Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 18 Big Purchasing
after one day.

Chen Mu, dressed in a black robe, stood in front of the Treasure Pavilion.

This time the market was bustling with people and there were many cultivators, but it was not appropriate for him to show up in front of too many people this time, so he chose to sell all the talismans to Baibao Pavilion.

"Although there are fewer spirit stones, it can save a lot of effort..." Chen Mu comforted himself and walked into the Treasure Pavilion.

He asked the servant to lead him to the side room and sat there waiting.

A quarter of an hour later.

Steward Hu, who still looked like a wealthy mortal, strode in. "Brother Jiang, I've been waiting for a long time. I just had a distinguished guest and couldn't get away..."

Chen Mu's expression remained unchanged as he replied hoarsely, "That's alright. Brother Hu and I are old acquaintances. There's no need to be so polite."

Manager Hu clapped his hands and smiled, "Brother Jiang, what you said is exactly what I like! I wonder...how many Golden Arrow Talismans will Brother Jiang sell this time? I will not let you suffer any loss."

Chen Mu secretly curled his lips when he heard this. He said this every time he came, but he never seemed to be so generous. He replied: "This time, there are some... new talismans..."

Manager Hu laughed loudly and said, "Brother Jiang, just take it out. No matter what talisman it is, the Treasure Pavilion will accept it."

Chen Mu took out thirty golden arrow talismans and twenty Fu Bo Water-Guiding Talismans. The golden arrow talismans were made to warm up his hands when he was drawing the Fu Bo Water-Guiding Talismans.

Manager Hu took the talisman, picked up a Fu Bo Water-Diverting Talisman, looked at it carefully with his spiritual sense, and after a moment, he used his magic power to wrap it to feel the power of the talisman.

"Brother Jiang, the talisman is correct, but... if my guess is correct, this talisman should have just been drawn by you, right?" Manager Hu pondered for a moment and spoke.

Chen Mu remained calm: "Why do you think so?"

Manager Hu chuckled and said, "I see that this talisman is full of spiritual charm and is obviously excellent, but the spiritual power is somewhat insufficient. I guess it's because the artist's cultivation level is not high. Brother Jiang Dao has reached the fourth level of Qi Condensation, so I dare to make this assertion."

Chen Mu saw that he had some discerning eyes, so he didn't hide it and said, "It was indeed made by me."

Manager Hu laughed continuously. "I also want to congratulate Brother Jiang on becoming a first-grade, mid-grade talisman master..." Then he changed the subject and said, "However, due to Brother Jiang's insufficient spiritual power, the power of this talisman will be reduced. Therefore... the price will be slightly lower than a normal first-grade, mid-grade talisman."

After hearing this, Chen Mu thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

The truth is that he has no other good place to sell...and what Manager Hu said is also true.

Seeing that he agreed, Manager Hu immediately said, "The Golden Arrow Talismans will remain at the original price. I'll give you twenty spirit stones for thirty of them. As for the Fubo Water-Diverting Talismans, they were originally five spirit stones each, but I'll give you four spirit stones each. Are you satisfied?"

Chen Mu recalled the exchange held by Wujinhai, where a mid-grade talisman, the Wood Vine Armor Talisman, was exchanged for eight spirit stones. However, defensive talismans are generally more expensive than offensive talismans... "This price is acceptable."

He nodded and replied, "Just do as Brother Hu said."

After collecting the one hundred spirit stones that Manager Hu had ordered, Chen Mu's expression changed. He asked, "Brother Hu, does the pavilion have any elixirs suitable for the early to mid-stage of Qi Condensation cultivation?"

Manager Hu's expression changed, and he replied, "Brother Jiang, it's not that I don't want to do business with you, but the sect has a rule that some fine elixirs are not allowed to be sold. I hope Brother Jiang can understand."

Chen Mu was stunned. He didn't know that his sect had such a rule.

However, the fine elixirs refined by the second-level alchemists supported by the sect mostly flowed to the true disciples and the top inner disciples. He was afraid that he would not be able to get them since he had just been promoted to the inner sect...

"I'll just have to go to the swap meet later."

He feigned regret and said, "Brother Hu's sect is powerful, Jiang understands." He continued, "Does the pavilion have any talisman pens?"

Upon hearing this, Manager Hu laughed and said, "Then I, Hu, will have to earn some spirit stones from you, brother." He turned around and told a servant beside him to get the talisman pen.

Not long after, the servant came in with three beautifully dressed maids, each holding a tray in her hand.

Manager Hu pointed to the tray on the left and said, "Brother, please look at this. This is called the Purple Bamboo Pen. It's made of a hundred-year-old purple bamboo and three inches of hair from the spine of the red-tailed rabbit, a first-class, low-grade demon beast. It has a strong ability to withstand spiritual energy and is a low-grade magical tool."

Chen Mu nodded and looked at the tray in the middle.

"This one is called the Bailing Pen. It's made from the hair of a hundred psychic weasels, and topped with a core of fine old paulownia wood. It can enhance the aura of talismans, turning them into low-grade magical instruments." He then pointed to the last tray. "This one is called the Qingli Pen. It was originally made from the hair of the first-rank, mid-grade demon beast, the Chasing Wind Lizard. Unfortunately, the refiner's skills were poor, so it only became a low-grade magical instrument."

After Hu Guanshi finished his introduction, he saw that Chen Mu was silent, so he continued, "Brother Jiang, these three talisman pens each have their own advantages, and they are fully capable of meeting the needs of drawing first-level mid-grade spiritual talismans."

Chen Mu looked at the three talisman pens in front of him, and after a moment, asked, "How much is it?"

"The Purple Bamboo Pen costs thirty spirit stones, the Hundred Spirits Pen costs twenty spirit stones, and the Green Fox Pen costs thirty-five spirit stones." Manager Hu replied with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mu fell into deep thought.

He wasn't a professional talisman master, and he only bought talisman pens to draw more talismans and sell more spirit stones. So, he didn't need to buy the best... The Bailing Pen and the Water Lotus Pattern had the same function...

After making up his mind, Chen Mu said, "Let's go with the Purple Bamboo Pen. It strikes a chord with Jiang."

He lit the spirit stone, took the talisman pen, and bought some necessary talisman paper, cinnabar and other items.

"Brother Jiang, take care..." Manager Hu looked at Chen Mu's receding back, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

"First-rank, mid-grade Talisman Master... Let's wait and see for a while..."

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After leaving the Treasure Pavilion, Chen Mudong turned west, walked around the market town, and then entered the cave where Wu Jinhai held the exchange meeting.

"Fortunately, I had the foresight to come on a day when there was a swap meet..."

Chen Mu followed the disciple of Wu Jinhai who had previously received him and Niu Dali to the venue. Because he was wearing a black robe, no one recognized him.

Sit aside and wait for the exchange meeting to start.

Half an hour later.

After Wu Jinhai, still wearing a black brocade robe with gold thread, came on stage and gave a speech, the exchange meeting began.

At the beginning, they were all low-level pills and spiritual materials.

Chen Mu didn't need it, so he closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Tianling Pill, a elixir for the early to mid-stage Qi Condensation cultivation... There are four bottles in total, each with ten pills. Each pill costs one spirit stone, or you can exchange it for other spiritual items of equal value."

Chen Mu opened his eyes and looked at a figure on the stage who was also wearing a black robe.

"I want three..."

"I want two..."

There is never a shortage of people buying elixirs, and for a while, all they heard was the sound of exchanging offers.

Seeing this, Chen Mu said, "I want two bottles."

The audience was all saying "two pills, three pills" and two bottles were thrown out, which prompted the people on the stage to immediately throw him two bottles of Tianlingdan.

After Chen Mu put it away, he took out twenty spirit stones and gave them to the other party.

It's not that he wanted to attract attention on purpose, he just really needed elixirs. Twenty Tianling Pills were not enough to support his great progress in cultivation.

The wish of this trip to the market has been fulfilled. Chen Mu immediately stood up and, like other casual cultivators, bowed to Wu Jinhai and left the place directly.

(End of this chapter)