Chapter 151: Chapter 151: A Fool Really Bought It?
Who asked you about money?
Song Jiulai fell silent for three seconds. "I asked what kind of Magic Treasure this is."
The male cultivator replied, "Oh, it can summon three Spirit Bees, each with the power of a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, to fight for you. But I’m sure you’re already aware of its drawback."
"Spirit Bee" was a euphemism. To put it bluntly, they were just honeybees.
Spirit Bees are a type of spiritual beast.
But the ones summoned by this would surely be different from ordinary Spirit Bees.
"Huh?"
Song Jiulai had to admit, she was actually a little tempted at that moment.
’Three Late-stage Foundation Establishment... who cares if they’re honeybees? As long as they’re Late Stage, they could be piles of crap and they’d still have the combat power.’
’No wonder it was so expensive at fifty Mid-grade Spirit Stones.’
’If it were permanent, it would cost a fortune in top-grade spirit stones.’
’Besides, the summoning playstyle is effective against almost anything. Someone with that kind of power wouldn’t be stuck running a stall here.’
Song Jiulai clasped her hands behind her back. Instead of saying she wanted to buy it, she simply asked, "This is the first I’ve heard of a disposable Magic Treasure. How did you manage to refine one?"
The cultivator’s expression instantly became as strained as if he were constipated. "That’s a trade secret. But the price is fair—it barely covers my material costs. I can’t go any lower."
One look at his face and Song Jiulai knew. "You’ve strayed from the proper path of Artifact Refining, haven’t you?"
’He must have gone wrong somewhere in the process to end up with a disposable Magic Treasure like this.’
The man’s expression turned unfriendly, so Song Jiulai didn’t press the issue. She just said, "It’s a one-time use item, so there’s no way to test it. I can’t just take your word for it."
A disposable Magic Treasure is gone after a single use, and he couldn’t very well demonstrate its authenticity on the spot.
The male cultivator considered this and realized it was a problem. "I suppose so."
Apparently, he hadn’t considered this issue at all.
Song Jiulai said, "Let’s sign a contract. I’ll buy it, but if the summoned creatures don’t have the power of a Late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, you’ll have to compensate me."
A surprised glint appeared in the male cultivator’s eyes. He clearly hadn’t expected her to go through with it. "You’re really buying it?"
Song Jiulai replied, "I’ve never seen one before. Just want to give it a try."
The male cultivator: "..."
He gave Song Jiulai an indescribable look, probably because her tone was far too casual.
’She must be a disciple from some Major Sect, to be so extravagant.’
’Buying a fifty Mid-grade Spirit Stone lemon of a Magic Treasure just like that.’
"We can sign a contract."
His agreement was natural. On the Yunzhou Continent, such contracts were a pact between cultivators, binding them in a contractual relationship.
Violating the contract would result in a backlash, so no cultivator dared to treat them lightly.
His willingness to sign proved he was confident in his Magic Treasure.
After all, it was something he had refined himself.
Even the system was surprised that the usually stingy Song Jiulai was being so generous with this Magic Treasure. "A disposable Magic Treasure? Are you really playing the fool?"
Song Jiulai retorted, "You don’t get it!"
To sign the contract, they didn’t need to use their names. They only needed to write out the terms in the air with Spiritual Energy and add a drop of blood.
The contract would then automatically vanish.
It was akin to being certified by the Heavenly Dao, which eliminated any additional hassle.
The item Song Jiulai bought was the most expensive disposable Magic Treasure at the stall.
The others ranged from thirty to forty Mid-grade Spirit Stones.
At that price, you could buy a decent Xuan-grade Magical Treasure. Few people would waste their money being a sucker for this.
Having sold one item—to this sucker, Song Jiulai—in half a day, the male cultivator’s expression and attitude improved considerably.
Only after the sale did he seem to feel a bit bad about the transaction. "Here, I’ll throw in a few spiritual ores," he said.
Song Jiulai replied, "Alright, alright! Don’t mind if I do."
After completing the purchase and walking away, Song Jiulai finally said, "That guy is a genius."
The system replied, "Oh? You managed to figure out something I didn’t know?"
Song Jiulai rolled her eyes. "The important thing isn’t that he made a disposable Magic Treasure. It’s that he created something that surpasses his own level. His cultivation is only Early-stage Foundation Establishment, right?"
When she was over there, she had used her Sea of Consciousness and sensed that the cultivator was at Early-stage Foundation Establishment.
Unless he was also using a Magic Treasure to conceal his cultivation.
But in a black market like this, the chances of a powerhouse showing up were slim. He was most likely just at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment.
"Moreover, to be able to refine a whole pile of disposable Magic Treasures..." Song Jiulai tapped the side of her nose as she analyzed, ’Hmm... He used a ton of materials for Artifact Refining, produced a mountain of failures, and still kept going. That means he isn’t short on money. Most Early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators aren’t that wealthy. He doesn’t look like a combat-type either. At first, he acted all mysterious, but he got embarrassed after making the sale, which means he’s actually thin-skinned. He’s probably never had to deal with this sort of thing before.’
’So naive and rich at Early-stage Foundation Establishment, with a cultivation level that isn’t particularly high... he’s not some prized prodigy. All things considered, he must be related to an elder from a Major Sect, or maybe even a Sect Master.’
The system gasped. "Good heavens! I didn’t realize that during your time on the Yunzhou Continent, not only has your cultivation improved, but your judgment has gotten this sharp too! But what if you’ve analyzed it all wrong?"
Song Jiulai shrugged. "Then I’m wrong. What’s it to me?"
The system pressed, "But does any of that long-winded analysis have anything to do with you playing the fool and buying that thing?"
"Of course it does!" Song Jiulai said. "I didn’t buy it for nothing. This thing will be an incredible trump card in a Secret Realm. Three summoned Spirit Bees at Late-stage Foundation Establishment, when I’m only at the Early Stage! I’m keeping it for an emergency!"
The system replied, "...I still think it’s a bad deal."
"It’s mainly because I find his approach to Artifact Refining interesting," Song Jiulai said. "People on the Yunzhou Continent are big believers in fate and karma. Maybe our paths will cross again. And if not, it’s no big loss to me."
With that said, Song Jiulai went to other parts of Liu Xian City to purchase Elixir Pills.
Meanwhile, the cultivator who had sold her the Magic Treasure sat at their stall for the rest of the day. Apart from the disposable Magic Treasure that summoned Spirit Bees, none of their other wares attracted any interest.
Even when people did stop to look, they would walk away with a scornful taunt after hearing his firm refusal to lower the price. "Do you really think some idiot is going to buy that?"
Song Jiulai sneezed.
The male cultivator paid them no mind.
After leaving the black market, the cultivator found a secluded spot, wiped their face, and transformed back into a girl with a delicate, beautiful, and endearingly childish face.
She didn’t look very old.
She walked into a shop. From the outside, it looked unremarkable, but the inside was another world entirely. It was a Hidden Treasure Pavilion, structured like a pagoda.
Countless Magic Treasures of all kinds hovered in the air, packed as densely as books in a modern library.
There were items of all ranks, from Xuan Grade and Earth Grade all the way to Heavenly Grade.
Seeing her return, a young attendant named Little Ya came over, beaming. "Miss, how was business today?"
The one called "Miss" was thrilled. "The Spirit Bee Basket sold! I told you! It’s not like nobody appreciates the disposable Magic Treasures I make."
Little Ya’s smile froze on her face, instantly replaced by shock.
"Huh? Some fool actually bought it?"
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