A moment later, Fang Qing walked out of the Wind-Listening Tower and sighed.
The scarcity of spiritual treasures in this world surpassed even his imagination.
Elder Mu had seemed well-informed, so Fang Qing had tried asking about pills that could increase a Dao Foundation cultivator's magical power, or spiritual treasures that could help an Early Dao Foundation cultivator break through.
But Elder Mu had shaken his head repeatedly. There might still be a few potent pills for increasing magical power, he said, but those were resources the Shangyong Sect had been forced to release to maintain its hold on Northern Profound Commandery.
As for miraculous pills or spiritual treasures that could help an Early Dao Foundation cultivator break through? There was no trace of any.
"If even Dao Foundation spiritual treasures are like this, how am I supposed to break through to Purple Mansion someday?"
Fang Qing was at a loss for words.
Ancient Shu's bad habit of hoarding anything even slightly higher-grade—or allowing only those of the same rank to trade for it—would undoubtedly obstruct his grand undertaking of trade between two worlds.
But there was nothing he could do. Without enough strength or influence, everything was difficult.
He sighed and, for the time being, abandoned the idea of using the pearl to change his appearance and cultivation art, then selling large quantities of goods at high prices to other shops.
Not only would that make him easy to expose, it would bring little benefit.
Even if he could buy a great many Qi Ingestion spiritual treasures, they would hardly meet the needs of Dao Foundation cultivation.
Spiritual materials in this world were scarce beyond belief. Most transactions were barter; there were not even spirit stones to serve as a general medium of exchange.
Fang Qing wandered through the