Although the shop had opened,
Li Ping certainly had no time to manage it himself. He would remain in his cave abode and concentrate on cultivation, leaving Meng Wanjun primarily responsible for managing the White-Gathering Pavilion.
The spiritual qi in the market ward was of second-tier upper-grade quality, enough to meet her cultivation needs as a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.
Considering that Meng Wanjun was not skilled at running a business,
Li Ping had specifically commissioned a brokerage to hire two experienced Qi Refining cultivators in their seventies or eighties. These two elderly cultivators would serve as appraisers, handling the purchase and sale of secondhand magic artifacts, while Meng Wanjun oversaw everything and controlled the spirit stone expenditures.
Her cultivation was higher than theirs, and she held the purse strings. Presumably, neither elderly cultivator would dare deceive her.
Moreover, Li Ping had examined the information provided by the brokerage.
He knew that both elderly cultivators had spent most of their lives in Spirit Firmament City. They had good reputations and no shady pasts, and could be considered people with clean backgrounds.
They had toiled for half their lives and wanted only to earn more spirit stones through their skills to nurture their descendants.
Li Ping believed that unless they truly disowned all their kin and cared nothing for the lives of anyone connected to them, they would not dare risk offending a Core Formation Cultivator by lining their own pockets.
Inside the White-Gathering Pavilion,
Two cultivators who looked little different from middle-aged men entered the shop. Upon seeing Li Ping, they immediately bowed respectfully. "Greetings, Senior!"
Li Ping's gaze settled on them, and he nodded slightly. "Mm. No need for such formalities."
"Thank you, Senior," the two elderly cultivators replied respectfully.
Of the two, the cultivator on the left, wearing a