"For this Red Flame Herb, I bid fifty mid-grade spirit stones," a slightly plump nobleman said in an arrogant tone. He was Wang Hu, the patriarch of the Wang Family, and he controlled half of Luofeng City's spirit herb resources.
"Sixty," Lin Taichu said, his voice calm and utterly unruffled.
Wang Hu turned to look at Lin Taichu. Seeing that his clothes were ordinary and that he was not a familiar noble, a trace of disdain flashed through his eyes.
"Where did some wild cultivator crawl out from, daring to fight me for something? Seventy. If you dare raise the price again, don't blame me for being rude."
Lin Taichu ignored his threat and said lightly, "One hundred mid-grade spirit stones."
The moment he said this, the surrounding nobles all looked over. One hundred mid-grade spirit stones were enough to buy three Red Flame Herbs like this. No one had expected this unfamiliar cultivator to be so lavish.
Wang Hu's face darkened. Though he had money, he was not willing to spend so many spirit stones on a single Red Flame Herb, so he could only snort coldly and turn to leave.
Lin Taichu walked forward, handed one hundred mid-grade spirit stones to the maid at the side, and put away the Red Flame Herb.
His reserves of spirit stones were ample, and he did not care about this bit of spending. As long as he could find useful treasures, even more spirit stones would be worth it.
Continuing forward, Lin Taichu saw a black jade pendant. Complex lines were carved into the jade pendant, and it emanated a faint spatial power.
He picked up the jade pendant and circulated his Soul Power to examine it. He discovered that this jade pendant could block off part of the curse's power.