Anger 45

  Ye Chen walked around the streets of Xiancheng, browsing through various stalls and inquiring about prices.

  His immortal mansion currently only has the Alchemy Pavilion, Pill Refining Pavilion, Medicine Garden and Beast Enclosure available for use, so the range of industries that can be used to make money is also limited to these four aspects. Alchemy has been ruled out, Xiao Qing's alchemy standards are still low, at least in a few months, relying on alchemy will not earn much spiritual stone.

  The remaining options are to cultivate spiritual medicine, refine elixirs, and raise spiritual beasts.

  "Boss, how much does this black lingzhi mushroom cost?"

  Ye Chen saw a stall selling spiritual herbs and stopped to ask the price of the dozens of spiritual medicines on display.

  "This is a twenty-year-old Black Ganoderma, which belongs to the first-class spiritual medicine. It sells for five spiritual stones per plant. If you want to buy more, I can give you a better price. The spiritual medicines here are all from the Wang family's goods, and the Wang family's medicinal fields in our Xian City are well-known, producing top-notch products."

  The middle-aged vendor said enthusiastically.

  "How much does this lingzhi seed cost per grain?"

  Ye Chen's gaze fell on a black Ganoderma lucidum spore beside him. The seed was actually a spore.

  "These seeds are cheap, ten grains for one ling stone. However, you need to have a spiritual field to plant them, and the growth period is long. Generally, ordinary people can't use them even if they buy the seeds. The superior spiritual fields and medicine gardens around this immortal city are all occupied by many large immortal families, so there's no place to plant. There are also a few cultivators who plant some in front of their doors or behind their houses, but the yield is not good."

  The middle-aged vendor glanced at Ye Chen and smiled, "You look like a newcomer to Xian City. It's best if you don't try to cultivate spiritual herbs yourself. Cultivating spiritual herbs takes at least several decades, and it's usually a family business that's passed down through generations. If you start now, your descendants might be able to use them. You'd be better off buying ready-made spiritual herbs than trying to refine them yourself."

  "In my own house, I'll try planting it and see. I won't be refining dan, just for the novelty! I'll only buy one black lingzhi seed, can I use shattered ling stone to buy one?"

  Ye Chen smiled.

  He inquired about the prices of spiritual medicine and seeds, pondering in his heart that there was nearly a fifty-fold profit margin between them. The medicinal herbs grown in his immortal mansion grew quickly, requiring little effort to harvest.

  Buy one seed and try it out first, if it works then plant more.

  "Just bought one! This is not good for the price, and the Shattered Spirit Stone is also useless."

  The middle-aged street vendor was at a loss for words.

  "I'll give you some more shattered spirit stones!"

  Ye Chen took out the only remaining piece of spiritual stone, broke it into pieces, and handed over about two-thirds of a piece to the vendor, keeping the rest for himself.

  "Alright!"

  The small stall owner saw that the piece of broken spirit stone in his hand was about two-thirds of a complete spirit stone, so he took advantage of it and didn't say anything else. Such broken spirit stones are hard to price and cannot be circulated on the market. However, cultivators will use spirit stones to replenish their spiritual power, and keeping the broken spirit stones for personal use still has some use.

  Ye Chen picked up a black Ganoderma lucidum seed. As for the remaining piece of spiritual stone, it was prepared to increase the field power of the immortal mansion, in order to cultivate the black Ganoderma lucidum.

  Ye Chen bought a seed and continued strolling along the street stalls, checking out the prices of spiritual pills and various spiritual beasts.

  "What should I buy? Cultivation elixirs, spellbooks, spirit swords, spirit armor, and a mount! Let's look for some bargains and get all of these."

  Zheng Zicheng saw off Zheng Yuan, carrying the spirit stone pouch, walking on the streets of Xiancheng. He was excited and a bit eager to buy something. After more than a month of living in poverty in Xiancheng, earning only one piece of spirit stone per month, today he suddenly had an extra 1,000 pieces of spirit stone. This feeling of becoming rich overnight and being able to buy whatever he wanted was really cool.

  Suddenly, Zheng Zicheng's eyes flickered slightly.

  He saw a very familiar and hateful figure in the crowd ahead. The little martial artist who had ruined his good deeds at Hei Shui Yuan in Wu Guo, cutting off his right arm, this vendetta should be avenged! As a proud cultivator, could he still tolerate a little martial artist?

  No fighting or dueling is allowed within the Tianyun Xianyuan Castle.

  It is forbidden for cultivators to engage in magical combat with each other, and it is forbidden for warriors to engage in martial combat with each other.

  Once the ban is violated, the consequences are often very serious. The lightest is a warning. If one party is injured, they will be expelled from Xian City and never allowed to enter again. If someone dies, an arrest warrant will be issued and severe punishment will be imposed.

  However, there is an exception. If a conflict occurs between a martial artist and a cultivator, and the cultivator kills the martial artist in a fit of rage, they will at most be punished with a fine of spiritual stones, but will not face severe penalties such as expulsion or wanted notices. In the Immortal City, the dignity of cultivators is not to be provoked by martial artists in the slightest, and every martial artist does not dare to provoke cultivators.

  Zheng Zicheng thought about revenge day and night, and he was very familiar with the rules of Xian City. As soon as he broke through to become a cultivator, he wanted to take revenge, but he couldn't find Ye Chen's whereabouts.

  "Ye Chen!"

  Zheng Zicheng's eyes blazed with anger as he strode forward, his left hand grasping the hilt of his sword. He no longer cared about the number of spiritual stones he would be punished with; he had to avenge his blood feud first.

  Ye Chen was browsing through the goods on the street stall when he suddenly felt a strong killing intent sweep past him, causing him to turn around abruptly.

  "Zheng Zicheng!"

  Ye Chen's eyes turned cold, and then he discovered Zheng Zicheng's fluctuating divine sense, which made him surprised. Although there was no intention to kill anyone in the city, his right hand still pressed on the hilt of the treasured sword, ready to defend against any unexpected occurrence at any time.

  "You've become a cultivator! How is this possible? You're just a small martial artist, how could you possibly break through the first layer of Qi Refining?"

  Zheng Zicheng also discovered Ye Chen's divine sense fluctuations, and was shocked. He suddenly stopped in his tracks five zhang away from Ye Chen, and the sword that was about to be drawn out couldn't be pulled out. If it were a martial artist, he would have killed him first and talked later, and even if he had to pay a large amount of spirit stones as a penalty, he would have accepted it. However, for a cultivator, the situation was completely different. Zheng Yuan repeatedly warned that they couldn't make a move within the city, and couldn't cause trouble and ruin their own future prospects.

  "You can break through the Refining Qi stage boundary with such a poor technique, why can't I?!"

  Ye Chen retorted sarcastically.

  A small team of Xiancheng guards passed by on the street, giving Zheng Zicheng and Ye Chen a warning look filled with murderous intent before leaving. As long as they didn't start fighting, the guards wouldn't have the energy to intervene in the affairs of cultivators.

  Zheng Zicheng furrowed his brow and his left hand no longer grasped the hilt of his sword.

  "You think you're worthy of being in the Tianyun Xianyuan Castle just because you managed to make a name for yourself at the Beifeng Academy? You're just a lowly commoner, and with me around, you'll never have a chance to rise up! I suggest you leave the castle as soon as possible, or else you might not even be able to save your own life!"

  Zheng Zicheng ridiculed and scorned him.

  Ye Chen knew that they couldn't fight, and even if they did, it wouldn't lead to any results. He didn't have the leisure to reason with Zheng Zicheng, nor was he in the mood to scold him. He turned around and left. He still had things to do, like understanding the market trends of Dan medicine in the city, but he didn't have that much time to waste on verbal sparring.

  "Boss, how much does this bottle of Low-Grade Qi-Replenishing Pill sell for? How many Spirit Stones?"

  Ye Chen saw a bottle of spiritual elixir on the ground stall and couldn't help but ask the vendor.

  "One piece of spiritual stone is one block, this bottle contains thirty blocks! Little brother, do you want to take a bottle?"

  The vendor smiled and said.

  Bang!

  Zheng Zicheng walked over at a moderate pace and tossed thirty pieces of spirit stones onto the ground stall.

  "Boss, this is thirty pieces of spirit stone, I'll take this bottle of spirit elixir! He's just a poor devil from a small place, how many spirit stones can he earn in a month? Look at his tattered clothes, where does he have the spirit stones to buy spirit elixir?"

  Zheng Zicheng dropped the Ling Stone and picked up the bottle of Ling Dan, feeling greatly relieved. He sneered coldly and said, "You'd better hurry back to Wu Guo and wait there."

  Ye Chen heard a cold and sarcastic voice coming from behind him, and his forehead bulged with anger.

  Endure!

  There's no spiritual stone in the gourd, and even if I want to make a move, it won't work.

  Ye Chen swallowed his anger and turned to walk towards other stalls.

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