Hunyuan Immortal Sect

Chapter 12 Magical Instrument Trading
After the runes were revealed, the box was also opened. Song Xian stepped forward to take a look and saw that the box was filled to the brim with magical instruments, talismans, elixirs, and other items. "Brother Lin, what is this?"

"This is the task the Sect Leader has assigned to us. Sell all the items in these two large boxes in exchange for Foundation Establishment Pills."

Song Xian was shocked. He was smart, and when he saw this situation, he immediately guessed about 80% of the cause and effect.

These things are definitely not the master's personal collection, they must be the sect's property, so they have to travel thousands of miles secretly to the Guangxing City market to sell them.

Because there are too many acquaintances in Changping City, if this matter gets out, it will be a major blow to the prestige of the headmaster, and it will also allow people to find out the true strength of the Qingyun Sect.

Although the Foundation Establishment Pill is expensive, it is not a big deal for a sect with hundreds of disciples, occupying a second-grade top-grade spiritual vein and many cultivation resources.

But now that the Sect Master is building his foundation, he needs to sell off the sect's property in order to afford the things needed to build his foundation. From this, it seems that the sect's financial resources are already stretched to the limit and it is struggling.

"You came at the right time. We can save a Yellow Turban Warrior Talisman. The more we can save now, the better. Let's carry it out together!" Lin Zixiang lifted a corner of the box and said to him.

Song Xian then lifted the other side, and as soon as he picked it up, he felt it was extremely heavy. It was a box in the shape of two cubes, and it probably weighed about a hundred pounds.

Such a large box can only be put into a high-level storage bag, which is very expensive. Many foundation-building monks may not have one. Lin Zixiang obviously did not have this thing, so the two of them could only carry the box out of the room step by step. Not long after, they met a monk coming towards them in the corridor. Seeing the two of them carrying such a heavy box, he couldn't help but cast a curious look at them.

After leaving the inn and coming onto the street, there were even more people coming and going, and they all cast strange looks at the two of them. Some even pointed at them, whispered and laughed at them.

Although the two are well-known within the Qingyun Sect, as inner disciples, they usually only practice at the mountain gate and rarely go out. There is no need to talk much about Song Xian, and Lin Zixiang rarely appears in public.

This place is thousands of miles away from Changping City, so there is no need to worry about being recognized, unless it is a very coincidental coincidence that I meet other disciples of Qingyun Sect.

"Brother Lin, where are we going?"

"Let's deal with the important things first and go to the Xuanyuan Pavilion trading shop in front."

After walking for a while, the two arrived at a tall and majestic attic. After entering the inner room, a beautiful female cultivator immediately came up to greet them: "What do you two fellow Taoists need?"

"We need to speak to the manager of your shop alone."

The woman smiled politely and said, "Xu Fengxing, who is on duty today, is entertaining guests. If you have anything to say, I can pass it on to you."

George Lam opened the box and took out an exquisite stone box. After opening it, he found a top-grade magic weapon inside.

The woman was also a connoisseur of good things. Seeing this, she immediately responded, "Please, my two Taoist friends. I will inform Xu Fengxing right away."

After saying that, he called two or three strong men to help the two men lift the box and go to the backyard.

The two men followed a few people into a quiet room. Several strong men retreated, and soon, a young woman brought tea and some fruits.

"Senior Brother Lin, this is not your first time here!" Song Xian saw that he was familiar with the place and seemed very familiar with the matter.

"I've done this for the master a few times before." George Lam replied calmly.

Sure enough, this is not the first time that the master has secretly sold off the sect’s property. So did he exchange it for Foundation Establishment Pills in the previous times?

If they were all replaced with Foundation Establishment Pills, wouldn't Master have failed in his attempts to establish his foundation several times? Song Xian thought to himself, feeling a little more heavy.

"For such a large box, it would be great if there was a high-level storage bag to put it in. Did Senior Brother Lin always carry it like this to sell it before?"

Lin Zixiang was silent for a while. "The headmaster originally had a high-level storage bag, but he sold it last time, so this time he can only carry the box here."

Song Xian was speechless. Has it come to this? Even his personal high-end storage bag has been sold. This is basically selling everything he has.

A storage bag is a symbol of a person's identity. If the head of a sect with more than a hundred disciples does not even have a high-level storage bag, he will be laughed at if outsiders find out.

It is conceivable that the treasures in the sect’s warehouse must have been sold out almost completely, otherwise they would not even sell personal storage bags.

The sect's Elder Chang might not know about this yet, because the person in charge of the sect's finances is Zhang Hunyuan, the son of the headmaster. If Elder Chang knew about this, he would be furious.

But this matter can be concealed for a while, but not forever. It will eventually be exposed, and I don’t know how it will end then.

"What's the origin of this Xuanyuan Pavilion? Is it a shop opened by the Xuanyuan Sect?"

"That's right, it's the pawnshop set up by Xuanyuan Sect, the largest sect in Pingyuan County. This shop has the most reasonable prices among all the stores in the whole market that buy spiritual items." The two chatted for a while, and suddenly heard footsteps outside. Then the door was pushed open, and a thin old man in his fifties with slightly gray hair walked in. He was a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi Refining.

"Friend Lin, long time no see." The old man bowed with a smile.

"Friend Xu, I brought some things. Please take a look at them." Lin Zixiang returned the greeting and opened the box. He first took out a blue and green sword and an apricot yellow flag.

Xu Fengxing sat down at the table, looked at the two magic weapons one by one, observed them carefully for a while, and then took out a black thing similar to a compass from the storage bag. He muttered something in his mouth, and the black disc emitted a ray of light, sweeping towards the blue and green sword. The black light carefully illuminated the sword from top to bottom.

After a while, Xu Fengxing nodded, then took the compass and pointed it at the apricot yellow flag.

"Both are truly top-grade magical instruments. Although they look brand new, they have some wear and tear on the inside. They are not newly cast and must have been around for quite some time. Moreover, these magical instruments must have been used in battles. Fellow Daoist Lin, am I right?"

Lin Zixiang had a blank expression on his face: "Friend Xu, just quote the price directly!"

"This Moshi Sword possesses thirty layers of restrictions, and its primary material is iron ore. While this iron ore is very tough and easy to forge, it also has a drawback: it's too rigid and lacks a bit of flexibility. As the saying goes, "too rigid will break easily." Therefore, once a magical weapon made of this iron ore is used in combat, it will easily wear out."

"This sword is only 60% new. If we were to purchase it, we would offer 1,700 spirit stones for it."

"This Yuanlin Banner possesses twenty-five restrictions, barely reaching the standard of a top-grade magical weapon. Its main material is golden wood. While this wood is excellent, it's a great material for forging magical weapons, but it also has its drawbacks: it's prone to internal decay. This Yuanlin Banner has been sitting around for far too long. My conservative estimate is at least several decades."

"According to internal depreciation, it's probably only about 80% new. If this pavilion were to purchase it, I could only give it 1,300 spirit stones."

"No." Lin Zixiang's face darkened. He hadn't expected that the prices of these two top-grade magic weapons would be pushed down so low. These were already the most valuable of the goods. If it was this price, he wouldn't be able to afford the things needed to build his foundation.

"Then according to Fellow Daoist Lin, what is a suitable price?"

"This is a top-grade magical weapon, and the Moshi Sword has thirty layers of restrictions. Even among top-grade magical weapons, it is a top-grade one. The 1,700 spirit stones you offered are too low. According to the past, the minimum price should be 2,000 spirit stones. My condition is that the two pieces combined must cost 3,600 spirit stones before I sell them."

Xu Fengxing smiled slightly and said calmly, "Three thousand six hundred spirit stones, it's simply impossible. The difference is too great. No one in the market can offer this price."

"Friend Lin, this isn't the first time we've worked together. You know our reputation and credibility in this market, otherwise you wouldn't come to our pavilion so many times."

"You just said that it could be sold for 2,000 spirit stones in the past, but that was the price many years ago. The market price changes every year, and the price of magic tools is getting worse and worse. We haven't had a conflict in Pingyuan County for many years, so the demand for magic tools is not that high now."

"I can see it's not easy for you either. I heard you were carrying a large box here. So, considering our frequent cooperation, let's be friends. I'll pay you 3,100 spirit stones for these two items."

"I dare say no one in the market would offer this price. If you don't believe me, you can go to any attic that buys items and ask."

This old man is so evil!

Song Xian thought to himself that he had known the details of these two magic weapons through the Eye of True Observation. As he said, these two magic weapons were both top-grade magic weapons. The sword had thirty levels of restrictions, and the apricot yellow flag had twenty-five levels of restrictions.

As for the advantages and disadvantages of the main materials he mentioned, he did not know, so it was probably true, but the loss he mentioned at the end was nonsense.

In Song Xian's eyes, Mo Shijian's data is as follows.

Top-grade magical weapon (long sword)
Thirty-one levels of restrictions.

Attack power: ? ?
Defense: ? ?
Completeness: 74
The data of Xinghuangqi is as follows.

Top-grade magical instrument (flag)
Twenty-five levels of restrictions.

Attack power: ? ?
Defense: ? ?
Completeness: 95
At first he didn't know what this completeness meant. It was not until later, when he saw several magic weapons from Zhang Shilin, that he gradually realized that it referred to the wear and tear of the restrictions inside the magic weapons.

Once something is manufactured, it has a shelf life; nothing lasts forever.

All items, whether elixirs, formations, or talismans, have a corresponding shelf life. The same is true for magic weapons. Over time, problems may arise with the internal restrictions, or the internal restrictions may be damaged during a fight with others.

This is what is meant by completeness.

In other words, the damage to the Mo Shi Sword was more than 20%, while the damage to the Xinghuang Flag was less than 10%.

In other words, the Mo Shi Sword was about 70% to 80% new, and the Xinghuang Flag was about 95% new, but in the old man's mouth, they were much lower, naturally in order to lower the price.

(End of this chapter)