The night is deep.

    Three Elderly Man and his wife returned to the compartment to continue sleeping.

    Just returned to the house, Uncle San's mind was not at ease, thinking about things.

    He really couldn't connect the image of the slender youth who came from a small mountain village with the youthful figure he saw yesterday, who was tall and handsome, possessing abilities that were as mysterious as they were extraordinary.

    Chen Yun's little guy was very smart, but he had only been in the preaching hall for half a year. How could he be so capable?

    Uncle San felt very perplexed.

    At this moment, his wife pushed his arm, "Husband, let's prepare more silver."

    Uncle San furrowed his brow and looked over, "What do we need more silver for?"

    His wife snorted, "Don't you think like a solid mulberry? Although we've kept the fact that our house is haunted a secret from the outside, almost everyone in Xigou City knows something about it. If we want to sell it, it's hard to find buyers. If we don't sell, there's no money to buy a new house. Master Chen is profound in his magical arts, and he just gave a talisman yesterday that dealt a heavy blow to the evil spirits. Don't we prepare more silver to invite him to expel the ghosts? Are we going to wait for death?"

    Uncle San may do well in the market business, but the housing prices in Xigou City are expensive; he really doesn't have any extra silver to spend on buying a large mansion anew.

    After hearing his wife say this, Uncle San's thoughts also became more flexible, "Yes, we really need to prepare more silver to invite Master Chen..."

    "Still Master Chen?" His wife rolled her eyes and corrected with a scornful look, "Don't call him that poor village boy any longer. You have to respectfully address him as Master Daoist!"

    If in the past, his wife had dared to speak to him like that, Uncle San would definitely have given her a slap across the face.

    However, at this time, he not only didn't get angry, but also slapped his head and said, "Right! Right! Right! Nowadays are different from the past. Master Chen is highly skilled and is truly a person of the Dao. I should treat him with more respect."

    Here, Uncle San regretted a bit, "Yesterday in the wine house, I didn't notice Master Chen's uniqueness. If I had flattered him well at that time, begged him for a few words sincerely, and relied on my relationship of taking him out of the small village, he might have already completely eliminated the ghosts for us last night. I thought I was very careful. On the left I called him Master Daoist and on the right I called him Master Daoist. In fact, I didn't expect he was so powerful."

    "A person needs face, just as a tree needs its bark. Now that he has gained ability, you must never mention that you took him out of the small mountain village." His wife's thoughts were quite complex. "Let's figure out how much silver we need to pay him to expel the ghost."

    Uncle San asked, "What do you think is a reasonable amount of silver to prepare?"

    His wife paused for a moment and then extended two fingers.

    Uncle San jumped in surprise, "Two hundred taels? I can't earn that much in three years. Is that too much?"

    This wasn't an exaggeration. In the past, Uncle San was running a small business and had to pay rent for the market stall. With the expenses of his family of more than ten people, he could only save a few tens of silver per year. To have anything left over was already thanks to Heaven and Earth.

    His wife snorted and said, "Are you an idiot? Two hundred taels looks like a lot, but if we can build a good relationship with Master Chen, there will be no problem when something happens in our family in the future, or when our descendants have any sort of spiritual fates."

    Uncle San thought about it and nodded, biting his teeth and saying, "Two hundred taels it is. As long as Master Chen can help me get rid of the ghost in the courtyard, I don't even need to think about the future. Spending these two hundred taels is worth it!"

    His wife quickly said, "Alright, I'll go prepare the silver."

    After speaking, his wife rummaged through the drawers and cabinets in the house to get silver.

    Looking at his wife's back, Uncle San felt a mix of annoyance and amusement.

    Uncle San thought to himself, "You really are an unscrupulous woman. Just a while ago, you were thinking about how to take advantage of Master Chen's silver, but now that he has abilities that are as mysterious as they are extraordinary, you start to flatte him?"

    While he thought that way, Uncle San actually understood his wife's true intentions.

    Indeed, having a connection with a immortal who could severely injure an evil ghost with a single talisman would bring infinite benefits to one's descendants.

    Shortly, the silver was ready.

    Uncle San and his wife fell asleep again.

    Perhaps because the evil ghost had been seriously injured and could no longer stir up trouble, Uncle San slept particularly soundly that night.

    He also had a dream, in which Master Chen accepted the two hundred taels of silver, and as a result, his descendants gained spiritual fates and became gods one after another.

    Even because of the dream, he laughed out loud in his sleep.

    ...

    As the sky brightened, in the inn.

    Yesterday, carrying over a hundred and fifty catties of things all day was quite tiring.

    Not only did Chen Yun not practice refining spirit and vitality, he even slept until noon.

    "Hmm, it's rare to sleep in, and I feel quite refreshed."

    As Chen Yun got out of bed and brushed himself, he silently pondered his master's words, "Indeed, I exerted a lot of physical strain from night to night practicing refining spirit and vitality with the 'Concentrating Power Pearl' in recent days. Not practicing last night has left me feeling much more comfortable."

    He took out his homemade sheep wool toothbrush and dipped it in a bit of expensive fine salt.

    As Chen Yun was brushing his teeth, he pondered, "I originally thought I could quickly cultivate to the level of Lower Realm Magician. I never expected that I couldn't refine spirit and vitality every night. Now, it seems unlikely that I can reach the level of Eighth Grade Realm Magician. It might take more than a month."

    Just as cultivating one's abilities cannot be rushed; as the saying goes, haste makes waste.

    Only if one can brew the 'Spirit Refining and Vitality Transmutation Soup' could they maintain high-intensity cultivation while avoiding damaging their physical foundation.

    "But the few rare medicinal ingredients required to brew the 'Spirit Refining and Vitality Transmutation Soup' are difficult to obtain, such as the main ingredient which requires a Juzi fruit. This fruit flowers every hundred years, fruits every hundred years, and matures every hundred years, making it true heavenly talent and earthly treasure. Even the herb garden of the Preaching Hall doesn't have it, where should I go to obtain it in such a short time?"

    Chen Yun rinsed his mouth with water and cleaned the sheep wool toothbrush, "The 'Spirit Refining and Vitality Transmutation Soup' is quite different from the 'Foundation Laying Soup' and 'Transmuting Essence Soup'. The formula may look the same, but not all ingredients need to be collected at once. For example, there are a total of thirty-two basic ingredients. Most of them can be found in the herb garden of the Preaching Hall. Only Juzi fruit, Jiuzi Herb Dew, and Zhu Yu Grass require extra effort to obtain."

    This is still the early stage. According to the records of the "Great Luo Elixir," after a certain number of servings, several new ingredients need to be added three or four times to enhance the power of the medicine.

    Then, naturally, you can refine into a golden pill and enter the next realm.

    This means that as long as the ingredients can be collected, refining a golden pill is not a dream.

    He put away the toothbrush and the fine salt.

    Chen Yun chuckled and said, "I haven't even found the main ingredient Juzi fruit, how can I talk about adding other ingredients later, let alone refining into a golden pill and entering the next realm?"

    He had just finished putting away his belongings.

    Knock, knock, knock. The door was knocked on.

    "Right away, Zhang Gan's voice came through, 'Brother Chen, are you awake?'"

    "Woke up, just a moment."

    Chen Yun walked over to open the door, saying with a smile, "Brother Zhang, I'm sorry to have taken up your time today..."

    Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Zhang Gan behind him, along with San Ye, Huang Erlang, and a middle-aged woman with a smile on her face.

    Among them, Huang Erlang was holding a bundle of baggage. No one knew what was inside.

    As for the woman, she was San Ye's wife, Huang Zhangshi.

    As soon as he saw others, San Ye greeted them slightly sycophanticly, "Master Chen."

    Chen Yun was startled and did not expect San Ye to come knocking on his door.

    Zhang Gan was timely and said with a blink of his eyes, "Old Master Huang has been waiting for you for a long time. I saw that you were sleeping in and worried that it might delay the ghost expulsion, so I brought them to find you."

    "Oh, they've been waiting outside for a long time."

    "Thank you, Brother Zhang." Chen Yun said, looking at San Ye and responding, "San Ye, I woke up a bit late today, and I've kept you waiting for a long time."

    "No, no, no." San Ye waved his hands repeatedly. "I dare not call myself 'Ye' in your presence? You can just call me Old Huang, as everyone else does so."

    "I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy." San Ye kept shaking his hands. "You have a slight connection with my grandfather, so you should call me Third Uncle." Chen Yun made room for them and said, "Please come in."

    The group entered the house.

    San Ye introduced the two people beside him, "Master Chen, this is my wife, Huang Zhangshi. As for my son, Second Lang, you've already met him, so there's no need for an introduction."

    Huang Zhangshi kowtowed and said, "I've seen Master Chen."

    Huang Erlang also bowed and said, "I've seen Master Chen."

    Chen Yun bowed in return, "Madam Huang, Second Brother Huang."

    After everyone had introduced themselves, he invited them to sit down.

    Zhang Gan was familiar with Chen Yun and sat down comfortably.

    However, San Ye, Huang Zhangshi, and Huang Erlang seemed a bit nervous and only dared to sit down with half of their buttocks.

    Chen Yun asked, "Would you like to have some tea? I'll ask the shopkeeper to bring it up."

    "No, no." San Ye quickly waved his hand and said with a smile on his face, "Master Chen, today I have brought my wife and son here. I hope you would honor us with your presence and help us expel the ghosts from our home."

    At this point, he gave Huang Erlang a meaningful look.

    Huang Erlang quickly stood up and handed over the bundle.

    San Ye took it over, handed it to Chen Yun with both hands, and said at the same time: "A small token of my appreciation, far from adequate. I hope Master Chen will accept it."

    Chen Yun did not take it immediately and asked, "What is this?"

    San Ye said in a strained voice, "Two hundred taels of silver."

    Zhang Gan's eyes widened in surprise upon hearing this.

    Chen Yun furrowed his brows, "San Ye, what are you doing this for?"

    San Ye quickly explained, "Yesterday, you gave me a talisman without asking for anything in return. I, as an old man, was already feeling guilty. Today, I wanted to ask you to help us expel the ghosts in our courtyard, so I gathered some silver taels to express my gratitude for your help."

    As the saying goes, "When you take money, you take on someone else's troubles."

    If Chen Yun did not accept the silver, San Ye really worried that he might not be willing to go and exorcise the ghosts.

    Huang Zhangshi and Huang Erlang thought the same way. They were very nervous and eagerly watching Chen Yun.

    Chen Yun insisted on his principles and waved his hand, saying, "I already told Huang Er as much yesterday that I would not accept any money for exorcising the ghosts. Fine, since you have come to find me, I'll pack up my things and go to your home to exorcise the ghosts now."

    After saying that, he began to pack his things.

    San Ye, Huang Zhangshi, and Huang Erlang were taken aback. They were initially worried that Chen Yun would refuse to help if he didn't accept money. However, they found out that Chen Yun was willing to go to their home to exorcise the ghosts without taking any money at all.

    This left San Ye and his family of three quite puzzled.

    Even Zhang Gan couldn't understand it. If someone is offering silver to you and asking you to help them, how can Chen Yun refuse without taking any money?

    San Ye was still not quite convinced and said, "Master Chen, I've brought the silver, so please accept it."

    While packing his clothes, Chen Yun turned and smiled, "San Ye, I know you're not at ease if I don't take your money, but I truly can't accept it."

    San Ye asked, "Why not?"

    Chen Yun decided to explain to him, "I came down the mountain this time with my master's advice on accumulating virtuous deeds. Exorcism is one of them. If I accept your silver, am I still doing good deeds? Wouldn't that become a business transaction?"

    San Ye thought for a moment and said, "Indeed, I was quite impertinent."

    Zhang Gan suddenly understood, "Receiving compensation is not actually doing good deeds."

    Chen Yun turned his head back, continued to pack his things, and said, "This is the first reason. The second reason is that if it were not for San Ye bringing me out of the Dahei Mountain, perhaps my family of six would still be starving. More importantly, I wouldn't have learned some basic skills."

    Huang Erlang couldn't help but say, "Master Chen, a single talisman from you was able to severely injure an evil ghost, which you call trivial skills? In my opinion, it's incredibly powerful!"

    Huang Zhangshi kept nodding in agreement, as if she was a little chicken pecking rice, and said, "Yes, yes, that evil ghost was very terrifying. My husband had consulted many sorcerers and diviners who couldn't do anything about it, but Master Chen, you were able to hurt the evil ghost with just one talisman yesterday when you weren't even present. That's truly like a god!"

    San Ye sighed, "Yes, Master Chen is indeed very powerful!"

    They were not blowing him up, but they truly felt this way in their hearts.

    Having experienced what happened last night, they had long since regarded Chen Yun as a god.

    A single yellow talisman has seriously injured an evil ghost!

    If this is considered trivial skills, then what would truly be considered great magic?

    San Ye's family may have limited experience, but they naturally believe that Chen Yun is being modest and low-key, so they express their admiration and respect for him.