Jiang Yun, who was about to go out, stopped and turned to look at the owner of Danxianglou who called him.
"If you still want to sell pills, you can go to the newly established Jubao Building in the market. That's where the auction will be held soon."
"Okay!" Jiang Yun said okay and turned to leave. Watching Jiang Yun leave, the waiter stood behind Wei Tao, the owner of Danxiang Pavilion, and asked in a low voice:
"Boss, do you want to send someone?"
As the clerk spoke, he gestured to his neck with his hand.
"Don't take me with you if you want to die!" Wei Tao turned around and said coldly:
He turned and entered the shop, then turned back and said:
"Don't cause trouble for me. If you mess with someone you shouldn't mess with, I can't save you even if your sister is the boss's concubine."
The Danxianglou clerk was stunned when he heard this, and quickly nodded and said in a low voice:
"I'm just asking."
After leaving Danxianglou, Jiang Yun didn't listen to the shopkeeper's instructions directly. Instead, he went around the various shops in the inner city. Soon, he sold all the unused magic tools in his storage bag and earned more than 2,000 spirit stones.
Jiang Yun calculated the number of spirit stones he had and felt that it was still not safe. After thinking about it, he went directly to the newly established Jubao Tower in the center of the market town.
Jubaolou was indeed a shop Qin Feng had built specifically for it. While other shops had only two floors, Jubaolou was three stories high. Furthermore, its decoration was magnificent, and its facade was much higher than other shops.
Furthermore, as it was the center of the entire market, the Treasure Tower was also home to numerous cultivators. Jiang Yun entered the lobby and found that each section was neatly organized. Magical instruments, elixirs, talismans, and various books and jade slips were displayed. The sheer variety was dazzling. Jiang Yun took a quick look and found that while the items were mostly suitable for Qi-refining cultivators, they were more than a level richer than those in the original market.
"Master, is there anything you would like to buy? I can recommend it to you."
After Jiang Yun took a few casual glances, a beautiful woman in a gauze dress came over with a charming and soft voice.
"Well, I want to sell some pills. Let someone who can make the decision come over."
Jiang Yun glanced at her and spoke slowly. This woman was just a mortal, apparently practicing some simple internal skills. But she was clearly trained, understanding things appropriately, and her voice was soft and delicate. It made one want to buy something.
"Yes, Master, please follow me."
The woman bowed respectfully, then took Jiang Yun to a private room at the back of the lobby. It seemed that this was where Jubao Tower met special guests.
"Sir, please have some tea and wait a moment."
After the woman finished speaking, she bowed again before leaving. After a while, a monk wearing a Taoist robe, with disheveled hair and a messy beard, walked in. As soon as he entered, the voice came over.
"Which fellow Daoist wants to sell pills? Let me make it clear first, we don't accept ordinary ones."
After saying this, the monk looked at Jiang Yun and nodded. He sat opposite Jiang Yun and said:
"I am the alchemist of Jubao Tower, Qin Yan. If you have any elixirs, please give them to me."
Jiang Yun didn't waste any words and directly took out a few bottles of pills from his storage bag.
"Huh!" The originally careless cultivator suddenly took the pill seriously after getting it, sniffed it gently and observed it carefully.
Then he took a few bottles of pills and examined them, then looked at Jiang Yun seriously and said:
"Are these pills made by fellow Daoist?"
"Why, do you still need to ask about the origin before accepting it?"
Jiang Yun was originally unhappy with the other party's attitude, and after hearing this, he asked in a bad mood:
"Where, where, what's your name, fellow Daoist?"
"My last name is Lin."
"Thank you for your courtesy, Fellow Daoist Lin. We will accept all these pills. The price is fixed, 130 Xia Ling per bottle. I wonder how many you have?"
Qin Yan put away his contemptuous attitude and asked quickly, the person who refined these pills might not be a first-level alchemist.
"50 bottles, can you take them?"
Jiang Yun's words made Qin Yan happy, and he quickly said:
"Yes, fellow Daoist, please take it out."
Jiang Yun took out all the pills and placed them on the table. After Qin Yan carefully examined them, he took out six spiritual stones with a faint purple glow from his storage bag. There were also 500 spiritual stones that Jiang Yun usually saw.
"What is this?" Jiang Yun took the six spirit stones in his hand. The size of them was the same as ordinary spirit stones, but the spiritual power contained in them was completely different.
"This is a mid-grade spirit stone." Qin Yan said with a slight smile, but he looked down on it in his heart.
"Oh, this is the first time I've seen it." Jiang Yun said truthfully. After carefully checking it, he put the spirit stone into the storage bag. He nodded and prepared to leave.
"Friend Lin, wait a minute!" Qin Yan hurriedly called out to Jiang Yun upon seeing this.
"Why, is there anything else?"
"No, I'm just wondering if you are an alchemist from another faction, or a casual cultivator?"
If it wasn't the first time for the other party to see a mid-grade spirit stone, Qin Yan wouldn't have thought that the other party was a casual cultivator.
"What do you mean?" Jiang Yun said unhappily.
"This is what I mean. I am Qin Yan of the Qin family, and I am currently the Qin family's alchemist. If you are willing to join our Qin family, I will treat you as a first-class guest. Just focus on refining and practicing. If there are any foundation-building pills, I will give them priority. How about that?"
Qin Yan bowed deeply after he finished speaking. He really hoped to find such an alchemist for the Qin family.
"No, I don't mean that." Jiang Yun said this firmly, then got up and left the room.
Qin Yan was left behind, looking at Jiang Yun's back with an uncertain expression.
"Uncle Qin, where is the person?" When Qin Yan found Qin Feng with the pill, he looked at the pill in his hand and asked anxiously.
"He's gone. His identity is unknown. I originally thought he was an alchemist from some faction, but later I realized he wasn't. He looked more like a newbie who hadn't been in the world of immortal cultivation for long."
"So you let him leave like this?"
Qin Feng looked at the pills in his hand and said reluctantly, with these pills, many cultivators in the Qin family would be able to advance to the perfection of Qi Refining. Even if there were no Foundation Establishment Pills, there would be cultivators who could advance to the Foundation Establishment stage if they tried their best.
"Don't worry, there's insect-bewitching powder on the spirit stone. As long as he's still in the market, he won't be able to escape. But I'm still unsure. What if the other party is a cultivator from a powerful force who's out for training?"
Qin Yan turned around and looked at his nephew Qin Feng and said that although he had only reached the Perfect Qi Refining stage, he was the Qin family's alchemist. Even the Qin family's patriarch had to be his peer and had to give him some face, not to mention Qin Feng.
"Well, the auction is tomorrow. If he comes to the auction, I will observe him carefully. I can tell whether he is an immortal or a demon at a glance."
"good!"
Jiang Yun, who knew nothing about this, felt relieved when he felt the full amount of spirit stones in his storage bag. He knew that the Kongming Iron from tomorrow's auction would be in his pocket.
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