Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

The sound was like a torrential downpour, crackling and pattering.

Finally, the sounds inside stopped.

After a while, the door opened.

Xueyao came out wearing an overcoat, her face still flushed.

"Young master said he doesn't need you to serve him anymore."

Go back and rest.

We'll talk about it this afternoon.

The two maids breathed a sigh of relief and curtsied in unison.

"Yes, young lady."

They turned and left, walking much faster than usual.

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The next day.

Lin Feng woke up as soon as the sun rose.

He got up feeling refreshed and dressed.

The four girls were still fast asleep; they had gone to bed too late last night and would probably sleep until noon.

Lin Feng didn't wake them and went out alone.

The main streets of the capital are lined with shops on both sides, each with an impressive signboard.

There were vendors selling silk, jewelry, antiques, medicinal herbs, and weapons—you name it, they had it.

The streets were bustling with pedestrians and vehicles, creating a lively and vibrant atmosphere.

Lin Feng strolled along the road and finally stopped in front of a shop.

The plaque bears three large characters: Wanbao Danfang.

This place has all kinds of elixirs; it's considered the most expensive place in the capital.

Two men stood at the door, their backs ramrod straight.

Lin Feng stepped inside.

The shop is bigger inside than it looks from the outside, with rows of counters filled with all sorts of bottles and jars.

Several customers were making selections, and the waiter was enthusiastically introducing them to them.

Lin Feng glanced around and his gaze fell on a counter.

There were several exquisite jade bottles on display, labeled: Innate Pill, Marrow Cleansing Pill.

He walked over, picked up a bottle, and looked at it.

He doesn't need these things, but the women around him definitely need to improve their strength.

Improving strength through dual cultivation is ultimately too slow; let's use drugs.

Upon entering the shop, the shopkeeper looked up and glanced at Lin Feng.

"Young master, what would you like to buy?"

The shopkeeper's voice was neither warm nor cold.

Lin Feng glanced at the bottles and jars displayed in the counter and got straight to the point:

"What are the prices for the Marrow Cleansing Pill and the Innate Pill?"

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper's eyes flashed with surprise, and he looked Lin Feng up and down again.

Although the young man before me was not dressed in the most luxurious clothes, he had a calm demeanor and spoke of two top-grade pills. This was a wealthy guest.

The shopkeeper cleared his throat, his attitude becoming somewhat more enthusiastic:

"Young master, you have a good eye for quality."

The Marrow Cleansing Pill and the Innate Pill are of equal value, each costing ten thousand taels of silver.

However, let me make it clear from the start: each person can only take one of these Innate Pills.

It's like prematurely exhausting your cultivation potential; after consuming it, your cultivation will be stuck at the Innate Realm for life, with no possibility of further advancement.

"If you are interested, young master, you should think it through carefully."

Lin Feng nodded, his expression unchanged: "Could I see the Marrow Cleansing Pill?"

He wanted to see for himself how the Marrow Cleansing Pill in this shop differed from the one he had obtained from Prefect Wu Bin.

"Of course."

The shopkeeper turned around and carefully took out a palm-sized black wooden box from the counter behind him, gently placed it on the counter, and opened it.

The box was lined with soft brocade, and on it lay a warm, lustrous mutton-fat jade bottle.

The shopkeeper gently uncorked the jade bottle, and immediately, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted out.

Lin Feng sniffed it discreetly. The scent was authentic, exactly the same as the medicinal fragrance of the Marrow Cleansing Pill in his space. It seemed to be genuine.

Lin Feng closed the box and asked, "Shopkeeper, what are the specific effects of this Marrow Cleansing Pill?"

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper's smile deepened, and he stroked his beard as he boasted:

"The effects are self-evident; they cleanse the marrow and remove impurities, strengthen muscles and bones, and their benefits are endless!"

Most importantly, it can improve one's cultivation aptitude and broaden one's meridians.

Just one pill can allow an ordinary person to directly reach the Perfection of Body Refinement Realm and solidify their foundation.

Breaking through a new level is as natural as water flowing into a channel.

This is a top-grade elixir for building a strong foundation, and it's standard equipment for scions of noble families.

Lin Feng nodded and asked calmly, "If I buy a few more, can you give me a discount?"

The shopkeeper's smile vanished, and he shook his head firmly: "No, please forgive me, young master, this Marrow Cleansing Pill is priced as such, fair and square."

This level of elixir uses rare ingredients and a precious formula, making it impossible for ordinary alchemists to refine.

Therefore, this price absolutely cannot be reduced.

Lin Feng didn't expect to be able to bargain easily, so he tried a different approach: "Then... can we barter?"

The shopkeeper smiled again, his eyes gleaming with shrewdness: "Of course."

We buy anything of good quality, whether it's rare and precious materials or powerful weapons, and the prices are absolutely fair.

Lin Feng nodded, having made up his mind.

He did not take out the glass beads or any other novel objects from the space.

To maximize profits, the best approach is naturally an auction, allowing multiple parties to bid.

If you deal with a single store and the pricing power is entirely in their hands, you're at a significant disadvantage.

The key is that I don't know what kind of boss he is, so I'll just have to put up with it.

"Alright, shopkeeper, give me ten bottles of the Muscle Regeneration Powder."

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper's smile froze instantly, and the enthusiasm in his eyes quickly faded, turning into indifference.

Damn it, I asked for ages and got nowhere.

I thought I'd landed a big fish, but after asking around for ages, all I got was some muscle-regenerating powder.

He put on a stern face and said in an unpleasant tone, "Just buy the Muscle Regeneration Powder, why are you asking about the Innate Pill and Marrow Cleansing Pill?"

"You've got nothing better to do, huh?"

Lin Feng: "Oh, is that not allowed?"

The shopkeeper snorted, fuming: "One bottle of the muscle-regenerating powder is fifteen taels, ten bottles will cost one hundred and fifty taels in total."

Lin Feng didn't care about his change in attitude and took out three ingots of silver worth fifty taels from his sleeve.

He handed over a total of one hundred and fifty taels.

The shopkeeper took the silver and checked it. He found it to be correct, but he couldn't stand the sight of the shop assistant next to him.

"Why are you standing here like a log?"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see anyone buying muscle-regenerating powder? Why aren't you buying it to go and get some?"

"It's in charge."

This muscle-regenerating powder is also a good thing. It is very effective in treating external injuries and is said to prevent scarring after use. It's always good to have some on hand.

After leaving Wanbaodanfang, Lin Feng walked back along the street.

He wasn't in a hurry to find an auction house, especially since there weren't any dedicated auction houses in the capital.

Large-scale transactions are mostly conducted through temporarily organized auctions.

The largest and most formal auctions in the capital are usually held at Hongfu Temple in the eastern suburbs of the city, once a week.

There are still five days until the next filming, so there's no rush.

As for those more upscale private auction venues that only cater to powerful and wealthy families, given Lin Feng's current public identity, he probably wouldn't even be able to get close to them.

He wasn't in a hurry. After all, the glass bead was a rare item, and it wouldn't break if he kept it. Waiting for the right opportunity to sell it was the right thing to do.

Back at Fu Man Lou, Xue Yao, Su Shi, and Su Qin were already awake and chatting in their room.

Seeing him return, Xueyao's eyes lit up, and she greeted him, "Young Master, you're back."

Lin Feng smiled and nodded: "Yes, have you had breakfast yet?"

"The two maids brought up breakfast just now, and we've already eaten," Xueyao replied softly.

Lin Feng sat down at the table and poured himself a cup of tea:

"Want to go out for a walk?"

"Beijing is quite prosperous, much more bustling than where we stayed before."

The three women exchanged glances, all somewhat tempted.

Xueyao's eyes curved into crescent moons as she looked at Lin Feng with a hint of anticipation:

"Young master, I heard that there will be a lantern festival in the capital on the 15th, it will be very lively."

How about... we go for a stroll that day?