Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 92 Buying Life
Kang Yilong's words were like a heavy hammer hitting the heart of Master Kang, shocking him so much that he was speechless.

"I, Kang Yilong, am a nineteenth-rank black-robed peddler from the Shengsheng Zaohua Sect. I spent a thousand years begging for the opportunity to be sent out. I have condescended to come to a remote place like your Chitian Realm without any complaints. Kang Dabao, you have disappointed me so much!"

Kang Yilong sighed softly. At this moment, he no longer had the warm and amiable aura from before. Instead, he exuded a powerful and terrifying aura.

You must know that the disciples of their Shengsheng Creation Sect, once they have reached a certain level of practice, will seek opportunities to be sent out. They call it traveling business, but in fact they are plundering the luck of geniuses from all realms to provide for their own practice.

The more luck they gain, the smoother their practice will be.

The luck of everyone in this world is different. Generally, the luck of a cultivator is between 300 grams and 100 grams.

In the eyes of the disciples of Shengsheng Zaohua Sect, to be called a "genius", one must weigh at least ten kilograms.

This type of genius often has great luck and has more or less some strange encounters, which is commonly known as the "golden finger".

If a disciple of the Shengsheng Zaohua Sect obtains an opportunity to be sent out, they will ask the elders in the sect to calculate and search for various geniuses to come to their door and snatch away their adventure.

They would not go too far in doing such things. While taking away the adventures, they would also give these geniuses some pretty good treasures in return as compensation.

This kind of deal is certainly not fair, and the geniuses whose adventures were robbed may naturally disagree. As long as you can defeat the disciples of the Shengsheng Creation Sect, it will be fine.

Take the black-robed disciples of Shengsheng Zaohua Sect for example, whenever they are sent out, they start by looking for a minor cultivator at the Qi training stage, and once they have done a good job, they move on to look for a foundation-building cultivator or a golden elixir cultivator at the next stage.
They may not necessarily earn less from minor Qi-cultivating practitioners, nor may they earn more from Mahayana practitioners. Until they can no longer make business, they will return to their sect with the accumulated luck and continue their practice.

Therefore, the Shengsheng Creation Sect is notorious in all the heavens and worlds, and is hated by everyone.

Gradually, the name Shengsheng Zaohua Sect became a name only used by his own people.

Nowadays they have only one name in the outside world: the Creation Demon Sect.

Now Kang Yilong weighed Kang Dabao's luck, and it was indeed less than two kilograms.

This amount of luck is really too little, and is far below the lower limit for the disciples of Shengsheng Zaohua Sect to do business.

Any treasure in the Shengsheng Zaohua Sect that can be exchanged is priced at more than two kilograms of luck, which means that Kang Dabao cannot afford it!
It stands to reason that if the deal fails, it wouldn't matter if Kang Dabao was released. However, how many disciples of the Creation Demon Sect have good tempers? Since they are angry, why not just kill the person who made them angry?

If this deal fails to go through, Kang Yilong, who has been practicing hard for a thousand years to come out, will have to return home immediately!

In order to avoid this result, Kang Dabao had to take out high-level spiritual objects, magic weapons and other items, weigh them, and convert their luck.

However, the luck that comes this way is not pure, and the disciples of the Shengsheng Zaohua Sect do not like it.

Moreover, among those who already lack luck, how many of them can produce any high-level items?
"Huh, you look so shabby, what good things can you come up with? I am too lazy to ask." Kang Yilong sighed. Even if he slapped Kang Dabao, what would happen? Wouldn't his job as an outpost still fail?

"I, the junior, can produce a third-level talisman, but I wonder if it will be acceptable to you, senior." Kang Dabao said nervously, looking up.

"Hmm? A third-level talisman? Then take it out and weigh it." Kang Yilong thought about it, frowned, and decided to give it a try.

"I placed it in the sect's secret room before I came out, so I don't have it with me. You can come with me to get it." Kang Dabao replied respectfully.

"There's no need to go through so much trouble. You just need to visualize the location of the secret room." Kang Yilong waved his hand and Kang Dabao had to do as he was told. The location of the secret room appeared in his mind, and when he opened his eyes again, the two of them had already appeared in the secret room of Chongming Sect.

"What kind of junk are those you hid here! It's filled with so much cheap stuff that there's no place to step." After entering the secret room of the Chongming Sect, which was already sparkling with precious light in Yu Kang Dabao's eyes, Kang Yilong was extremely disappointed and his face turned pale.

"I am the junior who has really neglected my elders!" Kang Dabao hurriedly hunched over and apologized.

"Oh, this must be the broken talisman you were talking about. Let's put it on the scale and take a look. Tsk, my Sixteen Golden Star Scale has never been used to weigh such a cheap spiritual object since it was consecrated. It's really unfair to it." Kang Yilong had a sad face and patted the scale bar, looking reluctant to let it go.

"A mere third-level, mid-grade mountain-moving and sea-moving talisman, eh, is actually worth one pound, one ounce, and two cents of luck?" Kang Yilong's expression turned into surprise, and he slapped his thigh immediately, "Yes, I was really confused, why didn't I think of it earlier. He was originally a person without luck, he didn't get a single one of the 3,600 immortal veins, and he didn't grow a single one of the 10,800 spiritual bones. So getting these ordinary cross-level things is an incredible fortune for him!"

Kang Yilong thought so, waved his hand, and put the things in Kang Dabao's storage bag together with the treasures in the secret room, and put them on the scale.

"The price is two catties, six taels and five cents, plus the previous one catty, fifteen taels and eight cents, which adds up to four catties, six taels and three cents. Phew, that was a close call! This deal almost fell through!" Kang Yilong took out an abacus and did the math. He immediately turned his worry into joy. He knew that he could continue this assignment!

He laughed and took out a long list for Kang Dabao to see. He pointed to the last item on the list and said softly, "Fellow Daoist, please see. There is only one item for the sale of luck below six kilograms. We can follow this item. I will charge you two kilograms, four ounces and one cent of luck. This is the deal. I don't want the extra stuff you have. You can take it back."

"I am a stupid junior, so I don't know what I can bring back. I hope you can give me some pointers." Kang Dabao felt heartbroken after hearing what Kang Yilong said, so he decided to just let others bully him.

"Oh, you seem to trust me so much. Never mind, I'll help you sort it out." Perhaps Kang Yilong had been in the Creation Demon Sect for too long, and no one had trusted him like this for many years, which made him interested.

"Well, in that case, after we make the deal, you will have two catties, two ounces, and two cents of luck left. You can't move the one catty, fifteen ounces, and eight cents you have on you. Your luck is not high to begin with, and using it to exchange with me will not be beneficial to your future cultivation.

There are still two taels and four cents left. The first-level items are too mixed, and I don't want them. I'll give them all back to you. Well, I'll give you a discount, half a cent. This date is quite interesting. It's really a pity that it's used by cultivators in your world to build the foundation. In fact, it is much better than your two crudely refined foundation-building pills, which are worth nine cents. Well, you want two pills, right? Tsk, it's really not a good thing. Take one back and I'll give you one cent.

Oh, by the way, I just weighed your bones. It was originally a great fortune for you, but it was entangled with a great cause and effect, so it is worthless. If you want to keep it, keep it. I can’t even say whether it is a good thing or a bad thing. "

"Then there are still one or two or three and a half coins left," Kang Dabao took the black bones, foundation-building pills and Liuhe Zhengyang dates with a blank look and murmured.

"Hey, you are really a businessman, so you are quick at settling accounts." Kang Yilong seemed to be in a good mood, and he even praised Kang Dabao. Then he continued, "Your pupil technique is not bad, and I think you have practiced it to a certain degree, so you can keep it and give it four cents; this universe-level technique actually has many mistakes and omissions, and the upper limit is not high, so I will give it to you three cents; as for these Hong-level techniques and secret techniques, I don't think much of them, so you can take them all back, and I will give you two cents for them all."

"Well, there are four and a half cents left. You may not recognize this piece of Gengjin, but it is a top-notch item among the second-level spiritual mines. You can keep it and count it as one cent. There are three and a half cents left. This second-level Kuixing Flying Shuttle is made with some ingenuity by the craftsman. Your family may need it in the future. It counts as one and a half cents. Then there is this piece of Star Frost Soil. It counts as two cents. I will feed it to your spiritual insect and see if I can. After a hundred years, you will not be disappointed. Take it back."

"Fellow Daoist, see clearly, the money and goods have been exchanged, and the transaction is fair!" Kang Yilong laughed and clapped his hands, then patted the confused Kang Dabao on the shoulder. The latter felt as if a layer of shackles was put on the depths of his soul, and an indescribable feeling of discomfort came over him.

"Okay, okay, fellow Taoist, you take this." Kang Yilong took out another palm-sized page of the contract and pulled Kang Dabao to press his fingerprints.

While pressing the hand seal, he said, "Fellow Daoist, please pick up this page of the contract. Eight hundred years later, if you are still here, you can use ordinary fire to burn it. I will come to find you then."

"Eight hundred years later? Even a Jindan cultivator may not live more than five hundred years. You really think highly of me. Besides, why am I looking for you, Taoist? Are you trying to rob me again?"

Kang Dabao looked at the deed in front of him and could not imagine that all the treasures in his house were exchanged for such a thin piece of yellow paper. He was unwilling to accept it, so he bravely asked: "Then may I ask, when you come, will you help me?"

"Haha, it depends on my mood. Maybe I will preach to you once, or I may help you destroy your enemies, or I may just say hello to you and leave, or maybe," Kang Yilong said this, and the smile on his face instantly turned sinister.

"I will blow my breath and wipe out your entire family. Haha, I'll see if you dare to use it, fellow Taoist. Remember, it will only be useful today, eight hundred years later, don't forget it!"

"From now on, our fate has ended. If you are brave enough, we may meet again in eight hundred years." Kang Yilong seemed to be in a good mood and waved his hand to leave.

"Please stay, senior!" Kang Dabao's voice became louder.

Because Kang Yilong's words just now exuded a hint of murderous intent, the gourd of Sect Leader Kang seemed to move eagerly.

Since it moved, does that mean that the gourd can even kill cultivators above the Golden Core stage?
You know, even Kang Yilong didn't recognize Kang Dabao, this life-saving treasure, before. He just treated him as an ordinary object and was not even interested in weighing him. This is not a simple treasure!
The grade of the Hunyuan Gourd is probably far beyond my imagination, it’s terrifyingly high!
"Oh, fellow Taoist, is there something wrong?" Kang Yilong stopped and raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"The seniors have said that since this is a business, can you give me some leniency?" Now that he had a trump card, the head of Kangda let go of some of his nervousness and revealed some of his inherent shrewdness.

"Spare my head?" Kang Yilong laughed. In fact, the things that he took away from Kang Dabao were all rubbish to him. Even if he returned them all, he would not even blink an eye.

What his disciples wanted to take away was never the so-called treasures from these geniuses, but their luck.

Now that the deal has been made, the treasures obtained in exchange will belong to the disciples of the Shengsheng Zaohua Sect and they can dispose of them as they please.

In this way, if Kang Dabao wants to ask for some mercy, Kang Yilong can naturally make the decision, and it won't be considered breaking the rules of their family.

But in all his years of traveling around the world, Kang Yilong had never seen a customer who had the courage to do business with their Shengsheng Zaohua Sect and still wanted to leave on his own.

"Just considering this courage, maybe someone will really go there eight hundred years later." Kang Yilong secretly praised in his heart.

"It's not that I can't, but Brother Kang Daoyou must have a reason to talk." Kang Yilong looked at Kang Dabao with interest.

"Senior and I, after all, are relatives. Now that the deal is done, please give me, a junior from the same family, a little less price." Kang Dabao made a bitter face. He was used to doing things like playing the victim.

This was quite interesting to Kang Yilong. They, the disciples of the Shengsheng Creation Sect, traveled around the heavens and were called traveling merchants. They said "trading should be fair", but in reality they still followed the bandit code of "whoever has the stronger fist has the final say".

The geniuses who did business with them, those with better tempers kept silent when they suffered losses, while those with worse tempers directly cursed.

Kang Dabao's humble and mercenary appearance was something Kang Yilong had rarely seen in recent years. This gave the latter some new insights into the job of traveling merchants, which was also a little beneficial to his practice, and he felt a little happy.

He also thought about his origin as a free cultivator, and how he had been alone since his family members were killed by his enemies. After hearing Kang Dabao's words of friendship, Kang Yilong actually became interested: "Ha, that's interesting, I will accept you as my junior!"

But he changed the subject: "It's just that I don't have anything of too low quality on me. I'm giving you my worst thing. I've said before that you have bad luck. The things I gave you are entangled in cause and effect. You can't suppress this blessing, and it will bring disaster instead."

Kang Yilong actually frowned and thought: "Oh, yes, then I can only return some of your things to you. It's not good to return them to you directly, it seems that I am a little stingy. How about this, I am the worst at refining equipment in my life, so I will help you refine the prototype of this magic weapon, you can use it."

"But," before Kang Dabao could bow and thank him, he heard Kang Yilong on the other side laughing: "I'm giving you some benefits this time, don't think that we have a friendship from now on. Eight hundred years later, whether it will be good or bad for you to come to me, it's still hard to say."
"Thank you, senior." Kang Dabao didn't think much of this. It was uncertain whether the Taoist priest would still be around eight hundred years later. He would just take the ready-made benefits first.

"Yeah," Kang Yilong nodded with satisfaction and pointed at the prototype of the magic weapon. The prototype of the magic weapon was flashing with spiritual light.

After a burst of white steam rose, a cold-colored small sword the size of a palm fell into the hands of Master Kang.

"The sword is called Suqiu, and it's a weapon for attacking." Kang Yilong looked disappointed, "It's only a third-level mid-grade sword. I really don't know how to practice weapons."

"I've wasted so much of my time just to earn you so little. Take care of yourself. I hope you can still choose to see me or not."

Kang Yilong disappeared silently, and Kang Dabao stared blankly at the empty secret room.

"I never thought that the Taoist's life was so valuable that it would cost so much to buy it back!"

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