Chapter 100: Two Thousand Spirit Stones

The market price for spirit rice was one spirit stone for ten pounds. Selling to rogue cultivators in the market district naturally required a slightly lower price than the market rate.

When He Song was in the Bamboo Mountain Market, he had inquired about this. Typically, a five percent discount was expected.

In other words, if He Song sold ten thousand pounds of spirit rice, the market price would be one thousand spirit stones.

However, selling to rogue cultivators with a five percent discount would net him only nine hundred and fifty spirit stones.

The missing fifty spirit stones would naturally be the rogue cultivator's profit.

There was no other way. If He Song wanted to quickly sell his spirit rice and have someone else spend the time selling it, he would have to offer a discount.

This would save him a lot of time.

At the same time, being able to quickly obtain spirit stones and leave would reduce the risk of being targeted while setting up a stall.

Of course, if he sold too much in the market district under the watchful eyes of others, he would likely be targeted immediately.

When he left the market, he would undoubtedly have some unwanted followers. This was something He Song wanted to avoid.

Therefore, the idea of trading with rogue cultivators in the market district was quickly dismissed by He Song.

On the other hand, selling directly to the Spirit Herb Pavilion, although the price would be slightly lower than what rogue cultivators offered, would eliminate the risk of being targeted.

Moreover, selling spirit rice at the Spirit Herb Pavilion would ensure that only the people from the Spirit Herb Pavilion would know about the transaction, reducing the risk of being targeted by others.

Selling spirit rice at the Spirit Herb Pavilion was a one-on-one transaction, so He Song wouldn't have to worry about his personal safety.

As a department under the Earth Sect, the Spirit Herb Pavilion in various markets had a certain level of credibility.

Even if He Song were selling over twenty-two thousand pounds of spirit rice, most rogue cultivators would still choose to handle their transactions at the Spirit Herb Pavilion, even for precious spirit herbs.

The prices offered by the Spirit Herb Pavilion weren't too low, and there was a reason for this.

If the Spirit Herb Pavilion offered prices that were too low for precious spirit herbs, most rogue cultivators would choose to trade privately rather than sell to the Spirit Herb Pavilion.

As a department under the Earth Sect specializing in buying and selling spirit herbs, the Spirit Herb Pavilion couldn't allow this to happen.

Only by establishing good credibility and providing a safe environment would rogue cultivators be willing to sell their precious spirit herbs to the Spirit Herb Pavilion for a fair price, without worrying about any repercussions.

This would prevent them from hoarding precious spirit herbs and letting them rot.

It was the Spirit Herb Pavilion's duty to acquire precious spirit herbs within its jurisdiction and supply them to the Earth Sect's disciples.

This was one of the reasons for its existence.

As for spirit rice, the market price was one spirit stone for ten pounds.

Selling to the Spirit Herb Pavilion required a ten percent discount.

In other words, selling ten thousand pounds of spirit rice to the Spirit Herb Pavilion would net He Song nine hundred spirit stones.

This price was slightly lower than selling to rogue cultivators in the market district.

However, the Spirit Herb Pavilion was also much safer.

Naturally, for the sake of safety, He Song's best option was to sell his spirit rice directly to the Spirit Herb Pavilion in this market.

As for whether there would be any investigation into the origin of the spirit rice afterward, that was none of He Song's concern. The person who appeared in the Spirit Rabbit Market was Han Feiyu—what did that have to do with He Song?

"I am the rogue cultivator Han Feiyu. I have some spirit rice I wish to sell. May I discuss this with you, fellow Daoist?"

Upon entering the Spirit Herb Pavilion, He Song saw someone approaching him and immediately cupped his hands in greeting, altering his voice to sound deeper and muffled.

At this moment, He Song's cultivation level was at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Although he had activated the Breath Concealment Art, making it impossible for others to detect his cultivation level, He Song deliberately released a faint aura of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

This aura ensured that others wouldn't underestimate him, while also leaving no trace of his true aura for others to identify.

In the market, a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining was not to be underestimated.

If one broke through to the late stages of Qi Refining, they would be considered a notable figure even in the market.

Although the Spirit Rabbit Market had more cultivators than the Bamboo Mountain Market, this still held true.

Most cultivators in the late stages of Qi Refining gathered in the Green Wall Immortal City, leaving only a handful in the markets.

A cultivator like He Song, at the sixth level of Qi Refining, was already considered quite strong.

Naturally, the person in front of He Song didn't dare to be negligent.

"Ah, Senior Han, please follow me to the VIP room. A manager will discuss the details with you."

This was a young man with only the first level of Qi Refining. Upon hearing He Song's words, he immediately cupped his hands in greeting and led He Song to the VIP room.

After ushering He Song into the VIP room, the young man first prepared a pot of tea for him before excusing himself.

Soon, the door to the VIP room opened again, and a handsome young man entered calmly.

"I am Jiang Jun, the manager responsible for purchasing spirit herbs and spirit rice at the Spirit Herb Pavilion. It's a pleasure to meet you, Fellow Daoist Han."

As soon as he entered, the man cupped his hands and smiled at He Song.

He Song returned the gesture, exchanging pleasantries.

After some small talk, the two sat down opposite each other, and Jiang Jun took a sip of tea before preparing to begin the transaction.

"Fellow Daoist Han, may I take a look at the spirit rice you wish to sell?"

Jiang Jun's cultivation level was the same as He Song's, at the sixth level of Qi Refining. It seemed that his claim of being a manager at the Spirit Herb Pavilion was genuine.

Upon hearing this, He Song quickly retrieved a small storage bag from his black robe and placed it on the table with a thud, indicating that Jiang Jun could inspect it.

This small storage bag contained a total of twenty-two thousand pounds of spirit rice.

As for the remaining few hundred pounds, He Song had left them at his home in the Bamboo Mountain Market for his personal consumption.

Jiang Jun, after receiving He Song's permission, quickly picked up the storage bag.

As he probed it with his spiritual energy, his eyebrows raised slightly, and a flicker of surprise passed through his eyes.

"A total of twenty-two thousand pounds of spirit rice.

The grains are plump and smooth, clearly high-quality spirit rice grown in an area rich in spiritual energy."

When Jiang Jun looked back at He Song, he saw that He Song's expression was calm, as if he had already anticipated Jiang Jun's assessment.

After a moment of contemplation, Jiang Jun spoke again.

"Fellow Daoist Han, are you looking to sell all of this spirit rice? This is high-quality spirit rice. I am willing to purchase it all for two thousand spirit stones. What do you think?"

Twenty-two thousand pounds of high-quality spirit rice had a market value of two thousand two hundred spirit stones.

However, the Spirit Herb Pavilion typically took a ten percent cut as profit. Based on this calculation, He Song should have received one thousand nine hundred and eighty spirit stones.

However, the price Jiang Jun offered was a flat two thousand spirit stones. Although it was only twenty spirit stones more than the expected price, this was something He Song hadn't anticipated.

Why would someone offer more money than necessary?

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, shouldn't it be one thousand nine hundred and eighty spirit stones? Why two thousand?"

(End of Chapter)