My teacher is a deity.

Chapter 4 Past Events

The next day, near dusk.

Vichy was kicked off the bed by Shi Qing.

"Uh, teacher, it's only four in the afternoon, the sun hasn't set yet."

Vichy rubbed her head, her tired face clearly indicating that she was indeed a cultivator.

"Still waiting to go down the mountain? How can you sleep at your age?"

"Teacher, I didn't have it as easy as you used to. I was always being chased around by the holy sons of various sects."

"Hehe, I'm a vampire, so I only get up after sunset."

Shi Qing shook his head, stopped joking with Wei Xi, and directly announced what he was going to do today.

"Last night you entered the immortal realm for the first time, so I won't disturb your last sweet dream. Now it's time to begin your arduous cultivation, Vishi."

"Do you remember the body cultivation method I told you about?"

Seeing that Shi Qing had become serious, Vicky immediately shook off her sleepiness and accurately recalled the extraordinary professional knowledge that Shi Qing had previously introduced to her.

"Indeed, although you have overcome the first obstacle, you have not yet truly embarked on the path to immortality. Some skilled镖头 (bodyguards/escorts) in the martial arts world still pose a deadly threat to you."

"Under normal circumstances, I would slowly teach you to build a solid foundation, but since you are in a hurry, let's use both medicinal tempering and body tempering at the same time."

As he spoke, Shi Qing stirred up a gentle breeze and tossed the list of medicinal herbs that he had already written to Wei Xi.

Vishi looked closely and saw that this time the prescription no longer had those strange names, but had been replaced with normal potion ingredients such as dragon scale flower, low-grade crystal, and firestone.

Vishi paused for a moment, then turned around and saw that his previous book on potions had been worn out. It was clear that Shi Qing hadn't rested last night, but had instead translated a list based on the potion's properties and various effects.

In an instant, Vichy's curiosity about Shi Qing increased even more.

Are all the superhumans in the Ancient Sand Kingdom this powerful?

Not only is he skilled in close-quarters combat, but he can also alchemy and create potions.

What exactly is the teacher's strength? Is he a ninth-tier high-level mage? Or perhaps a demigod of an even higher level?

Has the goddess of fortune finally smiled upon me?

Just as Vichy was lamenting the fickleness of fate, Shi Qing slashed her again, causing a small bump to appear on her forehead.

"What are you daydreaming about? The day's work starts in the evening, don't dawdle."

"oh oh......"

......

Vichy packed quickly, washing up hastily in a few minutes and then leaving.

The city she lived in was called Gem City. Although it was not a very large city, it was one of the top-ranked cities in the entire vampire territory thanks to its possession of a high-value magic mine.

Living in such a city has its pros and cons.

The downside is, of course, the high cost of living; one gold coin is only enough for a month's expenses, making the costs really high.

But there are also advantages.

In Gem City, the Empire's policies are implemented relatively well, and even wild vampires like Vishi, who have no family protection, can receive considerable subsidies.

In addition, there are various conveniences in daily life.

For example, right now.

"Teacher, this is the largest commodity distribution center in Gem City—the Gold and Silver Table."

Vishi looked excitedly at the bustling market before him and received a black iron plaque from the guard at the entrance, on which the seller's spatial level was clearly written.

"Normally, mages have to entrust adventurers with finding various materials, or simply go to the dungeon themselves, but in Gem City, that's not necessary!"

"Many years ago, the Lord of Gem City commissioned the Empire's mages to create the gold and silver table."

"They have everything—gold and silver tables! Don't let the fact that this castle only has a dozen or so floors fool you; the space inside is enormous!"

Shi Qing looked at the black castle and carefully sensed the fluctuations in the space inside.

As Vichy said, the folded space in this castle is not small, and even the lingering ripples it emits are quite eye-catching.

However, Shi Qing was not too surprised. Although the gold and silver table was a miracle that a mage could represent in Vishi’s eyes, it was not unusual in his eyes.

Many places where demonic sects sell stolen goods have similar structures. In fact, to avoid harassment from righteous sects, they are made even more concealed, with very subtle spatial fluctuations.

In his opinion, this gold and silver table was at most a practice piece made by someone in the early stage of the Golden Core realm, and it was a very rough one at that.

But Shi Qing wouldn't spoil Vichy's fun.

"You'll find someone better in the future."

"Go in."

"Um!"

Vichy nodded and immediately stepped through the castle gate. The next moment, the world spun around him, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a marketplace on the first floor.

The market was quite lively, with people bustling about everywhere.

Besides the most common vampires and humans, there are also many demi-human races setting up stalls and trading here.

Their stalls displayed many of the spoils they had obtained from the dungeon, as well as some local specialties from their hometowns.

It must be said that this large-scale market is indeed very efficient.

Around 8 or 9 p.m., the long and complicated materials that Shi Qing had given to Wei Xi had been collected. If Wei Xi hadn't been so concerned about the precious wealth he had gained from being beaten up and hadn't spent so much time haggling with the stall owners, they probably would have finished by 7 p.m.

However, this action also attracted the attention of some shady eyes.

"Oh my, isn't this Miss Vichy?"

"How come you have money to shop at the Gold and Silver Table today? Have you finished paying your tuition? I remember you were starving and going to catch mice to eat before."

Vichy's face immediately turned pale. She slowly turned her head and saw a group of werewolves grinning at her.

But she didn't intend to pay any attention and prepared to leave directly.

However, she didn't want to cause trouble, but others were coming to bother her.

"Where are you going?"

"If you don't explain where this money came from, I, as a patrol officer in Gem City, can't just pretend I didn't see it."

The werewolf laughed, blocked Vishi's path, and reached out to seize the materials Vishi had just bought.

Unexpectedly, Vichy sidestepped and immediately slapped away his claws.

"What are you doing? Trying to rob me, Finn?"

"I earned this legally in the arena; you have no right to seize my goods!"

Upon hearing this, Fein's fake smile immediately turned cold.

"You think it's true just because you say so? You're just a poor, pathetic vampire. Where do you get the ability to make money in the arena?"

"Tsk tsk, no wonder he's a bastard from an orphanage, so ill-mannered. Didn't anyone teach him to obey orders? Do you even trust us?"

With a flick of his wrist, Finn Wolf Bead signaled to his henchmen to forcibly seize Vichy's goods.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out, interrupting what could only be described as robbery.

"Here's the receipt, officer."

"Miss Vichy did indeed put on a wonderful performance in my arena yesterday, and the Lord of Gem City was also present at the performance."

Vichy turned around and saw a big shot walk out from behind her, waving a receipt in his hand. The man was none other than Hem, the owner of the Colosseum.

At this moment, the werewolf Finn's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Hem with resentment, but dared not continue to lash out. The other party was a person of dignity, and had even brought up the Lord of Gem City. If he continued to make trouble, it would damage the Lord's reputation.

After much hesitation, Finn could only walk aside menacingly, making way for the others.

Seeing this, the cunning Hem didn't say much. He looked at Vishi and whispered, "The twenty-third floor is the werewolf's territory. Didn't you pay them taxes?"

Vichy was stunned for a moment, her expression incredulous. This was the first time she had ever heard of such a rule regarding gold and silver tables.

She thought it was just bad luck that she had run into this rogue werewolf again.

"It seems this is your first time here. If you have any questions in the future, feel free to ask me. Please don't be impulsive, Miss Vichy. You are a very promising gladiator."

Hem patted Vichy on the shoulder, preparing to take her out.

As Vishi and Fein brushed past each other, the werewolf's sinister voice rang out again.

"Hmph, vampire, looks like you've found a good master."

"But it doesn't matter, we'll get the taxes you stole from us back from your good friends."

"If you know what's good for you, you'll hand over the money obediently, otherwise..."

Vichy stopped, and the heavy goods were placed on the ground.

Hem turned his head in confusion.

In that instant, Vishi's blood surged violently!

She burst forth with astonishing speed, her body flying out like an arrow, and punched Finn in the face.