"Junior Brother, you don't know, do you?"
Wang Dun looked at He Pingsheng, smiled slyly, and said, "This bottle of Low Grade lieyang flower pollen can sell for a high price of over ninety Spirit Stones!"
"We two brothers can sell half a bottle, and then you'll get thirty Spirit Stones, and I'll get twenty!"
"How about it?"
He Pingsheng shook his head and said, "Senior Brother, you're confused... This pollen has to be sold at Fenghe Estate. Fenghe Estate and Senior Kumu Zhenren must be familiar with each other. If we sell it privately, wouldn't we be walking into a trap?"
"Hehehe..." Wang Dun chuckled and said, "That makes some sense!"
"How about this, we can keep it for now and sell it later. Fenghe Estate might not even notice us!"
He Pingsheng then said, "Senior Brother, you're confused again. Senior Kumu Zhenren said that this pollen easily loses its fire spiritual power. Once the fire spiritual power is completely lost after some time, wouldn't it become useless? How could it be exchanged for Spirit Stones?"
"Hahahaha..." Wang Dun burst into laughter upon hearing He Pingsheng's words and said, "Good, good, good... Well said!"
"Junior Brother, actually, I was testing you just now!"
"I was just afraid you secretly hid the pollen!"
"You're right, this pollen is useless even if we hide it!"
"First, we two definitely can't sell it!"
"Secondly... if it's hidden for too long, not even a long time, within three months, its spiritual power will definitely be lost!"
"I didn't expect Junior Brother to be so clever, seeing through it at a glance."
"Here, these are three Spirit Stones!" Wang Dun took out three Spirit Stones and handed them to He Pingsheng: "Senior Kumu Zhenren asked me to prepare them. He said if you passed the test, these three Spirit Stones would be your hard-earned compensation for these past days!"
"If you didn't pass the test, you'd certainly be in for a beating today!"
He Pingsheng immediately got goosebumps all over.
Damn it!
These people truly are, every single one of them, good at scheming.
"Thank you, Senior Brother!" He Pingsheng bowed and took the three Spirit Stones.
At this moment, he already possessed five Spirit Stones.
Kumu Zhenren, that fellow, was quite generous.
Hmm... perhaps it's because he earns a lot.
Just now, Senior Brother Wang Dun also said that one bottle of this stuff could sell for over ninety Spirit Stones. Ten bottles a month would be nine hundred.
Hiss hiss hiss...
Indeed!
He still earns a lot.
"Let's go!" Wang Dun took out a paper crane.
He Pingsheng asked, "Where are we going?"
Wang Dun said, "What else could we be doing... We're going to Matou Mountain Market to sell Senior Kumu Zhenren's pollen. Otherwise, if the fire spiritual power is lost later, who can bear the responsibility!"
"Open..."
Wang Dun infused a trace of spiritual power into his body, and the paper crane instantly transformed into a yellow immortal crane.
Of course, it wasn't a real immortal crane, just a Puppet, and not a particularly lifelike one at that.
He Pingsheng had seen this paper crane before in the Outer Sect's second-floor Chang Yi Pavilion, sold for five Spirit Stones each, capable of carrying a thousand catties, and traveling a thousand li in a day.
And it could be activated three times.
"Get on!" Wang Dun was the first to land on the paper crane, then said, "Junior Brother He, you also quickly get on. There's no time to lose!"
"Alright!" He Pingsheng figured Kumu Zhenren and Wang Dun wouldn't scheme against a penniless person like him, so he leaped onto the paper crane's back.
"Hold on tight... Roar roar... Let's go..."
Whoosh...
The paper crane's wings fluttered slightly, and in an instant, it soared into the sky.
The valley beneath slowly shrunk, and the entire Tai Xu Sect gradually diminished.
It was He Pingsheng's first time flying, and he felt a sense of unreality. He reached out and pinched his leg hard.
Wang Dun laughed heartily beside him: "Don't worry, it's not a dream!"
"Junior Brother He, is this your first time riding?"
He Pingsheng nodded: "Yes!"
"It's fine!" Wang Dun comforted him: "You'll get used to it after riding a few more times!"
As he spoke, he controlled the paper crane's speed and direction, heading southeast.
"Matou Mountain Market is three thousand li from our Tai Xu Sect, not far. We can get there in a morning. If we leave in the morning and arrive by noon, we can still return to Tai Xu Sect before evening!"
The wind howled, distorting Wang Dun's voice slightly.
Just as Wang Dun said, after about two hours, the two of them descended from the Void Realm and landed in a valley.
This valley was very large, with a small town at its mouth.
The town was bustling with all sorts of people, all of them Cultivators.
It was extremely lively.
He Pingsheng's Divine Thought swept out, and most of the Cultivators coming and going here had cultivation levels at or below the fourth layer.
"Junior Brother He..." Wang Dun said, "Don't use your Divine Thought casually. It's very impolite. If you encounter those eccentric Cultivators, it might lead to a fight, and losing your life is a common occurrence."
He Pingsheng hadn't known this before, so he quickly retracted his Divine Thought.
Wang Dun continued, "This is Matou Mountain Market!"
"Within ten thousand li around here, there are dozens of Sects like our Tai Xu Sect. These dozens of Sects all belong to one Alliance, named the Dao Xuan Alliance."
"And Matou Mountain is basically in the most central position of this Dao Xuan Alliance, so a Market was set up here!"
"To allow everyone to communicate and exchange goods!"
"Of course, it's not just Disciples from various Sects, but also many Loose Cultivators!"
After listening to Wang Dun's words, He Pingsheng gained some understanding of Matou Mountain and the Dao Xuan Alliance.
He Pingsheng followed Wang Dun all the way.
He found that there were many merchant associations in Matou Mountain.
As far as the eye could see, both sides of the street were filled with merchant associations selling various goods.
There were also many individual Cultivators setting up stalls on the ground.
Wang Dun pulled He Pingsheng directly into the shop named Fenghe Estate.
"Shopkeeper Liu!" Wang Dun walked to the counter, chuckled, and said, "I am a Disciple of Immortal Master Kumu Zhenren from the Tai Xu Sect!"
"Oh!" Shopkeeper Liu looked up and said, "So it's Fellow Daoist Kumu Zhenren's Disciple, please, please... What brings you here...?"
Wang Dun said, "My Master is unable to come due to some matters, so he sent his Disciples to help him sell some pollen. It's all high-quality lieyang flower pollen. Please take a look!"
As he spoke, He Pingsheng opened a cloth bag, inside which were eleven bottles.
"Hehe..." Shopkeeper Liu smiled and said, "Alright... Let me take a look!"
He carefully opened all the bottles and, after examining them, nodded and said, "Not bad, it's ten and a half bottles in total, all of Low Grade quality. According to the previous price, each bottle is ninety-six Spirit Stones, making a total of one thousand and eight!"
"Alright, you can go now!"
After speaking, Shopkeeper Liu waved his hand directly.
He Pingsheng was stunned: He wants us to leave without giving us Spirit Stones?
Then, Shopkeeper Liu added, "Wait... I need to give you a seal of authentication. Otherwise, how will you two explain it to that Kumu Zhenren?"
