Cultivating Immortality Begins with Acting as a Girl Chapter 010

Character name suggestions:

– : Song Ling

– : Gan Xiong

– : Zhao Li

– : Li Laosi

– : Ah Hui

– : Su Qinghe

– : Jiang Family

– : Hongshi Village

Leaving Gan Xiong’s stall, Song Ling didn’t immediately head to the Blood Wind Tower’s outpost. Instead, he continued to browse the North Market. He had a theory about Profound Source that needed verification.

“Warrior, that Gan Xiong just now, he doesn’t look like a good person. You must not fall for his tricks,” Zhao Li said, following behind Song Ling.

“Are you worried about my safety?” Song Ling’s tone was indifferent.

“Of course. Not only did you forgive my brother and me for our offense, but you also helped us get rid of that cancerous Li Laosi, and even gave us money to treat our mother… Your great kindness, Zhao Li will engrave it in her heart, so naturally, I don’t want to see anything happen to you.”

Zhao Li spoke with a serious expression.

Song Ling turned to look at Zhao Li, and only when she lowered her head a little awkwardly did he leisurely say:

“You know how to repay kindness, which is very good. However, I have my own discretion in this matter, you don’t need to say more.”

Zhao Li softly said, “Yes, I understand.”

The two walked through the bustling crowd and arrived at an area selling handicrafts and antiques.

“Hey, everyone, look at the old items on my stall, each one is a treasure passed down from ancestors…”

“Hey—don’t walk past, don’t miss out! Here are rare treasures you’ve never seen before…”

On the stalls lining both sides of the road, various antiques and old items were displayed, from blue and white porcelain vases to ancient books, from carved jade pendants to rusty weapons, a dazzling array that was simply overwhelming.

“Warrior, most of the antiques here are fake, specifically designed to deceive outsiders. There’s a person named Ah Hui in our Ant Gathering who specializes in this.”

Zhao Li reminded softly.

Song Ling slowed his pace, carefully observing the items on each stall.

From these seemingly very old antiques, which were highly praised by the vendors, Song Ling did not sense the slightest trace of Profound Source.

After browsing for about half an hour, he finally stopped at a stall.

The items sold at this stall were very diverse, but mainly various handicrafts. What attracted Song Ling was a plain-looking jade bracelet among them.

The craftsmanship of this jade bracelet was not exquisite, even a bit rough, but it surprisingly emitted a rich aura of Profound Source.

Song Ling’s eyes flickered. He didn’t directly state his intention but first pretended to be interested in other items. After chatting with the stall owner for a while, he seemingly casually picked up the jade bracelet and said offhandedly:

“This bracelet looks quite old.”

The stall owner was a young man in his early twenties. When he saw Song Ling’s beautiful, expressive eyes looking at him, his face couldn’t help but flush slightly.

“Miss, you have a good eye. This jade bracelet is indeed very old. My father acquired it from a down-and-out scholar’s wife when I was a child. Don’t let its ordinary craftsmanship fool you; it’s made of top-quality mutton-fat jade.”

Song Ling: “Such beautiful jade is usually entrusted to master jade craftsmen, right? But this craftsmanship… clearly isn’t from a master. Is there a story behind it?”

The young stall owner nodded:

“Indeed. My father once told me that there’s a moving and tragic love story behind this jade bracelet. It was probably a token of love personally carved and given by the male owner to his wife before he achieved success in the imperial examinations. It’s just that after so many years, I’ve long forgotten the specific details, otherwise, I could tell it to you, Miss.”

“I see…”

Song Ling was thoughtful. Understanding this much was enough for him; it was sufficient to largely confirm his guess.

Items containing Profound Source had no relation to their material or form. What mattered was whether the creator imbued them with genuine emotion and incorporated the feelings they wished to convey.

Moreover, it was highly likely that Profound Source would only appear on the created item after its creator had passed away.

After organizing his thoughts, Song Ling asked the stall owner:

“May I ask the price of this jade bracelet?”

The young stall owner: “If you genuinely want it, ten taels of silver will do.”

“Ten taels? That’s a bit expensive… I don’t have that much money. Can I have it for eight taels?” Song Ling’s eyelids drooped slightly, making him appear somewhat pitiful, and his voice was soft, conveying a hint of pleading.

“Uh…”

The young stall owner’s face turned even redder. He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said:

“Alright, eight taels it is. Anyway, this bracelet hasn’t sold for so many years; today, I suppose I’ve met a fated person.”

“Thank you.”

Song Ling took out eight taels of silver and handed them to the stall owner, then put away the jade bracelet and got up to leave.

Previously, when Song Ling extracted the Profound Source from Zhao Li’s father’s wooden carving, the carving itself did not change. Logically, when he touched the jade bracelet just now, he could have chosen to extract the Profound Source. However, the materials were different, and there were too few cases. Under such broad daylight, if any anomaly occurred, it would be troublesome.

So, to be cautious, he chose to buy it.

After more tests confirm that no matter the material, it will not change due to the extraction of Profound Source, then he can be less careful and save a lot of money.

With this matter settled, Song Ling and Zhao Li walked towards the North Market exit.

Along the way, Zhao Li’s gaze towards Song Ling became a bit strange, as if she wanted to speak but hesitated.

Song Ling noticed her confusion and simply said directly, “Do you think my behavior just now was completely inconsistent with my previous decisive personality?”

“Yes,” Zhao Li nodded honestly.

Song Ling said lightly:

“Then I’ll teach you a lesson: living in this world, as long as something is beneficial to you, and it doesn’t cross your own bottom line, you don’t need to have any reservations or hesitation. Do what needs to be done, seize every opportunity.”

“Only then can you constantly climb upwards, instead of forever living at the bottom.”

“Do what needs to be done…” Zhao Li murmured, looking like she understood but didn’t fully understand.

The two walked for a long time, reaching the North Market exit.

“I have important matters to attend to next, so let’s part ways here,” Song Ling said, turning to leave.

“Warrior!”

Zhao Li called out to Song Ling.

“Something else?” Song Ling raised an eyebrow.

Zhao Li’s face was serious, “Once we part this time, I’m afraid we won’t have the chance to meet again. May I ask for your name, Warrior?”

Song Ling was silent for a few seconds, then said:

“Su Qinghe.”

This was the name of his childhood sweetheart, the true legitimate daughter of the Jiang Family, in Hongshi Village.

This name was given by the old village chief, meaning green shoots, thriving growth, but unfortunately, things went against expectations.

He would not reveal his true identity until he possessed sufficient strength and was certain of escaping danger.

With that, Song Ling stepped away.

Zhao Li looked at Song Ling’s retreating figure and silently murmured in her heart, “Thank you, Sister Qinghe.”

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