Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 146 Master of Weapon Refining
Nie Ruyue made up her mind, and then began to take out the monster materials in the two storage bags one by one to check and discuss the price with Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan also knew that he would never have another chance to hunt so many monsters at once.

This batch of monster materials will support his cultivation in the foundation-building period, so he is extremely concerned about it and does not pretend to be generous. He does not bargain with Nie Ruyue over every penny.

Two hours later, the two men finally decided on the price of the materials for the forty-six monsters, a total of twenty-four thousand three hundred spirit stones.

This is an extremely astonishing price. The market price of a top-grade spiritual weapon is only about 10,000 spiritual stones.

Chen Yuan's cultivation was only at the early stage of foundation building, but the spiritual stones in his hand were enough to buy two top-grade spiritual weapons, which even exceeded the wealth of many cultivators in the late stage of foundation building.

However, he did not have such an idea. Using a top-grade spiritual weapon consumes a lot of true energy, and "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit" is a practice of both the Dharma and the body, focusing on the body. The true energy in Chen Yuan's body cannot be said to be thick. If he uses a top-grade spiritual weapon again, he will have difficulty lasting in the fight.

On the contrary, a top-grade spiritual weapon is powerful enough and does not consume too much true energy, making it the most suitable for Chen Yuan.

After Nie Ruyue finished counting and checking all the monster materials, she stood up and bowed to Chen Yuan: "This amount of spirit stones is huge, and the spirit stones I carry with me are not enough. I will go and get them and give them to you. Please wait for a while, fellow Daoist Chen."

Chen Yuan raised his hand to stop him: "Master Nie, wait a minute. In addition to this batch of monster materials, I also have a batch of magic tools. I wonder if Master Nie is interested?"

When pricing the monster materials just now, Nie Ruyue gave a very fair price, and Baoguang Pavilion's financial resources were also strong enough. Chen Yuan did not bother two masters for one thing, and planned to sell the dozen or so magic weapons in his hands to Baoguang Pavilion.

Nie Ruyue was surprised, but she immediately covered it up and said, "Are the magic tools in Daoist Fellow Chen's hand as numerous as these monster materials? If so, I don't have enough spirit stones to buy the magic tools in Daoist Fellow's hand."

Chen Yuan shook his head and said, "I only have a dozen magical instruments in my hand. With your strength, you should be able to take them all."

Nie Ruyue felt relieved: "In this case, please take out the magic weapon, Fellow Daoist Chen. I will definitely give you a good price."

No matter how strong the financial resources of Baoguang Pavilion are, it cannot come up with 40,000 or 50,000 spirit stones at once. If Chen Yuan has too many magical instruments, she can only give up this business with great pain.

However, more than a dozen magical instruments are not a small number. Together with this batch of monster materials, Nie Ruyue will need to use most of the spirit stones in Baoguang Pavilion to complete this deal.

Chen Yuan touched his storage bag, and fifteen magical instruments of various types appeared on the table out of thin air, all emitting a faint spiritual light.

Nie Ruyue just took a glance and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes.

Among these fifteen magic weapons, ten are top-grade magic weapons, and the remaining five are high-grade magic weapons, which also look brilliant and of extraordinary quality.

If they could buy these fifteen magic weapons and then refine the huge amount of monster materials into top-grade magic weapons, Baoguang Pavilion could hold a magic weapon auction and invite all the independent cultivators at the tenth level of Qi Refining in Lingyun Market to make a fortune.

As the head of Baoguang Pavilion, her status will also rise accordingly.

With this thought in mind, Nie Ruyue dared not neglect Chen Yuan anymore and was determined to make this deal happen.

She immediately picked up the magic weapon on the table, examined it carefully, and discussed the price with Chen Yuan.

Since Baoguang Pavilion still wanted to resell the magic weapon, the price offered by Nie Ruyue was 10% to 50% lower than the market price.

After pricing all the instruments, Nie Ruyue apologized, "I have already given the highest price within my authority, but I need to leave a certain profit margin, so I will let you suffer a little loss. Please forgive me."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "I am not an unreasonable person. I have seen that Nie is making concessions and I am very satisfied with this deal."

Nie Ruyue's eyes softened: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please wait a moment. I will fetch the spirit stone and give it to you."

After saying that, she stood up, bowed to Chen Yuan, turned around and walked out of the quiet room.

A quarter of an hour later, Nie Ruyue came back in and handed a storage bag to Chen Yuan: "Please have a look, Fellow Daoist Chen."

Chen Yuan took the storage bag, looked inside, and found that it contained 339 medium-grade spirit stones.

Among them, the monster materials were worth 243 medium-grade spirit stones, and the 15 magic tools were sold for a total of 9,600 spirit stones, or 96 medium-grade spirit stones, which added up to exactly this number.

Chen Yuan nodded and said, "The spiritual stones are exactly the same. This batch of monster materials and magic tools will be handed over to Chief Nie."

He raised his hand and handed the three storage bags in front of him to Nie Ruyue.

Nie Ruyue grabbed the three storage bags and couldn't help but smile.

If she succeeds in this deal, she will surely be rewarded by the clan.

She put away the storage bag and saw that Chen Yuan had no intention of leaving. Instead, he picked up the white jade teacup and sipped gently. She knew that there must be something else, so she asked, "Fellow Daoist Chen, do you have anything else to sell?"

After hearing this, Chen Yuan put down his teacup and said, "I don't have anything else to sell, but I have a magical instrument made of a unique material. I wanted to ask Fellow Daoist Nie Ming to take a look, but I didn't expect that he was not in the market. So I want to ask the master of refining in your pavilion to identify it. I wonder if Master Nie can help introduce it?" Nie Ruyue smiled and said, "This is a simple matter. Fellow Daoist Chen, please follow me."

She turned and walked out of the quiet room. Chen Yuan stood up and followed her, going to the third floor with Nie Ruyue.

As they went upstairs, Nie Ruyue said softly, "What a coincidence! My great-uncle just refined an excellent mid-grade spiritual weapon a few days ago and has nothing to do. If Fellow Daoist Chen had come a few days earlier, I'm afraid we would have to wait for a while."

Chen Yuan's heart moved, and he smiled and said, "It seems that Chen has come at the right time."

He understood what Nie Ruyue meant. She was telling him that there were spiritual weapons for sale in Baoguang Pavilion, and that they were of excellent quality. If Chen Yuan was interested, he could sell them to him.

The two came to the third floor and stopped outside a room.

Nie Ruyue said: "This great-uncle of mine has been immersed in the art of refining weapons for many years and rarely interacts with people. He is a straightforward person. If my words are offensive, please forgive me."

Chen Yuan responded: "I understand."

Nie Ruyue then raised her hand and injected a trace of true energy into the door of the room. She moved her lips slightly and said a few words silently.

A faint light shone on the door. After a while, it opened silently, and an old voice came from the room: "Come in."

Chen Yuan followed Nie Ruyue and walked in.

In the room sat an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in simple linen clothes. He was sitting at the table, holding a jade slip in his hand, and checking the contents with his eyes slightly closed.

There was no visible spiritual light on his body, so it was impossible to tell his specific level of cultivation.

After the two of them entered the house, he put down the jade slip and looked over.

Nie Ruyue bowed deeply and said, "Third uncle, this is the Daoist Chen that my niece mentioned. This batch of monster materials and magic tools were just sold to us by Daoist Chen. Please have a look at them, Third uncle."

As she spoke, she took out the three storage bags and handed them to the old man in hemp clothes.

The old man in hemp clothes took the storage bag, probed his consciousness into it, and showed surprise on his face. He said repeatedly: "Great! The quality of this batch of monster materials is excellent, and the quantity is so large that it is enough to refine more than 20 top-quality magic tools. This deal is a good deal! Hey, why does this flying sword look like the work of Ziyang Sect? This jade bowl seems to be a kind of defensive magic tool of Guiyuan Sect..."

The old man in hemp clothes was mumbling to himself. Nie Ruyue's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he interrupted: "Third uncle, we can look at this batch of magic tools later. Fellow Daoist Chen has a magic tool in his hand, the material of which is unknown. I would like to ask Third uncle to identify it."

She had no intention of exploring Chen Yuan's secret, for fear that the old man in hemp clothes would say a few more words and offend Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan didn't care about it. Instead, he gained more confidence in the old man in hemp clothes.

This person has a sharp eye and might be able to tell the material of the strange gloves.

The old man in hemp clothes also came to his senses at this time. He returned the storage bag to Nie Ruyue, stood up, and bowed to Chen Yuan, saying: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please sit down and talk."

Chen Yuan bowed in return and sat down opposite the old man in hemp clothes.

Nie Ruyue smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, I have things to deal with, so I won't bother you any more."

She bowed to Chen Yuan, saluted to the old man in hemp clothes, left the room and closed the door.

The old man in hemp clothes stroked his beard and laughed: "What magical instrument do you want me to identify, Fellow Daoist Chen? You can take it out now."

Chen Yuan slowly raised his hands: "Daoyou, please look."

The old man in hemp clothes moved his gaze over and saw Chen Yuan stretching out his palms. Two transparent gloves as thin as cicada wings slowly fell off and hung in the air.

The old man in sackcloth held his beard with his left hand, staring at the gloves intently, with a look of delight on his face: "Interesting, interesting! This pair of gloves was worn by fellow Taoist, and even this old man was able to hide it from me. They must be extraordinary!"

Without even looking at Chen Yuan, he raised his hand, grabbed the glove, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully with his eyes wide open.

The old man in hemp clothes checked other people's magic weapons without asking the owner, which was a very offensive act.

But after being reminded by Nie Ruyue, Chen Yuan knew that the old man in hemp clothes was a person obsessed with refining weapons and only had refining skills in his eyes. He did not mean to offend him, so he did not care about it and just sat there and watched quietly.

The old man in hemp clothes checked for a full quarter of an hour, injecting true energy into the gloves, his brows sometimes relaxed and sometimes frowned, and he took out a few jade slips from the storage bag and looked through them, muttering to himself, saying all kinds of words that Chen Yuan could not understand.

After a long time, he put down the gloves, looked up at Chen Yuan, his face full of anger, and shouted: "How did you make this pair of gloves? This is the silk of the thousand-year-old snow silkworm, but you only made it into a pair of gloves. It's really a waste of precious materials!"

(End of this chapter)