Seeking Immortality In The World Of Cultivation

Chapter 136 - 136: 135: 10,000 Spirit Stones

“Why does this name sound a bit off?”

After finding the location of the closest Flowers Immortal Pavilion to him, a thought flashed through He Song’s mind.

But then he shook his head and cast the thought aside.

He was here to sell goods.

Not to look for flowers.

Whether it’s called Flowers Immortal Pavilion or whatever, it didn’t matter.

It didn’t affect his selling spirit rice and disposing of stolen goods.

After one last glance at the valley that had been completely shrouded by Array Skills, He Song’s figure soared up into the air, swiftly heading towards the location of the Flowers Immortal Pavilion.

Soon.

In just one day, He Song appeared at the entrance of the Flowers Immortal Pavilion.

At this time, He Song was completely covered in a black robe, constantly using the Breath Concealment Formulas to hide all his breath.

With such attire, He Song seemed incredibly mysterious.

However, there were similarly dressed people passing by from time to time, so He Song’s appearance wasn’t very conspicuous.

Scanning the surroundings, He Song’s figure halted slightly.

Flowers Immortal Pavilion.

Named after the variety of spirit flowers planted within the pavilion.

Unlike other pavilions, the Flowers Immortal Pavilion did not have spirit rice planted on the periphery.

Instead, it was covered in enchanting spirit flowers.

These spirit flowers were used for making incense, adding flavor to spirit alcohol, bathing cultivators, and more.

In short, spirit flowers were of great value.

Immediately, he was enveloped by a fragrant aroma.

It was the season of blooming flowers, and as He Song looked around, he felt as if both he and the entire Flowers Immortal Pavilion were immersed in a sea of flowers.

Countless spirit flowers were competing for attention in the flower field, bringing an intense visual impact.

But He Song merely paused for a moment before his gaze shifted to the map of the Flowers Immortal Pavilion placed at the entrance.

The map showed various areas of the Flowers Immortal Pavilion and the location of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion that He Song was looking for.

Flowers Immortal Pavilion.

They also had a Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

Although this place was full of spirit flowers, cultivators also needed spirit rice for their daily cultivation.

The Spiritual Medicine Pavilion in the Flowers Immortal Pavilion bought and sold spirit flowers as well as spirit rice.

After a glance at the map.

He Song remembered the different areas of the Flowers Immortal Pavilion and strode in.

This time.

He Song’s cultivation had reached the Qi-refining late stage, and his mood when selling spirit rice and disposing of stolen goods was quite different from before.

When he first sold spirit rice, he was cautious, fearing that he might be watched.

Now, with his Qi-refining late stage cultivation level, although he was still careful, his mind was much calmer than before.

At least, with his strength guaranteed, he was no longer afraid of those insignificant people.

Even if he couldn’t win a fight, he could still run away.

With this mindset, He Song as a whole became more confident.

Even the pace at which he walked was a little swifter.

This was the benefit that strength brought to him.

Flowers Immortal Pavilion. Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

In the VIP room.

He Song took a sip of the spirit tea and a satisfied look flashed through his eyes.

Indeed, the Flowers Immortal Pavilion had excellent spirit tea, combined with a rich floral aroma that was unforgettable.

“Mr. Han, does our Flowers Immortal Pavilion spirit tea meet your standards?”

Next to He Song, a wealthy-looking young man with curved eyebrows inquired with a smile.

This man’s name was Fang He, the Steward in-charge of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion at Flowers Immortal Pavilion, who was taking care of He Song.

Facing He Song, a Qi-refining late-stage cultivator, even Spiritual Medicine Pavilion dared not to be careless.

Execution.time: 180s

As soon as He Song entered the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, the spiritual pressure of a Qi-refining late-stage cultivator immediately alarmed him.

Then, He Song was directly escorted into the VIP room.

Moreover, he was personally attended to by Fang He, the Steward of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

“Not bad, such spirit tea, even compared to Green Immortal Spirit Tea, has its unique charm. Good tea, good tea.”

Putting down the teacup, He Song casually complimented.

Then, he waved his hand.

Suddenly, a small cargo storage bag appeared on the table in front of He Song.

He Song had come here not to drink tea.

But to sell spirit rice.

Having a sip of tea was just a courtesy to the host. More importantly, it was about selling spirit rice.

“This is…”

Seeing this, Fang He took a look and, after getting He Song’s approval, picked up the small cargo storage bag from the table.

Then, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

“Eleven thousand catties of spirit rice, is Mr. Han from a Foundation Establishment Clan?”

When He Song came here, he used Han Feiyu as his name when introducing himself.

As for his real name, there was no way he’d reveal it.

Moreover, since the name Han Feiyu had appeared once before, using it again would serve to confuse others.

So when Fang He spoke, he addressed He Song as Mr. Han.

He Song didn’t answer Fang He’s question, just silently stared at him without saying a word.

It wasn’t until a moment later when Fang He felt uneasy and started sweating that He Song withdrew his gaze.

“Mr. Fang, how much spirit stone can I get for this spirit rice?”

Without answering Fang He’s question, He Song directly asked for the price.

According to He Song’s estimation.

When selling spirit rice in the Immortal Pavilion’s Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, generally speaking, they would take a 10% profit margin.

The eleven thousand catties of spirit rice he offered could be sold for eleven thousand spirit stones at market price.

However, deducting the 10% profit would make the selling price of these eleven thousand catties of spirit rice drop to nine thousand nine hundred spirit stones.

Such a deduction made He Song’s heart ache slightly.

But to sell these spirit rice quickly, He Song had no choice but to sell.

He simply didn’t want to get caught up in mind games and potential danger with loose cultivators over such a small amount of spirit stones.

Bothersome.

Too troublesome.

Therefore, sacrificing some profit and selling all the spirit rice in one go to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion was what He Song needed to do.

“Eleven thousand catties of spirit rice, minus the 10% profit, is nine thousand, nine hundred spirit stones.”

Seeing that He Song didn’t answer his question, Fang He cautiously began to speak, but soon came up with another price.

“Of course, Mr. Han, this spirit rice of yours is of top quality – full and rich in spirit Qi. I can offer ten thousand spirit stones to take it all.”

“I just hope that if you have the chance in the future, you will visit our Flowers Immortal Pavilion Spiritual Medicine Pavilion again.”

As he spoke, Fang He wore a flattering smile, as though he genuinely anticipated He Song’s return.

Seeing this, He Song cautiously examined Fang He and, upon finding nothing suspicious, he nodded in agreement..