Chapter 41
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Unfortunately, she found that the ones in the Lin Palace were not suitable for her cultivation.
The cultivation of spiritual power in this world, were all based on the type of contractual spirit.
Contractual spirits in the form of weapons and those in the form of beasts had different cultivation techniques.
One focused on external aspects, the other focused on internal aspects.
However, Jun Wu Xie's contractual spirit was not one of these two conventional options. Hence, no matter which one it was, it was not suitable for her to cultivate.
If there was no cultivation technique, she would not be able to improve her spiritual power and becoming stronger would be an extravagant hope.
How to find a suitable cultivation technique for her, had become the biggest headache for Jun Wu Xie.
Lin Palace, she could not count on it.
Jun Wu Xie had her sights set on another place.
In the memories of this body, there was a secret place in the Imperial City. That place was not known by everyone, but it was unusually prosperous.
It was an underground market hidden in a corner of the Imperial City. Many things that could not be seen in the market were sold there. Ordinary things could not be seen there either.
It was just that the trading method there was different from other places. The things sold there could not be bought with money, and could only be exchanged with items of equivalent value.
If you want to get what you want from others, you must give them what they need.
Barter.
The original owner of this body was brought there by Mo Xuan Fei during a "date" with him. Before that, the original owner of this body did not know of the existence of such a place, even though she had grown up in the Imperial City.
The original owner of this body had only been there once, with Mo Xuan Fei. The market was hidden underground and a little dark. The original owner of this body did not like it, so Mo Xuan Fei did not mention it and she did not go there again.
But now, that place was the only chance for her to find a cultivation technique. Hence, she had to go there.
Jun Xie's face was rather famous in the Imperial City and she would naturally not go out with such a face that was so highly mocked and ridiculed. Seven to eight types of herbs were ground up, some were ground into powder, some were squeezed into juice and mixed together to smear on the face. It softened the bones of the face to a certain extent, to further solidify the shape of the face. This method of disguise, was more thorough than other methods. Even if someone were to discover a clue, they would not be able to find any flaws on her face.
Finding herself a plain white robe, Jun Wu Xie altered her delicate little face to make it slightly more delicate. At the same time that her looks had decreased, she had also made her facial features more masculine.
Going to the underground bazaar, besides disguising herself, Jun Wu Xie would also need to prepare some "currency". Normal silver was worthless there and only good items would be able to exchange for what she needed. Fortunately, Jun Wu Xie had spent the past few days in the pharmacy and had managed to gather quite a number of elixirs.
In order to help Jun Qing and Jun Xian recuperate, she had prepared a lot of nourishing pills.
She picked a few bottles and carried them with her. Under the cover of the night, she slipped out of the back door of Lin Palace.
The Imperial City was unusually quiet at night. This was the first time she stepped out of the Lin Palace after her rebirth. Following the address in her memory, she walked towards the underground market.
It was an inconspicuous loft, looking no different from the other inns. But in the entire loft, there was only a waiter sitting lazily in the main hall. When he saw Jun Xie appear, he did not even bother to greet her, but just continued to slouch over the table lazily with his eyes narrowed.
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