You're just a single demon beast? I have a whole army of beast tamers!

Manager Wang watched Luo Song's retreating figure, his eyes filled with even deeper suspicion.

He hurried down the mountain and arrived at the Qin Beast's cave.

With a simple hand seal, the restrictions on the cave were lifted.

This kind of restriction is uniform across sects and can generally be easily broken.

He looked around but didn't find the so-called opportunity.

There were only some strong chickens and golden pheasants raised here, feed, and a pot for boiling eggs.

The only special thing was that the stove was warm, and there were lots of boiled eggs.

He left the cave and restored the protective barrier to its original state.

He then quickly returned to his cabin and closed the door.

We arrived at the recording disk of the monitoring magic device at Lingji Peak.

The main image plate is buried underground at several key entrances to the chicken farm, allowing for the viewing of personnel images.

He infused it with spiritual power, and a faint light shone on the bronze plate, revealing a blurry image.

He quickly reviewed Qin Shou's recent records of entering and leaving the chicken farm.

In the scene, the Qin beast always arrives on time, feeding the chickens, cleaning, and inspecting.

Then they left, their behavior was regular and there were no abnormalities.

They have never been near sensitive areas such as the incubator or warehouse.

"I've never stolen an egg..."

Manager Wang frowned, ruling out the possibility that Qin Shou had stolen the goods himself.

"Where did the traces of him boiling eggs every day come from?"

Where did he get the money to buy all that feed in his cave?

The meager stipend from sect missions and the occasional sale of free eggs are simply not enough to support us!

The answer is obvious—the opportunity comes from the outside world!

From the market town, or somewhere outside the sect!

This confirmed his suspicions and strengthened his resolve to take action.

"We must figure out his going-out routine as soon as possible and find an opportunity for him to be alone!"

Steward Wang's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

At this moment, Qin Shou, who had already obtained the contact information,

Following the instructions in the jade slip, we arrived at a teahouse called Qingxinju on the edge of the outer gate area.

The teahouse was small and sparsely populated, mostly with elderly monks of low cultivation sitting idly, sipping tea, and conversing in hushed tones.

Qin Shou walked to the counter and whispered to the drowsy shopkeeper:

"Bring an umbrella when the weather is sunny, it's always good to be prepared."

The shopkeeper didn't even lift his eyelids; he simply tapped three times with his finger in an inconspicuous corner of the counter—two short taps and one long tap.

Then, from behind the curtain leading to the inner hall, a young waiter with an ordinary appearance peeked out and nodded slightly to Qin Shou.

Qin Shou understood and followed the waiter through a narrow, dimly lit corridor to a quiet room in the backyard with its doors and windows tightly closed.

The waiter gestured for him to leave and then quietly withdrew.

Qin Shou took a deep breath and pushed open the door to enter.

The interior furnishings are simple, with only a square table and two chairs.

Behind the table sat a man who looked to be in his early thirties, dressed in the blue robes of an inner disciple; it was Qian Man.

His cultivation level was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and his aura was not sharp.

A set of purple clay teaware was placed on the table, and the spirit tea had already been brewed.

"Junior Brother Qin? You were introduced by Senior Uncle Liu? Please have a seat."

Qian Man spoke with a smile, his voice calm and without the arrogance of an inner disciple, as if he were greeting a familiar guest.

"Have a cup of tea and calm down. Here, we only talk about transactions, not where we came from. Once you leave this door, you and I will never have met today."

Mr. Qian understands this basic rule.

His first sentence directly pointed out the core rules, serving as both a guarantee and a warning, demonstrating his shrewdness and experience.

Qin Shou felt somewhat relieved, sat down opposite him, and without touching his teacup, said directly:

"Brother Qian is straightforward, so I won't beat around the bush either."

"I've come to sell a batch of spirit eggs, and also to purchase a suitable magical artifact."

"Oh? Spirit eggs? What kind, and how many?"

Qian Man became interested and leaned forward slightly.

"Six hundred colorful brocade eggs."

Qin Shou gave a number that he thought would be neither too small to be looked down upon nor too large to be too conspicuous.

His actual holdings are far greater than this amount, but it's his first time making a transaction, so caution is advised.

Qian Man raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he quickly recovered and smiled, "Six hundred colorful brocade eggs?"

Junior Brother Qin is doing quite well at Lingji Peak.

Many disciples like you come to me to handle extra tasks. Your output... isn't small, but it's normal.

"I wonder what price Senior Brother Qian can offer?" Qin Shou asked.

Qian Man extended two fingers, then bent down one:

"Buy it on the market, three spirit stones each."

Here, the road is risky, and people need to eat.

Three, I'll give you... two spirit stones. How about it?"

Qin Shou quickly calculated that this price was significantly lower than if he had sold it directly to a shop.

But as Qian Man said, this is a private channel, which saves him the risk and trouble of frequently visiting different stores and avoids potential attention.

The other party profits from this price difference and information fee.

"Can."

Qin Shou nodded without hesitation.

He was pressed for time, and worrying about such a small price difference would be a waste of his time.

"Great!" Qian Man's smile widened as he took out a specially made jade box.

Qin Shou cooperated by taking out six hundred colorful brocade eggs in batches from his storage bag.

Qian Man checked very carefully but quickly, clearly showing his extensive experience.

The transaction was completed, and I received four hundred low-grade spirit stones, which felt quite substantial.

Including what he had left, Qin Shou now had more than 500 spirit stones at his disposal.

"Junior Brother Qin just said he also wanted to buy some magical artifacts?"

Qian Man put away the jade box, poured himself another cup of tea, and asked, "What type do you want? Attack? Defense? Support? What attributes? What's your budget?"

Qin Shou pondered and said, "It would be best to use a water or ice attribute attack magic weapon, at least a mid-grade first-tier one."

The budget... is around five hundred spirit stones.

"Five hundred spirit stones? Mid-grade?"

Qian Man shook his head. "Junior Brother Qin, now that you've found me and just made a good deal, why are you still eyeing the mid-grade?"

Five hundred spirit stones can easily buy a high-grade first-tier item in my shop!

As he spoke, he flipped his wrist, and two magical artifacts appeared on the table.

One item is a pair of curved blades as thin as cicada wings.

"This is the Mystic Ice Water-Dividing Thorn, a high-grade first-tier weapon."

Forged from cold iron and ice-soul sand, it is extremely fast when activated and is specifically designed to break through protective spiritual light.

It comes with a slight freezing effect, is insidious and cunning, and is suitable for a one-hit kill or a surprise attack. "Qian Man explained.

The other item is a sphere containing a drop of dark blue liquid.

"This is the Gui Water Yin Thunder Pearl, which is also a first-grade superior quality."

After being infused with spiritual energy and detonated, it releases Gui Water Yin Lightning, covering an area of ​​three zhang (approximately 10 meters). This Yin Lightning is bone-corroding and soul-destroying, harming the physical body and is difficult to defend against. It is a weapon of Yin... cough cough, a sharp weapon to turn the tide of battle in critical moments.

Qian Man spoke very subtly, but his meaning was clear.