Mortal: Starting by looting Han Laomo's entire herb garden

Lu Yan straightened his robes and stepped into the main hall.

The shopkeeper greeted him warmly, "What would you like to buy, fellow Daoist?"

Lu Yan didn't waste any words. He patted the storage bag and poured out a bunch of things.

Ritual implements, miscellaneous items, materials... piled up half the counter.

The waiter stared wide-eyed in surprise. "Who owns the shop, you or me?"

"Step back! I will personally receive this fellow Daoist!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties hurriedly walked over. This man was none other than a master in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

The waiter responded and quickly made way for him.

"My surname is Feng, and I am the manager here." The middle-aged man cupped his hands in greeting to Lu Yan, carefully examining the person in front of him.

They don't look very old, but they have so many good things on them. They must have killed and robbed people or hunted countless demons. In any case, none of them are easy to mess with.

Lu Yan nodded, his voice calm: "My time is precious, Fellow Daoist Feng, you'd better hurry up."

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper surnamed Feng quickly began to take inventory, but the more he looked, the wider his eyes widened.

"This is... a top-grade magic artifact, and this one... a talisman!"

After working for half an incense stick's time, the shopkeeper surnamed Feng looked up, swallowed hard, and said, "Fellow Daoist, these total 113,000 spirit stones. How is it?"

Lu Yan pondered for a moment. These things were obtained from Wang Chan, Lian Feihua, and Du Dong.

Not only are the magical artifacts top-quality, but there are also several talismans and a considerable number of other talismans, such as the Earth-Shaking Talisman. The price is reasonable.

Lu Yan nodded and then took out eight more spiritual herbs from his storage bag.

Thousand-year-old jade marrow fungus, thousand-year-old heavenly spirit fruit, thousand-year-old purple monkey flower.

The shopkeeper, surnamed Feng, picked up one and casually remarked, "This spiritual herb..."

He suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

He rubbed his eyes, took another closer look, and his expression changed instantly.

"This...this is a thousand years old?!"

The voice rose eight octaves, attracting the attention of several other guests who turned to look at them.

The shopkeeper's hands were trembling as he stared at the jade marrow mushroom, turning it over and over in his mind's eye, muttering, "Impossible... How could there be a thousand-year-old jade marrow mushroom in the Chaotic Star Sea?"

Several onlookers also gathered around, staring intently at the few spiritual herbs.

"Is it really a thousand years old?"

"I've lived on Kui Xing Island for twenty years, and this is the first time I've ever seen a thousand-year-old spiritual herb."

"How many spirit stones is this worth?"

"It's expensive but there's no market for it, it's expensive but there's no market for it..."

Lu Yan frowned slightly, his hand hidden in his sleeve quietly gripping Lei Zhenzi's. Could these people be tempted by the money and kill him to steal it?

He utterly detested this feeling of being the center of attention, unless, of course, he reached the pinnacle of his cultivation.

"snort!"

Lu Yan snorted coldly, impatiently: "Hurry up and pay! Stop whining here!"

The shopkeeper, surnamed Feng, snapped out of his daze and quickly apologized, "My Mountain and Sea Pavilion will accept all of these things. A total of 157,000 spirit stones. What do you say, fellow Daoist?"

Lu Yan nodded expressionlessly: "Okay."

The shopkeeper, surnamed Feng, gave him a deep look, wondering who this kid was.

There are very few people in the entire Chaotic Star Sea who could pull off such a feat. Was it sent by the Star Palace? Or by those old monsters who were cultivating in seclusion in the outer sea?

Manager Feng was quickly calculating in his mind, but his smile became even more enthusiastic.

"Fellow Daoist, the number of spirit stones you require is substantial. I recently closed several large deals, and I'm a bit short on spirit stones for the time being. What do you think…?"

Lu Yan said, "I don't have time to wait, so I'll use a level six demon core as payment."

Shopkeeper Feng was taken aback: "Level six demon cores are rare items, costing between eleven and twelve thousand each. How many do you want, fellow Daoist?"

Lu Yan quickly did the math in his head.

They looted about 150,000 spirit stones from Wang Chan and Lian Feihua, and Du Dong had tens of thousands more. Adding their own remaining 10,000-plus spirit stones, plus these 157,000, their total wealth amounted to around 380,000.

Lu Yan gave him a deep look: "Then it depends on how much you have."

Manager Feng's eyes lit up, and he turned to instruct his assistant, "Go to the storeroom and see how many level-six demon cores are left."

The waiter responded and ran into the back room.

Manager Feng turned around, smiled, and poured Lu Yan a cup of tea: "Fellow Daoist, choosing our Mountain and Sea Pavilion is truly wise. Apart from us, I'm afraid you simply can't gather so many level-six demon cores anywhere else."

Lu Yan silently put the tea away without drinking it. Who knew if it was poisoned? He'd feed it to Mo Jiao later.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Manager Feng tentatively asked, "May I ask how you are addressed, fellow Daoist?"

"Su Huanzhen".

"Fellow Daoist Su," Manager Feng said, sitting down opposite him. "Judging from your accent, you don't sound like a local. Is this your first time visiting Kui Xing Island?"

Lu Yan nodded.

Shopkeeper Feng smiled and lowered his voice: "Fellow Daoist Su is so generous, you must be from some major sect? The Star Palace? Or...?"

Lu Yan glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Manager Feng wasn't embarrassed at all, and said to himself, "Fellow Daoist Su, rest assured, I value reputation above all else in business. I don't ask about the origin of the goods, I only care about the spirit stones. If you have any good stuff in the future, feel free to come to me."

A moment later, the shop assistant ran out: "Manager, there are still thirty-two level-six demon cores left."

Shopkeeper Feng looked at Lu Yan: "Fellow Daoist Su, do you want all thirty-two?"

Lu Yan nodded.

Manager Feng quickly calculated: "Thirty-two demon cores, at eleven thousand each, total three hundred and fifty-two thousand."

Lu Yan frowned slightly. This guy was enthusiastic, but his divine sense was always locked on him. Moreover, there were several divine sense auras coming from the back room, watching his every move.

Moreover, he wasn't allowed to inspect the goods first. Lu Yan sighed, added more spirit stones, and had about 20,000 spirit stones left in his storage bag.

The money was exchanged for the goods. Lu Yan checked each item carefully and, after confirming that everything was correct, put it all into his storage bag.

After completing a large order, the shopkeeper was in a great mood and casually asked, "Is there anything else you'd like to see, fellow Daoist? Just tell me, and I can give you a discount."

"Oh?"

Lu Yan looked thoughtful, and asked casually, "Do you have any Dust-Clearing Pills here? Let me see. If the quality is good, perhaps we can give them to our elders."

Manager Feng was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Of course!"

He patted his storage bag, took out a jade bottle, and placed it on the table.

"This is the Dust-Clearing Pill. Fellow Daoist Su, please take a look."

Lu Yan picked up the jade bottle, opened the lid, and a medicinal fragrance wafted out.

Inside were three pale golden pills, of excellent quality.

He looked up at the shopkeeper.

Manager Feng was smiling at him, waiting for him to pay.

Lu Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly revealed a familiar smile.

"Give it to me!"

Shopkeeper Feng stared wide-eyed at the living person in front of him who had vanished into thin air, and remained stunned for a long time before he could react.

"this……"

He looked down at his empty hands, then looked up at his surroundings, his expression incredibly interesting.

Meanwhile, Lu Yan, who was countless miles away, had already returned to his cave.

He looked at the more than 20,000 spirit stones in the storage bag, as well as the 32 demon cores he had bought.

Adding the eleven that were left over, there are a total of forty-three.

This trip was a success; I made a profit.