Big Data Cultivation-Chapter 590 - Too Many Capable People
Chapter 590: Chapter 590: Too Many Capable People
Chapter 590 -590: Too Many Capable People
Feng Jun sat there motionless, of course, he felt that Zhang Caixin’s actions were very much to his liking.
He felt uncomfortable haggling with the young girl, so having someone else take charge was the best possible scenario.
In fact, fifty Spirit Stones had almost made him burst into laughter. To prevent laughing out loud, he kept a straight face and said nothing.
But while he kept silent, someone else spoke. Sister Hong chuckled lightly, “Hehe, fifty Spirit Stones?”
She and Zhang Caixin had worked together to manage the Jade trade for Feng Jun, and the sisters had developed considerable tacit understanding in haggling.
Caixin was responsible for the initial charge, while she would contradict and say, “How many Stones of Fate do you want? However many you buy, that’s how many I’ll sell!”
My goodness… Feng Jun’s mouth twitched uncontrollably; Sister Hong really dared to talk nonsense.
Fifty thousand Spirit Stones for one Soul Stone, even I wouldn’t dare to agree to that.
In his memory, these stones started at no less than one hundred thousand Spirit Stones, and that was if you could even buy one.
However, Tang Wenji had no idea about their relationship and would never consider they were sisters. She only knew that this woman everyone called Sister Hong could make decisions on behalf of Master Feng.
Upon hearing her say this, the Little Celestial Master frowned, wondering to herself if she had really set her price too high.
She was a very decisive person. After a brief moment of thought, she spoke up, “In that case, thirty Spirit Stones. I cannot go lower. I don’t mean to deceive you, friend. If it weren’t for the shortage of Spirit Stones in Maoshan, I would never sell this Stone of Fate.”
“Twenty Spirit Stones,” Zhang Weihong haggled, adamant not to give in.
But Tang Wenji was not someone who liked to change her mind and stuck firmly to thirty Spirit Stones.
She even stated, “We urgently need Spirit Stones, which is why we are trading with you. If you think it’s too much of a loss, I can allow one person from Luohua Manor to cultivate in our Spirit Gathering Array.”
In the end, Maoshan had obtained the Spirit Gathering Array and really wanted to activate this Array Plate to help everyone cultivate. However, the Spirit Stones they had acquired, although as many as four, were all not fully saturated.
Even one fully saturated Spirit Stone would only support the Spirit Gathering Array for ten to twenty years. Right now, as the Spiritual Energy was in decline, it might last even less time.
Before, without the Spirit Gathering Array, there was nothing to say, but now, not being able to use it continuously was too tortuous.
Hearing her pitiful explanation, Feng Jun simply spoke up directly, “Sister Hong, let it be. Thirty Spirit Stones it is.”
Sister Hong turned her head and glanced at him unwillingly with a slightly contrived expression, but in her heart, she did indeed feel a bit of complaint—We sisters are working our guts out to bargain for you, and yet you’re playing the good Samaritan?
As a matter of fact, the Tang family also guessed they had probably sold the Stone of Fate for less than its worth, but they had no other choice.
For the life of them, they couldn’t think of any power within Huaxia that could produce thirty Spirit Stones.
Let alone thirty, even ten had never been heard of in any family.
To their knowledge, currently, the only confirmed possession of Spirit Stones belonged to the Wang Wu Lineage.
Wang Wu did not admit to having Spirit Stones, but more than one family claimed that they had occasionally entered the depths of Wang Wu and encountered a Formation.
Aside from the Wang Wu Lineage, Zhongnan Mountain and Dragon Phoenix Mountain were suspected of having Spirit Stones, yet they had no Formations at all.
Maoshan, regarded as quite a famous lineage among Cultivators, now found themselves barely able to recognize Spirit Stones.
Therefore, they wanted to sell the Stone of Fate or obtain a large amount of Spirit Stones, leaving them no choice but to deal with Feng Jun.
Even if fellow paths like Wang Wu or Zhongnan could produce so many Spirit Stones, nine times out of ten, they wouldn’t come to buy this Stone of Fate—everyone was a fellow Cultivator, true, but different branches meant competition over doctrinal authority.
It wasn’t even out of the question that other Cultivators might use means to forcibly take Maoshan’s Stone of Fate.
It was only here at Luohua Manor that, knowing the extreme value of the item, they did not attempt to seize it but discussed buying it instead.
For the two Heavenly Masters of Maoshan, while the Stone of Fate was precious, it could not bring developmental opportunities to Maoshan. Selling the Stone of Fate cheaply to obtain thirty Spirit Stones meant their lineage could genuinely usher in a great developmental chance.
If they could use these Spirit Stones to produce several Great Cultivators, Maoshan could continue to prosper. Or perhaps, if by chance, a prodigy reached the Ascendant Phase…
So for them, holding onto the Stone of Fate and not letting go was like holding a golden bowl begging for food. Then why not sell the golden bowl and find a profitable livelihood?
If the business became very big, buying back the golden bowl in the future wasn’t impossible.
And the only one who could afford and was willing to trade for the golden bowl now was Luohua Manor.
In fact, deep down, the father and daughter also harbored a faint concern: without trading the Stone of Fate, they might anger Senior Feng.
If Senior Feng lost his temper, let alone resorting to extreme measures like taking the Stone of Fate by force, if he simply stopped helping retrieve items from the Ancestral Tablet, Maoshan would be quite at a disadvantage.
So in the end, the transaction was settled for thirty Spirit Stones in exchange for the Stone of Fate.
Feng Jun raised his hand and beckoned the Jade box containing the Soul Stone toward him, then with a wave of his hand, three more Jade boxes appeared on the table.
As the boxes were opened, each Jade box contained ten Spirit Stones, blood-red and dazzlingly beautiful.
The trio from the Maoshan Sect were so astonished that they couldn’t take their eyes off of them for a long time.
This wasn’t because they were being petty, but… what would it feel like for a lottery player whose lifelong dream was to win five million to suddenly see one hundred and fifty million in cash in front of him?
It was truly shocking, even after closing such a significant deal, the sight of thirty perfectly quality Spirit Stones still set their hearts racing uncontrollably.
“Alright,” Feng Jun took out a Storage Talisman and handed it to Zhang Caixin beside him, “Since the deal is done, here’s a Storage Talisman for you, which even a mortal can use.”
The three from the Maoshan Sect were once again thrown into disarray, fully understanding the significance of the term “Storage Talisman” as soon as they heard it.
But “even a mortal can use it”—what sorcery was this?
Xu Leigang and Wang Haifeng both sighed in unison—alas, one less talisman…
Zhang Caixin took the Storage Talisman, explained to the three of them how to operate it, and emphasized that this Storage Talisman had only ten uses in its lifespan.
To make the explanation more visual, she took out her own Storage Talisman and demonstrated—after all, one of her two Storage Talismans was already nearing the end of its usefulness.
Tang Wenji was particularly clever and, noticing her Storage Talisman, asked, “Can I practice with yours?”
Zhang Caixin casually responded, “My talisman isn’t for mortals to use, you won’t be able to operate it.”
Upon hearing this, the Maoshan trio stiffened, as countless alpacas stampeded through their minds—so this exceptionally beautiful girl had also transcended the realm of mortals?
Seeing their skeptical look, Zhang Caixin casually handed over her own Storage Talisman, “If you don’t believe it, you can try.”
Truth be told, she enjoyed this effortless show of superiority as much as Feng Jun did, and so did the others.
We’re all young, who doesn’t like to show off a little?
Of course, Tang Wenji had to try, but without success. She picked up the new Storage Talisman and was about to test it, but stopped herself—only ten chances, she must cherish them.
Her eyes darted around and then pointed at the Ancestral Tablet, asking with a smile, “Beautiful Daoist friend, can you deposit and retrieve items in this object?”
“Probably by next year,” Zhang Caixin didn’t hide it and generously admitted, “I haven’t reached the Qi Refinement Realm yet.”
“I was hoping you could help me deposit and retrieve items,” Tang Wenji said with a smile, but inwardly she breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that Zhang Caixin was only in the Nourishing Qi Phase and not much stronger than her.
However, to be honest, the Nourishing Qi Phase was indeed very formidable; no longer just Inner Qi inside the body, one has cultivated Spiritual Energy, which fundamentally set them apart from mortals.
Her father, Tang Wangsun, the Heavenly Master of the Maoshan Sect, had also reached the Nourishing Qi Phase, but later encountered issues that caused his cultivation to regress.
Right now, Tang Wenji’s greatest concern was the Maoshan Ancestral Tablet, which she feared might be accessible to others aside from Feng Jun. If the Ancestral Tablet were to be stolen, the resources within would be completely lost.
In short, the Maoshan Sect had suddenly acquired a significant amount of resources, and amidst the joy, both Tang Wangsun and his daughter, along with Daoist Ma, were on tenterhooks, fearing that any carelessness would lead to a loss they could never forgive themselves for.
In all honesty, if Tang Wangsun hadn’t stopped his daughter’s live stream, he wouldn’t have had the courage to leave with the Ancestral Tablet.
And he had a headache over what to do with the newly acquired thirty Spirit Stones.
They certainly couldn’t be placed in the newly obtained Storage Talisman; if it were stolen, any mortal could easily retrieve these items.
After much discussion, they decided to reconfigure the storage arrangements. The thirty Spirit Stones must be put into the Ancestral Tablet—difficult to access though it may be, and cumbersome for them, it would ensure that a thief would have a hard time extracting anything from it.
The four used Spirit Stones, twenty jars of restorative liquor, the Spirit Gathering Array, and various other items could be transferred to the Storage Talisman—after all, only the three of them knew about the talisman’s existence for now, and keeping an eye on such a small item wouldn’t be difficult.
Updat𝓮d from freewēbnoveℓ.com.
When they wanted to deposit or withdraw items from the Ancestral Tablet again, Feng Jun was too lazy to accompany them further, so with a wave of his hand toward the wonderful view, he said, “Regarding your Ancestral Tablet, ask Teacher Mei; she can help with that.”
“What?” Everyone present was taken aback, with Zhang Caixin’s look especially complex—why could she manipulate the Ancestral Tablet when I could not?
Tang Wangsun felt it imprudent to ask, but Tang Wenji didn’t mind. Not to mention her younger age—she was only slightly older than Zhang Caixin, maybe even younger than Gazi—”Teacher Mei, are you in the Qi Refinement Realm?”
Luohua was not a night owl, and by this time was struggling to stifle yawns, “That I cannot disclose… How about you discuss it amongst yourselves while I go catch some sleep?”
Tang Wangsun and Tang Wenji exchanged another look: were there too many capable people within Luohua Manor?
Why did it feel like this manor’s foundation completely overshadowed their Maoshan?
