Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 57: Replace zeros with whole numbers (recommendations please!)

If we use the value of the Black Bamboo Sword at 500 spiritual stones as a benchmark for calculation.

The price of a common hardware flying sword fluctuates around 600 spirit stones.

The Red Gai Orb Umbrella has low demand attributes, and it is extravagant to add so many orbs, so paying 800 spirit stones is not too much.

However, I was short of money, so I had to bargain hard.

“These two magical instruments have been stored for a long time. They are stored in Wanbao Pavilion and cannot be circulated. No matter how valuable they are, they are just dead objects.”

Bai Zichen had to admit that the magical weapons in Wanbao Pavilion were obviously of a higher level than the magical weapons from his sect's weapon refining hall.

Perhaps it’s because the sect’s weapon refiners have lost market competition and have lost the motivation to renew their business.

“And if I buy two pieces at a time, it’s naturally cheaper.”

Zhilang was reluctant to let go of such a large deal after all. He put the three wooden boxes away and said he was going to apply for a price with the person in charge of the branch.

Bai Zichen was not in a hurry. He picked up a cup of spiritual tea and took a sip, indicating that he was waiting here.

The woman in palace attire stood quietly beside her. She, a mortal, could not intervene in this kind of magical weapon trading process.

At this time, when he was free, he hurriedly stepped forward to refill the water, then walked to Bai Zichen's side, and put a pair of catkins on his shoulders to massage him gently.

 One transaction amounted to nearly a thousand spiritual stones. In the more than half a year since she had been a Zhike, she had never handled a single transaction with such a high amount of spiritual stones.

“Fellow Taoist, I have spent a lot of effort, and the superiors agreed to lower the price...”

Zhilang trotted back all the way, pointing out nine fingers with his hands.

“Nine hundred spiritual stones, money and goods are cleared. Fellow Taoist, you have made a lot of money, it is equivalent to buying the Bailiantian Silkworm Clothes for one hundred spiritual stones.”

“Eight hundred and fifty yuan! No one in the market can offer a higher price than me, so it’s time to sell!”

"Eight hundred and ninety yuan, I don't want any personal commission, just make a friend as a Taoist fellow!"

 “Okay, I’ll also make my friend Zhixiong and add ten yuan to it!”

“Eight hundred and eighty yuan, not a single piece of it can be lost... I will definitely be scolded by my superiors if I pay this price. Fellow Taoist, can I ask for help later?”

“Eight hundred and seventy yuan is my last bid. If you have one more spiritual stone, I will leave immediately.”

Bai Zichen drank two cups of spiritual tea in succession. The bargaining was more intense than a fight, and his mouth was parched.

“That’s all, just treat it as a discounted product from Wanbao Pavilion... It’s just 870 spiritual stones. If you pay off, you can take away these two magic weapons.”

“What are the rules for purchasing magic weapons and elixirs in Wanbao Pavilion... I have a short amount of spiritual stones in my hand..."

Bai Zichen coughed in embarrassment. Including the ones scraped from the Que's twin wolves, there were a total of three hundred and thirty spiritual stones in his storage bag.

"What! Are you trying to amuse me... Wanbao Pavilion is not a street shop, so I must give you an explanation!"

Zhilang was really anxious this time and jumped up.

“Brother Zhi, please don’t lose your composure. I just said that I don’t have enough spiritual stones, but it’s not that I won’t buy them... I remember that Wanbao Pavilion also has a recycling business, and I have other items that can make up for the shortage of spiritual stones.”

Bai Zichen touched his nose and placed two magical artifacts and a bottle of elixir on the table.

“That’s the best... But if Wanbao Pavilion recycles it, the price can only be 80% of the market price. If fellow Taoists think it’s too low, just set up a stall to sell it yourself.”

Zhilang hummed twice and took the magic weapon from the table to examine it carefully.

“The smoke-breathing gourd has a poisonous smoke inside it. When the monks in the middle stage of Qi refining smell it, they will feel dizzy and nauseous and want to vomit... This lethality is too weak, and it can kill eighty-five spiritual stones.”

“Huh? This bone whistle is quite interesting... Are there any weapon refiners in Montenegro who are making this kind of disposable magic weapon?”

Bai Zichen took out the loot he had captured after killing the Que family brothers last time, and he happened to use Wanbao Pavilion as a channel to wash out the stolen goods.

Zhilang probably entered the profession of treasure appraiser. Once the two magic weapons were in his hands, he could tell the specific uses in the blink of an eye.

"The Bone Whistle itself can only be considered a mid-grade magic weapon, but the lethality it unleashes is among the best among high-grade magic weapons... This is a one-time magic weapon that turns into white bone arrows to attack the enemy. Regardless of the result, the Bone Whistle will Turned into a puddle of bone powder.”

"This one is worth a bit more...it can be worth one hundred and twenty spiritual stones."

“Hey, purple ginseng pills, this elixir is not common. It has perfect appearance and full potency. A bottle like this will cost you two hundred and forty spiritual stones.”

Zhilang glanced at it and became more and more sure of Bai Zichen's identity. This type of elixir, which has the effect of improving cultivation in the later stages of Qi refining, rarely reaches the hands of casual cultivators.

Even if you get it by luck, you won't easily take it out and sell it for spiritual stones.

 Break it apart and set up a stall in the square to sell them one by one. You can get at least 45 spiritual stones each.

Bai Zichen calculated silently and found that the total amount was only 445 spiritual stones. He gritted his teeth and took out the water purification bottle, and threw a blank storage bag on the table.

“Mid-grade magic weapon, the refining technique is quite clever, it counts as one hundred spiritual stones...”

“Second-hand storage bag, seventy-five spiritual stones…”

Bai Zichen touched another two hundred and fifty spiritual stones and finally collected this huge sum of money.

“Okay, fellow Taoist, check it again. Once the money and goods are cleared, there is no such thing as a return after leaving Wanbao Pavilion.”

 After the transaction was 10%, Zhilang's smile became warm again.

With a quick glance of his consciousness, Bai Zichen knew that the Bailiantian Silkworm Clothes and the Red Gaid Orb Umbrella in the wooden box were genuine and had not been replaced.

 Putting it away in his storage bag, he sat down again and chatted for a while.

This shopping experience allowed him to see that the products sold in Wanbao Pavilion were a bit expensive, but the quality was indeed high.

After building the foundation, if you don’t get to know the master of the weapon refinement and customize it for yourself, you may have to come to buy the spiritual weapon again.

After chatting for half an hour, Bai Zichen pushed away the woman in palace clothes who was getting closer and closer without leaving any trace, stood up and left.

Zhilang stood at the third-floor window of Wanbao Pavilion, staring at Bai Zichen's back as he gradually disappeared into the crowd, and then turned around and entered a closed dark room.

"This man spent nearly a thousand spiritual stones at one time, did you leave a secret mark on him?"

A hoarse voice in the darkness, clearly in a secret room, and what happened on the third floor of Wanbao Pavilion was crystal clear.

Zhilang shook his head and said thoughtfully: "No, I think this person is not simple. Although he is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, at the moment when I was about to apply the secret mark, my intuition told me that I would definitely fail and be discovered by the other party. I thought. I simply gave up after thinking about it, unlike the unfounded casual cultivators who are either disciples of the Qingfeng Sect or direct descendants of those few immortal cultivating families."

“…It’s a pity. The two magic weapons plus other things on this person can probably make up for us to get a foundation-building spiritual item.”

"You should be more stable recently. Although my secret mark is not easy to detect, and you try to stay away from the market, but the number of times will always be revealed."

Zhi Lang’s gloomy face was completely different from the friendly and kind Chaofeng who had a smiling face before.

"There is news. When the major issues over there are resolved, we will launch an attack in Heishan... This time, we will cut off a strip of flesh from Qingfengmen!"

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