Immortality and Cultivation: Starting with Harvesting the Talents of Demonic Beasts

Chapter 50 Entering the Workshop and Retrieving the Elixir
The two people in the same car also jumped off and looked towards the desolate ruins, but they still did not communicate.

When their eyes met, the woman would nod once or twice, but the old man remained silent, like a wooden statue.

Lin Changheng smiled calmly, not caring at all.

Only with sufficient transparency can potential troubles be avoided. If everyone is willing to actively communicate with him and pay attention to him, it will actually be a bad thing.

Soon, they arrived at the market town with the caravan.

Lin Changheng immediately bid farewell to the caravan manager and was instructed to come back here at noon two weeks later to return together.

Once it's too late, it's hard to catch; remember not to miss the deadline.

Lin Changheng nodded in agreement, turned around and paid a spirit stone at the entrance in exchange for a token, then went into the market.

Shops lined both sides of the bluestone-paved road, their signs like a sea of ​​scales, and the street was bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder, creating a lively and extraordinary atmosphere.

It was much larger than Zichuanfang, where I had lived for twelve years, and its prosperity was incomparable to the latter.

This new neighborhood is thriving with its abundant resources; Zichuan neighborhood, on the other hand, is declining, its resources long since depleted, and it can no longer attract people.

Lin Changheng adjusted his straw hat as he walked, looking around. There were all sorts of things to see, including magical artifacts, pills, talismans, materials, puppets, and spirit beasts.

After noting down the locations of several shops, Lin Changheng continued walking through the crowd without stopping.

We also encountered patrol teams wearing special uniforms twice.

After circling around twice, Lin Changheng figured that no one could keep up, so he changed into a green robe and a human skin mask in a corner of a street.

After putting his straw hat back on, he swaggered toward the shop he had just memorized.

"The Alchemy Pavilion".

This is a medium-sized shop with decent foot traffic. It was probably established by a family, but not the Xu family.

Lin Changheng observed from outside for a while and saw no noise or entanglement. The people who came out all looked happy and satisfied.

The reputation shouldn't be too bad.

If he intends to sell the elixir, he should prioritize safety.

"Boom boom boom!"

Lin Changheng's mind raced for a moment, then he went straight to the door and knocked on the open door with his backhand.

The shop assistant, who had just seen off the guests and was busy tidying up the goods, immediately put down his work upon hearing the voice and greeted them with a smile: "Please come in, sir."

"I wonder what your needs are? As for any first-tier pills, my shop can basically meet your requirements."

As he spoke, he patted his chest and assured them.

Lin Changheng shook his head, his hoarse voice saying, "No, I plan to sell my pills. Do you accept them in your shop?"

The shopkeeper was taken aback, clearly having rarely encountered such a situation, but still maintained a professional smile: "It was naturally collected. May I ask what kind of pill it is? What is its quality?"

Then, still not entirely convinced, he added, "We do not accept anything below the genuine grade."

The reason for this statement was that the man saw that the person in front of him was well covered up, and the aura he vaguely revealed was also at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. He was afraid that it was not easy to deal with him, so he spoke up in advance.

To avoid giving others cause for discussion and getting into trouble.

"nature."

Lin Changheng did not suppress his aura excessively. When traveling outside, if one always conceals one's cultivation level, it will be easier to attract spying, especially for those in the early stages of Qi Refining.

However, considering that some reservations should be made, the decision was made to show only the fourth level of Qi Refining.

"I wonder what kind of elixir it is?"

"【Wood Essence Pill】, hmm, premium quality."

Lin Changheng uttered three words, then added another sentence after thinking for a moment.

He came here to sell premium pills, but being vague was pointless; it was better to be direct. "Premium pills?"

The waiter was immediately startled, whispered something, and quickly apologized before going to the backyard to fetch the manager.

A middle-aged cultivator strode over from the backyard, smiled at Lin Changheng, and then told the servants to go about their business.

"I wonder how much you intend to offer, fellow Daoist? Could you perhaps provide proof for verification?"

Instead of answering, the bamboo-hatted monk in front of him gave a hoarse laugh and asked, "I wonder how much your shop can eat?"

"Haha, you can eat as much as you want. My shop is backed by a Foundation Establishment clan, so there's no need to worry about that."

The middle-aged shopkeeper was confident.

"As for the price?" Lin Changheng asked in great detail.

"The price is the usual 30% of the current selling price. The land reclamation is underway now, and high-quality pills like the [Wood Essence Pill] that improve cultivation can sell for four spirit stones, which is two spirit stones plus eighty grains of spirit sand."

"If you have a lot, I'll price it at three spirit stones. How about that? That's the maximum authority I have as the manager."

The middle-aged shopkeeper quoted a very sincere price, which made Lin Changheng nod slightly in agreement.

It's really good.

The price for this pill when it is returned to the Xu family is two spirit stones and ten grains of spirit sand.

The difference is significant; ninety grains of spirit sand are roughly equivalent to one spirit stone.

So Lin Changheng simply pulled out a cloth bag: "Then I'll trouble you, shopkeeper, to take a look."

The middle-aged shopkeeper's eyes lit up as he looked at the three long wooden boxes in front of him, each covered with a talisman to lock in spirits. He then took out a bronze mirror and began to examine them.

The dazzling golden light made him slightly dizzy. After a moment, he took a deep breath and said:

"They are all high-quality pills! Sixty in total! A total of one hundred and eighty low-grade spirit stones."

"What do you think, fellow Daoist?"

"Not bad." Lin Changheng nodded, then added, "I wonder if the hundred low-grade spirit stones could be exchanged for mid-grade spirit stones?"

After a moment of hesitation, the middle-aged shopkeeper hesitated for a moment before saying, "Fellow Daoist should also know that theoretically, one hundred low-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for one mid-grade spirit stone, but in reality, one hundred is not enough to exchange for one mid-grade spirit stone; more is needed."

The bamboo hat obscured Lin Changheng's face, making it impossible for the middle-aged shopkeeper to see his expression clearly. Seeing that he remained silent for a while, the shopkeeper sighed and conceded, "Then we shall do as you say, fellow Daoist."

Lin Changheng then responded, "Thank you."

The middle-aged shopkeeper was decisive and didn't waste any time. He quickly took out a pile of spirit stones, which totaled eighty-one.

One of them was particularly lustrous, and when viewed with the naked eye, it seemed to shimmer.

Medium-grade spirit stone!

After the transaction was completed, Lin Changheng did not leave immediately, but instead carefully considered his questions:

"Excuse me, shopkeeper, do you have any pill formulas for sale in your shop?"

"Dan Fang?"

The middle-aged shopkeeper's heart stirred. He had initially thought that the man in the bamboo hat was seven parts cultivator and three parts alchemist, but after this question, he felt that he was seven parts alchemist and three parts cultivator.

Unsure of what to do, he still pondered before answering, "The secret of Dan has always been passed down in secret, and our shop doesn't sell it to the public."

Is that so?

Having received this answer, Lin Changheng's face beneath the bamboo hat flashed with disappointment. He did not inquire further about the mid-grade pill formula, presumably because it was even more important not to be revealed to outsiders.

He thanked her and turned to leave, but was stopped by the middle-aged shopkeeper.

"Fellow Daoist, finding the elixir formula will likely be difficult, as everyone is extremely protective of their secrets and unwilling to reveal them. However, it is not without a way..."

(End of this chapter)