper packet in his hands. "He actually has a storage ring!" Ning Xiaoxian kept her expression unchanged, but her pupils couldn’t help but shrink. He’s just a mortal, how could he possess a storage ring? This treasure, even low-level disciples of Immortal Sects couldn’t obtain it. It seems, this guy is not simple.

Just then, Changtian whispered in her ear: "This person has a very special aura, clearly human, yet there is a faint demon energy. Hmm—" Her heart tightened, both human and demon energy, could it be a human|demon? Such a creature blatantly appearing in the mutual market, don’t the guards care? Changtian speculated, "It might be a half-demon, and quite young too."

He knew this was a new term for Ning Xiaoxian, so he took the initiative to explain: "Half-demon means born from the union of a human and a demon, in Ancient Times, such chaotic aura was very common."

She understood. His meaning was, in Ancient Times, having mixed-blood children of human and demon was common? It seems the sexual customs of the ancient times were quite liberal. What about Changtian then, did he conform to this liberal trend during Ancient Times? Her mind wandered with these thoughts, and finally concluded with one point: Why is it that everyone I meet at the market today is not normal?

"Lady, lady!" The voice of the young man in front of her, no, the Little Half-demon, pulled her back to reality. His eyes showed concern, but his face was still expressionless. He had opened the paper packet, showing three large slices of pale yellow translucent solid.

She subconsciously picked up a piece and started examining it. Catfish glue is produced by the green-scaled catfish in the large rivers of Central Nan Zhanbu Continent, actually a gelatin material formed from the fat deposits of these half-human-sized fish. After fishermen catch them, they cut open their belly to extract the glue, remove impurities, and then dry it into blocks. The catfish glue in her hand was clear in color and fragrant without any fishy smell, obviously a top-grade among glues.

Her previous few encounters with demons were not very pleasant, her heart thumping rapidly, unsure whether to attack first and subdue it. But weirdly enough, even though the fellow in front of her is a half-demon, she didn’t feel any malice. Is it hiding its intentions too well?

Changtian said: "Half-demons living among humans tend to be closer to humans. This half-demon approaching you might be seeking your help, not necessarily harboring sinister intents. Just see how it goes."

After hearing this, she felt slightly relieved.

She spoke truthfully: "These pieces of catfish glue are indeed of high quality, how do you plan to sell them?" More importantly, she didn’t know who else in Rock City had catfish glue besides this Little Half-demon.

He hesitated a little before saying, "I won’t take your money..."

Giving it away for free? Her eyes widened, even though catfish glue is not as valuable as precious medicinal herbs, there was no reason to give it away to strangers, right?

Only to hear this fellow mutter for a moment, saying in a low voice, "You must need this catfish glue to refine Disguise Pills, right? Uh, don’t look at me like that. Other than refining such pills, there are few uses for catfish glue. I, I’m just guessing."

This Little Half-demon spoke shyly, stuttering, as if he was really not scheming to harm anyone. Ning Xiaoxian looked him up and down from head to toe, making him bow his head and unable to look her directly in the eye, then she said, "What do you want?"

"After the Disguise Pills are refined, could you share a few with me?"

If not for money, his request was actually quite reasonable. She pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Right now, your face has been disguised, hasn’t it?" His expression was stiff, which clearly didn’t match his lively eyes, obviously the result of using the Disguise Pill.

"Yes!" After chatting for a bit more, he spoke much more smoothly, "The Disguise Pills I have are of poor quality, resulting in a stiff face. The worst part is, I only have two pills left. I sincerely ask you to refine new Disguise Pills for me before they are used up."

She was making a deal with a half-demon, which sounded a bit crazy. But Ning Xiaoxian’s sixth sense told her, this guy was really harmless. So, she hesitated only a little before nodding, "Alright. Do you have any other requests?"