Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe said goodbye to his aunt and came to the gate of Qingniufang City. He only took a quick glance last time, so this time he must take a good look around.

The guard at the door said, "Boy, come here to register and pay the entrance fee."

Zhao Shanhe asked with a look of doubt: "Do disciples of Qingniu Sect also need to register?" After saying that, he took out his badge from his storage bag. A white light flashed, which should mean that the verification was completed.

The guard said, "So you are our senior brother. I am so disrespectful. Next time, please show your badge earlier to avoid misunderstanding."

"Thanks for the reminder, I can go now."

"Brother, please do as you please. The Qingniu Sect's shops can be paid for with contribution points, and the training rooms are free for disciples within the sect."

"Thank you, senior brother, for your advice."

After Zhao Shanhe left, another guard said, "Senior Brother Liu, he's just an outer disciple with only five spiritual roots. Why are you so polite to him?"

"Junior Brother Wang, can an outer sect disciple with five spiritual roots be just an ordinary person? I heard that the sect leader's grandson is also in the outer sect."

"Brother Liu, the person you said just passed by was the Sect Master's grandson."

"The sect leader's grandson has four spiritual roots. If he goes out, he will definitely be surrounded by people. Let's go back and ask someone who this Zhao Shanhe is, so as not to neglect him."

If Zhao Shanhe knew that his identity information would be leaked, he probably would not have shown his badge and paid the spirit stone as the entrance fee. He walked on the street, looking around, and when he saw any flashing objects, he would go forward to check them out.

"Fellow Daoist, how much are you selling these Tiger Spirit Grass seedlings for?"

"Boy, you are here to pick a fight on purpose, right? This is Tiger Spirit Grass, not Tiger Spirit Grass seedlings."

"Fellow Daoist, you picked this Tiger Spirit Grass before it was even mature. If it's not a seedling, then what is it? Give me a fair price and I'll buy it."

The seller thought Zhao Shanhe was young, so he quoted a high price. He said, "Five spirit stones."

Zhao Shanhe showed his badge and said, "I am a disciple of the Qingniu Sect. Give me a fair price."

"So you are a disciple of the Qingniu Sect. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Here is a spirit stone. Take it."

Zhao Shanhe paid the spirit stones and took the tiger spirit grass. He felt that his identity as a disciple of the Qingniu Sect was quite useful.

The Qingniu Market was very large. Zhao Shanhe spent the entire afternoon shopping there, spending less than a hundred spirit stones and buying ten spirit herbs. It was a pretty good harvest. He came to a stall and saw something that looked like a compass, flashing a red light, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Fellow Daoist, how much is this compass?"

The seller was an old man. When he saw that the person asking the price was a young man, he said, "Five hundred spirit stones."

Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but complain, "Daoyou, I really want it. Please give me a fair price. How about thirty spirit stones?"

"Boy, you're just kidding me. This compass of mine uses a lot of precious materials. It costs at least fifty spirit stones."

"I am a disciple of the Qingniu Sect. Can you give me a discount?"

"So you are a disciple of the Qingniu Sect. How disrespectful! This compass of mine will cost you one thousand spirit stones."

"Why did you raise the price?"

"You are so knowledgeable and consider my compass so important. It must be a treasure. Naturally, the price should go up."

"A broken compass, but it has some good materials. Will you sell it for fifty spirit stones?"

"Sir, one thousand spirit stones, not a single one less will do."

Zhao Shanhe said nothing more, turning around and walking away. He mentally counted five times, but the stall owner didn't call him back. It seemed his bargaining skills from his previous life weren't working. He didn't look back. A broken compass wasn't worth a thousand spirit stones.

The stall owner was also counting in his mind. He didn't expect Zhao Shanhe to play by his own rules and just leave. Isn't his compass a treasure?

"Fellow Daoist, how much do you want for this compass?"

This remark gave the stall owner a shot of confidence. He said, "Fellow Daoist, you really know what you're talking about. This compass of mine is a treasure. A disciple of the Qingniu Sect just offered me one thousand spirit stones, but he didn't have enough spirit stones with him, so he said he'd go back and get more. Something happened at home, and I was in a hurry to leave. Now I only want eight hundred spirit stones."

The buyer said, "Daoist friend, do you think I'm a fool? Ten spirit stones, if you want to sell it, then sell it. If you don't want to sell it, forget it."

"Fellow Daoist, I have already paid the stall fee to the Qingniu Sect, so don't try to force me to buy or sell."

"Psycho," the buyer cursed and left.

The stall owner thought that this person was someone Zhao Shanhe had hired to lower the price, as he firmly believed that his compass was a treasure.

After walking around, Zhao Shanhe felt a little hungry, so he went to a restaurant.

"Fellow Daoist, welcome to Zhenxiuzhai. What would you like to eat?"

"This is my first time here. What do you have here?"

"Fellow Daoist, we have everything here, whether it's flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the water, as long as you can afford it."

"You're so arrogant! Give me some braised Kaiming beast."

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be unreasonable. Zhenxiuzhai is the property of the Zhenxiu Sect."

"Isn't that what you said? Why don't you bring the menu?"

Zhao Shanhe took the menu and looked at the prices on it, feeling that he had lost out. It was really a huge loss to cheat Tan Tai Mingzhu out of 10,000 spirit stones. A roasted whole lamb in this restaurant cost 2,000 spirit stones. You should know that a late innate Fiery Lamb only cost 300 spirit stones, and the rest was just the processing fee.

"The things in your store are not cheap. Give me a roast chicken and twenty bowls of pearl rice. The rice is free, right?"

"Fellow Daoist, this is not how you order food."

"That's because I didn't come. Come on, I'm hungry. Here's the meal money."

The waiter was a little depressed. A roast chicken cost twenty spirit stones, and twenty bowls of pearl rice also cost twenty spirit stones. If Zhao Shanhe had not been a disciple of the Qingniu Sect, he would have kicked him out long ago.

Zhenxiuzhai prepared the dishes quite quickly, and twenty bowls of pearl rice and a roast chicken were served. The waiter said, "Daoyou, your dishes are ready. Our restaurant has a rule that the free rice must be eaten, otherwise it will be charged according to the original price."

"When was this rule established?"

"Just ordered, please enjoy it."

Zhao Shanhe felt full of malice. This rule was clearly set for him. The portion of pearl rice was quite large. It must be a deliberate target. Today, this restaurant must be taught a good lesson to let him know what a real big eater is.

Under the astonished gaze of the waiter, the amount of rice was visibly decreasing. He even suspected that the person in front of him was a transformed monster. There was a lot of food to eat in the Zhenxiu Sect, and twenty bowls of pearl rice was the standard for inner disciples.

Zhao Shanhe finished all the rice and felt only half full. He asked, "Fellow Daoist, there's a chicken drumstick left on the plate. Can I have some more rice?"

"It's still twenty bowls, right? I'll go get them right away."

The waiter left in a hurry. He went to the kitchen and said to the chef Ling, "Master Bao, a big eater has come to the restaurant and ate twenty bowls of pearl rice."

"Xiao Liu, what's the big deal? All the inner disciples in our sect have this kind of appetite."

"Uncle Bao, he wasn't full, so he ordered another twenty bowls."

"Forty bowls, it's probably a trick. I'll go with you to take a look."