I Don't Care What You Think—I Care What I Think
In a secret chamber in Heavenly Crafts Hall, Shi Yue spoke with a red-robed old man whose face was flushed with good health.
The old man was Shopkeeper Lin Bin of Heavenly Crafts Hall, a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator. When Lin Bin learned that Shi Yue's master was possibly an Integrated Body Great Talent, he thumped his chest and promised that Heavenly Crafts Hall would handle the reconstruction of Immortal Herb Pavilion. He would make sure they used the best materials and finish the job in half a day.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, I'd like to reserve some Thousand-Year Spirit Herbs. Do you have these varieties?" As he spoke, Lin Bin took a Green Jade Slip from his sleeve and handed it to Shi Yue.
Shi Yue swept it with his divine sense and replied with a faint smile, "We do. However, to reserve Thousand-Year Spirit Herbs, you must spend at least five million Spirit Stones. Ordinary customers can't reserve rare Thousand-Year Spirit Herbs; only VIPs can. You need to spend fifty million to become a VIP at Immortal Herb Pavilion."
Lin Bin didn't know much about Immortal Herb Pavilion, which was why he had sent Li Yingyue there to gather information. By sheer coincidence, she had run into Shi Yue's conflict with Nangong Yan.
He had no reason to doubt Shi Yue. It was hardly surprising for a disciple of an Integrated Body Great Talent to say such a thing.
However, reserving Spirit Herbs and Spirit Plants at Immortal Herb Pavilion required a deposit equal to one-fifth of the transaction amount. For five million, that meant a deposit of one million.
"I'll think it over. If I decide to reserve any Spirit Herbs, I'll come visit you in person."