Chapter 42 A Frenzy of People Scrambling for the Sword-Repairing Pill: The Mysterious Pattern on the Wooden Plaque
A swordsman rushed to the front and pounced on the stall in the blink of an eye.
"Sword Repair Pill, do you have Sword Repair Pill?"
Sword-Repairing Pills are highly sought-after items, and many shops specializing in pills are out of stock. Only a handful of alchemists can refine fourth-grade pills; these pills are typically sold in specific locations at exorbitant prices, yet they remain extremely difficult to obtain.
Song Yin knew how precious the Sword Repair Pill was, otherwise she wouldn't have deliberately taken it.
"This jade bottle contains a top-grade sword-repairing pill. The price is eight top-grade spirit stones. You can inspect the goods in person."
The sword cultivator couldn't wait to pick up the only jade bottle, open it, and examine it. He smelled the fragrance of the pill and used his divine sense to observe its details. It was indeed a top-grade sword-repairing pill!
He observed the four people before him: two at the Golden Core stage and two at the Foundation Establishment stage. He swallowed hard, wanting to swallow the Sword Repairing Pill in one gulp.
The eight top-grade spirit stones were most of his wealth, but he really wanted the Sword Repair Pill!
Song Yin, with her sharp eyes, noticed the other party's eagerness. "If you eat it, you have to pay with spirit stones. Don't think you can just eat it without paying with spirit stones. Since I can take out the Sword Repairing Pill, I have the ability to make you pay with spirit stones."
By this time, the people behind had caught up.
"I'll offer a thousand high-grade spirit stones, fellow Daoist, please sell me the Sword Repair Pill!" Someone saw that there was only one jade bottle on the stall and immediately became anxious.
Seeing someone raise the price, the sword cultivator immediately took out eight top-grade spirit stones and placed them on the table. "The eight top-grade spirit stones you mentioned." He was still feeling the pinch as he gave them away; those were eight top-grade spirit stones! Most of his life savings!
Song Yin put away the eight top-grade spirit stones and said to the sword cultivator, "This sword-repairing pill is yours."
The person behind him got anxious, "Fellow Daoist, I can offer more spirit stones."
Song Yin said to the people behind her, "Sorry, first come, first served, payment settled."
Seeing the others' anxious expressions, the sword cultivator immediately felt that his eight top-grade spirit stones were well spent. He swallowed the Sword Repairing Pill on the spot, and wisps of spiritual energy filled his mouth and entered his body. He felt that his inner demons had been successfully suppressed, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face.
Those who were a step too slow felt a pang of regret; they were just a hair's breadth away!
The shopkeeper of the pill shop also mingled in the crowd and came after them. The owner said he would buy the Sword Repair Pill and keep it in the shop so he wouldn't have to worry about selling it at a high price.
Seeing that everyone was dejected and about to leave, Song Yin calmly took out another jade bottle.
"The quantity is limited, first come, first served, and it didn't say there was only one."
Many people in the crowd stared at the jade bottle that Song Yinxin had just taken out, their eyes gleaming.
Senior Brother Lü: "There are more?!" Just how many Sword-Replenishing Pills did she manage to steal? Will Elder Qi punish her?
Senior Brother Lü asked worriedly, "Junior Sister Song, will you be alright after you go back?"
Song Yin said to him, "Don't worry, I talked to my master last night. He said that if the item is in my hands, it's mine. Whether I sell it or give it away is up to me."
The three from Lingdan Peak: "Huh?"
My head was buzzing. Was Elder Qi really such an easy person to talk to?
They remembered Song Yin's words, "I've had good fortune since I was a child," and immediately shut up.
Master! Look at Song Yin's master, you don't want to be outdone by Elder Qi in this aspect, do you?
The three from Lingdan Peak exchanged glances, their unspoken understanding unspoken.
Those who bought the pills suspected that Song Yin and her companions must have a powerful alchemist behind them if they produced the Sword Repairing Pill. They might have been helping their master sell the pills, but little did they know that the pills belonged to someone else, and that their master had said they could do whatever they wanted with them.
Those who heard this felt more sour than if they had eaten a whole basket of lemons.
While everyone was still stunned, the shopkeeper quickly squeezed out from the crowd, threw down ten top-grade spirit stones, and swiftly took the jade bottle.
"I'll buy you a Sword Repair Pill for ten top-grade spirit stones. Keep the spirit stones safe."
Everyone immediately realized what was happening.
Damn! What a shameless bastard!
Song Yin put away the spirit stones and then took out a jade bottle.
Others: How much do you actually have left?!
Shao Yangtian and the others thought that a bottle usually contains ten pills, so could she have stolen a bottle?
The three of them looked at Song Yin as if she were a warrior.
Senior Sister Cheng was the first to come to her senses and called out to the crowd in front of her: "First-grade, second-grade, and third-grade pills are on sale at cheap prices. The pills are of high quality and the prices are reasonable. First come, first served!"
Shao Yangtian then shouted, "Affordable prices, welcome to buy!"
Song Yin stood beside him, pulling out bottle after bottle of pills. Those who hadn't managed to grab any thought that Song Yin would continue to produce more sword-repairing pills.
After Song Yin sold the ninth bottle, she stopped taking things out and said to everyone, "The number of Sword Repair Pills is limited and they're all sold out. You can take a look at the other pills here; their quality is absolutely guaranteed."
"Fellow Daoist, are you really out of Sword Repair Pills?"
Song Yin spread her hands: "That's all."
Actually, there was one more pill, but seeing how popular the Sword-Replenishing Pill was, she decided to keep one for herself. She only found this one bottle in the storeroom; she'd check again when she got back, and if there were any more, she'd sell the remaining one.
Song Yin: "Everyone knows that Sword Repair Pills are rare, and I was just lucky to get these few."
The three from Lingjian Peak: What a stroke of luck!
Seeing this, the others had no choice but to leave empty-handed.
One person said dejectedly to a friend, "I was skeptical when I first heard it, but now I'm too late and missed out. I regret it so much."
Friend: "Who isn't?"
Someone overheard this and suggested, "Why don't we just keep looking for other demon-suppressing pills on the market?"
"Yeah, that's true!"
Some people, unwilling to leave empty-handed, looked at the other pills on the four people's stall and found that some of the low-grade pills they needed were indeed of good quality and affordable, just as the four people had said. Many people bought multiple bottles at a time.
Although it wasn't as lively as the sale of the Sword-Replenishing Pills just now, it was still more lively than yesterday.
Senior Brother Lü truly experienced what it means to receive spirit stones until his hands are sore; he had never felt this way before when selling pills.
Song Yin thought her pills would sell out in less than three days, but to her surprise, they sold out in less than two days.
She apologized to those who couldn't buy the pills, explaining that she had sold out all her stock and had no more left.
Shao Yangtian and his team gradually sold out their inventory.
I left home in the morning and sold out all my stock by late afternoon.
All the buyers dispersed and went to other stalls to look for suitable pills.
Song Yin and her group finally got a break. Instead of packing up, they took out food and ate and drank on the spot.
Not long after, Song Yin noticed a male cultivator not far away who kept looking in her direction, seemingly hesitant to approach him.
Song Yin didn't kindly call the person over; she just ate her own food and pretended not to see him.
Their stall was so popular that other stalls nearby also benefited from the influx of customers and sold a lot of pills.
Song Yin: "I've sold out of all the pills I prepared, so I won't be setting up a stall anymore."
Senior Sister Cheng: "We've sold out of what we prepared, and most of the pills we refined before have also been sold. We don't have much stock left. If I had known business would be this good, I would have refined more pills and brought them with me."
Song Yin: "We can prepare more in the future."
The group chatted casually. The male cultivator that Song Yin had noticed earlier kept glancing over. He seemed to have been struggling with something for a long time, and finally came over when Song Yin and the others finished eating and were about to pack up.
Upon seeing the male cultivator approach, Shao Yangtian said directly, "Fellow Daoist, all our pills are sold out. You can try other stalls."
The male cultivator was taciturn, and his complexion suggested he was in poor health. His hair was disheveled, his stubble was unkempt, and he had dark circles under his eyes. He shook his head at Shao Yangtian, paused for a few seconds, and then spoke again.
"Their pills won't work."
Upon hearing this, the other alchemists at the stalls were inexplicably enraged. Some of them, who knew the male alchemist, were even more furious. How could a freeloader like you say that our pills are no good?
The alchemist, whose business was booming today because of Song Yin and her group, directly addressed the four of them: "This guy is out of his mind. He can't afford to pay spirit stones and tries to exchange things for pills. A few days ago, some of us accepted his barter, but who knew that what he gave us was completely useless."
The male cultivator said to Song Yin, "No, it's not something useless. I obtained it after surviving a near-death experience in the Floating Dream Secret Realm."
A local from Nine Star City mocked the male cultivator, reminding Song Yin and the others: "This man exchanges a bunch of useless junk for pills every year. At first, some people agreed, but later they found that his things were worthless and gradually regarded him as a swindler. No one agreed to the barter anymore, because they would be the ones who would suffer if they agreed to it."
The Floating Dream Realm is a famous secret realm in the cultivation world, and Song Yin had heard of it. Originally, she wasn't interested in this person, but after hearing what others said, she became somewhat interested.
Song Yin asked with great interest, "What kind of pill do you want? What are you prepared to exchange for it? Let me make it clear first, I may not agree to your request; I need to inspect the goods first."
They could all tell that the male cultivator was at the Foundation Establishment stage, so Song Yin wasn't afraid that he would cause trouble in the end.
The male cultivator took out a wooden plaque, not even made of precious wood, but just the most common type of wood. Strange and mysterious lines were carved on the plaque, and it was clear that the man himself had carved them.
Song Yin examined the wooden sign over and over, then asked, "Did you make this wooden sign yourself?"
The male cultivator nodded honestly, "I ventured into the deepest part of the Floating Dream Secret Realm and saw the fragments, but since I couldn't retrieve them, I copied them onto a wooden plaque."
Song Yin's fingertips traced the lines, which resembled chaotic, random lines, like a child's doodles on paper. Yet, the longer one looked at them, the more peculiar they felt, compelling one to explore and investigate them thoroughly.
The replica patterns are so attractive that Song Yin dares not imagine what it would feel like to hold the original fragment in her hands.
Song Yin: "What kind of pill do you want?"
Male cultivator: "Sword Repair Pill."
Those watching were taken aback by the male cultivator's outrageous demand.
Song Yin: "I'm sold out."
The male cultivator didn't give up, saying, "If you can produce the Sword Repairing Pill this time, you can do it next time too."
At this moment, Senior Brother Lü interjected, "The Sword Repair Pill is rare, and my junior sister has sold out. Please, fellow Daoist, do not persist in this matter."
Song Yin sat in the chair, pondering whether the wooden plaque was worth a Sword Repair Pill. She lightly tapped the table with one hand and played with the wooden plaque with the other, a small, imperceptible wisp of spiritual energy gathering at her fingertips, leaving a mark on the plaque.
She returned the wooden plaque to the male cultivator, saying, "I'm sorry, the Sword Repair Pills I obtained by chance have all been sold, and I can't produce any more."
The male cultivator put away the wooden sign. The pills from the other stalls were of little use to him. He turned and left, quickly disappearing into the street.
After seeing the male cultivator off, Song Yin and the others quickly packed up their stall and returned to the inn.
The stall owner next to him chimed in, "Fellow Daoist, will you be coming tomorrow? If so, I can reserve a stall for you in advance."
If you set up a stall with them, you won't have to worry about not having customers.
Song Yin smiled and replied, "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist. We won't be coming for the next few days."
The stall owner said with a slight regret, "Alright, fellow Daoists, you must be contestants participating in the competition. I wish you all the best!"
"Thank you for your blessings."
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Author's Note: Song Yin: Business is so good, I'll sneak a few more bottles of pills to sell when I get back [covering face and peeking]
After the Alchemist Conference concludes, Xin Huailiang will face three "traitors within his own ranks."
Xin Huailiang: Shuan Q [Clown]
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