Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

Now that his spirit sword was considered fully developed, Su Chen originally intended to return to the sect as soon as possible.

It would be good to quickly refine this sword into your own natal magic weapon.

Secondly, his cultivation level had just broken through.

It naturally needs to be stabilized.

Can...

The Grand Master of Luoyan City, plus the wealth of Qingzhou.

Su Chen naturally had no shortage of spirit stones.

But this trip did bring some benefits.

Things from the lower realms are so rare and valuable in this realm.

Since keeping it is useless to me, why not take this opportunity to sell it?

Now we have a general understanding of the spirit world.

In the spirit world, Su Chen was considered quite wealthy.

However, he would still need to support a large family in the future, including his mother-in-law, Li Ziran, and his own Daoist partners.

Now there is also a saintess who is about to become a Daoist partner.

There's no reason for someone to suffer hardship with you.

What are these Xuan Yin Life-Sustaining Grass and Yun Zhi? They're not even worth a few spirit stones in the lower realm.

The spirit world, however, regards it as a treasure.

I made a profit, a real profit.

No wonder it takes so much trouble for the spirit world to go to the mortal realm, or for the mortal realm to come to the spirit world.

If it doesn't go through a lot of trouble, the prices in these two realms will collapse first.

"Fellow Daoist Su."

Cheng Mo waited for half an hour under the eaves of the teahouse, his face beaming with a solicitous smile.

"I have relayed a message from the Dark Pavilion on your behalf."

All three families are willing to have a private meeting.

Su Chen picked up a spirit fruit, weighed it in his hand, and then put it back on the plate.

These fruits from the spirit realm are inexplicably sour, yet a single dish costs three mid-grade spirit stones.

"Tell me about your background."

"The purchasing steward of Qingxiao Pavilion specializes in medicinal herbs that strengthen the body and nourish vital energy, and he is the most generous in spending."

"The leader of the Loose Cultivator Alliance is called Gu Sanchou. He's slick and has the most complicated connections. Most of the miscellaneous treasures you want are in his hands."

"The third party refused to reveal their name, only handing over a jade talisman, saying they were willing to pay in spirit stones, and would accept any amount."

Su Chen nodded.

This underling wasn't a waste of his talent; he's quite capable.

However, if someone helps you with something, you naturally have to give them a good reward.

"I said, since you were the one who helped me find out about this."

"Of course I can't let you work for nothing..."

Su Chen casually took out a few mid-grade spirit stones.

Cheng Mo's eyes turned green with envy.

Wow, Brother Chen is so generous! These spirit stones are enough for me to do sect quests for several years.

...

The western peak is sealed off on all sides by black stones.

The purchasing manager of Qingxiao Pavilion was a fat cultivator.

Su Chen took out seven pure white spiritual herbs and spread them on the stone platform.

The fat butler's hand froze in mid-air, and he didn't even bother to pick up the handkerchief he was wiping his hands from.

I'm dumbfounded. This is a top-quality resource that is extremely rare to find in the spirit world.

Let's take a look at Su Chen.

If we could establish a connection with this fellow Daoist...

How many opportunities will there be to make a fortune in the future?

But before that, we still need to try Su Chen.

Let's see if Su Chen can recognize a good deal or not.

Doing business in the cultivation world, whether in the upper realm or the spirit realm.

No merchant is without guile...

"Mysterious Yin Life-Sustaining Grass".

"A total of seven plants."

"Not seven."

Su Chen slowly retrieved the three plants.

Only four plants were harvested today.

The fat butler's Adam's apple bobbed.

"Fellow Daoist, Qingxiao Pavilion can afford the price."

"It's not about the price."

Su Chen picked up the cup of tea that had long since gone cold, took a sip, and felt a surge of anger rising to his head.

"This thing was expelled all at once..."

"Then it won't be worth anything."

"Of course, I don't want to do business with just one company."

"Let's give other companies a chance too..."

The fat butler was speechless for a long time after hearing this.

"Fellow Daoist is quite remarkable."

Su Chen is indeed no simple character.

In that case, I'm afraid I'll want to collect the remaining few plants next time.

The spirit stones will then double in value.

They're so clever!

I got this thing, but not for my own use.

It can be resold at an auction house for three times the price.

And that kid will make his move then.

Naturally, the asking price would be based on the auction price.

This is a bit tricky.

But there's nothing we can do about it; after all, Su Chen doesn't seem like someone who's easy to fool.

Cheng Mo was completely dazed.

Three hundred thousand.

Even if their own branch of the family worked hard for ten years, they still couldn't save up this much money.

Su Chen is simply a super-rich man; this guy himself is convinced of it.

We have to follow Brother Chen!!

The discussion about Gu Sanchou lasted even longer.

"This dark blue ore is just for weight."

"I can barely manage to eat these few dishes, fellow Daoist, as a way of showing consideration for my fellow Daoist."

Cheng Mo coughed softly behind Su Chen.

It means this old guy is trying to lower the price.

Su Chen wasn't in a hurry.

He reached out and took everything back from the stone platform, leaving only a pile of the least valuable cold iron.

"Since it's common, then we'll just use this one."

"I'll keep the rest for myself to refine weapons."

Gu Sanchou immediately placed his hand on the stone platform.

"Fellow Daoist, why the haste?"

"I was just assessing the situation for you, fellow Daoist."

After some back and forth, Su Chen obtained a broken spatial array plate and a jade tablet that could shield him from divine sense.

There were still 200,000 spirit stones, but Su Chen didn't care about that amount at all.

The spirit realm is a deep and complex place, and Su Chen can no longer hide his true abilities.

Cheng Mo escorted him to the bridgehead.

He had a fawning smile the whole way, almost as if he was calling Chen Ge's son out loud.

Now that I'm back, I really need to investigate Su Chen's background thoroughly.

"If Fellow Daoist Su ever visits Juque City again..."

He only got halfway through his sentence.

Without a doubt, they'll try to curry favor with Su Chen.

However, Su Chen wasn't buying it.

"Will come."

...

Crossing the void, the spirit ship traversed the endless sea of ​​stars.

Across the distance lay a desolate cluster of broken stars.

To return to the mountain from Haori Sect, one cannot bypass this cluster of shattered stars.

Just as the light was about to enter, Su Chen's divine sense probed out through the void.

The spiritual energy is wrong.

A faint trace of blood seeped through the crack in the void, like a knife that hadn't been wiped clean.

Su Chen didn't stop, nor did he turn around.

The escape speed remained the same, neither too fast nor too slow.

But in my mind, I had already figured things out.

The battle at Juque City ultimately drew attention.

Crossing the border to suppress the young master of the Crimson Flame Sect, and publicly causing the treasure-appreciating steward to change his voice in shock—these two incidents combined would attract the attention of any hungry wolf.

This world is unlike the Xuanhuang Continent.

In the lower realm, Su Chen traveled through various prefectures and counties, always managing to make friends with a few independent cultivators and learn about some connections.

Only those who have attained the Mahayana stage or higher are qualified to be rogue cultivators in the spirit realm.

There was no one to help.

All I can rely on is my own life.

With a flick of his fingertips, Su Chen revealed the Spring and Autumn Escape Pen in his palm.

That pen was ice cold.

"Come out."

Su Chen spoke, his voice dissipating rapidly in the void.

"They hid all the way, but they didn't seem tired at all."

Behind the rubble, demonic energy suddenly surged forth.

Six or seven streaks of light shot out from different directions, their ink-black tinged with red, staining the surrounding void with a layer of filth.

The final streak of light landed with remarkable stability.

The newcomer wore a charred black robe, and his face was covered in a patchy, wrinkled skin, as if it had been scorched by fire.

The Great Perfection of Refining Emptiness.

"Are you a true disciple of the Haori Sect?"

"I am Jiao Wujiu, a guest elder of the Demon Flame Sect. I apologize for disturbing you."

Although that was said politely.

But it has a strange, unsettling quality to it.

Su Chen never tolerated intersex individuals like this.

...