"Damn it!"
Ye Feng sat dejectedly in the rooftop restaurant, recalling what the manager had just said.
All spirit fruits used for advancement are subject to a joint agreement between the ten great sects and the Han Hai Chamber of Commerce: they are only permitted to assist in their refinement, not to be sold.
Foundation Building Fruits can be sold in small quantities, but Golden Fruits can only be used to aid in alchemy.
In addition, the refined elixirs can be sold in small quantities...
No wonder the exchange price was so different from other spiritual herbs... turns out it was supposed to be this cheap!
The scarcity is simply due to the monopoly of the upper sect.
Now, unless you find someone to sell it yourself, you can forget about doing this.
As for exchanging other spiritual herbs for resale... the only way is to open your own shop.
The system's exchange rate is slightly lower than the selling price, but it's still more than half...
Even with a half-price buyback, you'd still lose money if you redeemed it yourself!
Damn it! You son of a bitch!
"Hello, esteemed guest. This is our menu. Would you like to order something?"
"Can you process white arowana fish here?"
"White... Arowana!"
The waiter was surprised; he'd seen people order white dragonfish before, but he'd never seen anyone ask him to cook it for them.
Those who can afford to order this dish here are, of course, top-tier cultivators.
But the ones they were asked to process couldn't possibly be ordinary monks.
However, processing white arowana is extremely time-sensitive; if anything goes wrong, he can't afford to pay for it...
"Please wait a moment, esteemed guest, I'll go ask in the kitchen!"
After the waiter left, the surrounding people began to cast strange glances at them.
Those who can afford to stay at this restaurant are all either very rich or very powerful.
However, only a very small minority can afford to eat white dragonfish.
However, the white dragonfish could only be killed first, while this one had someone else prepare it.
But he wasn't carrying any containers for live animals. Did he just kill them outside?
Less than ten minutes later, the waiter brought in a burly man wearing an apron.
"I heard you want to process white arowana?"
"yes!"
"Our shop can process fish! However, we only accept fish that have died within the last half hour. In addition, there will be a processing fee of two million spirit stones!"
"Can!"
Ye Feng had also looked at the menu; the prepared white dragonfish was priced at 8 million.
Two million in processing fees is perfectly reasonable!
With a wave of his hand, a half-meter-long white dragonfish floated in front of him.
Seeing that the fish was dead, the chef rushed forward to examine it. After looking at it, a look of joy appeared on his face.
It didn't take more than half an hour! It can be done!
He immediately nodded to the waiter, grabbed the fish, and dashed towards the kitchen using his agility.
Ye Feng didn't care.
Among the myriad arts of cultivation, those who can master them all possess a few eccentricities.
Although this person's cultivation level is only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, his culinary skills must be exceptional.
After the chef left, Ye Feng ordered a few more side dishes and some juice.
I'll bring it back and enjoy it with Xiao Xuan.
The bill came to 2.3 million!
Seeing Ye Feng take out the white dragonfish to process, everyone looked on with envy.
White dragonfish!
Even if you catch it yourself, the price is still there.
Spending seven or eight million on a single meal is a rare and extravagant act.
I wonder which sect this person is an elder from.
Many people were eager to befriend Ye Feng, but the overwhelming aura emanating from his Nascent Soul stage made them hesitant to approach.
However, the voices of several tables of diners involuntarily grew louder.
"I heard this East China Sea Conference is going to be more exciting than usual!"
"Of course. In the past fifty years, under the management of True Monarch Fengling, the cultivators of the entire East Sea have become wealthier, and their consumption has naturally increased."
"If we're talking about the richest, then of course it's the Danyang Sect. They not only get commissions for helping people refine pills, but they can also sell the extra pills they refine for extra money!"
"That's not necessarily true. I think the Heavenly Sword Sect is just as strong. The strongest is the only true strength. Ten years ago, they wiped out a major demonic sect and sold the magic treasures and sect they obtained for a fortune."
Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. The other sects were basically just ATMs for the Heavenly Sword Sect. If they didn't like someone, they could just find a reason to deal with them.
Upon hearing this, someone at the next table chimed in.
"You're right. The Heavenly Sword Sect is not only chivalrous but also incredibly powerful. I think it should be the leader of the Ten Great Sects!"
These words were too offensive, and the people who had spoken earlier dared not respond, causing the atmosphere to immediately turn cold.
Ye Feng frowned. Although the people who had spoken earlier hadn't responded, their expressions didn't suggest they were going to argue.
So, this Heavenly Sword Sect... is really that strong? And they're also chivalrous and righteous?
Just then, an untimely voice rang out.
"The Heavenly Sword Sect? They're nothing but a bunch of hypocrites who deceive the world and steal fame!"
"Who's lurking around, talking behind my back?"
The person who had spoken first, somewhat embarrassed and angry, shouted back.
But then that voice rang out again.
"Oh, sneaking around, talking behind people's backs? Weren't you just belittling the Nine Great Sects behind their backs? What, you can say it, but I can't?"
The sound came from different directions, sometimes in front, sometimes behind; even the attendant checking the formation couldn't pinpoint its source.
However, some arguments are normal when eating and drinking.
Unless there is a fight, the waiter has no right to access more array permissions.
"I do not change my name or surname. Zhang Lan, the deacon of the Heavenly Sword Sect, who are you?"
Although Zhang Lan knew this person's cultivation level might be higher than his own, when it came to the sect's reputation, he had to fight to the bitter end, no matter who it was.
Moreover, this is Hanhai City, so even if the other party is a Nascent Soul cultivator, we wouldn't dare to make a move easily.
"Who I am is not important; what's important is that there are plenty of people who can't stand you!"
As the voice faded,
A man in blue robes sitting next to Ye Feng turned to face him.
"Fellow Daoist, tell me, am I right? Judging from your furrowed brow, you must also disapprove of the Heavenly Sword Sect, right?"
Damn it!!
Just as Ye Feng was inwardly complaining, a child's voice rang out.
"Be careful! Your opponent just used a secret technique and may have seen through your cultivation level!"
At the same time, the man in blue opposite him was also momentarily stunned.
Golden Core? Fifth level!?
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