The next day.

Qin Gengyun took thirty-eight bags of Qingfengsan and went out.

During these few days of refining pills, three Qingling herbs produced thirteen bags of Qingfeng Powder, and five Qingling herbs produced twenty-five bags, for a total of thirty-eight bags.

At three spirit stones per bag, that would be 114 spirit stones.

For Qin Gengyun, this is undoubtedly a huge sum of money!

However, for a low-level cultivator like him, suddenly possessing so many spirit stones would surely arouse envy, so he had to keep a low profile.

Qin Gengyun held thirty-eight bags of Qingfeng Powder tightly in his arms and walked on the road calmly, trying his best not to let anyone notice any clues.

After leaving the narrow rain alley, we arrived at Caifeng Street. The street gradually became wider and more bustling with people coming and going.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard overhead.

People looked up, pointed at a brilliant stream of light in the sky and exclaimed:

"It's a flying sword! A mid-grade flying sword!"

The monks’ means of transportation include flying swords and flying boats.

The flying swords are divided into three grades: high, medium and low. The lowest grade flying sword costs hundreds of spirit stones. Most of the people in Yunling Town are ordinary cultivators, so they naturally cannot afford it.

And this gorgeous and dazzling mid-grade flying sword in the sky is something that the lower-level cultivators would not even dare to dream of.

That's why everyone was so excited when they saw it.

Some people started discussing:

"I've often seen flying swords flying by recently. Is the annual Northern Wilderness Trial of the Three Great Sects about to begin?"

"It would be great if I could ride on this mid-grade flying sword!"

The sword in the sky flew away like a meteor, leaving a colorful tail in the air, which was shocking and dazzling.

Qin Gengyun withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.

We soon arrived at Lingdanfang. The owner was not there today and nothing happened in the workshop all day.

At the hour of You, Qin Gengyun came to Danfu Tower on time.

The shopkeeper with a mustache was greeting a group of guests. These people seemed to be a treasure hunting team. They were preparing to go to the Northern Wilderness and came to Danfu Tower to buy elixirs and talismans before leaving.

After the group of people left, Qin Gengyun stepped forward and said to the shopkeeper with a small mustache:

"Shopkeeper, I brought some high-grade Qingfengsan. Would you like to take it?"

The shopkeeper with a small mustache was startled for a moment, then he recognized him and said with a smile:

"So it's this fellow Taoist. Of course I'll accept it, but if it's too little..."

Qin Gengyun took a step forward and whispered, "I have thirty-eight bags."

The mustache shopkeeper paused, then put on a harmless smile again:

"Daoyou, do you really have so many?"

Qin Gengyun nodded, took out the cloth bag containing Qingfeng Powder from his arms, and opened it in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper with a small mustache looked around and after a moment, he bowed to Qin Gengyun:

"My fellow Taoist, I haven't asked for your name yet?"

His words became much more polite.

Qin Gengyun also cupped his hands: "My last name is Qin."

The shopkeeper with a small mustache laughed and said, "So it's Fellow Daoist Qin. My last name is Tong. Fellow Daoist Qin, you can call me Shopkeeper Tong. I'll take all of this Qingfeng Powder. I'll give you three spirit stones for it. How about that?"

Qin Gengyun was about to agree when a familiar clear voice suddenly came from behind him:

"My fellow Taoist, may I have a word with you?"

Qin Gengyun turned around and saw Mo Xiaolan in a plain robe. Mo Xiaolan winked at him imperceptibly. Qin Gengyun understood and bowed, saying:

"My fellow Taoist, what can I do for you?"

Mo Xiaolan smiled and said to Qin Gengyun:

"My fellow Daoist, my master is also looking for high-grade Qingling grass these days. Can you sell these to my master? As for the price..."

Mo Xiaolan paused, looked at Shopkeeper Tong intentionally or unintentionally, and said crisply:

"We can discuss it."

"This..." Qin Gengyun hesitated, looked at Shopkeeper Tong, and then looked at Mo Xiaolan:

"Can the price be higher?"

"Of course." Mo Xiaolan smiled like a flower:

"Fellow Daoist, you may not know that recently the disciples of Zhenyang Sect went to the Northern Wasteland for trials. In addition, it is suspected that a treasure hiding place left by the Saint Master of Demon Sect was discovered in Tianlu Mountain in the Northern Wasteland. Your Qingfeng Powder is indeed a treasure that can dispel the black miasma in Tianlu Mountain. The supply is in short supply, so my master is willing to pay a higher price."

Hearing Mo Xiaolan's words, Shopkeeper Tong's expression finally changed, and he quickly said:

"Fellow Daoist Qin, Danfu Tower has always been honest and fair to everyone. It would be more appropriate to sell your things to us. We can also negotiate the price as appropriate."

Qin Gengyun pretended to be in a dilemma. Shopkeeper Tong came forward and pulled him aside, whispering:

"How about 3 spirit stones and 50 spirit baht for one bag?"

Qin Gengyun thought about it and finally said:

"Okay, Shopkeeper Tong, I trust the reputation of Danfu Building."

He turned to Mo Xiaolan and said, "My fellow Taoist, I'm sorry, Shopkeeper Tong and I have already made a gentleman's agreement, and I cannot sell the things to your master."

Mo Xiaolan cupped her hands and said disappointedly: "In that case, I won't bother you anymore. My fellow Taoist, if you have any high-grade Qingfeng Powder in the future, you can come to me at any time."

After saying that, he left angrily.

Shopkeeper Tong seemed to be worried that things might get more serious, so he quickly asked someone to bring 133 spirit stones and took all of Qin Gengyun's Qingfeng Powder.

"Thank you, Manager Tong. Goodbye."

There were many people in the Danfu Tower, and Qin Gengyun was worried about being targeted, so he collected the spirit stones and prepared to leave.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, wait a moment."

Shopkeeper Tong called him and said with a smile:

"I have something to discuss with you. Can we move to the inner hall?"

Qin Gengyun looked around, thought about it, and nodded.

Shopkeeper Tong brought him to the inner hall, asked him to sit down, and then said:

"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Qin still has Qingfeng Powder of the same grade?"

Qin Gengyun asked, "Manager Tong, how much do you want?"

Shopkeeper Tong held up two fingers and said, "Two hundred bags. The price is still 3 Lingshi 50 Lingzhu per bag."

Qin Gengyun almost fell off the chair. He managed to calm himself down and said in a deep voice:

"Manager Tong, two hundred bags is not a small amount. Can you let me go back and think about it and give you an answer tomorrow?"

Shopkeeper Tong smiled and nodded: "Of course, but I want to remind Fellow Daoist Qin that if you agree, you must deliver the goods within ten days."

Qin Gengyun was shocked. He had only refined less than forty bags in five days, and he had to refine two hundred bags within ten days. This was too difficult.

But if it is really done, two hundred bags, that would be seven hundred spirit stones!

With so many spirit stones, you can buy most of the spiritual medicine shop!

But, does Fellow Daoist Qiu have so many Qingling herbs?

Even if she can produce it, can my pill refining speed reach 200 bags in ten days?

When Qin Gengyun walked out of Danfu Tower, he was still a little dazed.

In a short moment, his net worth increased from less than ten spirit stones to hundreds of spirit stones.

Moreover, there is a huge opportunity ahead.

Life's circumstances change so quickly that it's hard to keep up.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, congratulations!"

After leaving Caifeng Street, a tall and agile figure appeared in front of me, with a bright and clear smile on his heroic face.

Qin Gengyun quickly bowed to her and said, "Friend Mo Dao, thank you so much for what you did just now!"

If Mo Xiaolan hadn't tried to help him raise the price, he would have lost nearly 20 spirit stones!

Mo Xiaolan smiled and waved her hand: "Sometimes I go to Danfu Building to inquire about the prices of talisman paper and materials. I happened to run into you today. I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a few days, you have been able to refine such high-quality Qingfeng Powder."

Although she looked as if she didn't care, Qin Gengyun knew that after Mo Xiaolan helped her like that just now, once Manager Tong came to his senses, it would be difficult for Mo Xiaolan to enter Danfu Tower again.

After I finish making these two hundred bags of Qingfeng Powder, I will find a way to repay them.

Today, Mo Xiaolan did not go to the night market. The two of them walked towards the narrow rain alley together. Qin Gengyun asked:

"Friend Mo, although there are matters of the sect trials and the relics of the Demon Sect Saint Master, as far as I know, a high-grade Qingfeng Powder is only three spirit stones at most. Why is Shopkeeper Tong willing to raise the price?"