Shi Xuan stared directly at Fan Mingzhu, her smile carrying a deeper meaning. Fan Mingzhu's gaze became somewhat evasive under her gaze.
"It's not what this Miss Fan said. The items on the stall depend on who the stall owner wants to sell them to, right?" After saying that, she pretended to be smug and muttered to herself, "This time I won the championship of the Alchemy Competition and got so many good things. I can be considered a rich man now."
It would have been better if she hadn't been muttering to herself. But as soon as she started, Fan Mingzhu immediately remembered her disastrous second-round performance, coming in last place. Seeing Shi Xuan's eyes red, she couldn't swallow her anger any longer.
"That's true, it really depends on who the stall owner is willing to sell to." Fan Mingzhu snorted coldly, "I'll offer fifty mid-grade spirit stones!"
The stall owner was stunned. Someone actually offered fifty mid-grade spirit stones for a small eight-branch incense stick?
But it wasn't over yet.
Shi Xuan, with an arrogant air, rolled his eyes dismissively and said, "Heh, I thought you'd offer much, only fifty mid-grade spirit stones. I'll offer eighty!"
"Five hundred!" Fan Mingzhu refused to believe it. As the daughter of the Dan Sect Master, born with a silver spoon in her mouth, how could she not be stronger than Shi Xuan? Winning a mere competition and thinking she's rich with those measly rewards, what an ignorant country bumpkin.
The confrontation here aroused the interest of the surrounding crowd, and more and more people gathered here to watch the spectacle.
Buying an eight-branch incense stick for five hundred mid-grade spirit stones is unprecedented and will likely never be repeated. Sure enough, Shi Xuan paused, but she seemed unwilling to admit defeat, stubbornly raising the price: "I, I'll offer six hundred!"
"Eight hundred!" Fan Mingzhu was calmer now, her earlier frustration somewhat relieved. She hadn't won in alchemy, but in a contest of spirit stones, even ten of Shi Xuan tied together wouldn't be a match.
A gasp of amazement rose from the crowd, seemingly marveling at Fan Mingzhu's extravagant spending.
Shi Xuan did not answer immediately. She seemed a little embarrassed. She turned to look at the stall owner and, with her back to Fan Mingzhu and the other person, gave the stall owner a wink.
By now, the stall owner understood what had happened. These two fairies weren't interested in buying any elixirs; they were simply angry with him and determined to prove themselves superior.
After all, he was a street urchin, and when he received Shi Xuan's signal, he immediately understood and nodded almost imperceptibly.
After a brief hesitation, Shi Xuan ignored Fan Mingzhu and suddenly said to the stall owner, "I'll take all the spiritual herbs from this stall for one high-grade spirit stone!" As he spoke, he actually took out a high-grade spirit stone, clearly not joking.
But a single high-grade spirit stone is only two hundred more than eight hundred mid-grade spirit stones, and the stall owner's remaining items were already worth two hundred. She really had a brilliant idea.
Fan Mingzhu raised the corners of her lips: "I'll offer ten high-grade spirit stones, I'll cover it!" When she said this, her gaze was directly on Shi Xuan. From dodging before to looking directly at him now, she was much more confident.
On the contrary, Shi Xuan, who had been arrogant just moments before, suddenly became powerless.
At this moment, her eyes darted away. After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "Fifteen high-grade spirit stones!"
"Heh, I thought you'd be willing to pay more," Fan Mingzhu mimicked Shi Xuan's tone, arrogant and composed: "Only fifteen? I'll offer fifty high-grade spirit stones!"
Shi Xuan blushed, as if checking how many spirit stones she had in her storage bracelet. After a while, she finally spoke, "I'll offer fifty high-grade spirit stones plus one Phoenix Tail Orchid!"
Speaking of the phoenix tail orchid, that was the cause of the conflict between the two. Fan Mingzhu chuckled, "They've even brought out their things; it seems they've run out of options."
She flashed a victorious smile and calmly said, "I'll offer one hundred high-grade spirit stones, all of it!"
She loved the feeling of spending lavishly, the feeling of looking down on everything. It was how it should be. She, Fan Mingzhu, was born a precious jewel, just like her name suggested. What was Shi Xuan anyway? Even if he stole her spiritual root, she'd still have to endure it. Even if Shi Xuan was incredibly talented and won the Alchemy Competition, what good would it do? What Shi Xuan gained would never amount to a fraction of what she could achieve.
The extravagant display of one hundred high-grade spirit stones caused those around to gasp in astonishment. It was as if they had never seen so many spirit stones before, and that these were all petty and scheming people whose lifelong cultivation could not possibly be worth a single finger of their Divine Cauldron Sect.
Shi Xuan was clearly frightened as well. Her eyes showed a clear unwillingness to admit defeat, as well as helplessness and resentment. Finally, she stomped her foot, turned around, and ran away.
"Hey, junior sister, don't run away! Where are you going?" Lu Wenxing chased after her. In no time, the two disappeared from sight.
At this point, only Fan Mingzhu remained in the room. She readily paid the spirit stones, kept only the eight-branch incense stick, and gave the rest of the low-grade spirit plants to Wei Bin.
Wei Bin actually wanted to stop her halfway through, but he also knew his junior sister's temper. She looked delicate, but she had a strong temper. If he made her lose face today, he wouldn't get away with it when he got back.
"Then I'll keep it for you for now." Wei Bin didn't actually want it; it wasn't worth more than a few spirit stones. If he really accepted it, he would be indebted to her by accepting a hundred high-grade spirit stones. So he just said he would keep it for her.
After the excitement subsided, the crowd gradually dispersed. Amidst the whispers, some remarked that her extravagant wealth suggested she must be a wealthy heiress. Others thought she was being taken advantage of, but dared not voice such opinions in front of those who clearly held power.
Fan Mingzhu and Wei Bin left triumphantly; in her mind, she had won this round decisively.
Once she had disappeared from sight, Shi Xuan returned to the stall. Upon seeing her, the stall owner led her to a nearby alley, took out all the spirit stones he had just earned, and gave Shi Xuan a thumbs up: "Fairy, take whatever you like!"
This fairy's performance was truly lifelike. She looks kind, but who knows if she's just acting? You might as well hand over the spirit stones you've just earned and not live to spend them. You should hand them over as soon as possible and make her happy. Maybe you can even keep a small amount for yourself.
Shi Xuan didn't waste any words. He casually divided the pile of spirit stones into roughly two equal parts and pushed the other half toward the stall owner: "Let's split it in half when we meet."
"Huh?" The stall owner really didn't expect this person to leave him so much. Fifty high-grade spirit stones, that's fifty thousand mid-grade spirit stones! All the things on his stall today are only worth two hundred mid-grade spirit stones.
He had never seen so many spirit stones in his entire life! What a pleasant surprise!
He excitedly thanked her, saying, "Thank you, fairy! Thank you, fairy! If there is anything I can do for you in the future, I will do my best without hesitation."
Shi Xuan put away the spirit stones and said, "Don't set up your stall for the next few days. Wait until the people from the Divine Cauldron Sect have left before you come out. I'm afraid their disciples might come out to cause trouble, just in case."
The stall owner readily agreed, watching Shi Xuan and his companion leave before turning and walking away himself. He too wanted to go out and enjoy himself for a few days, to experience the pleasures of the wealthy.
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