Han Clan Immortals: I have a hundredfold energy-gathering bottle

"Twenty-four spirit stones, three breathing-related magical artifacts, the corpse of a snake demon in the late stage of breathing, a Jian Sheng grass, a Bai Hua fruit, and a [Lower Hollow Qi Containment]."

On the way, Han Jieliu listed the assets he still had, and suddenly looked somewhat embarrassed.

"The [Lower Hollow Qi] is still needed as a resource for consumption, so it cannot be sold. Not counting this spiritual energy, all my assets together amount to only fifty or sixty spirit stones."

"What's the point of even going to the market? Are they just using their cultivation level to intimidate and force people to buy and sell?"

With this little bit of spirit stone.

There was no hope of getting a new magical artifact, and he didn't expect to find any good escape techniques here either.

Apart from three shops and two large-brand stores, most of the other spiritual items in Panhu City are of the embryonic level.

Many cultivators set up stalls along the street, since cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage make up the majority of this business.

Han Jieliu thought for a moment and decided to exchange the miscellaneous items on his body for spirit stones before entering a "Qunzitang" (a type of traditional Chinese medicine hall).

He did not deliberately conceal his cultivation level; as soon as he entered the door, his aura as a Qi Refining cultivator was immediately apparent.

"Oh, senior, please slow down and let my shopkeeper come forward."

In the cultivation world, strength is paramount; one's qualifications determine their treatment.

The servant at the door greeted him respectfully and immediately withdrew.

The curtain was slightly lifted, and the shopkeeper, now in the late stage of fetal breathing, came forward to greet them.

"My name is Zhang Huoshan, manager of Qunzitang. May I ask your name, senior?"

Manager Zhang quickly sized up Han Jieliu in front of him.

He recognized all the Qi Refining cultivators from the three families of Huannan.

This person is not from any of the three families; he is an unfamiliar face. Perhaps he is a cultivator from some place or family passing through this market.

"No need for formalities, just call me Han by my surname."

Han Jieliu said casually.

So the surname is Han? Is he the newly promoted Qi Refiner of the Han family?

No, this person's aura is already profound, definitely not someone who has just entered the Qi Refining stage.

Or was it a guest advisor invited by the Han family to deal with the monsters of Mengtan Mountain? Or perhaps someone from the Upper Sect's Dongquan Peak...?

The name of this group of Zitang is quite widespread in Linjiang County. It was established by a mysterious cultivator, and its presence can be found in all the major markets and towns in the county.

Its business is quite varied.

They not only recycle spirit objects and identify items, but also run a business selling information.

Despite combining the latest news with his own, the shopkeeper still couldn't guess the visitor's identity.

Han Jieliu, however, had no intention of guessing what the shopkeeper was thinking, and took out a white flower fruit and pushed it over.

"Manager Zhang, how much should we price these white berries?"

Zhang Huoshan stopped guessing and took the spiritual fruit, examining it carefully.

"It is a Qi-refining spiritual object, the White Flower Fruit, with a white base and a ring of cracked petals. It can be used to refine several purifying and cleansing pills."

This item is quite nice, but it's a bit too old and needs more time to be fired...

No wonder that monster guarded it and didn't eat it, allowing me to steal it by chance; it turns out the time hadn't come yet.

Although Han Jieliu was well-versed in some classic texts on local customs and anecdotes about immortals, and knew a lot of things, he was not a professional expert in spiritual plants.

Judging from the shopkeeper's expression, one could tell that his evaluation of the spiritual fruit was genuine.

Zhang Huoshan continued.

"If it were old enough, it would be easy to sell for twenty spirit stones for this quality. But now that it's not old enough, it will probably be less."

Han Jieliu had no intention of haggling and took out the Jian Sheng Grass.

"With this item, is it enough for twenty spirit stones?"

Zhang Huoshan accepted the herb and nodded.

"Ordinary mid-grade spiritual herbs for fetal breathing would not work, but with the combination of White Flower Fruit and Frugal Life Grass, both the main and auxiliary ingredients of the Wood Qi Enrichment Pill are complete."

Zhang Huoshan took out a box, carefully placed the white flower fruit inside, and then ordered his servant to count out twenty spirit stones.

"Please count carefully, senior."

Seeing that the shop was making quick transactions, Han Jieliu was unwilling to go looking for a place that specialized in trading monster corpses.

So he took out the snake demon's corpse from the storage bag as well.

"Do you also collect monster corpses?"

Although looking at more stores might result in a higher selling price, I don't like the hassle, so it's better to sell it as soon as possible.

"certainly."

Seeing that a deal could still be made, Zhang Huoshan smiled broadly and began to examine the beast carcass.

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A moment later, Han Jieliu, looking perfectly normal, left Qunzitang.

The serpent beast's corpse wasn't properly disposed of, because only spiritual energy was injected to extinguish its life force; its physical body had already been wasted.

Only the skin, scales, tendons, and bones could be recycled, and it only sold for thirteen spirit stones.

"Alas, empty purses and depleted bags, sorrow and hardship lurk everywhere..."

"As for my current predicament, it's all Zhou Xuan's fault. He made me spend nearly two hundred spirit stones to escape the ambush."

Han Jieliu recalled the scene of his humiliating escape from Xiaoweishan, his face turned cold, and he felt a sense of helplessness.

"Xiaowei Mountain follows ancient methods and has strict rules. Now that he has failed, he probably won't dare to return to the sect."

"What's the point of becoming a mere rogue cultivator just because of an empty promise from an adult...?"

"But this feud has already been formed, so I hope I won't see him again after I break through to the next level."

I am usually a calm person, but when it comes to holding grudges, I am absolutely ruthless.

However, given our current weakness, we must exercise restraint for now and bide our time before retaliating.

Zhou Xuan, the peak of the sect... there will be a time for a gradual reckoning in the future.

Han Jieliu composed himself, flipped his hand and took out the token given to him by Li Mingjin, which was exquisite and ancient in appearance.

With fifty-seven spirit stones in his possession and nothing else to do, the only thing left to do was to check out the exchange fair in Lake Mountain City.

"Maybe we can find something we didn't expect to get..."

With this thought in mind, Han Jieliu spread his sleeves, preparing to ride the wind away, but felt a resistance pressing down on him.

But then a faint reminder came from the Qunzi Hall behind them.

"Senior, flying is prohibited in this market."

Han Jieliu's expression stiffened, and his movements faltered slightly.

"Uncle Lu didn't tell me about this rule, but it's reasonable..."

To be honest, this shopkeeper is quite idle; he's been watching my every move since just now.

Han Jieliu's lips twitched, but he didn't turn around, pretending not to hear.

As a superior cultivator, this person is absolutely indispensable.

He concealed his hand, which he had been preparing to use to manipulate qi, within his sleeve, instantly transforming it into a concealment technique, and disappeared without a trace.

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Han Jieliu's figure appeared in front of Hushan City.

The market, which was exclusively for cultivators to exchange goods, was built on a spiritual mountain in the lake, with the lake water in between, its surface rippling.

The area is suppressed by an array, making it impossible to withstand the wind; it seems that it must be transported away by some kind of ship.

Han Jieliu arrived at this place, but did not see anyone.

He examined it briefly and immediately understood the principle, then channeled his spiritual energy into the token in his hand and launched it.

The pattern on the token is consistent with the Yimai Yingkan formation, and should be the key to activating the formation.

Sure enough, the token vibrated for a moment, the light screen broke open, and a small boat sailed from the opposite bank.

An old fisherman with white hair spoke softly from above.

"Senior, you have obtained a token to participate in the exchange meeting. Please board this ship."

Han Jieliu nodded, boarded the fishing boat, and let the old man row slowly towards Lingshan in the lake with a small oar.