The difficult path of cultivation for a grassroots female practitioner

While traveling, Xiao Han's thoughts wandered as he thought about his means of transportation. Alas, even after cultivating immortality, he still had to rely on his own two legs to get everywhere. While it was much faster than a modern car, it still couldn't catch up to an airplane flying in a straight line.

The foundation-building cultivators and Jindan cultivators who can fly in the air can indeed fly in a straight line like an airplane, but these cultivators are a minority after all.

It would be great if I could make an aerial magic weapon that even Qigong cultivators could use to fly.

Of course, there is no need to think about flying magic weapons such as large treasure ships. What Xiao Han wants is a small personal aircraft that can carry the weight of the cultivator himself and can be popularized.

However, this requires her to wait until her skills are improved and she has some financial resources before she can conduct research and experiments.

Now, just think about it.

Following the instructions on the map, Xiao Han found Dongxing Market.

Xiao Han only knew that Yan Zhe was a cultivator from a family of immortal cultivators, and that doing business was a job arranged by the family. There were shops belonging to the Yan family in Dongxing Market, but she didn't know any other specific information.

At first, she also wanted a communication talisman from Yan Zhe, in case she had to go back to Fuyuan City for something in the future. However, Yan Zhe only said that if anything happened, she could go to his shop in Dongxing Market in the east of the city and leave a message. He was often in seclusion practicing and could not receive the sound transmission talisman.

Xiao Han still had a bit of inferiority complex at the time, knowing that these people actually looked down on him in their hearts, so he didn't rush to make friends with them.

Now, in order to inquire about the information about the Spirit Gathering Array, I have no choice but to come here.

Xiao Han found the entrance to Dongxing Market, and then looked from shop to shop to see if there was any sign of the Yan family.

After searching for a quarter of an hour, I finally found a grocery store with the words "Yan Ji" on it.

The shop is very large and displays a wide variety of goods. It is obvious that this kind of family-owned shop is not a small one.

Seeing Xiao Han come in, a young monk who looked like a waiter greeted him warmly, "What can I do for you, sir?"

Xiao Han asked casually, "Do you have any miniature spirit gathering array plates for sale?"

The waiter shook his head, "It's out of stock at the moment."

Xiao Han thought it was a good idea and immediately asked, "So, you've sold this before?"

The waiter nodded confidently, "Of course we have sold it before, but getting it is a matter of luck, so we don't have it often here."

"How many spirit stones does that miniature spirit gathering array cost?" Xiao Han asked again.

The waiter said, "I'm not sure about that. It depends on the price of the goods. It's usually around 3,500 to 4,000."

Since they often sell it here, it's obvious that they have people who go to other great immortal cities to buy it. Xiao Han didn't need to ask Yan Zhe and immediately said, "I'll leave a sound transmission note for you. If you have any goods, please send me a message immediately and I'll come to take a look. Is that okay?"

The waiter nodded, "Of course."

Xiao Han left behind a sound transmission talisman with the imprint of his spiritual aura, and then prepared to leave.

She had to be frugal with her money and not look at other things. Otherwise, if she saw something she wanted but didn't have the money to buy it, she would feel even worse.

Just as she was about to leave, a cultivator came in and shouted, "I've suffered a huge loss this time. My magic weapon has been destroyed, and the monster escaped. It's really a huge loss. Yan Xin, bring me some mid-grade attack talismans."

The waiter named Yan Xin was holding a talisman while chatting with him, and it was obvious that they were old acquaintances.

However, when Xiao Han heard that the magic weapon was broken, an idea suddenly came to his mind.

Collecting waste, collecting waste in the world of immortal cultivation!

Although magic tools are not disposable consumables like elixirs and talismans, they will also become scrapped eventually.

It is just like the swords used by mortal martial artists. During a battle, the weapons of both sides collide violently. If the quality of one side's weapon is not good enough, it is normal for it to be chopped or broken.

The same is true for magical weapons. Violent collisions can also destroy the internal structure of the magical weapon, making it unable to absorb spiritual power and turning it into waste.

But just like many waste products in modern society can be recycled, discarded magical instruments can also be recycled. After smelting and disassembly, the materials that can be used again can be collected.

In modern society, people might still find it embarrassing to pick up scrap, but no one would be ashamed to open a scrap recycling station. Moreover, it is a very profitable way to make money.

Xiao Han's original plan was to make more watches after getting the refining tools, and then look for two partners.

No matter how low the profit of watches is, as long as the sales volume increases, it is better than working and earning a fixed salary.

But now, with the idea of collecting waste, Xiao Han decided to give it a try.

So, after Xiao Han left the shop, he stood at the door waiting for the monk.

Not long after, the monk came out after buying the talismans.

Xiao Han immediately called out to him, "Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment."

The cultivator looked at Xiao Han in confusion, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Han smiled and said, "I was just in the store and heard you say that your magic weapon was broken. I'm a dealer who specializes in recycling discarded magic weapons. I'd like to ask you, would you like to sell me your broken magic weapon?"

The cultivator took a look at Xiao Han. Seeing that he was only at the fourth level of Qi training, he thought that he would not dare to have any bad intentions towards him, so he asked, "Why are you recycling discarded magic tools?"

Xiao Han smiled and said, "Sell it to weapon refining apprentices. They will dissolve the discarded magic weapons and use them as training materials. This will reduce the cost of training."

In fact, this idea is completely feasible, but I'm afraid no apprentice would be willing to do it. Therefore, the monk thought Xiao Han was telling the truth and took out his magic weapon.

His magic weapon was a mid-grade broadsword, but now the sword had broken into two pieces and could no longer be used.

In fact, the reason why Xiao Han said that he was a dealer who recycled magic weapons instead of a weapon refiner was to avoid the monks who sold scrap magic weapons asking whether the magic weapons could be repaired.

After all, some magical weapons are not seriously damaged and can still be repaired.

But in reality, few weapon refiners would take on such a job. After all, they couldn't charge too much for repairing a magical weapon, and if they had that much time, they would be better off refining a new one.

For Xiao Han, dissolving and collecting reusable materials is much easier than repairing magical tools.

The monk asked, "How much can I sell this broken sword for?"

Xiao Han took it and carefully examined the materials used. He mentally calculated the amount of materials that could be extracted for secondary use, then deducted half the price before saying, "If I sell this to a weapon refining apprentice, I can get a maximum of 110 spirit stones. How about this? I'll earn 20 spirit stones as a commission and give you 90 spirit stones."

When the monk heard that this completely useless, scrapped magical instrument could be sold for ninety spirit stones, he immediately agreed. But of course, he still wanted to bargain, so he said, "One hundred spirit stones. If you can make it an even number, I'll sell it to you."

In fact, the price Xiao Han wanted to offer was one hundred spirit stones, but she deliberately said ninety spirit stones in order to give the other party room to increase the price.

After hearing this, he deliberately frowned and said, "I only earned ten spirit stones after all this hard work. It's too little."

The monk immediately said, "You don't do anything, just resell it and you earn ten spirit stones. That's a lot. I'll give you a hundred spirit stones. Do you want it? If not, I'll leave."

Xiao Han could only say, "Okay then, I'll take the hundred."