How to Bring Common Sense to Xianxia World

Chapter 133: Peaceful Development

— 2 Months Later – Thousand Treasure City —

It had been two months since the crisis of Thousand Treasure City. The Murong Clan forces that came as invaders, believing they would conquer the city, were completely annihilated.

As for the three battleships, without warriors to protect them and, more importantly, without Murong Xuanji, the patriarch, to command them, the sailors who worked on the ships did not dare to return. They feared facing the wrath of the elders and the ancestor of the Murong Clan, who was in closed-door cultivation.

As a result, the three battleships were distributed. Two battleships went to the Thousand Treasure Pavilion and the Sky-Severing Demon Valley, while the last one went to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

It was quite ironic. The invaders came hoping to gain benefits from others, but in the end, they lost everything, including their lives.

However, despite all of that, just last week he heard that Azure River Province had fallen into a dispute with Vermilion Bird Province due to the aftermath of this crisis.

That was right. The issue revolved around the three battleships that had been seized. Two were taken by the Thousand Treasure Pavilion and the Sky-Severing Demon Valley, while one went to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

In particular, the two battleships taken by the Thousand Treasure Pavilion and the Sky-Severing Demon Valley became the main point of contention.

The excuse was the same as always “Because they were in the hands of the demonic path, such weapons should not be allowed to fall into demonic hands” and blah blah blah.

The same old annoying argument.

But aside from barking complaints at the embassy, they could not do much else. After all, even though the two battleships were under demonic path forces, those forces still resided within Azure River Province.

Even so, many sects and factions that had a beef against the Sky-Severing Demon Valley feared that it would seek revenge using the new toys it had acquired from the Murong Clan.

Because of that…. They joined the protest.

But Mo Jue was still Mo Jue. He did not give a f*ck about it. If they had a problem, they could come and take it up with him personally, something no one dared to do.

That was about it regarding the chaos in the aftermath.

As for Hua Zuixian and the members of the Heavenly Sword Sect, they had already departed with their share of the spoils of war.

As for Dream Butterfly, she returned at the end of last month together with Hua Zuixian, who served as the protector of the Immortal Dream Garden.

At first, she seemed unwilling to go back. She even threw a tantrum, leaving both Hua Zuixian and the matron of the Immortal Dream Garden helpless. However, a single whisper from Mo Xingyao into her ear made her giddily accept the return to the Immortal Dream Garden.

Before leaving, Dream Butterfly cast a long glance at Wei Chen, her face flushing red. This made Wei Chen suspicious of what kind of message Mo Xingyao had whispered to her.

Naturally, he asked Mo Xingyao about it, but her answer was simple.

“You’ll know it when the time comes,” she said with a mischievous smile.

He tried to ask further, but she refused to elaborate. In the end, Wei Chen had no choice but to give up.

After everyone returned to their respective places, Wei Chen stayed at the Thousand Treasure Pavilion as a guest. He liked the life there. He had plenty of free time and enough peace and quiet to prepare for the next content he planned to broadcast.

There was only one thing he could not come to terms with, and it made him uncomfortable.

At the end of each week, he received an allowance from Mo Xingyao herself. She said it was payment for his help and everything he had done for her. However, he honestly did not think he had done anything to warrant such treatment.

Okay… he had helped them, that much was true, but the way she paid him like that… made him feel like a gigolo living off a wealthy woman. It made him feel very, very uncomfortable.

Unable to endure that sense of discomfort any longer, Wei Chen strolled through Thousand Treasure City alongside Max. He sat atop Max’s back with his legs crossed, looking left and right as he observed the bustling commercial street of the district.

The district he chose to explore specialized in selling various spices and strange plants gathered from the wilderness. Many hoped these plants would catch someone’s attention or suddenly become key ingredients in a new pill recipe.

Which meant this district was filled with alchemists wandering around, hoping to find rare or newly discovered plants and buy them before they became valuable.

The typical relationship of demand and supply.

{Wait… is that thyme? There’s rosemary and oregano too!} Wei Chen’s interest was immediately piqued.

These herbs were used in many dishes. He needed them, if only so he could cook some decent food for that money grubbing girl. At least then, he would feel a little bit less like trash when she handed him his allowance.

Wei Chen quickly spoke with the seller and asked him to find more of these herbs and send them to the Thousand Treasure Pavilion, instructing him to tell the staff there that the order was for Wei Chen.

Of course, like any typical merchant in the Xianxia setting, the seller tried to raise the price. However, Wei Chen shut him down immediately, pointing out that these herbs were only good for cooking and, aside from making food taste better, they had nothing special about them.

After some back and forth, the argument ended, and Wei Chen even received a small discount. No merchant in this city dared to mess with people from the Thousand Treasure Pavilion.

Even though the Pavilion did not like oppressing merchants, the seller had tried to gain an unfair advantage and was caught. He had no choice but to give in. Otherwise, if someone at the management level of the Thousand Treasure Pavilion found out, he would not be able to make a living here anymore.

While Wei Chen was discussing details and ordering more items from the merchant, including any seeds they could find, he suddenly heard a shouting match coming from a nearby shop.

“Get away from my door, you useless alchemist! All of your products are useless! Last time I was too softhearted and bought a pill from you. That pill gave the young master of the Qin clan severe diarrhea, and his protector nearly killed me! Don’t you see that my shop was newly renovated? That time, the protector did not leave a single thing intact in my shop!”

“He had diarrhea because his constitution does not match the pill! Didn’t I tell you not to sell it to anyone with a weak constitution? That young master Qin lives like he wants to die tomorrow. He has sex with more than ten women every night!”

“F*ck! Didn’t you say your pill would help someone with a weak constitution gain strength?”

“Yes, but that young master Qin was too weak! He lives like he is seeking death!”

“No matter! Get the f*ck out of my shop! Otherwise, I will call the enforcers to deal with you!”

Wei Chen was curious about what the commotion was about, so he turned his head in that direction.

He saw two people arguing with each other. The first was the shop owner who sold low grade pills. The second was a chubby man dressed like an alchemist. No, he was not an alchemist from any sect. His clothes were slightly worn, and his cauldron was of poor quality, so he was clearly a rogue alchemist.

“No, please! Look at this first! This is a new substance I just discovered! It’s called savory and yummy slime!” the chubby alchemist said as he reached into his storage bag.

The function of a storage bag was similar to a storage ring, but it was easier to produce and its security was much worse. It was said that even mortals could put their hands into one, and if they were lucky, they might pull out something valuable.

That was why storage bags were not popular among cultivators with any real strength.

Wei Chen frowned. The moment he heard the words savory and yummy slime, his mind wandered back to the scene two months ago when he saw Murong Xuanji relishing that mysterious substance.

Thinking about it now, he felt like his breakfast was about to reverse again. Damn it! That damn fatty actually made him have a flashback of that horrible scene!

The next moment, the chubby alchemist took out a bottle. Inside the bottle was a white curd-like substance. The fatty then opened the wooden cork.

Wei Chen’s eyes grew sharp as he focused his senses on the familiar smell.

He smelled it. The buttery scent. The milky aroma. Could it be…. cheese?