Cultivating Immortality: I Have a High-Martial World

Chapter 45: Market Trading, Encounter with Third Senior Brother! (Please continue reading~)

Changchun Gate, Danfeng Peak.

Lin Chen returned to his familiar disciples' quarters.

"The eighth time traversing the cultivation world, a new week begins..."

Lin Chen glanced at the reset countdown and muttered to himself.

This journey was significant and complex for him.

After months of cultivation, he finally decided to leave Danfeng and head down the mountain to see the legendary cultivator market.

Two months ago, he passed by in a hurry but did not stay long.

But right now, he has entered the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and his martial arts are approaching that of an intermediate-level warrior.

At the foot of Changchun Mountain, which is not considered particularly dangerous, it is appropriate to purchase some supplies for spiritual practice.

Lin Chen checked the storage bag, which contained more than ten bottles of Qi and Blood Pills.

He also had ten counterfeit Five Thunder Coins, and he planned to sell this batch of goods first to see how it fared.

If the circumstances are right, market transactions will inevitably take place in the future to purchase large quantities of cultivation resources and supplies needed by the country.

It is approaching early spring.

The sky outside the window was already beginning to brighten. Lin Chen ate some spiritual food and then cultivated as usual.

After saying goodbye to his master in the morning, Lin Chen prepared to go down the mountain.

"Although I have now reached the mid-stage of Qi Refining, my cultivation level cannot be directly revealed... It is still too early for me to fly on a magical artifact."

Lin Chen glanced at the long mountain road.

He was determined to climb the 8,000-meter-high Changchun Mountain, with its 30,000 steps leading to immortality.

Fortunately, for Lin Chen now, this mountain path is nothing to worry about.

In about fifteen minutes, Lin Chen arrived at the foot of the mountain.

After passing through the outer disciples' square and an official road, you will arrive at Changchun Gate Market.

In the morning, the market is at its busiest.

There are probably hundreds of shops of all kinds along both sides of the official road, which is three zhang wide.

Pill shops, talisman shops, weapon shops, spirit beast shops... but the most numerous are array shops, after all, Changchun Sect is famous for its array techniques.

Many disciples and elders within the sect also set up businesses in the markets at the foot of the mountain to supply resources for cultivation.

Of course, storefronts in the market are expensive, and the annual rent is probably as high as a thousand spirit stones.

Therefore, many independent cultivators chose to set up stalls on both sides of the main road in the market.

Various spiritual plants and even self-made pills are much cheaper than in the shops.

However, Lin Chen came here to sell pills, not to buy them.

Therefore, he did not consider the vendors in the market, but instead chose a sizable alchemy shop.

"The Spirit Medicine Pavilion... I've heard from the disciples on the mountain that their prices are quite reasonable..."

Lin Chen didn't think much of it and stepped into the Spirit Medicine Pavilion.

The shop, which was more than ten feet in diameter, had many pills displayed on its shelves.

Lin Chen glanced at the shelves and saw that the pills on them were just ordinary ones, mostly first-tier pills for Qi Refining cultivators.

Even second-tier pills used by Foundation Establishment cultivators are rare.

"Oh, distinguished guest... are you here to sell elixirs?"

Before long, a servant came to greet them with a fawning smile.

"Hmm? Are all the shop assistants at the first level of Qi Refining?"

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow and asked:

"How do you know I'm a distinguished guest? And how do you know I'm here to sell elixirs?"

The servant chuckled and pointed to Lin Chen's clothing, saying:

"Judging from your clothes, Senior Brother... you must be an inner disciple of the Dan Peak of the Changchun Sect, right?"

"My name is Huang Xin, and I am an outer disciple of the Changchun Sect..."

Lin Chen understood immediately after hearing this.

This market is located at the foot of Changchunmen Mountain, and many of the people in the market are independent cultivators or disciples of the outer sect of Changchunmen.

As for the inner disciples, they were considered honored guests by them...

"Hmm, I should buy a few more clothes later... but there's no need to hide my identity when buying and selling pills."

"Being an inner disciple makes things much easier for me..."

With this in mind, Lin Chen patted his storage bag and obtained a bottle of Qi and Blood Pills.

"You're quite clever... Take a look at these pills, how many spirit stones is a bottle worth?"

Huang Xin took the Qi and Blood Pill, opened the bottle, and sniffed it carefully.

Then, his face lit up slightly as he said:

"Senior brother...this pill is of superior quality, did you refine it yourself?"

"The market price for a bottle of Qi and Blood Pills is approximately 25 spirit stones, and pill shops buy them back at 80% of the market price..."

After a pause, Huang Xin changed his tone and said:

"However, Senior Brother's Qi and Blood Pill is probably 20-30% more effective than usual; it wouldn't be difficult to sell it for 30 spirit stones a bottle!"

"Therefore... how about I buy back this bottle of Qi and Blood Pills from you, Senior Brother, for 25 spirit stones?"

Lin Chen glanced at Huang Xin in surprise after hearing this.

A bottle costs 25 spirit stones, a price far exceeding his expectations.

Given his status as an outer disciple, I must have gotten a good deal on the price.

Lin Chen thought for a moment and then took out a few more bottles of Qi and Blood Pills.

"However, I have more than one bottle of these Qi and Blood Pills... If I want to sell ten bottles at once, can you really make that decision?"

Huang Xin was shocked upon hearing this. Ten bottles of Qi and Blood Pills would be a huge deal worth two or three hundred spirit stones!

He simply couldn't make that decision on his own.

"Please wait a moment, senior brother. I'll go ask the shopkeeper first..."

After saying this, Huang Xin went to the second floor of Danpu.

Before long, a well-to-do middle-aged man dressed in brocade robes came down.

"A Foundation Establishment cultivator..." Lin Chen thought to himself.

The portly shopkeeper approached, carefully examined Lin Chen, and then nodded, saying:

"So you're selling Qi and Blood Pills? High-quality Qi and Blood Pills... 23 spirit stones a bottle."

"If you sell in bulk, 24 spirit stones per bottle... would you be willing to sell?"

Lin Chen frowned slightly after hearing this. The price... was lower than what Huang Xin had mentioned.

He glanced at Huang Xin and saw that he also looked unwell, probably knowing that he had set the price too high and would be scolded by the shopkeeper.

But he gritted his teeth and whispered:

"Shopkeeper, I just agreed to buy this senior brother's bottle for 25 spirit stones..."

"This Qi and Blood Pill is of superior quality; we can still make a profit."

Upon hearing this, the fat shopkeeper's face immediately darkened.

He knew, of course, that he could make a profit even with 25 spirit stones, but in business... who wouldn't want to lower the price and make more money?

The fat shopkeeper glared at Huang Xin, then glanced at Lin Chen.

After thinking it over for a moment, he nodded and said:

"Sigh... fine, then 25 spirit stones per bottle!"

After saying that, the fat shopkeeper took out a small bag of spirit stones, counted them in front of Lin Chen, and handed them over.

Lin Chen nodded slightly, took the spirit stone, and handed over the Qi and Blood Pill.

He thought for a moment and asked:

"Shopkeeper, do you sell any medicinal herbs?"

"I need a batch of Crimson Blood Flower and Qi-Boosting Grass that are at least three years old..."

Upon hearing this, the plump shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded, saying:

"Of course I have some! How much do you need, fellow Daoist?"

……

When Lin Chen left the Spirit Medicine Pavilion, his storage bag contained dozens of various spiritual herbs.

These elixirs cost him nearly a hundred spirit stones.

He did this because he saw that Huang Xin was an honest man and did not want him to suffer the injustice caused by the fat shopkeeper.

After Lin Chen bought a batch of medicinal herbs, the fat shopkeeper, having made a profit, would no longer make things difficult for Huang Xin.

Of course, this batch of medicinal herbs was also very important to him.

This is enough for Lin Chen to refine another twenty or so batches of Qi and Blood Pills and Qi-Boosting Pills.

"I still have over a hundred spirit stones... I might as well go to the array shop and see if I can purchase a miniature spirit-gathering array."

With this in mind, Lin Chen walked into the market area.

Passing by a gambling den, I saw many cultivators gathered around it, making it quite lively.

"I never imagined that cultivators would be such gamblers?"

Lin Chen glanced at it curiously for a couple of seconds, then prepared to leave.

The stakes between cultivators are certainly not ordinary things.

They are often spirit stones, elixirs, or even magical treasures.

Many cultivators who are addicted to gambling want to gain something for nothing and earn spirit stones through gambling...

Lin Chen wasn't particularly interested in this and quickened his pace to leave when a shout suddenly came from outside the gambling den.

"Jing Xiao'a! You've won so much today! You must be cheating!" Several fierce-looking cultivators rushed out of the gambling den and threatened him.

The man named Jing Xiao'a was a young cultivator of medium height who looked somewhat thin.

But he possessed a roguish air about him, showing no fear even when facing several burly cultivators, and cursed:

"You're talking bullshit! I just had a lucky streak today!"

"What... I'm allowed to lose money, but not to win?"

"Right here at the foot of Changchun Mountain... do you dare to commit violence against an inner disciple like me?"

Lin Chen paused slightly upon seeing this scene.

Upon getting closer and seeing the inner disciple's robes on Jing Xiao'a's body, his conviction grew even stronger.

After a moment's thought, Lin Chen walked to the gambling den.

"Is that you? Senior Brother Jing..."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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