Chapter 146
"Manager Zhou, such a fine product as Monkey Wine... if I weren't out of Spirit Pearls and needed them to buy other things, I wouldn't sell the Monkey Wine my father gave me for cultivation. If you don't want it, I can sell it in the market. I believe everyone has discerning eyes and won't let me lose out on the price. Who knows, if I find some good wine, I might even double the price." Doubling the price was impossible, but it could increase by another ten percent. However, this would put her at great risk, as Monkey Wine was simply too tempting.
"Miss Fu, please wait."
Finally, when he went down, Fu Le had filled his mustard seed space with sixty spirit stones and three hundred spirit beads.
Fu Le selected 320 sleeve arrows from the Martial Pavilion. The exterior was a wooden walnut-colored bracelet, but it could become invisible as long as blood was dripped on it, and it could be fired at will. Inside were a total of 10,000 acupuncture needles, 5,000 for anesthesia and 5,000 for instant death, controlled by two buttons, one black and one red.
Because they were sleeve darts used by ordinary martial artists, completely useless against spirit practitioners, they weren't expensive. A set cost five spirit beads and sixteen spirit stones, and they were gone in an instant.
Fu Le: ...
Money is useless in any world.
Fu Le bought two more defensive bracelets, which can withstand ten full-force attacks from a Spirit Realm cultivator below the third rank. Two bracelets mean a total of twenty attacks. Attacks from Innate Martial Artists below the Spirit Realm are considered physical attacks and can be defended against.
A bracelet costs twenty level-one spirit stones, and that's a discounted price.
Fu Le: !!!
Take a deep breath, take a deep breath...
Waaah... I'm not buying it anymore...
I'm going out to find some bargains; Wuge is such a rip-off.
Fu Le picked up the goods and ran away, leaving the shop assistant puzzled. He thought this Miss Fu would use them all, since she had already given the biggest discount. Wasn't she satisfied?
When Manager Zhou returned from his trip, he was surprised to find that Fu Le was gone. He asked the shop assistant, "Next time she comes, call me immediately." He had a feeling that Miss Fu should still have some monkey wine.
"Yes, shopkeeper."
Fu Le clutched his bleeding heart and began to wander around the city, finding everything fascinating.
She spent her days browsing the merchant guild and her nights collecting spiritual plants, continuing this routine for seven days. Her rings and necklaces were filled with hundreds of kinds of spiritual plants, but they weren't even full. Firstly, the rings and necklaces were all a thousand cubic meters in size, so they had a large surface area. Secondly, spiritual plants really didn't take up much space. She collected from more than a dozen villages, but she still hadn't filled even half of her rings and necklaces. One of the necklaces was for spiritual fruits, but Fu Le didn't categorize them and just filled them randomly. It was already more than half full, and she was still collecting. Picking spiritual fruits was much more troublesome than harvesting spiritual plants, as they had to be picked one by one, and they would break if you weren't careful.
Lingmi was also a key focus for Fu Le. She bought all the Lingmi from several villages. Ten thousand tons was just a drop in the ocean for her. She was very greedy and wanted as much as possible.
Half of their gold reserves were quickly depleted, and Fu Le, who used to think he had an endless supply of gold, began to feel a sense of crisis again.
In this strange world, you can't buy anything without money.
Should she also rent a stall and sell some things?
What supplies does she have?
Fu Le flipped through the items again and again, only to find that what he owned seemed to be worthless in this world. Apart from gold and monkey wine, the rest were nothing special.
Or, how about we sell some more monkey wine?
She's just a low-level martial artist who's only just entered the third stage of martial arts. Having monkey wine in her possession will only bring her a lot of trouble.
Having figured things out, Fu Le was somewhat dejected.
Fu Le continued collecting spirit herbs. Luckily, she priced them very low, otherwise her gold reserves would have been insufficient. She should have exchanged all the bones of those Kui birds for gold back in the Doomsday Land. What's the use of keeping so many bones? They can't be exchanged for money.
Wait a minute! The beak and bones of the Kui bird were so valuable in that world, they could be used to make weapons in this world too, right?
On the tenth day after arriving in Qu City, Fu Le found a workshop that could customize weapons. Of course, these were all weapons for martial artists, and the blacksmiths there were also high-level innate martial artists.
Upon entering the martial arts workshop, Fu Le felt a chill wash over him, which surprised him. Could it be that weapons in this other world don't require fire forging?
Inside, there was a long black cabinet, and on the wall were inlaid iron racks on which various weapons were hung or placed.
"Excuse me, miss, I'm sorry for being rude. Is there anything you'd like?" Fu Le stared at the swords and chains on the wall, completely baffled. Just as she was about to ask someone, she saw the curtain inside be lifted. A young man in black leather armor saw her, quickly stepped out, stood behind the counter, and asked with a smile.
"How do your weapons compare to those of the Martial Pavilion?"
"You flatter me, young lady. The weapons here are only for low-level martial artists. How can they compare to the weapons of the Martial Pavilion?" the shop assistant said good-naturedly.
"Do you have any defensive weapons here? The kind that can withstand attacks from spirit practitioners?"
Shop assistant: "No. We only have offensive weapons here, and they can only be used by martial artists at the Innate Realm."
Fu Le: ...
There was nothing there.
"Are defensive weapons only sold by the Martial Pavilion?"
"You must be from out of town, young lady? Spirit weapons are only sold in the Spirit Weapon Pavilion and the Martial Arts Pavilion."
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Fu Le's face. She should have asked more questions, but before entering the city, she didn't know what to ask Gu Yan. 'Questions' are only known when they arise.
Do you buy materials for forging weapons here?
"Of course, does the young lady have materials to sell? We buy materials here at prices that are in line with the market price."
"Oh, okay, take a look at this." Fu Le extended a bird's beak.
In an instant, the huge hall was mostly filled with bird beaks.
"This flying beast is unusually large." Since weapons can only be forged from the bones of spirit beasts, the shopkeeper had seen many of them and naturally didn't think anything of it. But if the beak alone was this big, how big must this flying beast be?
“Yes, the beak is so sturdy that it can defend against any physical attack,” Fu Le said.
Upon hearing this, the shop assistant was taken aback. "What do you mean by that, young lady?" Stepping out from behind the counter, the shop assistant approached the bird's beak on the ground and touched it to examine it.
"It's because a martial artist's attack methods can't harm the root of the problem. This is a top-grade defensive weapon." After all, even her mortar couldn't be damaged, so she didn't believe that a martial artist's attack power could compare to a mortar.
"Miss, is this really true?" The shop assistant stood up, his eyes fixed on Fu Le's face.
"certainly."
"I am a Xiantian martial artist. May I try my luck, young lady? If it is as you say, I will go and find the shopkeeper to come and see for myself." He had never seen this bird beak before; it might be some unknown spirit beast from another wild forest.
"Try it, and you don't have to pay for it if it breaks."
"I am an eighth-level innate martial artist," the shop assistant said again.
"Yeah, we'll see when we try."
Once confirmed, the shop assistant said no more, channeled his inner energy, and punched down at the tip of the bird's beak.
Boom!! Buzz!!
Having lacked experience, Fu Le hadn't expected that an attack from a master of internal energy could generate a shockwave, causing him to stumble and fall. Even after regaining his footing, his blood was still rushing to his head.
Fu Le clutched her chest, her face deathly pale. Her pride and joy, her inner strength, could easily be fatal to any martial artist on the Spirit Continent.
This truth made her heart sink. If she couldn't advance to the ninth rank or even higher after this chamber of commerce event, she wouldn't even have the chance to pull out a mortar before being eliminated by the spirit master.
But is it possible to do that in just over two months?
Before the shop assistant noticed his injury, Fu Le immediately took two pills, and within a few breaths, the discomfort subsided.
"Young lady, your bird beak is indeed a fine piece. Please wait a moment while I go and call the shopkeeper over. I can't set a price here." After punching him twice, the shopkeeper said with delight.
“Okay.” Snapping out of his thoughts, Fu Le replied.
The shop assistant didn't keep Fu Le waiting for long; he soon came out with an older, middle-aged man.
A middle-aged man with a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, wearing a warm smile, didn't seem like a cunning person at all. "Hello, young lady. My surname is Lu. May I ask your surname?"
“Fu”.
"Alright, Miss Fu, this must be your bird beak, right?"
"yes."
Manager Lu recalled what the shop assistant had said: even with his full-force attack, the bird's beak didn't budge. As a defensive weapon, it was probably invincible among innate martial artists.
However, he still wanted to test whether a Spirit Realm expert could even scratch it, knowing that the price difference between realms was enormous.
“Miss Fu, I have a suggestion for you to consider. First, we can price it based on the top-tier defense of the Innate Realm. Second, we can have the highest-level Spirit Master in our building test its defensive performance. If it's damaged, we'll cover the cost; if it's not damaged, we'll price it based on the Spirit Master Realm defensive materials. What do you think?”
"Oh? Would you mind telling me the price?"
“Oh, Miss Fu, please put the materials away first. Let’s talk in the backyard. The backyard is much more spacious than the front hall.” Manager Lu smiled approachably.
Fu Le hesitated for a few seconds, keeping a watchful eye on himself, and followed the two inside.
After passing through a corridor, my eyes lit up. Sure enough, behind it was a large courtyard, two or three times larger than the front hall. There was a small pavilion in the courtyard, with stone tables and stone benches inside.
"Miss Fu, please take a seat."
Manager Lu sat down opposite Fu Le and instructed the staff to prepare tea and snacks. Then he said with a smile, "This top-grade defensive material for the Innate Martial Artist realm, such a large set, costs 30,000 level-one spirit stones."
After speaking, Manager Lu's gaze fell on Fu Le's face, as if waiting for her to ask a question.
Fu Le nodded calmly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Seeing that Fu Le didn't intend to speak, Manager Lu was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected someone so young to be so composed. "The first level of the Spirit Realm costs 50,000 level 2 spirit stones. As the Spirit Realm's defense increases, it will increase. The second level of defense costs 100,000 level 2 spirit stones, the third level costs 200,000 level 2 spirit stones, the fourth level costs 200,000 level 3 spirit stones, the fifth level costs 300,000 level 4 spirit stones, and so on."
"Then let's give it a try. Whether I try or not, I won't lose anything," Fu Le said after a moment of thoughtful consideration.
The shop assistant brought tea and snacks and then immediately left.
“Alright, Miss Fu is so kind. Take a short rest and I’ll be right back. These snacks are all made from third-grade spiritual herbs, which will be beneficial to your cultivation.”
"Yes, thank you, Manager Lu."
When it comes to food and drink, it's safest to have it all on your own.
Fu Le didn't touch the tea or snacks; when he got bored, he took out a book to read.
An hour later, Manager Lu arrived late with a young man in a blue robe.
"Miss Fu, I apologize for keeping you waiting. This is our highest-ranking spiritualist, a fifth-level one."
Fu Le met the other person's red eyes, and they nodded to each other, which was considered a greeting.
He got up and walked to the center of the courtyard, released his beak, and then retreated to the pavilion, activating his defensive bracelet. Seeing this, the spirit master did not delay and approached.
A red glint flashed in the spirit's eyes as he threw a punch, the movement so fast it left afterimages, and faint sparks flew from it.
The first punch did not move the bird's beak at all.
The punch from this spiritualist seemed less impactful than the powerful energy of a martial artist.
As the spirit warrior delivered punch after punch, Fu Le frowned, while Manager Lu's eyes gleamed.
Finally, a small piece of the bird's beak broke off, but that was enough.
"Good, good, good stuff, good stuff, hahahaha..." Shopkeeper Lu laughed heartily, very satisfied with the bird's beak's defensive capabilities.
It can withstand all attacks up to the third tier, but it breaks at the fourth tier. However, this is enough for them to create highly sought-after items.
Shopkeeper Lu said something to the spirit master, who nodded and left. However, as the spirit master left, he gave Fu Le a meaningful look, which made Fu Le's heart tremble slightly.
This guy has ulterior motives! Is he planning to double-cross us?
...
Three hundred thousand level-four spirit stones are enough to live on.
"Girl, we'll keep this bird's beak."
Fu Le nodded.
“Let’s go inside, and I’ll give you the spirit stones.”
"good."
Three hundred thousand level-four spirit stones—this was the first time Fu Le had ever seen one. It was a finger-length, icy-cold stone filled with a velvety liquid, and it felt similar to jade.
Fu Le refused the shopkeeper's offer to use their points to equip his newly purchased items.
She bought this from Wuge the day before yesterday, just in case. The shopkeeper didn't say anything, but his smile was a little stiff. Perhaps it was because it was the first time he had encountered someone so blunt and distrustful of him, which made him feel awkward.
Spiritual practitioners often engage in transactions involving tens of thousands of spirit stones. Counting spirit stones one by one is no different from counting coins. Fortunately, the people here are also lazy. They have a counter that looks like a teacup, with an inner space of several hundred square meters. You can simply pour spirit stones in, and the cup will display numbers. It's very convenient.
When the red text '300,000 Level 4 Spirit Stones' appeared on the cup, Fu Le put away the counter with satisfaction. "Well then, thank you, Manager Lu."
"Of course, of course. If Miss Fu has any more such good things in the future, please send them to our martial arts workshop. I will definitely give Miss Fu the highest market price."
"Okay," he readily agreed.
After Fu Le got up, he quickly left. Manager Lu saw him off to the door, his eyes crinkling with laughter.
Just as Fu Le's figure disappeared at the intersection, a figure in blue appeared beside Manager Lu. "Just like that, she left?"
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