Chapter 74 Unexpected News
Chapter 74 Unexpected News
Lin Shan brought his belongings and first came to the Equipment Refining Pavilion to inquire how to recycle the magic weapons.
The shopkeeper took out a magnifying glass, which seemed to be a "detection tool", and bent over the counter, and began to check carefully with his presbyopic eyes.
About a quarter of an hour later, the shopkeeper put away his heirloom. Looking at the two magical instruments in front of him, he shook his head at Lin Shan:
"This is a low-level magic weapon, made of fine iron. There are two broken edges on the blade. It should have been damaged by external forces. I can barely afford it for 5 spirit stones."
"This insect breeding tower is intact, but because it was used to raise flying ants, most of it was destroyed by the internal gnawing. It can only be worth 7 spirit stones."
After hearing this, Lin Shan couldn't help but frowned: "Boss, if we use these two magic weapons now, the effects will be no different from normal low-level magic weapons. You are lowering the price too much!"
The shopkeeper picked at his mustache and said, "Your two magic weapons only look fine, but they are actually very badly damaged. They will be completely scrapped after a few uses. By then, they will be worth the price of scrap metal. You should be content while you can still make some money back!"
Lin Shan curled his lips. He didn't believe it at all. If it were someone else, they might be skeptical, but he, Lin Shan, was a cheater! The enhancement panel didn't mention any hidden dangers of these two magic weapons. What nonsense are you, a small shopkeeper?
Seeing that he was talking nonsense, Lin Shan didn't waste any more words, took back the magic weapon and turned to leave.
After crossing a street, we arrived at the Treasure Pavilion.
The Treasure Pavilion also accepts everything, so Lin Shan took out the two magic weapons again. It turned out that the appraiser here was more reliable, but the price he gave was not high, 8 spirit stones for one and 10 spirit stones for the other.
Lin Shan thought about it and felt that the difference was beyond his expectations.
After all, the market price of the fine iron magic sword is 20 spirit stones, and the small insect breeding tower is 30 spirit stones. These two items are obviously in good use now. I might as well set up a stall and sell them as second-hand magic tools to see if I can transfer them.
So he took back the two magic weapons, took out the remains of the Soul Wooden Fish, and looked at the appraiser with burning eyes.
As soon as the appraiser behind the counter saw the Soul Wooden Fish, his eyes immediately widened!
He secretly glanced at Lin Shan and found that he was staring at him intently.
He had to pretend to cough, and then pretended to take out a "needle"-shaped magic weapon to identify it. It seemed that every appraiser had a "livelihood tool". Seeing him twisting the needle and drilling it around, he seemed very professional.
"Hmm, it seems to be the remains of some wooden fish magic weapon. I'll give you two spirit stones."
The appraiser pretended to be happy that he had made a fortune.
Lin Shan sneered, "This is the remains of a high-level magic weapon, the Soul Wooden Fish. My elder personally fought with the Black Lotus Cult's messenger and gave it to me after destroying it!"
Lin Shan not only pointed out the origin of this Soul Wood Fish, but also implicitly warned the appraiser that he had a backer.
The appraiser looked embarrassed after hearing this, thinking, "Why didn't you tell me the origin earlier? This is so hurtful!"
He had no choice but to make another offer: "Well, it's the remains of a high-level magic weapon, but it's too badly damaged, only half of it is left. Look at the edge, how about 20 spirit stones?"
Lin Shan said expressionlessly: "The material of this high-level magic weapon is 100-year-old soul wood. The market price of only recycled third-level spiritual material soul wood is no less than spirit stones!"
The appraiser was embarrassed again. "Why didn't you tell me earlier if you knew the materials? This is so hurtful!"
He had no choice but to make another offer: "This soul wood is not much, and it seems to have been struck by lightning, causing the spiritual pattern to dissipate. 40 spirit stones!"
After some bargaining, the price was finally settled at 45 spirit stones, and Lin Shan walked out of the Treasure Pavilion feeling tired.
These unscrupulous businessmen are such bastards!
……
When I arrived at the stall area, there seemed to be a good flow of people today.
Lin Shan picked a place to set up a stall, and put the weapon refining experience and the low-level magic sword together, priced at 30 spirit stones. The beast control experience and the insect breeding tower were put together, priced at 40 spirit stones. After all, the "weapon refining experience" and "beast control experience" are two beginner textbooks in the six arts of cultivation, and the store also sells them for 20 spirit stones. The fine iron sword and the insect breeding tower also cost 20 and 30 spirit stones respectively. For those casual cultivators who want to buy second-hand goods, it is not a loss to sell them in this bundle.
As the weather gradually approached noon, monks came to set up stalls on both sides of the forest mountain.
As luck would have it, the man on the left was the talisman vendor who sold him the Blood Burning Talisman and the Invisibility Talisman that day, and the man on the right was the spell vendor who sold him the Hurricane Spell. The two seemed to be good friends, and had just hung out somewhere, and when they came to the stall area there was no good spot, so they had to come to Lin Shan to set up their stalls.
Now, these two "pseudo-immortal second generation" who secretly came out to resell without telling their elders at home are sandwiched between him on the left and right.
"What a coincidence, I'm from that day," Lin Shan introduced himself.
The two of them suddenly realized something, and it was unclear whether they really remembered it or had forgotten it long ago. Then the three of them started chatting with each other.
When the three of them were setting up the stall, they were bored and started bragging to each other and talking about all sorts of things.
The talisman stall owner tells the story of how he followed his family elders to the East China Sea and met a mermaid princess;
The magic vendor tells the story of how he followed his family elders to the Western Desert and encountered an ancient Buddha cave in the desert;
Lin Shan tells the story of how he followed the sect elders to southern Xinjiang to kill the envoys of the Black Lotus Sect, a major evil sect.
The three of them praised each other highly and became more and more interested as they talked. They couldn't wait to kill chickens and cows, swear an oath with blood, and become sworn brothers in the street.
It was not until halfway through the conversation about the "Yichuan Auction" that Lin Shan fell silent and listened quietly to the two of them bragging.
The magic stall owner said: "Speaking of which, Yichuan has a small auction every year and a large auction every five years. This year happens to be a large auction. Maybe some good things will come out."
The talisman stall owner said: "The finale treasure of last year's small auction was the small magical talisman refined by my great grandfather - the Blazing Fire Burning Heaven Talisman!"
The magic vendor said: "Brother Dao's Murong family is indeed very powerful, with a Jindan Zhenren in charge. It is really enviable!"
The talisman stall owner: "No, no, Brother Dao's family is not bad either!"
The magic stall owner: "I heard that there will be foundation-building pills at this year's auction. Have you heard about it, brother?"
The talisman stall owner said: "This is already known to all the major cultivation families. It is said that last time ten foundation-building pills were auctioned for a total of 50,000 spirit stones, which is almost as much as the price of the magic weapon fragments!"
The magic stall owner said: "Yes, nowadays, the spiritual flowers and herbs of old age in the world of cultivation are becoming less and less. The cultivation cycle of spiritual plants of major sects and families is simply not enough to keep up with the frequency of use. There is a shortage of low- and middle-level cultivators, which is worrying!"
The talisman stall owner: "That's right."
……
The two of them were just cultivators in the Qi training stage, but they began to discuss the major issues in the world of immortal cultivation, giving advice and writing passionately.
Lin Shan listened in the middle with his ears perked up, and heard a lot of useful information. After all, he practiced all day long, and didn't have many local friends. He was oblivious to what was happening outside, and had no way to get this information.
When he heard that the entry threshold for Yichuan's large auction in three days would require a late stage of Qi training, he quietly calculated that it seemed that he still had time to break through before then.
Especially when the two of them mentioned in their next conversation that the auction was currently also accepting consignments, and the items had to be at least mid-level spiritual objects, he was instantly moved.
He actually had two mid-level items in his hand, one was the cold iron sword and the other was the core of the purple spirit fruit.
Of course I can’t sell the Cold Iron Sword, but maybe I can give the Purple Spirit Fruit core a try?
(End of this chapter)