Chapter 138: Chapter 137: Fat Sheep
Translator: 549690339
A malevolent being who could easily kill two middle-stage Qi-refining cultivators would probably be at least a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, wouldn’t they?
Moreover, a well-experienced late-stage Qi Refining cultivator at that.
Since He Song could easily slay two mid-stage Qi-refining cultivators.
So, killing him would similarly be a piece of cake.
Faced with such a malevolent being who could effortlessly rob him of his life, even backed by powerful support, the stall owner still felt immense pressure at that moment.
Under He Song’s gaze.
The stall owner swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then started to inspect the items with a solemn expression.
He checked the storage bag.
Picked up the Artifacts to inspect their quality.
Opened the jade bottle to examine the elixir.
Tossed assorted items around, calculating their price.
After a moment, when all prices had been calculated.
Sweating profusely, fear now added to the look he gave He Song.
These things are clearly the relics of two mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators, and moreover, represent the wealth that only powerful mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators would possess.
And now.
All were in He Song’s possession.
One can infer what exactly happened.
Facing such a malevolent person, the stall owner was afraid that if he reported a low price, it would bring about his own demise.
But He Song was already looking at him, and even though he was unwilling, he had to speak up.
“Sir, the total is eight hundred spirit stones, what do you think?”
There was a tremble in his voice, and the stall owner was prepared to increase the price at any moment.
All he wanted now was to save his own life.
Four storage bags could normally fetch four hundred spirit stones when sold.
Four lower quality Artifacts could also fetch four hundred spirit stones when sold.
Various elixirs and spirit amulets that Chen Zhong had prepared in advance, along with miscellaneous items, all these would amount to an value not below average.
However, since they were selling in this place, the price naturally had to be discounted.
Based on He Song’s own calculation, these items were worth seven hundred spirit stones, which was already quite good.
Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected joy.
He Song’s eyes flashed a hint of satisfaction as he got an extra one hundred spirit stones out of the blue.
Feeling the price was fair, He Song nodded in agreement to the transaction.
Seeing this, the stall owner was beside himself with joy. He quickly took care of He Song’s spirit stones.
Once the transaction was finished, He Song left the small teahouse and rapidly headed toward the inn at Flowers Immortal Pavilion.
Last time.
At Spirit Rabbit Immortal Mansion, He Song departed from the inn.
That time, his departure did not alert anyone, nor was he noticed by anyone.
From his departure to his return to Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion, no one had shown up to intercept him.
Thus, leaving through the same method became He Song’s first choice once again.
He Song went to the inn.
However, outside the small teahouse.
The stall owner who had bought He Song’s items was now in trouble.
“Stop! What did that man who just made a transaction with you sell?”
Just as the stall owner had put away the items he received from He Song and left the small teahouse, heading towards his own base.
A man in a black robe blocked his path.
Then, the presence of a late-stage Qi-refining cultivator emerged.
Even though it only lasted for a brief moment, it still caused the stall owner’s face to turn pale.
In this little Flowers Immortal Pavilion.
A late-stage Qi-refining cultivator was not any ordinary cabbage.
Even he, a black-market stall owner was merely a sixth-tier Qi Refining person.
Despite having a supporter behind him, it was still questionable whether his supporter would step in for a minor character like him.
“Sir, everything that the other Sir sold is right here… if you would like to have it…consider it a gift from me.”
Meeting two late-stage Qi Refining cultivators in such a short period of time, the stall owner felt he just had bad luck.
In order to survive, he could only reluctantly hand over all the items to the man in the black robe in front of him, hoping to avoid disaster.
At the same time, he closely watched the man in black robe before him without raising any suspicions.
A daring idea then emerged in his mind.
Could it be…The man who sold the items to him wanted them back?
However, he quickly dismissed the idea.
The man in black robe before him did not have the same physique as He Song, who had traded with him earlier.
Although they both wore black robes, there were still differences.
At his side, the man in black robe, without showing any politeness, took the parcel from the stall owner upon hearing his words.
This person was Fang He, the steward of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion under the Flowers Immortal Pavilion.
After He Song left the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, Fang He had followed him all the way here.
He had just witnessed the trading process between He Song and the stall owner in front of him.
Suspicious, he stopped the stall owner, wanting to see what exactly He Song had sold.
However, when he saw what was inside the package…
Fang He’s face changed drastically.
Inside the package…
There were four storage bags.
Four Artifacts.
There were also several elixirs and spirit amulets.
And a variety of other miscellaneous items.
Such a large and messy collection of items indicated that all these things were stolen goods.
As for their origin… perhaps they were plundered from people like himself who had He Song in their sights?
For a moment, cold sweat dripped from Fang He’s forehead.
He had thought he had set his sights on a fat sheep.
But he didn’t expect that this ‘sheep’ was actually a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
Looking at the items casually thrown in by He Song, he could sense that He Song’s strength was definitely not weak.
Moreover, how would a fat sheep know about the existence of the Black Market in the Immortal Pavilion?
How could a fat sheep, as a loose cultivator, cultivate to the Qi-refining late stage?
If it really were a fat sheep…
With so many thoughts flashing through his mind, Fang He felt a chill running down his spine.
Had he not been careful and deliberately stopped this person, wanting to check what He Song had given…
Perhaps he would have followed him and tried to kill He Song by now?
By then…
With He Song’s cunning nature, he was likely to end up handing over everything to He Song.
Thinking about this scenario, Fang He felt a chill running from his head to toe, making him shudder.
In a moment, he woke up completely, the greed in his heart completely disappeared.
What replaced it was an intense feeling of regret.
A regular person would not be able to casually pull out so much spirit rice.
One that’s worth ten thousand spirit stones.
Such a large sum wasn’t something an ordinary cultivator could afford.
Could all this spirit rice have been plundered from the bodies of dead cultivators?
The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, feeling like he had seen through everything.
If he hadn’t been a little careful…
“Get lost.’
Leaving behind these words, Fang He, full of regret, turned and ran as if the wind was at his heels, disappearing from the scene in an instant.
And also, disappearing along with him…
Was the package that the stall owner had purchased from He Song for eight hundred spirit stones.
The stall owner, having spent eight hundred spirit stones for nothing, felt utterly miserable.
However, the two people who had caused him loss were both Qi-refining late-stage cultivators, even though he was gritting his teeth in anger, he could only swallow his rage due to his own lack of power.
Having looked around and not seeing anyone stopping him, the stall owner also left.
But looking at his stumbling steps…
His mood didn’t seem very pleasant.
In this business, big profits always came with big risks.
Black Market, Black Market.
Incidents of swindling were not uncommon.
But He Song, who was currently in the inn, had no idea about everything that had happened after he left.
In the room of the inn, He Song activated his Array Skills, hiding his aura.
He then burned up his black robe.
He then used his spirit power to cleanse himself and his storage bag.
Ensuring that there were no residual traces on him that could be tracked.
After doing all this, he changed into a new black robe.
Then, he burrowed underground and quickly left Flowers Immortal Pavilion.
Being underground, he moved swiftly.
Under the cover of invisibility, he quickly left the Flowers Immortal Pavilion and headed for the distance.
He Song was completely unaware that his casual act of disposing stolen goods had scared off a Qi-refining late-stage cultivator who had him in his sights. However…
After traveling hundreds of miles away from the Flowers Immortal Pavilion and seeing no pursuit, He Song made a turn. Instead of returning to the Thick Earth Sect, he headed towards the location of the Bamboo Mountain Immortal
Pavilion..
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