Mythology Management System

"One hundred spirit stones?!" Fu Jiu was shocked, but on the surface he remained as still as a meditating monk, showing no sign of emotion.

"The price is reasonable." Fu Jiu smiled, seemingly unconcerned, but inwardly a storm was brewing.

One hundred spirit stones, converted to the current Chinese currency, one spirit stone is roughly equivalent to ten thousand RMB, so one hundred spirit stones would be a full one million!

What's terrifying is that an ordinary first-tier demonic beast only costs around 10,000 yuan, but he simply transformed two first-tier demonic beasts slightly, and their value increased fiftyfold!

This is real exorbitant profit!

In his previous life, he rose to power too late and had no powerful backing. He was ostracized wherever he went and always lived a very frugal life.

With Crystal Tree now, it seems I'll never have to worry about money again.

The appraiser adjusted his glasses, his eyes shining brightly: "If you have any similar items, our crystal auction house can offer you a fair price."

“That’s all.” Fu Jiu shook his head and said, “This fruit was found by chance in the wild by my companions, and there’s only one left.”

Even with just this one, Fu Jiu couldn't guarantee he wouldn't be targeted after going out. If he took out a few more, who knew if the Crystal Auction House would turn on him and kidnap him?

When you're on the street, you can't be too careful; he'd seen plenty of double-crosses in his past life.

"I see." A hint of disappointment appeared appropriately in the appraiser's eyes.

"Since that's the case, we won't try to stop you any longer. Here is your membership card from our Crystal Auction House. We hope you will accept it."

Fu Jiu didn't stand on ceremony, took the card and put it directly into his pocket.

"Just give me the spirit stones in cash, no need to transfer money."

"No problem." The waiter smiled and pushed over a sandalwood box the size of a watermelon, inside which were neatly arranged a hundred spirit stones.

Fu Jiu casually stuffed the wooden box into his bag without checking it, and turned to leave.

"Take care, sir." The waiter's smile lasted until Fu Jiu closed the door.

"Your Highness, should we send someone to keep an eye on them?" As soon as Fu Jiu left, the waitress seemed to change her demeanor immediately, and her tone became cold.

“I told you not to call me Crown Prince. That was in my past life and has nothing to do with this one.” The young appraiser removed the human skin mask from his face, revealing a face completely different from the one before.

Many people who have received the inheritance of great power like to show off their strength everywhere, but Prince Li is completely different. He prefers to hide in the shadows and deliver a fatal blow.

"Yes, young master," the waiter immediately replied.

"Hmm." The appraiser nodded in satisfaction.

“I can sense that I have never seen this person before. Regardless of whether he is an ordinary person or not, we must send someone to investigate him.”

"But what if the other party has some connections..." the waiter reminded him, his voice somewhat low.

"That's why it's perfect to hand this kind of thing over to those mad dogs from the Black Dragon Society." A sinister glint flashed in Prince Li's eyes, so that even if the matter was exposed, it would be difficult to trace it back to the Crystal Auction House.

"Young master is very insightful," the waitress said with a coquettish smile, covering her mouth.

"You should go down now. I've tampered with the box. It shouldn't be difficult to find the person by following the clues. If the person is really an ordinary person, we must find out if he has any secrets!"

"Yes, young master." The waiter bowed slightly and withdrew.

"An ordinary person?" Prince Li's face showed a hint of amusement.

"If a second or third-level cultivator were selling this item, it wouldn't attract my attention. But if it's an ordinary person, then it's quite intriguing."

On the other side, Fu Jiu hurried out of the auction house, not having time to appreciate the bustling scenery around him, nor did he plan to take a car.

After walking about four or five hundred meters and turning several corners, Fu Jiu squatted down in the shadows of a small alley.

He never expected that the crystal auction house was actually owned by the Li family, nor did he expect that the young appraiser he had just met was actually the Li family's heir, otherwise he would never have risked coming here.

After changing his clothes and taking off his baseball cap, Fu Jiu opened the sandalwood box and poured all the spirit stones into his briefcase. As he went out, he saw a garbage truck driving by and, on a whim, threw the sandalwood box and his membership card onto the garbage truck.

Then, Fu Jiu returned the way he came as if nothing had happened, and on the way he happened to run into a few thugs with black dragon tattoos on their bodies who were walking in a hurry.

"Sure enough, there are ghosts."

Fu Jiu looked in the direction the group of people had left and muttered to himself, "Isn't that the direction the garbage truck was heading?"

"Black Dragon Club?"

Thinking of the tattoos on those people's bodies, Fu Jiu frowned. He had no connection with the underground forces in Qingshui City. The only thing he could be related to was probably the Qi and Blood Fruit he had just sold.

It's highly likely that the Crystal Auction House is colluding with the Black Dragon Society, trying to obtain clues about the Blood and Qi Fruit from him.

The leader of the Black Dragon Society, Black Dragon, is a fourth-level cultivator. In his previous life, he was the Dragon King who controlled a great river and was considered one of the top figures in the underground forces of Qingshui City.

The third and fourth tiers are a watershed moment in cultivation. Reaching the fourth tier allows one to use some of the supernatural abilities from their previous life, making them far superior to cultivators at the third tier.

"If you want to die, I wouldn't mind sending you on your way." Fu Jiu sneered. If he hadn't been cautious enough, it would have been obvious what would have happened next.

Fu Jiu will not let any of those who dare to mess with him get away with it. When it comes to fighting, he has never been afraid of anyone. Moreover, with the help of the Qi and Blood Fruit, he can quickly improve his strength and come back to get revenge in a while.

After circling around a few times to make sure no one was following him, Fu Jiu slowed down and began to observe the surrounding scenery.

This place truly lives up to its reputation as the city center; its level of prosperity far surpasses that of Dongcheng District.

Towering buildings nearly 100 meters tall stand upright, like giants supporting the sky, and various shops and shopping malls are everywhere.

The only thing that puzzled Fu Jiu was that he didn't see any places selling cultivation resources. After making some inquiries, he realized that the shops selling cultivation resources had long since separated from ordinary shops and formed their own system.

There are seven streets in Qingshui City that secretly sell resources for cultivators. These streets are jointly controlled by three underground forces, one of which is the Black Dragon Society that Fu Jiu was just mentioning.

As for the other two, they are quite interesting. One is called Yulongdao, and the other is called Zhanlongge. Together with the previous Black Dragon Society, these three are known as the "Three Underground Dragons" by all the forces in Qingshui City.

Two tigers cannot share one mountain, let alone three dragons. These three families have had their share of friction on a regular basis.

Yulongdao keeps a low profile, while the grudges between the Black Dragon Society and Zhanlong Pavilion have become the topic of conversation among the residents of Qingshui City.

After making some inquiries, Fu Jiu secretly kept this grudge in mind, knowing there would be plenty of opportunities to take revenge later.

Fu Jiu hailed a taxi and chuckled when he saw a familiar figure in the seat. It was the same taxi driver from before! What a small world! He'd run into him again in the blink of an eye.

The driver also saw Fu Jiu, and it took him a moment to react.

"Hey, young man, we meet again. Heading back now?"

"Mm." Fu Jiu nodded.

"Did you bring enough money this time?" the driver asked with a smile.

"That's enough." Fu Jiu was a little embarrassed. He hadn't brought much money with him when he came, and he had even taken out a one-yuan coin to make up for the fare.

"Alright, let's settle the remaining fare from last time first," the driver said with a squinting smile.

Fu Jiu: "Huh??"