Ultimate Village Doctor-Chapter 708 - 770 Grandmaster Arrives
Chapter 708: Chapter 770 Grandmaster Arrives Chapter 708: Chapter 770 Grandmaster Arrives Chapter 770
“Is this the Hidden Sect’s trading fair?”
Long Xiaoshan looked slightly surprised.
It turned out that even the Hidden Sect’s trading fair was quite rudimentary—it was like a night market, where everyone set up their stalls, put up banners describing the items for trade, and then waited for customers to come and negotiate.
Many were haggling over prices, creating a bustling and noisy atmosphere.
It lacked the lofty aura one would expect from the Hidden Sect.
Tang Shengfeng seemed to notice what Long Xiaoshan was thinking, and laughed, “Master Long, is this your first time attending a Hidden Sect trading fair?
Does it seem a bit chaotic to you?”
“Yeah, it’s my first time!”
Long Xiaoshan shrugged his shoulders.
“Actually, I’ve attended a few times before.
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Initially, I also thought the Hidden Sect trading fair would be very grand, but later I discovered that when the people of the Hidden Sect do business, they’re no different from ordinary folks.
It’s just that the things they sell are a bit more unique.
Moreover, if you really want to buy something, you have to be careful.
Even among the people of the Hidden Sect, deception is quite common,” Tang Shengfeng cautioned, as if he had been duped in the past.
Long Xiaoshan laughed heartily, “Thanks for the advice, Boss Tang.
Let’s go take a look.”
“Please, Master Long!”
After a courteous word from Tang Shengfeng, the three of them walked into the trading fair, weaving through the small path between the stalls.
The stalls weren’t fixed.
Anyone who came here could simply find a spot and set up a small stall.
Each stall didn’t display many items.
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Long Xiaoshan walked on by.
Many stalls had signboards with writing such as Yunjue Temple’s consecrated magic artifacts, Maoshan Talismans, Celestial Master Taoism exorcism instruments, and so on.
Most were selling talismans and magic artifacts, along with some medicinal herbs and materials.
However, as he casually glanced over them, he just shook his head slightly.
The quality of these items was really too poor.
The so-called Maoshan Talisman and consecrated magic artifacts did have some effect, but the spiritual power on them was weak, and the crafting was rough.
They could only be considered entry-level items, mostly sham goods.
They were far inferior to what he could make with a flick of his wrist.
Yet, these entry-level items still managed to find buyers.
There would always be people stopping in front of each stall to browse and inquire.
Long Xiaoshan noted that their transactions were keeping up with the times—directly taking out mobile phones to make payments using Alipay.
A single talisman could sell for tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, and as for those magic artifacts, even the cheapest would go for several hundred thousand.
Long Xiaoshan mused that this was truly a profitable business.
Such poor talismans and magic artifacts could still fetch a price.
However, he wasn’t short of money now, otherwise, if he were to set up a stall here, his business would definitely be dozens of times more successful than these stalls.
The group wandered into the center, where the stalls were clearly different—they were more upmarket and even had tents set up.
There were more customers in front of these stalls.
Almost every stall was crowded with a large number of people.
Tang Shengfeng introduced, “Master, these stalls are reserved for Xuan Level Experts and above, or for some major powers.”
Fire Refinement Sect magic artifacts.
Pure Yang Palace weapons.
Canghai Medicine Pavilion.
…
The signboards of these stalls were exceptionally exquisite, each manned by Xuan-level Practitioners, with numerous Mid-level Huang Level Warriors acting as servants, conducting the transactions.
Long Xiaoshan gave them a casual glance.
The items at the booth were priced incredibly high.
Almost none of them were below seven figures.
Eight-figure price tags were quite common.
Some even reached nine figures.
The Hidden Sects were not detached from worldly matters; at such trading events, the primary currency was still money, of course, bartering was also an option, but that was limited to some private booths.
As for the items put up for sale by major sects like these, they all had a price to follow.
The goods at these booths were indeed much better than those at private booths, at least free from any deceptive items; however, after comparing the prices, Xiaoshan found the cost-performance ratio to be very low.
Those magic artifacts and weapons, not to mention their effects, there were none that could match even one-tenth the effectiveness of the ones he now crafted.
“Take a look, everyone, at the Defense Artifact crafted by Master Zilong of the Fire Refinement Sect, a bracelet that can withstand three attacks from a mid-level Huang Level Warrior, on sale now for just one hundred million, one hundred million to take it home!”
“I’ll take it!” Tang Shengfeng, standing next to Xiaoshan, immediately shouted.
“This gentleman has a good eye, to buy a Defense Artifact personally crafted by Master Zilong for one hundred million is definitely a steal,” the attendant from the Fire Refinement Sect shouted loudly.
Around them, a chorus of regretful sighs rose, as if they were lamenting not having bought the artifact themselves.
Tang Shengfeng quickly went over and began the transaction with the people from the Fire Refinement Sect.
After a while, he came back, holding a bracelet emitting a misty purple light.
His face showed utter delight, “I can’t believe I managed to buy a Defense Artifact crafted by Master Zilong; it’s truly a steal.
I’ve always wanted to buy one for Yan’er.
Master, what do you think of this bracelet?”
Xiaoshan’s mouth twitched as he chuckled, “As long as you’re happy.”
He just couldn’t bring himself to tell Tang Shengfeng, the Defense Artifacts he crafted could withstand the attacks of a Xuan-level Late Stage Martial Artist, easily a hundred times better than this bracelet.
“Yan’er, even the master says it’s good, go on, put it on,” Tang Shengfeng handed the bracelet to Tang Yan.
“Thank you, Daddy,” Tang Yan said, moved.
Even for a wealthy man like Tang Shengfeng, spending a hundred million wasn’t something to do without blinking; after all, the money of the wealthy was mostly in fixed assets and stocks, and they didn’t have that much in cash.
A buzzing sound suddenly arose from the crowd.
Someone exclaimed, “The Grandmaster from Medicine King Valley has arrived.”
In one corner of the trading event, a group of people approached, causing a significant disturbance.
“Make way, make way,” warriors from the Tang Family cleared a path through the crowd.
Two individuals walked through, one a red-faced elder in his fifties, wearing a white robe embroidered with a silver tripod furnace on the chest.
Accompanying him was a man in his forties, radiating a powerful and impressive presence.
“That’s Elder Yinding from Medicine King Valley!”
In the crowd, knowledgeable warriors cried out in shock.
Medicine King Valley was a major sect in the Hidden Sects, known for alchemy.
The alchemists of Medicine King Valley were classified as Black Cauldron, Copper Cauldron, Silver Cauldron, and Golden Cauldron.
Black Cauldron represented ordinary disciples, Copper Cauldron the core disciples, Silver Cauldron the elders, and Golden Cauldron the Supreme Elders.
People from Medicine King Valley rarely made public appearances, let alone an elder of the Silver Cauldron rank.
It was unexpected that this Elixir Pills competition would attract an elder Yinding from Medicine King Valley.
The arrival caused a tremendous sensation.
“Grandmaster, I need medicine!”
“Grandmaster, I have a two-hundred-year-old saffron, and I would like to ask you to craft a Spirit Settling Pill.
If the elixir is successful, we can split it seventy-thirty, I’ll only take thirty percent.”
“Grandmaster…”
People began to call out and press forward.
If it weren’t for the warriors of the Tang Family holding them back, the scene would have likely descended into complete chaos.
Elder Yinding from Medicine King Valley, with his hands behind his back, said indifferently, “Everyone, please be patient.
Since I’ve come here today, I will sell some Elixir Pills.
As for alchemy requests, let’s forget it; there’s a big competition this afternoon, and I will personally take action then.”
