Born with immortal seed

Chapter 57 Exchanging Zeroes for Wholes (Seeking Recommendations!)
If we take the value of the Ink Bamboo Sword at 500 spirit stones as a benchmark for calculation...

Common metal flying swords are priced around 600 spirit stones.

The Crimson-Covered Pearl Umbrella has low-cost attributes and is luxuriously equipped with so many pearls, so charging 800 spirit stones is not too much.

Unfortunately, I was short of money, so I had no choice but to haggle hard.

"These two magical artifacts have been sitting here for a long time. They're stored in the Wanbao Pavilion and can't be traded. No matter how valuable they are, they're just inanimate objects."

Bai Zichen had to admit that the magical artifacts in Wanbaoge were clearly a level above those from his own sect's weapon-refining hall.

Perhaps it's because the sect's weapon refiners have lost market competition and the motivation to innovate in their skills.

"And since I buy two items at once, it will naturally be cheaper."

Zhilang was ultimately reluctant to let go of such a large business deal. He carefully put away the three wooden boxes and said he would go to the branch manager to apply for a better price.

Bai Zichen was in no hurry. He picked up a cup of spiritual tea, took a sip, and gestured that he would wait there.

The woman in palace attire stood quietly to the side; as a mortal, she had no say in the transaction of such magical artifacts.

Now that she had some free time, she quickly went over to refill his water bottle, then gracefully walked to Bai Zichen's side and gently massaged his shoulders with her soft hands.

The transaction involved nearly a thousand spirit stones. In the more than six months she had worked as a customer service representative, she had never handled a single transaction with such a high value of spirit stones.

"Fellow Daoist, I've gone to great lengths, and the higher-ups have agreed to lower the price even further..."

Zhilang ran back, holding up nine fingers with both hands.

"Nine hundred spirit stones, cash on delivery. Fellow Daoist, you've made a great deal. It's like you bought the Hundred Refined Heavenly Silkworm Robe for just one hundred spirit stones."

"Eight hundred and fifty coins! No one in the market can offer a higher price than me, it's time to make the move!"

"I'll waive the 890 yuan and take my personal commission; I'll just consider it a gift to make friends with you!"

"Okay, I'll make you my friend too, and I'll add another ten yuan!"

"Eight hundred and eighty yuan, not a penny less... If I pay this price, I'll definitely get scolded by my superiors. Fellow Daoist, if you can place your order, I'll go and ask again later."

"Eight hundred and seventy coins. This is my last bid. I'll leave immediately if it's even one more spirit stone."

Bai Zichen downed two cups of spiritual tea in a row. The bargaining was more intense than a battle of magic, and his mouth was parched.

"Fine, consider this a loss-making sale by my Wanbao Pavilion... It'll only cost 870 spirit stones. Fellow Daoist, you can take these two magic artifacts after paying the full amount."

"What are the procedures for purchasing magical artifacts and elixirs at Wanbao Pavilion...? I'm still short on spirit stones..."

Bai Zichen coughed awkwardly. Including what he had taken from the Que family's twin wolves, he only had about 330 spirit stones in his storage bag.

"What! Are you trying to make fun of me... Wanbaoge is not some small street shop, we demand an explanation!"

Zhilang was really anxious this time, and jumped up and down.

"Brother Zhi, please don't be impatient. I only said that I don't have enough spirit stones on hand, it's not that I'm not going to buy any... I remember that Wanbao Pavilion also has a recycling service, and I have other items that can make up for the lack of spirit stones."

Bai Zichen touched his nose and placed two magical artifacts and a bottle of pills on the table.

"That would be best... However, Wanbaoge can only offer 80% of the market price for recycling. If you think that's too low, you can set up your own stall to sell it."

Zhilang grunted twice and picked up the magical artifact on the table to examine it closely.

"The smoke-emitting gourd contains a wisp of poisonous smoke. Even a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator would only feel dizzy and nauseous after smelling it... Its destructive power is too weak; at most, it would cost eighty-five spirit stones."

"Hmm? This bone whistle is quite interesting... Do Black Mountain have weapon refiners making these kinds of disposable magical artifacts?"

Bai Zichen took out the spoils of war he had seized after killing the Que brothers last time, and took the opportunity to use Wanbaoge as a channel to launder the stolen goods.

Zhi Lang has probably taken up the profession of appraiser. Once the two magical artifacts are in his hands, he can tell you their specific uses in the blink of an eye.

"The bone whistle itself can only be considered a mid-grade magic weapon, but the destructive power it unleashes is among the top of high-grade magic weapons... It is a one-time use magic weapon. When it transforms into a white bone arrow to attack the enemy, regardless of the outcome, the bone whistle will turn into a pile of bone dust."

"This one is more valuable... it could be worth one hundred and twenty spirit stones."

"Oh, Purple Ginseng Pills, this kind of pill is not common. It's in perfect condition and the medicinal effect is intact. I'll give you two hundred and forty spirit stones for this bottle."

Zhi Lang glanced at it and became even more certain of Bai Zichen's identity. These kinds of pills, which could enhance cultivation even in the late stage of Qi Refining, rarely ended up in the hands of rogue cultivators.

Even if they were lucky enough to obtain it, they wouldn't easily take it out and resell it for spirit stones.

If you break them apart and set up a stall in the square to sell them one by one, you can sell them for at least forty-five spirit stones each.

Bai Zichen silently calculated that it only amounted to 445 spirit stones. He gritted his teeth, took out the water bottle, and tossed a blank storage bag onto the table.

"A mid-grade magic weapon, the crafting technique is quite skillful, worth one hundred spirit stones..."

"A secondhand storage bag, seventy-five spirit stones..."

Bai Zichen took another 250 spirit stones and finally managed to scrape together this huge sum of money.

"Alright, fellow Daoist, check it again. Once the money and goods are settled, there's no such thing as a refund once you leave Wanbaoge."

Once the deal was done, Zhilang's smile brightened again.

Bai Zichen scanned the box with his divine sense and knew that the Hundred Refined Heavenly Silkworm Robe and the Crimson Canopy Pearl Umbrella in the wooden box were genuine and had not been switched.

He put the items into his storage bag and then sat down for a few more casual words.

This shopping trip allowed him to see that the products sold at Wanbaoge were indeed expensive, but of excellent quality.

After reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, if I don't meet a master craftsman who can customize a weapon specifically for me, I might have to come back to buy a spiritual weapon again.

After chatting idly for half an hour, Bai Zichen subtly pushed away the woman in palace attire who was getting closer and closer, and got up to leave.

Zhilang stood at the window on the third floor of Wanbaoge, watching Bai Zichen's figure gradually disappear into the crowd before turning around and entering a closed, dark room.

"This person spent nearly a thousand spirit stones at once. Did you place a mark on him?"

A hoarse voice came from the darkness. Despite being in a secret room, the person knew exactly what was happening on the third floor of the Wanbao Pavilion.

Zhi Lang shook his head, thoughtfully saying, "No, I felt this person was not simple. Although he was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, my intuition told me that I would fail and be discovered by the other party the moment I was about to place the mark. After thinking about it, I simply gave up. Unlike some rogue cultivator without any background, he was either a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect or a direct descendant of one of those few immortal cultivation families."

"...What a pity. With those two magical artifacts and the other things this person had, we could probably gather enough spiritual items for a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

"Let's be more careful lately. Although my secret marks are not easy to detect, and you try to stay away from the market when you make your moves, you will eventually slip up if you do it too often."

Zhi Lang's face was gloomy, a stark contrast to the smiling and amiable Chao Feng from before.

"News has come that once the major issues over there are resolved, the operation will commence in Black Mountain... This time, we will carve a huge chunk of flesh from the Green Maple Sect!"

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