Chapter 596: Chapter 291: Return to Yujing City! Millionaire Zhang Fan (Part 2)

It’s late at night.

Within Hongfu Garden, the dim streetlights flicker and buzz intermittently.

In the security room, it’s not Liu Fusheng on duty today.

"Daddy’s daddy is a monster, daddy’s mommy is a monster..."

Just as Zhang Fan reached downstairs, his phone rang. He took it out to check the caller ID, and it was Li Yishan.

"Hello!"

"Back?"

Li Yishan’s voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Back." Zhang Fan remarked, a long-lost smile appearing on his face.

"How was it? Was everything smooth on this trip?"

"There were a few twists and turns, but overall it was smooth... I made a friend this time around. His name is Qin Ergou, I’ll introduce you to him later, quite a decent little brother." Zhang Fan chuckled.

"If you’ve taken a liking to him, he must be alright." Li Yishan said calmly, "Just as well, our family’s business lacks people, he’ll be one of my men..."

"Our man..." Li Yishan added.

"Want to go out for some skewers?" Zhang Fan looked at the sky and suggested.

"No, you just got back, take a good rest."

"How about tomorrow?" Zhang Fan asked.

"I’ve been swamped these two days, probably won’t have time." Li Yishan’s voice sounded tired and a bit helpless.

"Hmm? What are you busy with?" Zhang Fan asked casually.

"Blind date!"

"Blind date!?"

Zhang Fan almost laughed out loud. He remembered Li Yishan saying there were three types of relationships in the world that were the least reliable.

The first is online dating.

The second is long-distance.

The third is blind dating.

"Do you really need to go on a blind date?" Zhang Fan laughed.

"Don’t bring it up, don’t bring it up... all introduced by the family." Li Yishan replied helplessly.

"You should go to sleep early."

"Alright!"

Zhang Fan nodded, then hung up the phone. These days he’s barely getting a few hours of sleep every two or three days.

Back home, the air felt cold and clear. Turning on the light, what greeted his eyes was a photo of Zhang Lingzong and Zhang Fan together on the table.

"Dad..."

Ever since Zhang Lingzong left, this home has become increasingly cold and empty, even he is often not at home.

"One day, we will surely be reunited as a family."

Picking up the photo, Zhang Fan wiped away the dust that had settled on it.

...

The next day, noon.

Invisible Mountain Cafe, Bright Road No. 316.

"Sorry for being late, sorry..."

Zhang Fan sat in a corner, waiting for a long time, as Sui Chunsheng arrived slowly, hurriedly greeting.

"Heard you got promoted?" Zhang Fan smiled as he said.

A few days ago, while he was in Chang’an City, he saw Sui Chunsheng’s promotion news on his social circle.

Within the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance, with his age and experience, his future was indeed promising.

"Just an office director job, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning..." Sui Chunsheng laughed heartily.

Indeed, being in an official position was nurturing, nowadays, Sui Chunsheng looked radiant, even his Celestial Court seemed fuller.

Sui Chunsheng’s achievements today owed much to Zhang Fan, after all, several major cases were resolved with Zhang Fan’s help, especially the capture of Tiger Hong Mountain Monarch. That contribution was also partly credited to Sui Chunsheng.

"Where have you been for the past few days? Couldn’t find you anywhere." Sui Chunsheng asked.

Recently, when he got promoted, he even organized a banquet and invited Zhang Fan, who didn’t even respond to the invitation.

"Went to Chang’an City." Zhang Fan casually replied.

"What were you doing there?"

"Sightseeing and tourism."

Zhang Fan casually said, not willing to linger on this topic, hastily changing the subject: "I’m here today to sell a treasure, not sure if your Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance wants it or not."

"Of course, we have this kind of business." Sui Chunsheng said.

Every year, the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance sends people across the country, to famous mountains and rivers, to collect medicinal materials and exotic treasures, then trades them, which is quite a substantial income.

"What kind of treasure? I assure you I can offer you the highest price." Sui Chunsheng vowed.

Given his current position, being able to raise the price by twenty or thirty percent was still achievable. By the end of the year, suppressing the prices of other treasures a bit would create some room.

"Dragon Toad Oil." Zhang Fan whispered.

"Dragon Toad Oil? That’s a treasure." Sui Chunsheng’s eyes lit up.

It’s a treasure for crafting External Pills, inherently nourishing the Primordial Spirit, the most crucial aspect is this treasure is non-renewable and extremely hard to find.

Within the Daoist Sect, the latest transaction record for [Dragon Toad Oil] was over twenty years ago.

"How much do you have?" Sui Chunsheng couldn’t help but ask.

If he could acquire such a treasure, his year-end work report would certainly look much better.

"Sixteen pounds," Zhang Fan said with a serious tone.

The gourd of Dragon Toad Oil, with two pounds given to the brothers Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang, and Lin Jianyue’s Primordial Spirit absorbed a bit more than half a pound. Even then, her condition has barely stabilized, yet still shows no sign of recovery.

The effect of Dragon Toad Oil on her was already minimal, indicating the severity of her injuries, surviving alone was a miracle.

"For sixteen pounds of Dragon Toad Oil, I can offer you seven hundred and twenty thousand." Sui Chunsheng pondered and said.

"You can go and compare prices elsewhere, I estimate the highest would be around six hundred and eighty thousand."

"No need to compare prices, I’ll sell it to your Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance." Zhang Fan nodded, taking out a gourd from his bag and placing it on the table.

"Great, rest assured, selling it to our Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance you definitely won’t lose out." Sui Chunsheng rejoiced.

"I’ll have to check the grade first, it’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s the procedure. If all is well, I’ll transfer the funds to you."

"Alright."

Zhang Fan nodded, suddenly feeling like he was holding a huge sum, truly feeling a bit elated.

"I need to buy some things."

"Buy what?"

"Items that can repair the Primordial Spirit." Zhang Fan said solemnly.

Lin Jianyue couldn’t be ignored, her injury required external assistance. While Dragon Toad Oil nourished the Primordial Spirit, its effect was ultimately limited.

"What level of Primordial Spirit?" Sui Chunsheng asked.

The level of Primordial Spirit varied, and accordingly, the price for the repair items differed substantially.

"High Skill."

Lin Jianyue’s realm was High Skill.

"That could be quite costly." Sui Chunsheng said with a serious tone: "Is it urgent?"

"A bit urgent."

"Alright, I’ll go back and check the inventory and give you a list." Sui Chunsheng said.

At the moment, he didn’t know what treasures were left in the stock to quote a price.

"Approximately how much?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Repairing a High Skill level Primordial Spirit item would cost around two to three million, possibly slightly more, I’ll have to go back and check the quote." Sui Chunsheng said.

The treasures in the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance’s inventory undergo an annual adjustment based on the material prices, aiming for a win-win situation.

"Alright, do it quickly." Zhang Fan nodded, having someone like this made things easier.

Dragon Toad Oil was out of his hands, and Lin Jianyue’s condition was also seeing a turnaround.

Next, Zhang Fan was planning to spend money on repairing the [Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal], but given this item originally came from the Gusu Xuanmiao Temple, it couldn’t be made public. Hence, he wasn’t planning to turn to the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance but instead intended to explore options with Fang Changle.

Maoshan should have this kind of business as well.

Earlier, Zhang Fan had asked Qi Delong about it, and estimated that repairing the [Mighty Spirit Demon-Suppressing Gold Seal] would require one to two million.

"Now I’m also a wealthy individual, casually making transactions in seven figures." Zhang Fan felt gleefully in his heart.

"By the way, what’s Old Fang busy with lately? Still at Maoshan?"

"He’s quite busy these days."

Sui Chunsheng glanced around slightly, lowered his voice, "He’s now hiding at Deserted Mountain, going into a closed-door death retreat, preparing to breakthrough to Great Master Realm."

Fang Changle, due to Tiger’s set-up, had been imprisoned for two years, now he’s finally making a comeback.

"Deserted Mountain!?" Zhang Fan raised an eyebrow.

Ever since that Observatory Master of the Perfect View, who was Wuwei Sect’s Vice Sect Leader Mr. Nian, left after overcoming the tribulation, that mountain had become even more desolate, it surely was a good place for a closed-door retreat.

"Great Master Realm, Old Fang is about to take that step too..."

Subconsciously, Zhang Fan glanced at the bustling street outside.

Cultivation inevitably involves tribulations, progress certainly includes calamities, it’s heaven’s test, and also the dao’s refinement.

"Hope he makes it smoothly..." Zhang Fan murmured softly.

"Probably no unexpected incidents, right!!"