Selling Stolen Goods! Magical Tools! [Monthly Ticket Request]

Yun Clan Chamber of Commerce.

The shop stood right beside the Gathering Immortal Pavilion. Disguised as a hunched old man, Lin Chang'an slowly stepped inside through the wind and snow.

"Senior."

A shop attendant came forward to greet him, but the hunched cultivator Lin Chang'an had disguised himself as calmly released the pressure of the Qi Refining Late Stage. The attendant's face immediately turned pale.

"Go fetch your Shopkeeper."

"Senior, please wait a moment."

Just as the attendant was speaking ingratiatingly, Lu Qingqing came down from the second floor with a smile on her face.

"Senior, please come upstairs."

Looking at the familiar Lu Qingqing, Lin Chang'an knew this Junior Sister was meticulous and shrewd. To avoid letting her see through anything, he directly snorted and sent a voice transmission.

"I heard the Yun Clan Chamber of Commerce has a High-Grade Alchemist. Tell him I have four-hundred-year-old spirit herbs. It depends on whether you want them."

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingqing's heart leaped with joy, and an even brighter smile appeared on her face.

Second floor.

The hunched old man Lin Chang'an had disguised himself as calmly looked around.

Across from him, Lu Qingqing could barely conceal her excitement as she cautiously exchanged secret voice transmissions with the Chamber of Commerce's High-Grade Alchemist.

This High-Grade Alchemist was over seventy and at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer. Yun Yao had invited him here—or rather, Yun Yao had promised to protect his descendants. It was entirely a transaction.

"Not bad. One of these two spirit herbs is four hundred years old, while the other is around three hundred and fifty to sixty years old. More importantly, their root systems have been preserved intact."

After the White-Bearded Alchemist finally nodded and confirmed that there was no mistake, Lu Qingqing beamed with delight. These were all scarce goods.

"Senior, after inspection, these two herbs are of excellent quality. We can offer you one thousand Spirit Stones for the four-hundred-year-old herb. The other is slightly inferior, so we can only offer six hundred Spirit Stones."

A difference of only a few decades in age had created such a vast gap in price.

Lin Chang'an understood this as well. This price was quite fair.

"One thousand seven hundred Spirit Stones!"

As the hoarse voice echoed out, Lu Qingqing narrowed her eyes. She had already guessed that these spirit herbs were probably of questionable origin, but with the Li Fire Palace at her back, whether they were clean or not did not matter. As long as they were genuine, that was enough.

"Senior is forthright. One thousand seven hundred Spirit Stones it is. Consider it the Yun Clan Chamber of Commerce making a friend of you. If you have any treasures in the future, feel free to come here."

The hunched old man Lin Chang'an had disguised himself as nodded hoarsely.

It was a swift transaction. Lin Chang'an left behind the two herbs, took the one thousand seven hundred Spirit Stones, and turned to leave without the slightest hesitation, vanishing directly into the wind and snow.

Inside the shop, the elderly Alchemist frowned and said gravely.

"Shopkeeper Lu, that man left in a great hurry. I'm afraid these two spirit herbs are of questionable origin."

Yet Lu Qingqing merely smiled calmly upon hearing this.

"There are countless treasures of dubious origin in the Market these days. At a time like this, who still cares about such things?"

Hearing that, the Alchemist said no more and instead lowered his head to admire the spirit herbs.

Even he rarely encountered four-hundred-year-old spirit herbs.

Lu Qingqing narrowed her eyes. She had no intention of investigating where these two spirit herbs had come from. She hoped Yun Yao could use them to exchange for more Sect contribution.

The steadier Yun Yao stood, the better their future would be.

With the wind and snow howling around him, the hunched old man Lin Chang'an had disguised himself as changed disguises several more times along the way before appearing before the Treasury Pavilion of the Mystic Sound Pavilion.

"I'd better spend these Spirit Stones quickly."

Who knew whether these Spirit Stones carried any traces? He did not want a single careless mistake to expose a flaw.

As the saying went, earn Spirit Stones in the Market, spend Spirit Stones in the Market—do not even think of taking a single one home.

The reason this had gone so smoothly was because he knew Yun Yao was not in the Market. The Yun Clan Chamber of Commerce's strongest cultivators were only at the Qi Refining Late Stage, unable to see through his disguise.

That was the importance of scouting things out beforehand.

Treasury Pavilion.

"I want an Upper-Grade Magical Tool of the Wood-Attribute, a Flying Needle-type concealed weapon. Preferably one especially effective at countering protective spiritual light."

On the familiar second floor, facing the familiar Shopkeeper, the disguised Lin Chang'an stated his request in a hoarse voice.

The Shopkeeper smiled upon hearing this. "Upper-Grade Magical Tools? Easy enough."

With a lift of his hand, two small brocade boxes floated out from behind him.

"Fellow Daoist, please take a look."

As the two vermilion brocade boxes opened, the Shopkeeper pointed at the first one with a proud smile.

"Escape Light Needle, an Upper-Grade Magical Tool. There are nine needles in the full set, each as fine as an ox hair and extremely difficult to detect. It is absolutely indispensable for self-defense."

"And the second is the Green Phosphorus Needle, forged from the roots and stems of six-hundred-year-old Green Phosphorus Grass along with refined gold. Not only is it incomparably sharp and specialized in breaking protective spiritual light, it also contains potent poison."

The first was a set-type Magical Tool, which placed rather high demands on Divine Sense. More importantly, since it was a set of nine, each individual needle was naturally inferior to a single Upper-Grade Magical Tool.

After all, his Wood Spirit Thorn could only achieve extraordinary results in a sneak attack. If the first strike missed, it would become difficult afterward.

Thus, Lin Chang'an secretly shook his head. He could only give up on the first set of Magical Tools.

The second one emitted a soft green radiance. Green Phosphorus Grass was inherently highly poisonous, so this one was not bad.

"The first is a little too thin. The second is a little too short."

As Lin Chang'an shook his head, the Shopkeeper stared blankly, seeming to find him somewhat familiar.

Looking closer, the Shopkeeper was stunned. Wasn't this the same person from last time who had complained that they were too large and too long? This time, he was complaining that they were too thin and too short.

The Shopkeeper was left speechless. Such finicky demands were truly strange beyond measure.

"How many Spirit Stones for the second one?"

However, Lin Chang'an's next words left the Shopkeeper speechless. He clearly had his eye on the second one, yet he still wanted to haggle down the price.

"One thousand four hundred Spirit Stones."

"Too expensive. If it were a set-type Magical Tool, it would be worth that price. A single Flying Needle-type Magical Tool is worth at most one thousand one hundred Spirit Stones."

Ordinary Upper-Grade Magical Tools generally cost around one thousand Spirit Stones. Concealed weapons such as Flying Needles were somewhat more expensive.

After a round of haggling, the Magical Tool was finally sold for one thousand three hundred Spirit Stones. Yet Lin Chang'an did not hurry to pay. Instead, he looked at the Shopkeeper and said hoarsely.

"Bring out another Upper-Grade defensive Magical Tool. I want one with good concealment."

Hearing that he was making another purchase, the Shopkeeper immediately beamed with delight.

"Fellow Daoist, Flying Needle-type concealed Magical Tools are rare, but there are plenty of defensive Magical Tools."

With a lift of his hand, seven brocade boxes appeared at once. There were shield-type and bell-type defensive Magical Tools, but in the end, Lin Chang'an chose a treasure armor that could be hidden beneath a Dharma Robe.

"Fellow Daoist has a good eye. This Golden Silk Scale Armor is not only soft in texture but exceptionally tough. At a critical moment, it can also release golden light to protect the body. One thousand one hundred Spirit Stones, please."

What an old fox!

Lin Chang'an was speechless. He would dare say that extra hundred Spirit Stones had definitely been added deliberately by the Shopkeeper.

Sure enough, the Golden Silk Scale Armor was ultimately sold for one thousand Spirit Stones.

The two Upper-Grade Magical Tools were purchased for a total of two thousand three hundred Spirit Stones.

In less than a day, Lin Chang'an had not only spent all one thousand seven hundred Spirit Stones that had yet to grow warm in his hands, but had even added another six hundred of his own.

Even if those Spirit Stones had some problem, they were now in the Mystic Sound Pavilion. They had nothing whatsoever to do with him.

After he left the Treasury Pavilion and his figure disappeared into the wind and snow, the Shopkeeper on the second floor looked at the Spirit Stones and muttered with narrowed eyes.

"These times really are getting more chaotic by the day. Upper-Grade Magical Tools are selling this quickly."