Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"S… Sure…" the merchant didn't know if William was just acting magnanimous or he'd renege on the deal and cut lots of items he asked for when he'd hear the scary price of everything.

But under the silence and calmness of William, the merchant decided to follow his greediness metre, go out and get done from this grand deal as fast as possible.

The merchant feared for the news of such a fat fish to spread over other merchants here, and many might try out their luck and come seeking William out.

As long as William didn't leave the secured zone, none would ever find him. But the merchant was worried that they'd pressure him and ask to see William in return for giving him the things he wanted.

So the merchant acted fast, sent all of his men to go and make deals with the owners of most of the stalls in the market.

He didn't go to buy everything from a few stalls, but scattered what William wanted and aimed to get everything equally from everyone.

That might risk many suspecting the presence of such a fat catch, but as the scale of such trade was small per merchant, the chances of getting discovered were quite slim.

The merchant was just like any merchant, trying to do everything in his power to maximise his gains and secure his trade. William knew the merchant would act fast to finish this deal, so he'd not risk losing him to someone else.

And William didn't want to remain here for long. After all, many of the things he'd get would need further processing to be ready to be used.

Not to mention he needed to go back and draw the few arrays his team would use, so everyone would know what to do when they'd need to use these arrays.

The price William gave to the merchant aimed to instigate the fierce greedy nature inside that merchant. In the near future, the Long clan's headmaster would flood the market with tons of these cores.

The initial high price of fifty and even sixty thousand crystals would hit the rock bottom of twenty thousand spirit crystals or even less.

Selling them for forty thousand and getting what William wanted right now wasn't a bad deal in his eyes. Not to mention if he sought selling them directly, gathering spirit crystals before coming here to buy what he wanted was a much harder task than anyone might think.

There were few outlets to sell these cores, and he needed to find those with deep pockets and ready crystals to pay and buy these precious cores of his.

Finding such buyers would take a long time to do, and securing his crystals from them would even take a longer time as well.

William decided to barter with the merchant here, without the need to get much of crystals, ending up having what he wanted without worrying about how to sell these cores.

And that was part of the reasons behind him lowering the price of these cores, to make the merchant more willing to do such a task and take such risk.

Just after being inside for half an hour, the merchant sent a kid with a pot of tea, two cups, and a few desserts for William.

However, this was a small hiccup and a slight mistake from the merchant's side.

"This…" William was about to drink a cup of tea when he saw a small piece of paper folded under it. When he unfolded the paper, he found out that it was a brief message, one that asked him for a meeting at another stall.

"Hahahaha, that dude is moving a bit faster than I thought, attracting attention already," William crumbled this piece of paper and burnt it using his spirit power.

He wasn't seeking any profit from this deal. Or else, he'd not just come to one stall, and would instead visit many to look for a better deal than this.

William inwardly laughed at these merchants. All they thought about was profit, and that made them mistake his real intentions here.

He wanted his things done and wanted this to be done as fast as possible without any hiccups.

Another kid arrived after ten minutes, delivering another pot of fruit, which had three more messages like the previous one.

And like the first message, the others who came into the curtain on the hands of the working kids got all burnt down by William.

William didn't want to leave any traces behind, or else these poor kids would get the wrath of the merchant over doing such a crime in the latter's eyes.

It was expected how enraged the merchant of this stall would be when he'd know about such daring actions. Even if he knew the dudes behind this, he'd not act against any of them. Instead, he'd pour all of his wrath over the poor kids who delivered these messages.

William could see why these kids did it. They were mistreated in general, and getting an extra income was a chance only a fool would reject.

William sat inside the secluded zone, ate a bit of the desserts and fruits delivered to him, calmly drinking his tea, while burning any trace of any message he got without showing any change on his face at all.

"It's done!" and just after three hours of sitting like this, doing nothing but thinking about his future plans, the fat merchant came in large strides.

His body was soaked in sweat, as if he was running all this time. William didn't know, but when the latter didn't respond to any message sent from the big merchants in the market, they thought the fat merchant got his hands over these messages.

So the other merchants started to act in a hostile way towards this merchant, not giving him many of what he wanted. They wanted to buy more time until they'd manage to deliver their messages over to William in a way or another.

And when they got to hear back from the kids they bribed, they realised it wasn't the issue of the merchant, but William himself.