Seal Cultivation for Self-Improvement Chapter 17.2: Zhang Donggua

Last Updated on August 31, 2020 by Lizonka

“Actually, on the road of cultivation, the sword techniques of the mortal world are useless,” said Yu Qiu. “If you really want to enter the Dao, you should find some sword manuals in the Qi Refining period.”

“I’ve thought of that too.” Xiao Chunmian sighed. “But when I went to the north yesterday, I couldn’t find a suitable one. I can only practice what I have learned before. It’s better than nothing.”

Yu Qiu frowned: This was because he didn’t take it into consideration. Fangshanji was just a gathering place for low-level rogue cultivators. Even if there was a sword manual, it definitely won’t be good. Moreover, even if it wasn’t good, they still wouldn’t be able to get it without laying down dozens of low-grade spirit stones. Xiao Chunmian really couldn’t afford it right now, nor could he afford it even with the money that Gu Qing paid back.

No matter how rich people were in the mortal world, on the road of cultivation, they’d only be dregs ah.

“That’s the only way for now.” Yu Qiu had to say helplessly. “You train first. I’ll help you keep an eye on it. Once I come across a suitable sword manual, I’ll take it for you no matter what.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chunmian didn’t act polite, happily expressing his gratitude.

Having said that, Yu Qiu went back to the room to tidy up. Then he put his achievements from these past days into his pocket and went out.

As he got to the market in the north, he caught sight from afar the legendary Zhang Donggua, watching over the plaza. If someone wanted to set up a stall there, they’d have to pay the area fee first. One low-grade spirit stone for one shichen.

Yu Qiu didn’t even have half a low-grade spirit stone right now. He had to walk around to check if anyone was buying talismans. From walking back and forth, it turned out that Zhang Donggua’s men paid the highest price. But even the highest price was actually lower than the market price. Originally, a Fire talisman could sell for three low-grade spirit stones. They only offered two and a half.

Yu Qiu sighed, took out the stack of talismans in his pocket, counted ten Fire talismans, then handed them over. His mind was full of the thought that twenty-five low grade spirit stones were about to arrive and that he could finally buy Xiao Chunmian a sword cultivating manual. However, a few people held these ten talismans in their hands. They looked at them over and over, then called Zhang Donggua to look at them too. Then Zhang Donngua called over an old man with a white beard and continued to look at them…  At last, the old man with the white beard slammed the talismans on the table, puffed at his beard and glared at him. “Which disgraceful person dares to swindle money using fake talismans? You’re seeking death!1不想要命了!– Actually says “Don’t want to live,” and it sounds so awkward when you’re scolding someone, so I improvised.

Yu Qiu was both angry and laughing.

These Fire talismans, indeed, were quite different from the general Fire talismans because of the new drawing method. If Gao Conghan were here, he’d be able to see that this was the talisman that he had almost regarded as the Fire Exploding talisman that day. The materials used in the new drawing method were sub-par to the original, but its patterns were naturally more complicated. Therefore, it appeared more similar to the higher-levelled Fire Exploding Talisman, when in fact, it was just a guaranteed replacement for the Fire Talisman.

That day, Gao Conghan was too far away that it was normal that he couldn’t distinguish between them. But right now, this old man with the white beard had turned it over and over again yet he still couldn’t recognize it as a fire talisman. It was incredibly ridiculous2贻笑大方 – to make a fool of oneself; to make oneself a laughing stock..

As soon as the old man with the white beard spoke, Zhang Donggua and his men immediately took their stances3剑拔弩张 (idiom) – literally: with swords drawn and bows bent. Figuratively: a state of mutual hostility; at daggers drawn., clamoring to break this dog’s legs4In the raws, it actually says “Yu Qiu’s dog legs.” The expression “dog legs” appeared before, but in a different context. It usually means to kiss up to someone, but here, calling Yu Qiu a dog (or his legs) is just a way of insulting him..

“Hang on.” Yu Qiu was in a bad mood. Not wanting to say any more, he waved his hand. “Don’t be impulsive. Maybe have someone of a different level look at it ba?

As a result, this sentence stabbed the hornet’s nest5Person whom no one dares to provoke.. The old man with the white beard cried out angrily, jumping his feet to show that he had never been so insulted in many years. He threatened to go back to his hometown to farm and asked Zhang Donggua to find someone more qualified than him.

When Zhang Donggua heard it, how could he be okay? This old man was the great talisman master he had paid a lot of money for! Zhang Donggua hurriedly coaxed him, giving him a month’s worth of salary. Only then did he finally coaxed him. Looking back at Yu Qiu, Zhang Donggua gnashed his teeth in anger. He immediately raised the spear in his hand.

Yu Qiu didn’t blink. He smiled coldly and asked, “You guys think the Fire talisman I’m selling is fake?”

“No kidding!” Zhang Donngua did the job himself, and the point of the spear was about to poke Yu Qiu’s nose.

Yu Qiu used his cuffs to cover his hands and patted a Light Body talisman on his leg, letting him avoid it. Then he once again grasped the ten Fire talismans they threw on the table. “What would you do if they were real?”

Before Zhang Donggua could answer, the old man with the white beard said, “If they’re real, we’ll pay you ten times!”

“With your words, I can rest assured.” Yu Qiu tilted his head and smiled slightly.

The sound of his voice had not yet faded when he took out one of them very lightly and quickly, suddenly shooting it out. A flame burst out, burning Zhang Donggua’s face.

Zhang Donggua was a little confused when he was burned. He didn’t react until the burnt smell of his hair drifted into his nose. But this time, a second flame had already attacked him.

Yu Qiu smoothly threw the second used Fire talisman onto the ground and picked up the third one. “Ten times payment, now it’s fifty low-grade spirit stones.”

With a fling of his wrist, a third flame burst out. Yu Qiu smiled profoundly. “Seventy-five.”

Normally, Yu Qiu would just give the other party a lesson and let them know how powerful it was before he’d stop. But now… Just blame it on Zhang Donggua being particularly unlucky today for meeting Yu Qiu when he was in a bad mood.


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Kleep

Quite an expensive day there.

Thanks for the great translation ♥️

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