frightfiction Chapter 135 Shopping
Chapter 135 Shopping
"These vengeful spirits are those soldiers who died tragically and were drawn in by the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, but they have now lost their minds. You need not hesitate to kill them all and completely refine them..."
"Boy, your arrogance and conceit have led you to your doom!..."
"Junior Brother Yun Ling is truly gifted. Fortunately, your senior sister saw your extraordinary potential back then and chose to guide you onto the path of cultivation. Otherwise, it would have been a real waste of such a prodigy as you..."
"To be so easily bogged down by such a minor setback shows a lack of inner strength. If this is all you've got, you might not even be qualified to see me in the future..."
"He shattered the heavens, reduced the Lingxiao Palace to nothingness, and slaughtered all the immortals..."
"Ling'er, you've been reading all day, go and rest for a while. Daddy made you your favorite sweet potato porridge!..."
"Father, once I've made a name for myself and achieved great success, I'll make sure you can enjoy a comfortable and worry-free life!..."
"Ninth rank is still ninth rank, you're still a local official! Do a good job, I have high hopes for you!..."
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Memories of his two past lives flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. Zhang Yunling's consciousness and soul seemed to have left his body, chasing after his past self.
"I am a wild beast that is driven forward by hatred, but I have also enjoyed warmth and have my own meaning in existence."
Inside the cathedral, the nun paced back and forth in the corridor, wanting to knock on the door of that room several times, but then she remembered that she had taken several high-level alchemical gems as a gift, and she became conflicted.
Zhang Yunling and Xue Minghua had been in that room for ten days and ten nights. Although the nun said they could use the room as they pleased, she did not expect them to stay there for so long.
However, Zhang Yunling didn't care about any of that. Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he had gradually developed the habit of patiently meditating and cultivating.
As Zhang Yunling snapped out of his thoughts, it felt as if his soul had returned to his body. This strange feeling gave him a new understanding of meditation and entering a meditative state.
"If I remember correctly, the Innate Skill once recorded a cultivation method called 'Spirit Astral Projection.' Could it be that I've already touched upon some of its basics just now?..."
For ten days and ten nights, he neither ate nor drank and showed no abnormalities. On the contrary, he could clearly feel the changes in the spiritual energy in his meridians.
"The spiritual energy stored in the dantian is limited, but the quality of spiritual energy has no upper limit. Right now, we need to completely condense the fire-attribute spiritual energy that has been newly absorbed into the body and integrate it into our own original spiritual energy to improve the quality of the golden core and spiritual root in the body, so that we can accumulate strength and unleash its power."
With these thoughts in mind, Zhang Yunling continued this training for another five days before it officially ended.
As he left the church, Zhang Yunling noticed something unusual about the nun's expression, but he didn't seem to care.
To him, these people were just passersby on his journey, people he might only meet once in his life, so there was no need to care about them.
After walking a few miles, Zhang Yunling finally asked Xue Minghua, "Minghua, what were those transparent stones you bribed that nun with?"
Xue Minghua took out a piece from his storage bracelet. It was the same size and shape as the previous ones. He explained, "This is an alchemical gem, the most important core material in alchemy. It's similar to how cultivators refine pills."
“Alchemy? Interesting…” Zhang Yunling smiled, about to continue speaking, when he heard a commotion not far away.
The two followed the sound and found that a vendor and a customer were arguing over a price.
"This winter jasmine flower is only a hundred years old at most, and you want three thousand gold coins from me? I think it's only worth eight hundred!" A burly man slammed his fist on the stall and protested loudly.
The vendor, not to be outdone, retorted, "Do you know alchemy? This Winter Ling Flower has barely lost any magical energy and has already opened three buds. It must be at least three hundred years old! The minimum is two thousand five hundred, I can't go any lower!"
Zhang Yunling watched from afar, realizing it was just a dispute over a transaction, and had no interest in getting involved, so he turned to leave.
But then the vendor said, "This is the price. Take it or leave it. I just got this Soul-Stabilizing Grass and I'm planning to sell it for five thousand gold coins. You poor wretch can't fool me!"
The burly man snorted coldly, touched the somewhat deflated money pouch at his waist, and turned to leave helplessly.
But then Zhang Yunling came over and asked Xue Minghua, "Brother Minghua, how is the gold coin of your Western Regions different from the money of our Daotian Continent?"
It turns out that the Soul-Stabilizing Grass mentioned by the merchant is one of the essential ingredients for the Grade 5 Mind-Stabilizing Pill.
Xue Minghua looked at the merchant who was red-faced and furious, and smiled, "Gold is all the same, but the purchasing power should be a little different. Five thousand gold coins is nothing to me."
Zhang Yunling nodded and praised, "Great! You can produce several alchemical gems so easily. I knew you were a hidden tycoon a long time ago."
Xue Minghua shook his head awkwardly: "No, these things are only useful in the common people and are not considered valuable. If we're talking about truly valuable things, we'll have to talk about magical artifacts and the like."
In contrast, low-level alchemists could simply conjure up gold, much like performing magic tricks, to use as money.
Advanced alchemists can use rare herbs and elixirs combined with various precious materials to forge magical artifacts.
Similar to the magical treasures of the Dao Tian Continent, demonic artifacts can naturally absorb demonic energy from the air, or they can be activated by the user's own infusion of demonic energy, making them extremely powerful.
Zhang Yunling and Xue Minghua walked up to the stall with a bulging money bag. As soon as the vendor saw the new customers, he immediately dropped his previous sour face and greeted Zhang and Xue with a beaming smile.
"Welcome, welcome! What would you two like to buy? All the rarest and finest natural treasures here are available for you to choose from!" The vendor was exaggerating the value of the items on his stall, but Zhang Yunling was a little skeptical. He picked up a purple fruit and examined it.
"The Purple Rhyme Fruit is about two hundred years old, but its spiritual energy is easily leaked out. This Purple Rhyme Fruit was not stored properly, so its medicinal effect was weakened to only a hundred years or even a few decades."
Hearing Zhang Yunling's analysis of the medicinal herbs, the merchant wanted to refute them, but he also knew in his heart that these herbs were indeed not very fresh.
Because he often uses the tactic of buying low and selling high, he can make a profit if he can sell the best-selling medicinal herbs, but there have been cases where the hard-to-sell medicinal herbs are unsold or even stuck in his hands.
Zhang Yunling put the Purple Rhyme Fruit back in its original place and said nothing more. He had no interest in these medicinal herbs anyway; he just wanted to buy the Soul-Stabilizing Grass and leave as soon as possible to find other alchemy materials.
Just as Zhang Yunling was about to speak, a man in black robes suddenly appeared beside him and said to the merchant, "I want a Soul-Stabilizing Grass. Do you sell any here?"
Upon hearing that the customer had no nonsense and wanted to buy something right away, the vendor also neatly and efficiently took out an item from a locked box behind him. It was about the length of a palm, white in color, and surrounded by a faint green glow. It was the fifth-grade medicinal herb, Soul-Stabilizing Grass.
"Sir, this Soul-Stabilizing Grass is four hundred years old and was just unearthed recently, it's very fresh! You can take it for five thousand gold coins!"
The man in black robes didn't haggle. He deftly took out a bag of gold coins from his storage bracelet, threw it on the stall, and said, "Here are six thousand gold coins. Keep the change."
The vendor hadn't seen such a generous customer in ages, and with a face full of gratitude, he offered the Soul-Stabilizing Herb with both hands. Just as the man in black robes was about to take the herb away, Zhang Yunling grabbed his wrist and said with a smile:
“Fellow Daoist, I also want to buy this herb. Since you spent six thousand gold coins, could you sell it to me for seven thousand gold coins?”
The man in black robes was stunned for a moment, then suddenly flung Zhang Yunling's hand away, took the Soul-Stabilizing Grass from the vendor, and turned to leave.
Xue Minghua slapped his forehead and complained, "I told you not to pretend like that. Now look what happened, someone else bought everything first."
Seeing that what he wanted had been snatched away by someone else, Zhang Yunling quickly chased after him. Just as he was about to reach out and grab the man's shoulder, the man in black robes suddenly pulled away from him.
Xue Minghua was about to run a few steps to catch up when he suddenly noticed a half-tattoo on the back of the black-robed man's hand—a red letter A.
"Wait!..." Xue Minghua remembered something unpleasant.