My path to immortality began with my posting to guard Dawancun.

Chapter 51 Poor Ghost
Don't use the suspect, but don't use it.

In that case,

Shen Changchuan did not hesitate and handed the storage bag containing all the spirit grains to Guo Cheng.

As for those who relied on personal connections and relationships, Shen Changchuan simply decided not to get involved anymore.

It involves relying on personal connections and relationships; you don't even need to think about how complicated that process is.

If that doesn't work, we can just sell it at the market price.

He was too lazy to expend a lot of his energy to earn an extra ten or so spirit stones.

Shen Changchuan has always had a very clear understanding.

The vast majority of things are external objects.
Only cultivation and strength are truly your own, and the things you should value most.

Exchange contact information with each other,

Shen Changchuan parted ways with the others.

He then stopped by other places along the way and casually inquired at a nearby shop that bought spirit grain. The price offered was one spirit stone for ten and a half catties of spirit grain.

This was not unexpected for him.

These merchants clearly knew each other and had an unspoken understanding with one another.

Basically, they're all the same price.

Not much will change.

Perhaps a skilled negotiator or a seasoned negotiator could negotiate for half a day and raise the acquisition price slightly, but probably not by much.

It's simply not worth the effort.

Shen Changchuan was too lazy to ask any further questions.

He then turned onto the square where the stalls were set up.

The square was packed with stalls, covering an area the size of more than a dozen football fields.

The stall owners here include individual merchants who came from Qingcheng with the caravan, as well as some independent cultivators, heads of small cultivation families in the village, and so on.

These people may have found some rare and precious materials in the wild, or they may have stumbled upon some treasure by chance.
However, dissatisfied with the low price offered by the large merchant for the acquisition, he spent some rent to set up a stall here, hoping to find a suitable buyer and sell it at a satisfactory price.

Of course, there will be quite a few scams and frauds involved.

such as,

As Shen Changchuan passed by a stall piled high with old bottles, jars, and other antique items,
The stall owner was boasting wildly that the items on his stall were dug out of an ancient tomb.

But he was blind to the value of what he had and could not distinguish what was a treasure among them.

A few days ago, someone bought a bronze jar. After the customer used his magic to cleanse it of its impurities and reactivate it, it turned out to be an unknown ancient treasure!

He witnessed the guest chanting an incantation, and the bronze jar immediately expanded upon exposure to the wind, emitting a dark golden light.

At this point, the stall owner regretfully slapped his thigh, saying that he had made a mistake and sold it for less than his fair price. The item looked like a top-quality magical artifact that could trap people, but he had sold it for only ten or so spirit stones.

That look of extreme regret,
Shen Changchuan felt that even if the best actor from his previous life came, he probably wouldn't be able to act as well as him.

The onlookers were all stunned.

Quite a few people actually reached out and touched the antique items on the stalls.
He looked eager to try.

However,

Shen Changchuan clearly scoffed at this.

Although he had fantasized about being like the protagonist in an old fantasy web novel, where he could pick up a brick and turn it into an ancient artifact, and then use it to dominate the world and become invincible.

But he's long past that immature, adolescent age.
Daydreams are just daydreams.

In the previous life,
In places with high foot traffic, such as hospital entrances and pedestrian overpasses, there are countless vendors dressed as migrant workers, displaying old porcelain or jade artifacts covered in mud on their stalls, claiming they are antiques unearthed from construction sites.

have to say,

The methods of this stall owner are worlds apart from those of the guys in my previous life.

Want me to spend money? Absolutely not.

Shen Changchuan strode away.

Fortunately, Shen Changchuan didn't come away empty-handed.

At the stalls in the square, some vendors advertised high prices for buying monster materials, ores, spiritual materials, and other miscellaneous items.

After asking several vendors for prices, Shen Changchuan chose the one offering the highest price and sold all the monster materials he had on hand.

He sold the hide of the giant demon boar he killed on the way to Dawancun for fifteen spirit stones.

The crocodile demon skin that followed also sold for twenty spirit stones.

Other than that,

The spoils of war from the Four Fiends of Heshan, the leader of the men in black, and other enemies, including ores and spiritual materials, were sold for forty spirit stones.

In total, seventy-five spirit stones were deposited into the account.

They made a small fortune.

Even so,

The high prices around him still made him sigh with envy.

Needless to say, the prices of those magical artifacts are exorbitant. Even a simple spell like Wind Blade Technique costs several spirit stones!

Moreover, these are produced by unknown street vendors, with absolutely no guarantee whatsoever.

If it's a pill, adding anything could cause contamination, leading to the dissipation of spiritual energy and rendering it a useless pill. So there's no need to worry about its safety.

However, if there are any hidden techniques within the magic that one cultivates, it would be very difficult to discover them before one has successfully cultivated them!
The spellbooks sold by large merchants are guaranteed, but their prices are several times higher!
Such is the nature of magic.
Those pills are even more outrageous!
It was only after asking that Shen Changchuan realized that the bottle of thirteen Qi-Inducing Pills he obtained after killing the Four Fiends of Heshan was actually worth nearly four hundred spirit stones!

Yes,

The price of a single Qi-Inducing Pill is a whopping thirty spirit stones!

Upon learning of this, Shen Changchuan almost gasped in shock, his entire body going numb.

The original experience of taking the Qi-Inducing Pill, which allowed him to break through a realm within two months,

This made him think about buying some new elixirs when he came to Wujiaji.

It is used to assist one's own cultivation and accelerate the speed of cultivation improvement.

But now it seems,
This is utter delusion!

With his limited wealth, he couldn't possibly afford to resort to drug use.

That's simply not enough!

"No wonder he can cultivate so quickly by taking drugs, but the strength of the cultivators around him is still so low."

"It seems that without a huge family fortune, it would be impossible to support the consumption of drugs."

"Forget it, let's wait until we get the money from selling the Spirit Valley before we talk about it."

Deeply affected, Shen Changchuan sighed and shook his head.

I halved my original plan, and then halved it again.

The plan to buy pills with spirit stones was immediately crossed out.

While drug-induced cultivation can be fast,
But that's too much of a loss!

Even so,
According to Shen Changchuan's estimate, there probably won't be enough spirit stones.

"We can only let nature take its course."

"The most important thing right now is to prepare for dealing with that Gale Falcon!"

Shen Changchuan sighed inwardly.

(End of this chapter)