Eternal Life from Talisman Painting-Chapter 44: Selling Stolen Goods! Magical Artifact!
Yun Clan’s Commerce.
The shop was right next to the Gathering Immortals Tower. Lin Chang’an disguised as a hunched old man, slowly walked in through the wind and snow.
"Senior."
A young attendant greeted him, but Lin Chang’an, disguised as a hunched cultivator, exuded an aura of late-stage Qi Refining with a calm expression, instantly making the young attendant’s face turn pale.
"Go invite your shopkeeper."
"Senior, please wait a moment."
Just as the young attendant was speaking flatteringly, Lu Qingqing came down from the second floor with a smile on her face.
"Senior, please come to the second floor."
Looking at the familiar Lu Qingqing, Lin Chang’an knew that this little junior sister was meticulous, so to avoid being found out, he directly transmitted his voice coldly:
"I heard that the Yun Clan’s Commerce has an Upper Grade Pill Master. Go tell him that I have four-hundred-year-old spiritual medicine, and see if you want it."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingqing’s heart was immediately filled with joy, and her face broke into a smile.
Second floor.
Lin Chang’an, in disguise as a hunched old man, calmly surveyed his surroundings.
Lu Qingqing across from him couldn’t hide her excitement as she cautiously communicated something to the Upper Grade Alchemist of the commerce.
This septuagenarian Upper Grade Alchemist, at Qi Refining Seventh Layer, was invited by Yun Yao, or rather Yun Yao had promised to protect his descendants; it was purely a transaction.
"Not bad, one of these two spiritual medicines is four hundred years old, and the other is about three hundred fifty to sixty. More importantly, the roots are well-preserved."
The white-bearded Alchemist finally nodded in confirmation, and only then did Lu Qingqing’s face light up with joy; these were truly rare goods.
"Senior, upon inspection, these two herbs are extremely fine, the four-hundred-year one will fetch you a thousand spirit stones, the other slightly less, so only six hundred spirit stones."
The difference in price for just a few decades was so vast.
Lin Chang’an understood this very well; it was a fair price.
"Seventeen hundred spirit stones!"
The hoarse voice echoed, making Lu Qingqing narrow her eyes, guessing that these herbs were probably not acquired legitimately, but she relied on Li Huo Palace, legitimacy was irrelevant as long as they were real.
"Senior, with your generosity, seventeen hundred spirit stones it is. Consider it as my Yun Clan’s Commerce making a friend with you, Senior. If you have more treasures in the future, feel free to come."
Lin Chang’an, still disguised as the hunched old man, hoarsely agreed.
The transaction completed swiftly, Lin Chang’an left the two herbs, took the seventeen hundred spirit stones, and turned to leave without a moment’s hesitation, disappearing into the wind and snow.
Inside the shop, the elderly Alchemist frowned, speaking in a serious tone:
"Shopkeeper Lu, this person seemed in a hurry; I’m afraid these two spiritual medicines aren’t of legitimate origin."
But upon hearing this, Lu Qingqing merely smiled indifferently.
"Currently, the market is filled with treasures of questionable origins; who cares at this point?"
The Alchemist, hearing this, said nothing more but instead lowered his head to admire the spiritual medicine.
Even he rarely saw four-hundred-year-old spiritual medicine.
Lu Qingqing narrowed her eyes, having no intention to investigate the origins of these two spiritual medicines; she hoped Yun Yao could use this to gain more Sect contributions.
The more stable Yun Yao stood, the better their future would be.
...
Amidst the howling wind and snow, Lin Chang’an, still disguised as the hunched old man, changed his appearance several times along the way, eventually appearing in front of the Duo Bao Tower of the Profound Sound Pavilion.
"I must spend these spirit stones quickly."
Who knew if there were any marks on these spirit stones? He didn’t want to leave a flaw due to carelessness.
As the saying goes, make money in the market, spend money in the market, don’t bring a penny home.
This success was because he knew Yun Yao was not in the market, and the highest cultivation in Yun Clan’s Commerce was only late-stage Qi Refining, unable to see through his disguise.
This was the importance of scouting.
Duo Bao Tower.
"An Upper Grade flying needle hidden weapon of the wood attribute, best if effective at counteracting protective spiritual light."
On the familiar second floor, facing the familiar shopkeeper, the disguised Lin Chang’an hoarsely stated his demands.
The shopkeeper smiled at the request: "An upper-grade magical artifact, no problem."
With a wave of his hand, two exquisite silk boxes floated out from the back.
"Please take a look, fellow Daoist."
As the two vermilion silk boxes opened, the shopkeeper, with a proud smile, pointed at the first box:
"Escape Light Needle, an upper-grade magical artifact, a set of nine, as thin as ox hair, extremely hard to detect, a must-have for self-defense."
"The second item, the ’Green Phosphorus Needle,’ is crafted from the roots of six-hundred-year-old Green Phosphorus Grass and refined gold. Not only is it extraordinarily sharp, specifically countering protective spiritual light, but it also contains potent poison."
The first set was a complete set of magical artifacts, requiring a higher degree of divine sense. More importantly, with a set of nine, a single one naturally falls short compared to a singular upper-grade magical artifact.
His Wood Spirit Spike only worked effectively in sneak attacks; if the first strike missed, subsequent attempts would be challenging.
Therefore, Lin Chang’an discreetly shook his head and decided to forgo the first set of magical artifacts.
The second item, with its needle emitting a gentle green glow, and considering that Green Phosphorus Grass was inherently toxic, seemed quite suitable.
"The first item is too fine, the second is too short."
Lin Chang’an shook his head, leaving the shopkeeper bewildered, finding the customer familiar.
Upon closer inspection, turns out it was the same customer who previously complained things were too big and long, and now criticized for being too fine and short.
The shopkeeper was left speechless by such picky requests, finding them rather peculiar.
"How much for the second item?"
However, Lin Chang’an’s next question left the shopkeeper speechless, as he figured the customer had set sights on the second item and was just trying to haggle.
"Fourteen hundred spirit stones."
"Too expensive. If it were a complete set, it’d be worth that price. A single flying needle magical artifact should be at most eleven hundred spirit stones."
Normally upper-grade magical artifacts cost around a thousand spirit stones, with flying needle hidden weapons costing a bit more.
After some bargaining, the final price settled at thirteen hundred spirit stones, but Lin Chang’an wasn’t in a hurry to pay and instead looked at the shopkeeper, hoarsely saying:
"I’m also looking for an upper-grade defensive magical artifact, one that’s good at being concealed."
Hearing there was more to purchase, the shopkeeper’s face lit with delight.
"Fellow Daoist, flying needle hidden weapons are rare, but there’s a surplus of defensive magical artifacts."
With a wave, a full seven silk boxes appeared, containing shields and bell-type defensive magical artifacts. In the end, Lin Chang’an chose a treasure armor that could be hidden under a Dharma robe.
"Fellow Daoist has a keen eye. This Golden Silk Scale Armor is not only flexible and extremely resilient but can also emit a golden light for protection in times of crisis, a genuine bargain at eleven hundred spirit stones."
Cunning old fox!
Lin Chang’an was speechless; those extra hundred spirit stones were deliberately added by the shopkeeper.
Sure enough, the Golden Silk Scale Armor was finally sold for a thousand spirit stones.
The two upper-grade magical artifacts totaled at twenty-three hundred spirit stones.
Within less than a day, Lin Chang’an not only spent all of the newfound seventeen hundred spirit stones but also an extra six hundred.
Even if there was an issue with the spirit stones, it was now with the Profound Sound Pavilion, having nothing to do with him.
As he stepped out of Duo Bao Tower, disappearing into the wind and snow, the shopkeeper on the second floor looked at the spirit stones, narrowing his eyes and murmuring to himself.
"These days, the world is becoming increasingly chaotic, with upper-grade magical artifacts selling so quickly."
