Chapter 199 : Selling Miscellaneous Items
Chapter 199: Selling Miscellaneous Items
Mission Hall.
Looking at the Thorn-Crown and the Blue-Phosphor Fiend Beetle shell on the counter, Ma Dongmei froze for a moment.
“Is there a problem?” Chen Beiwu asked.
“No, Senior Brother Chen, I’ll calculate your contribution points right away.” Ma Dongmei quickly replied.
Goodness, he went out just once and slaughtered two Foundation Establishment beast creatures, one of which was even a late-stage Foundation Establishment beast creature.
Such an impressive record was already comparable to the sect’s true disciples, far beyond what a cultivator like Senior Brother Chen—who had just stepped into Foundation Establishment—could possibly achieve.
Yes, that was right. In the eyes of Ma Dongmei, who was unaware of the hidden secret of the Thirteenth Layer of Qi Refining, the aura Chen Zi’ang exuded at this moment was no different from that of an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.
If she guessed correctly, then in order to complete the mission, Senior Brother Chen must have invited quite a few helpers, perhaps even a true disciple.
‘Fortunately, I have been cautious, always treating Senior Brother Chen with due respect and never once showing any slight or offense.’
Thoughts flashed rapidly in Ma Dongmei’s mind, and the smile she revealed toward Chen Beiwu became all the more respectful.
Every generation, the sect had only one hundred true disciples, all of them seeds with hopes of forming a Golden Core.
For Chen Zi’ang to have been able to invite a true disciple to help complete his mission, it showed just how vast his connections were—absolutely not someone a mere early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator like her could afford to offend.
“Senior Brother Chen, this comes to a total of six thousand contribution points.” Ma Dongmei said.
“Junior Sister Ma, please also help me convert this Black-Veil Fish into contribution points.” Chen Beiwu took out a spirit beast pouch.
Ma Dongmei received the pouch and swept it with her divine sense. “The purchase price from the Fish-Rearing Hall is four thousand contribution points per fish. The price is rather low.”
Saying this, she paused briefly before lowering her voice in suggestion: “Senior Brother Chen, I happen to have a distant relative who is currently buying Black-Veil Fish at five thousand contribution points per fish.
Could you perhaps give me this face and sell it to me instead?”
“Alright.” Chen Beiwu nodded without refusal.
He had already completed his sect contribution quota, so he naturally didn’t mind reselling the Black-Veil Fish at a higher price.
Seeing the contribution points in his identity jade slip surge to 12,300, Chen Beiwu nodded in satisfaction.
Now he was only 2,700 contribution points away from redeeming the Heavenly Evolution Cycle Art.
After some thought, Chen Beiwu did not take on another mission but instead left the Mission Hall, boarded a flying boat, and flew toward the sect’s cultivator trading market.
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Uplifted Water Island originally belonged to the Illusory Sea Lineage and was not particularly prominent among the sect’s Six Lineages and Seventy-Two Islands.
Later, in order to arrange the sect-protecting grand array [Eight Wastelands Water Mirror Subduing Dragon Formation], the third-generation Patriarch used great magical power to relocate the island.
From then on, Uplifted Water Island became the transportation hub connecting the Seventy-Two Islands, with countless disciples passing through.
Over time, some sect elders noticed the business opportunity and deliberately opened a market there to meet the trading needs of both inner and outer disciples.
Thus, Uplifted Water Island Market became the sect’s well-known second-hand trading hub, where disciples sold all sorts of strange and unusual items.
“Top-quality Miasma-Dispelling Talismans, buy three get one free, buy ten get three free!”
“Freshly made First-Turn Soul-Returning Pills, three hundred low-grade spirit stones for one, five hundred for two. Fellow Daoists, don’t miss out!”
“Freshly picked Mist Ganoderma, five hundred years old. Not for sale, only for trade—just seeking a second-tier high-grade flying sword!”
Chen Beiwu’s gaze swept across the jade plaques laid out on the ground, each marked with notes, and he was a little surprised.
Unlike the Southern Wastes Market he had visited before, all the items these disciples sold here were genuine. Even several second-tier high-grade spirit herbs—limited for purchase on the Immortal Alliance’s official website—were displayed.
If he were to buy these extremely rare second-tier herbs now, he could definitely resell them at a high price in the Immortal Alliance.
But when he saw the purchase conditions written on the plaques, contribution points were urgently required, so Chen Beiwu shook his head without making a move. Instead, he went to the market management office and spent one hundred spirit stones to rent a stall in a good location.
Since the sect officially prohibited private contribution point transactions, Chen Beiwu deliberately drew a circle at the edge of the jade tablet, indicating that items at this stall were only for sale in exchange for contribution points. He then took out numerous spirit tools and miscellaneous items from his storage bag.
‘Goodness, when did the Mirror Moon Main Lineage produce another ruthless figure!’
Seeing Chen Beiwu neatly display the Soul-Piercing Nail, Wind-Breaking Spirit Bow, Contract-Soul Lock, Concealing Jade Pendant, jade-bottle artifacts, the Star-Pivot Heavenly Record, and the Thousand-Hammer Treasure-Refining Manual, several nearby inner disciples at their stalls twitched their eyelids.
They had been setting up stalls at Uplifted Water Island Market for years, and their eyes were sharp enough to tell which items had dubious origins—taken through killing and treasure-snatching—and which had been acquired through legitimate trade.
Since this person could sell so many spirit tools and cultivation methods, it meant more than one or two Foundation Establishment cultivators had died by his hand.
Paying no attention to the surrounding stall owners’ stares, Chen Beiwu picked up the Star-Pivot Heavenly Record and began studying it.
2,700 contribution points—neither too much nor too little.
If these items could be sold at the stall to make up the difference, that would be best.
If not, he could always sell them back to the sect, though the prices would be heavily suppressed, leaving him with far fewer contribution points.
Especially incomplete manuals like the Thousand-Hammer Treasure-Refining Manual and the Star-Pivot Heavenly Record, which the sect’s Transmission Hall already had recorded.
……
Time passed little by little.
Many Foundation Establishment cultivators passed by Chen Beiwu’s stall, but few were willing to stop.
The reason was simple: contribution points were difficult to obtain, and few cultivators were willing to spend them on purchases, preferring instead to use low-grade spirit stones—unless it was for something essential to their cultivation.
“Can this Wind-Breaking Spirit Bow be bought with spirit stones? I can offer five thousand spirit stones.”
A cultivator in a gray Daoist robe picked up the bow and asked.
In the Southern Wastes, the price of a second-tier low-grade spirit tool was usually between one thousand and four thousand spirit stones, a mid-grade spirit tool sold for five to eight thousand, and a high-grade could fetch anywhere from nine thousand to tens of thousands.
The Wind-Breaking Spirit Bow was a second-tier mid-grade spirit tool. It was not mainstream like sword, blade, spear, or cauldron tools, and it also required matching arrow techniques to be effective. His offer of five thousand spirit stones was not considered lowballing.
Chen Beiwu lifted his eyelids. “One thousand five hundred contribution points.”
“One thousand contribution points, let’s call it making friends.” The man smiled and confidently revealed his identity. “I am a second-tier mid-grade alchemist. If you need second-tier pills refined in the future, I can help.”
“One thousand five hundred contribution points. No bargaining.” Chen Beiwu shook his head.
The favor of a second-tier alchemist was not worth much in his eyes.
Within the Hall of Mysteries, the exchange price for a second-tier mid-grade spirit bow ranged from at least three thousand contribution points to as high as four or five thousand.
It was only because the Wind-Breaking Spirit Bow was too limited in use and too weak—suitable mainly for taming beasts by disabling them—that he had set the price this low.
Hearing this, the man’s face stiffened slightly. He gave Chen Beiwu a careful glance, then stepped back. “Alright then, I’ll just post a bounty for a second-tier spirit bow in the Mission Hall.”
Chen Beiwu nodded and continued reading.
After a while, sensing that the surrounding atmosphere had suddenly turned strange, Chen Beiwu put down the Star-Pivot Heavenly Record and looked to his right.
Amidst the crowd, a brilliance of fortune that was orange tinged with gold, entangled with Scarlet Baleful Fate, stood out glaringly.