I Peddle the Seven Emotions and Six Desires in Heaven

| Xianxia | business-building | illicit trade | multiple heroines vying for his attention | lighthearted romantic tension | Rain slanted against the weathered paper lantern. Su Zhe worked the abacus, its wooden beads clicking crisply together. A blue curtain lifted, letting in a gust of damp air tinged with a cold fragrance. The visitor wore no bamboo hat. Her plain white hem swept through the muddy water on the ground. She stopped at the counter, her snow-pale profile tense. “Shopkeeper.” Her voice was like shattered jade, though a slight tremor lingered at the end. Su Zhe didn’t look up. His fingertip pressed down on the last abacus bead. “We’re closed. Come back tomorrow.” A pale hand rested on the edge of the abacus. Her knuckles whitened with the force of her grip. “‘Mortal Seven Emotions Experience Card,’” she said quickly, eyes fixed on Su Zhe’s fingers. “And one stick of ‘Delusion Incense.’ The strongest kind.” At last, Su Zhe looked up. His gaze passed over her rain-soaked collar and settled on the sword hilt clenched in her hand. “The Immortal Venerable cultivates the Way of Supreme Forgetfulness.” Su Zhe took a wooden box from beneath the counter and pushed it toward her. “Once this incense is lit, your flawless Dao heart will be ruined.” She snatched up the box. Her nail accidentally scraped the back of Su Zhe’s hand, leaving a faint red mark. “None of your business. Name your price.” Su Zhe looked at the red mark on his hand and slowly wiped it away with a silk handkerchief. This was the Three Realms Worry-Relief Pavilion. It didn’t sell magical treasures or offer immortality. It traded in emotions. “The shop’s rule is that you pay with a secret of equal value.” He tossed the handkerchief into the furnace. “Immortal Venerable, have you made up your mind?”