Spirit Stone Market

Cheng Buzheng casually pushed aside a few jade slips and said with feigned nonchalance.

"Boss... how much for these few jade slips?"

The stall owner glanced at the unique markings on the jade slips and casually replied, "Two First-order Low-grade Cultivation Methods and one First-order Low-grade Spell, a total of thirty Spirit Stones!"

Cheng Buzheng frowned and said slowly, "The price you quoted isn't for common cultivation methods and spells, is it? Be reasonable with the price, and I'll buy them... If the price doesn't come down, I'll look around elsewhere!"

Hearing this.

The stall owner sighed inwardly. He knew that the jade slips contained common cultivation methods and spells in the cultivation world. In fact, all the jade slips on his stall were common cultivation methods and spells. The price he quoted earlier was just a test to see if the young man before him was a novice who had just entered the cultivation world. If it were an adult cultivator, he would never have quoted such a price.

After his plan failed, he didn't stubbornly stick to the price. Wasn't that going against the Spirit Stones? Moreover, jade slips weren't valuable. He could just re-engrave them later, which would only take some time and cost nothing. Now, only by offering a discounted price could he get the other party to buy them. This was the price of being too clever. After all, the high price he quoted earlier had already angered the other party. Furthermore, the other party had already pointed out that the cultivation methods and spells recorded in the jade slips were common goods, indicating that he was knowledgeable. What was the difference between stubbornly refusing to budge and leaving the Spirit Stones on the ground untouched? If the other party hadn't pointed it out or had tried to haggle, he might have been able to negotiate.

Thinking this, the stall owner glanced at the young man in front of him.

The stall owner cupped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist, I was presumptuous. To express my apology, I'll sell you these three jade slips for ten Spirit Stones!"

Cheng Buzheng's expression remained calm upon hearing this. He didn't show the slightest reaction even though the price was directly reduced by twenty Spirit Stones. He simply nodded, showing no intention of haggling, and completed the transaction with the stall owner without any delay.

As Cheng Buzheng walked through the stall trading area, he lamented inwardly. "There wasn't a single Eye Technique among the many jade slips on the stalls. It seems Eye Techniques are quite rare... I'll have to buy them from the sect. Fortunately... I found a low-grade spell to conceal my cultivation. I won't have to worry about my cultivation increasing and attracting unwanted attention later!"

He browsed absentmindedly and soon his gaze fell upon a stall. The stall owner was a very ordinary-looking young man wearing a Yellow Robe, with a dark complexion. He was a Mortal Cultivator at the Third Level of Qi Refining. In the bustling stall area, he appeared very unremarkable.

But, the items laid out before him caught Cheng Buzheng's attention.

He unhurriedly approached the stall and examined it carefully.

The stall displayed various spirit ores, a scrapped magic tool, and some magic tool fragments.

Seeing someone approach, the dark-faced stall owner immediately put on a simple, honest smile.

"Young man, the spirit ores I have here are not only of good quality but also cheap. If you buy in bulk, there are discounts. If you purchase a certain quantity, I'll even throw in magic tool fragments!

Look at the restriction patterns on this magic tool. Although it's broken, it must have been a magic tool of immense power originally. Even though this magic tool is scrapped, it can still be refined, and its value is considerable!

If you buy a certain amount of spirit ore, you can choose any of these magic tool fragments. I'm the only one in the entire Spirit Stone Market who gives away freebies!"

The stall owner held up the scrapped magic tool, a fiery red small sword, and introduced it to him.

Regardless of the dark-faced stall owner's eloquent sales pitch, Cheng Buzheng's face remained expressionless. He beckoned, and a piece of spirit ore flew into his hand.

Then, he examined it closely. This piece of green ore had a metallic luster. He knew it was a raw ore of Green Refined Iron, which was a first-order low-grade refining spirit material, not very valuable, and produced in abundance.

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng placed the Green Refined Iron Ore back on the stall. After scanning the stall with his gaze.

He discovered that all the spirit materials displayed on the stall were first-order low-grade, with limited value and abundant production.

No wonder he used such unconventional sales tactics; his stall had no spirit items with outstanding value.

Cheng Buzheng then glanced at the quantity of magic tool fragments, mentally estimating their price.

After a while.

He looked at the dark-faced stall owner with his honest smile and said, "How much spirit stones for all these... spirit ores?" As he spoke, Cheng Buzheng pointed to the spirit ores on the stall.

The dark-faced youth heard this and chuckled honestly, "Fellow Daoist... if you buy everything, it will only be fifteen spirit stones.

And I'll also give you this magic tool!"

He said, pointing to the only scrapped magic tool on the stall that remained intact!

Cheng Buzheng did not haggle with the stall owner. The more he bargained, the more the stall owner would think he was keen on the deal. He then said coldly, "Fourteen spirit stones... for all the spirit ores, the scrapped magic tool, and its fragments on your stall!"

The dark-faced stall owner's heart stirred, and he quickly shook his head.

"No... that's too much of a loss!"

Heard that.

Cheng Buzheng left without hesitation, turning and walking away without any lingering.

He stepped forward, walking along the road, counting in his heart:

"One, two, three... nine."

At this moment.

The dark-faced stall owner was dumbfounded. He had never seen anyone buy things like this. Seeing Cheng Buzheng actually leave, the stall owner became anxious. As he watched the other man walk away, step by step, almost past the second stall beside him.

"Eleven!"

The dark-faced stall owner's honest smile was gone, replaced by an anxious expression. He quickly called out to Cheng Buzheng, "Fellow Daoist, wait... I'll agree to your terms."

Cheng Buzheng heard this, turned around, and walked back calmly, feeling a sense of relief in his heart.

Actually, if the stall owner hadn't called him, he would have browsed around and returned later, having to accept whatever price the stall owner quoted. Fortunately, the stall owner had finally stopped him.

This method could only be used on small stalls and vendors. Trying to use it to haggle in shops would likely be impossible, but he would try if he had the chance.

After successfully completing the transaction with the stall owner, he couldn't find a single spirit stone on him.

However, he still didn't leave. Instead, he continued to wander around the stall area until he had walked through the entire area before stopping.

By this time, it was already dusk.

Cheng Buzheng didn't delay any further. He left the Spirit Stone Market directly. Seeing that there was no one around, a yellow light flashed, and he plunged into the ground, as easily and freely as a fish entering water.

Cheng Buzheng, six feet underground, transformed into a yellow light and sped back in the direction he came from. As he passed by the gorge surrounded by mountains, he had a thought. A yellow spirit light, six feet underground, rapidly ascended towards the gorge surrounded by mountains.

PS: I'm setting out a big bowl, asking all handsome, dashing, and elegant Fellow Daoists to cast their votes into it!

Excited... First trial push.