Chapter 57 Exchange zero for whole (please recommend!)
If we use the value of the Black Bamboo Sword at 500 spiritual stones as a benchmark for calculation.
The price of a common hardware flying sword fluctuates around 600 spirit stones.
The Red Gaid Orb Umbrella has a low demand attribute, and it is extravagantly loaded with so many orbs. The price of 800 spiritual stones is not too much.
However, I was short of money, so I had to bargain hard.
"These two magic weapons have been stored for a long time. They cannot be circulated in Wanbao Pavilion. No matter how valuable they are, they are just dead objects."
Bai Zichen had to admit that the magical weapons in Wanbao Pavilion were obviously a level higher than the magical weapons from his sect's weapon refining hall.
Perhaps the sect's weapon refiners have lost market competition and have lost the motivation to renew their business.
"And if I buy two pieces at a time, it's naturally cheaper."
After all, Zhilang was reluctant to let go of such a large business. He put away the three wooden boxes and said he was going to apply for a price with the person in charge of the branch.
Bai Zichen was not in a hurry, he picked up a cup of spiritual tea and took a sip, indicating that he was waiting here.
The woman in palace attire stood quietly beside her. She, a mortal, could not get involved in this kind of magic weapon transaction process.
Now that he was free, he hurriedly stepped forward to refill the water, walked to Bai Zichen's side, and put a pair of catkins on his shoulders to massage him gently.
One transaction amounted to nearly a thousand spiritual stones. She had been a Zhike for more than half a year, and she had never dealt with a single order of such high amount of spiritual stones.
"Fellow Taoist, I have spent a lot of effort, and the superiors agreed to lower the price..."
Zhilang trotted back all the way, making nine fingers with his hands.
"Nine hundred spiritual stones, money and goods will be cleared. Fellow Taoist, you have made a lot of money, it is equivalent to buying Bailiantian silkworm clothing for one hundred spiritual stones."
"Eight hundred and fifty yuan! No one in the market can offer a higher price than me, so it's time to sell!"
"Eight hundred and ninety yuan, I don't want any personal commission, just make a friend as a Taoist fellow!"
"Okay, I'll also make my friend my friend, and I'll add another ten dollars!"
"Eight hundred and eighty yuan, not a single piece is missing... If I pay this price, I will definitely be scolded by my superiors. Fellow Taoist, can I tell you later?"
"Eight hundred and seventy yuan, this is my last bid. If you have one more spiritual stone, I will leave immediately."
Bai Zichen drank two cups of spiritual tea in succession. The bargaining was more intense than a fight, and his mouth was parched.
"That's all, just treat it like Wanbao Pavilion sells it at a discount... It's just 870 spiritual stones. If you pay it off, you can take away these two magic weapons."
"What are the regulations for purchasing magic weapons and elixirs in Wanbao Pavilion... I have a short amount of spiritual stones..."
Bai Zichen coughed in embarrassment. There were a total of 330 spiritual stones in his storage bag, including those he scraped from the two wolves of the Que family.
"What! Are you trying to amuse me... Wanbao Pavilion is not a street shop, so I must give you an explanation!"
Zhilang was really anxious this time and jumped up.
"Brother Zhi, please don't lose your composure. I only said that I don't have enough spiritual stones on hand, but it's not that I won't buy them... I remember that Wanbao Pavilion also has a recycling business, and I have other items that can make up for the shortage of spiritual stones."
Bai Zichen touched his nose and placed two magical artifacts and a bottle of elixirs on the table.
"That's the best... But when Wanbao Pavilion recycles it, the price can only be 80% of the market price. If fellow Taoists think it's too low, just set up a stall to sell it yourself."
Zhilang hummed twice and took the magic weapon from the table to examine it carefully.
"The smoke-breathing gourd has a poisonous smoke inside it. During the middle stage of Qi refining, the monks will feel dizzy and nauseous and want to vomit after smelling it... The lethality is too weak, and it can kill eighty-five spiritual stones."
"Huh? This bone whistle is quite interesting... Are there any weapon refiners in Montenegro who are making this kind of disposable magic weapon?"
Bai Zichen took out the trophies he had captured after killing the Que brothers last time, and he happened to use Wanbao Pavilion as a channel to wash out the stolen goods.
Zhilang probably took up the profession of treasure appraiser. Once the two magic weapons were in his hands, he could report their specific uses in the blink of an eye.
"The Bone Whistle itself can only be considered a mid-grade magic weapon, but the lethality it unleashes is among the best among high-grade magic weapons... This is a one-time magic weapon that turns into white bones and sharp arrows to attack the enemy. Regardless of the result, the Bone Whistle
They will all turn into a puddle of bone meal."
"This one is worth a bit more...it can be worth one hundred and twenty spiritual stones."
"Hey, purple ginseng pills, this elixir is not common. It is of perfect quality and has full potency. This bottle will give you two hundred and forty spiritual stones."
Zhilang glanced at it and became more and more sure of Bai Zichen's identity. This type of elixir, which has the effect of improving cultivation in the later stages of Qi refining, rarely reaches the hands of casual cultivators.
Even if you get it by luck, you won't easily take it out and sell it for spiritual stones.
Break them up and set up a stall in the square to sell them one by one. You can sell them for at least 45 spiritual stones each.
Bai Zichen calculated silently and found that the total amount was only 445 spiritual stones. He gritted his teeth and took out the water purification bottle, and threw a blank storage bag on the table.
"Mid-grade magic weapon, the refining technique is quite clever, it costs one hundred spiritual stones..."
Bai Zichen touched another two hundred and fifty spiritual stones and finally collected this huge sum of money.
"Okay, fellow Taoist, check it again. Once the money and goods are cleared, there will be no refunds from Wanbao Pavilion."
After the transaction was completed, Zhilang's smile became warm again.
Bai Zichen's consciousness swept away and he knew that the Bailiantian Silkworm Clothes and the Red Gaid Orb Umbrella in the wooden box were genuine and had not been swapped or replaced.
He put it away in his storage bag, sat down again and chatted for a while.
This shopping trip allowed him to see that the products sold in Wanbao Pavilion were a bit expensive, but the quality was indeed high.
After building the foundation, if you don't get to know the master of the weapon refinement and customize it for yourself, you may have to come to buy the spiritual weapon again.
After chatting for half an hour, Bai Zichen pushed away the woman in palace clothes who was getting closer and closer without leaving any trace, stood up and left.
Zhilang stood at the third-floor window of Wanbao Pavilion, staring at Bai Zichen's back as he gradually disappeared into the crowd, and then turned around and entered a closed dark room.
"This man spent nearly a thousand spiritual stones at one time. Did you leave a secret mark on him?"
A hoarse voice spoke in the darkness. He was clearly in a secret room, and what happened on the third floor of Wanbao Pavilion was crystal clear.
Zhilang shook his head and said thoughtfully: "No, I think this person is not simple. Although he is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, when I was about to apply the secret mark, my intuition told me that I would definitely fail and be discovered by the other party. I thought.
I simply gave up after thinking about it, unlike the unfounded casual cultivators who are either disciples of the Qingfeng Sect or direct descendants of those few immortal cultivating families."
"...It's a pity. The two magic weapons plus the other things on this man's body can probably give us enough foundation-building spiritual items."
"You should be more stable recently. Although my secret mark is not easy to detect, and you try to stay away from the market, the truth will be revealed after too many times."
Zhilang's gloomy face was completely different from the friendly and kind Chaofeng who had a smiling face before.
"There is news. Once the major issue over there is resolved, we will launch a campaign in Black Mountain... This time, we will cut off a strip of flesh from Qingfengmen!"
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