Traveling through the Immortal Cultivation World: I Use Solar Energy to Cultivate

Finally successfully entering the middle stage of foundation building, Wang Bin took a final look at the process of this breakthrough and was surprised to find that it only took twenty days.

I have to say, this speed is really quite fast.

This was mainly due to the sufficient preparation of elixirs, which provided a solid guarantee for his breakthrough.

Wang Bin slowly left the Hall of Merit. At this moment, he was in a particularly good mood, as if the sky above his head was bluer and the air around him was particularly fresh.

For some reason, he suddenly had an idea and a strong premonition came to his mind, thinking that he might really get lucky today.

The protagonists in those novels involuntarily emerged in his mind. They were often lucky enough to buy enviable things when they first entered Dafang Market to visit the stalls. They were either dusty magic weapons or powerful divine weapons.

Thinking of this, a burning flame suddenly ignited in Wang Bin's heart, and he immediately became energetic.

He secretly thought that with his unique vision and rich experience in both worlds, he might be able to find a big bargain in this market full of opportunities.

If you are lucky enough to pick up an incomplete magic weapon from the old man, it would be like climbing a ladder to heaven, soaring directly into the sky, and from then on you will have an unobstructed journey on the road to becoming an immortal.

With such a beautiful vision in mind, Wang Bin couldn't wait to ask passers-by for the direction of his destination, and then he walked towards that place full of hope with firm steps.

It turned out that this anticipated place was not far from the Merit Hall. It was a bustling market where the immortal cultivators of Xihai City gathered.

It is crowded and bustling here, as if it is a huge treasure land full of vitality and vigor.

There are actually neat rows of shops on the street, and the items sold in these shops are dazzling and varied, with all kinds of strange and exotic things.

These shops are opened by other forces or members of the Chamber of Commerce, and they gather all kinds of precious items here.

The things here are nothing more than necessities for cultivators such as elixirs and magical instruments, and each item is clearly marked with a price, making it easy to see at a glance.

However, because of this, there is basically no chance of finding a bargain.

Wang Bin just took a quick look, shook his head helplessly, turned and left.

He knew that it was almost impossible to find the real treasure here and get it at a low price.

Walking through this busy street, you will see street vendors further ahead.

This place is completely different from those shops. It sells a wide variety of things, including all kinds of strange and weird stuff.

There are no gorgeous signs or neat displays here, only simple stalls where stall owners casually place their items, waiting for people who know the goods to come and patronize them.

This is where you really have a chance of finding a bargain, because most of these stall owners are casual cultivators or lucky adventurers. They have obtained some unknown items from various mysterious places and then brought them here to try their luck.

Wang Bin walked between the stalls with anticipation. His eyes were like sharp detectors, constantly scanning the items on the stalls, trying to find the buried treasures among them.

On a stall, there are some ancient magical instruments. These instruments exude a mysterious atmosphere, as if telling of their former glory.

There are short swords, small tripods, jade pendants, etc. Each magical weapon has a unique shape and pattern, which makes people want to find out more.

Wang Bin first picked up a dagger and carefully injected a trace of spiritual power into it.

The short sword vibrated slightly, emitting a faint light, but this light was very weak, obviously not a high-level magic weapon.

He calmly put down his dagger. Although he felt a little disappointed, he did not give up hope.

Then he picked up a small tripod to examine it. There were some mysterious patterns carved on it. These patterns were intricate and seemed to contain endless mysteries.

Wang Bin looked at it carefully, trying to find some clues, but in the end he didn't find anything special.

Reluctantly, he secretly input spiritual power into it, but the small tripod did not respond at all.

In novels, this tripod is usually a good find, but the small tripod in front of him was so ordinary that Wang Bin couldn't help but feel confused.

The stall owner was a skinny old man with a weathered face, but his eyes revealed a shrewd look. He was also a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, and clearly had considerable experience on the path to immortality.

Seeing that Wang Bin seemed interested in these instruments, he enthusiastically introduced them:

"My fellow Daoist, the magical instruments on my stall were all obtained from ruins, and each one has a unique story. Perhaps there's a treasure you're looking for."

Wang Bin just smiled slightly, didn't say anything, and continued to choose at the stall.

He knew very well that in this situation, he could not easily reveal his true thoughts, otherwise the stall owner would easily raise the price.

Wang Bin was actually quite interested in this little tripod. He had just quietly squeezed it with all his strength, but the little tripod didn't react at all. At least the material was hard enough.

This made him feel that this small tripod might not be as simple as it seemed.

As long as the price was reasonable, he decided to buy it. He didn't resort to any clichéd tactics, such as clearly liking the small tripod but then going to buy something else, and then asking the stall owner to give him the small tripod as a gift after the deal was done.

He felt that doing so would be neither troublesome nor likely to succeed.

"Fellow Daoist, how many spirit stones does this small tripod cost?" Wang Bin finally couldn't help asking.

"It seems you're also an expert. I found this small tripod in a ruin. Although I haven't discovered its function, the material is very hard.

It could be a magic weapon, or at worst a spiritual weapon, that's the price!" The stall owner said, holding up a finger.

Wang Bin asked tentatively, "One thousand spirit stones?"

"Ten thousand!" The stall owner gave Wang Bin an unpleasant look.

Wang Bin was also speechless. This price is a bit expensive!

But he always felt that this tripod was a good thing, but he only had more than 8,000 spirit stones on him, which was far from enough to pay the price of this small tripod.

So, for the first time in his life, he shamelessly started to bargain.

He knew very well that in this kind of transaction, he could not give up easily. As long as he was patient, he would be able to buy the item he liked at a reasonable price.

After a fierce battle, both sides used all their skills.

The stall owner tried to raise the price, while Wang Bin tried his best to lower it.

Finally, after a long bargain, the price was brought down to five thousand spirit stones.

Both parties are quite satisfied and feel that they have made a profit.

Wang Bin thinks this is a good thing. Although he doesn’t know its specific function yet, he trusts his intuition.

The stall owner found this small tripod in the storage bag of an unlucky guy. After studying it for a while, he found that it was useless, but it was quite hard. However, he felt that it was a good thing.

I have kept it for more than ten years and still haven't sold it. Every time I come to Xihai City to buy supplies, I have to bring it to this market to set up a stall and sell it for a few days, but I still haven't sold it.

Unexpectedly, he finally sold it today. Five thousand medium-grade spirit stones exchanged for pills were enough for him to reach the perfection of foundation building.

However, when the stall owner saw the spirit stones in the storage bag that Wang Bin handed over, his face immediately changed.

The aura of the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage flashed across his body, as if a gust of wind was about to blow.

The main reason is that this is Xihai City, which has strict rules and order. He cannot be presumptuous, otherwise he will face severe punishment.

Moreover, the person opposite him was also wearing the uniform of a deacon from the West Sea Mountain Gate, which made him even more hesitant to act rashly.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and said to Wang Bin with gritted teeth:

"My friend, are you kidding me? What are you doing with five thousand low-grade spirit stones? I'm talking about five thousand medium-grade spirit stones."

"What? Five thousand mid-grade spirit stones? Are you kidding me? You dare to sell a magical tool that you don't even know what it is for five thousand mid-grade spirit stones? You think I'm a sucker."

Wang Bin pretended to be angry and walked away, feeling speechless.

Damn, I'm crazy about money, and this is considered a bargain?

Five thousand mid-grade spirit stones! Even if I sold it, it wouldn't be worth that much.

And the main reason was that he didn't have so many spirit stones. He felt extremely disappointed and angry, and felt that he had been cheated by the stall owner.

After this unpleasant transaction, Wang Bin walked around the street.

He found that most of the things sold at these stalls were similar to those sold in shops, but the prices were relatively cheaper.

However, there is no quality assurance for the items on the stalls, and whether they are good or bad depends entirely on your own eyesight.

This is precisely Wang Bin's weakness. He does not have the keen insight and rich experience to accurately judge the value of these items.

Moreover, he was really short of money and did not have enough funds to take the risk of buying those uncertain items.

At the same time, he also discovered a cruel fact.

When it comes to the foundation-building stage, the basic unit of measurement for the items used by cultivators is the default medium-grade spirit stone.

According to this exchange rate, he now only has eighty medium-grade spirit stones in his storage bag.

He couldn't afford anything that looked like a good thing, and the others were all Qi Refining Stage items, which were no longer of much use to him.

Forget it, let’s go back!

It is better to collect the 100,000 low-grade spirit stones in the Baiyun City defense formation first!

Wang Bin sighed helplessly. Although he felt a little disappointed, he did not give up hope.

He knew that on the road to becoming an immortal, opportunities and challenges always coexisted. As long as he continued to work hard, he would one day find his own treasure.

It all comes down to one word: poor!