Spending Money
Thanks to Luo Li and his group's mischief, Sang Ying and the others were finally no longer trapped in the guest courtyard and were allowed to come and go freely.
They didn't let down the benefits Luo Li had secured for them; that very day, under the watchful eyes of several Limitless Sect disciples, they went to the town at the foot of the Limitless Sect Mountain and bought a lot of things.
Since the Limitless Sect is paying for everything, they naturally won't be polite.
The other two sect leaders were busy arguing with Sect Master Wu, so they didn't travel with Sang Ying and the others. Fortunately, Fu Shuangjiang was arranged to go down the mountain with them.
Because of the presence of those Limitless Sect disciples, Sang Ying and the others were careful not to say anything out of turn. Fu Shuangjiang simply acted like a proper host, leading them on a tour of the nearby towns.
Like all towns in the Cultivation World, this place also has a sizable market. Not only do disciples of the Limitless Sect set up stalls to sell their goods, but also independent Rogue Cultivator from all over the country come here to earn Spirit Stone.
The market is divided into the East Market and the West Market. The East Market sells low-grade elixirs and talismans, as well as some trinkets that Rogue Cultivator have found in secret realms. The West Market, on the other hand, is run by shops owned by some powerful Lineage in the Black Tortoise Realm. All the Law Artifact and pills there are of high quality, and nothing is cheap.
Sang Ying and her companions simply strolled around the East Market, casually picking out a few small items they liked, without spending even a hundred low-grade Spirit Stone.
The Limitless Sect disciples who came with them breathed a sigh of relief. Although they had brought a considerable amount of Spirit Stone stones as instructed by their sect leader and were not worried about not being able to pay, they still felt somewhat resentful that their own sect's disciples had never received much preferential treatment, yet they had to spend so many Spirit Stones on this group of outsiders.
Fortunately, these people had some sense of shame and were too embarrassed to accept the valuable items. This improved the Limitless Sect disciples' impression of them somewhat.
But soon, they realized they had been too optimistic.
"The East Market is full of useless trinkets. If we're talking about treasures, the West Market has far more." Fu Shuangjiang, who hadn't said much until now, suddenly remarked after glancing at the expressions on the faces of the Limitless Sect disciples.
The disciples' expressions suddenly changed. One of them was about to say something when Dong Fuzhu interrupted, "Great! We haven't seen the sights of the West Market yet. Senior Brother Fu, why don't you take us to broaden our horizons?"
Fu Shuangjiang naturally had no reason to refuse, and at the request of Dong Fuzhu and the others, she led them directly to the West Market.
On the contrary, the few disciples of the Limitless Sect were ignored by everyone before they could even utter a word of persuasion.
Watching their figures gradually disappear into the distance, the group had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow.
They all came from major sects; surely they wouldn't be so easily swayed? The group muttered to themselves.
With Fu Shuangjiang leading the way, the group soon appeared on the bustling West Market Street.
Compared to the simple and unpretentious East Market, the West Market was clearly several levels above.
Leaving aside the magnificent and tall buildings along the entire street, the difference between the two sides can be seen simply by looking at the smooth and even bluestone slabs under their feet.
The moment the Limitless Sect disciples following behind them stepped onto the ground, their hearts began to bleed.
Seeing their reluctant expressions, Sang Ying and her group became even more enthusiastic.
Dong Fuzhu, in particular, took advantage of her young age and perceived lack of understanding, and kept urging Fu Shuangjiang to take them to the best and most expensive stores to broaden their horizons.
Fu Shuangjiang readily agreed, and before the group had even warmed their feet on the bluestone slabs, they hurriedly entered the largest and most luxurious shop in the West Market.
The five-story building was filled with the faint aroma of spiritual tea, and the surrounding decor revealed its extraordinary nature.
As soon as they entered, it was as if they had stepped into a new world; they looked at almost all the treasures in the building.
Jimo Xuan picked up the jewel-encrusted sword from the shelf and brandished it a couple of times, saying half-jokingly, "This sword is quite nice; it'll definitely impress people."
Seeing this, the shop assistant quickly flattered, "Yes, yes, this sword has been in our shop for a long time, but it hasn't found a suitable owner. It's fate that you've chosen it at first sight! I think there's no one in the world more suitable for this sword than you."
"Alright, I'll take it!" Jimo Xuan nodded, gesturing with his chin to the Limitless Sect disciple following him. "Go pay."
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up. This sword had been unsellable for a long time because it was too flashy and the price was too high. Now that Jimo Xuan had come along, he naturally wasn't going to let it go.
When Jimo Xuan nodded in agreement to buy, he bowed and pretended to lead the way for the person who was paying, insisting on making sure the deal was finalized.
The disciple, seething with anger, wanted to say no, but couldn't bear the humiliation, so he left with the shop assistant.
Upstairs, Ji Fucang selected a fiery red whip, casually flicked it a couple of times, and then revealed a satisfied expression. "Very good, perfect for my junior sister."
Dong Fuzhu, who was standing beside him, remained silent, even though she knew perfectly well that their Senior Brother Ji's junior sister was a swordswoman.
After him, Dong Fuzhu and her two companions showed no mercy either. Bai Kejin chose a high-grade magic robe engraved with defensive formations, Lan Fusheng selected a zither that could be considered the store's prized possession.
After much deliberation, Dong Fuzhu finally bought all the ethereal dresses in the store.
When the Limitless Sect disciples following behind them were led downstairs to pay their bills, they only saw the shopkeeper holding his golden abacus, frantically clicking away.
Finally, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "Distinguished guests, you have been waiting for a long time. You have spent quite a bit of money at our shop today, so as a token of our gratitude, I've decided to give you a discount."
The expressions on their faces softened slightly.
"The discounted price is 570,000 high-grade Spirit Stone. Would you like to pay now, or after we return the goods to you?" The shopkeeper looked at them expectantly.
He recognized the Limitless Sect robes the group was wearing. The Limitless Sect, a major sect in the Black Tortoise Realm, and they could definitely afford to pay a mere 500,000 Spirit Stone. So the shopkeeper wasn't worried at all that they would renege on their promise.
And just as he had thought, the disciples, touching their Storage Bag containing only tens of thousands of mid-grade Spirit Stone, could only suppress their sorrow and let them send the items back to the sect.
"The sect's steward will give you the Spirit Stone then," one of them said with a bitter face.
They dared not leave at this time, after all, besides paying these people to be taken advantage of, they had also received a mission from the sect leader to monitor them.
If they're gone, it wouldn't be good if these outsiders caused any trouble.
The disciples had a good idea and quickly wrote their names on the bill. Then they followed Ji Fucang and his group again, diligently serving as their followers.
However, they weren't stupid. After returning, they carefully examined Ji Fucang and his group, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one had left their sight.
However, one of the disciples' gazes lingered for a moment on the tall female cultivator in the crowd. This female cultivator named Sang Ying seemed somewhat different from before.
A flash of inspiration struck him, but the disciple failed to grasp it.
His doubts lasted only a moment, and he was soon interrupted by Jimo Qing's calls.