Cultivation: I Forge Immortality with My Spiritual Eyes

"call--"

Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down, and continued strolling around.

About half an incense stick later.

He stopped in front of another stall.

This stall is filled with first-tier iron-patterned stones, varying in size and shape.

Moreover, their surfaces are covered with a layer of dark red glaze, making them look somewhat special.

The stall owner, a dark-skinned man, was boasting to a customer:

"Fellow Daoist, this batch of spirit ore is no ordinary item! Just look at its quality and the patterns—you absolutely won't regret buying it!"

"You bastard! Do you really think I'm a three-year-old child?"

The guest snorted coldly, his face full of displeasure:

"These are just scraps, and you dare to charge exorbitant prices after dyeing them? If this were at sea, I'd feed you to the fish!"

After saying that, he turned up, stood up, and strode away with a cold face.

The stall owner looked embarrassed and muttered a few words under his breath.

Turning around and seeing that Jiang Yi hadn't left yet, he smiled and greeted him warmly:

"Fellow Daoist, don't just stand there! Come forward and take a closer look! Don't listen to that ignorant fool's nonsense. I have always been honest and trustworthy, treating everyone fairly, young and old!"

"hehe."

Jiang Yi smiled politely, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, and picked up a piece of iron ore to weigh it in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, your demeanor is extraordinary; you are clearly no ordinary person. You will surely be able to discern the wonders of this batch of spirit ore..."

The stall owner had a kind smile and was rubbing his hands together while muttering to himself.

Jiang Yi ignored it as nonsense and continued browsing and selecting items.

After a while.

A thought struck him, and his fingers paused slightly.

The piece of ore in my hand seems to be slightly lighter than the others.

However, the difference is so subtle that it is almost imperceptible.

He weighed it over for a moment, then looked up and asked:

"Fellow Daoist, what's the price of this spirit ore?"

The stall owner's eyes lit up, and he immediately held up three fingers.

Seeing the amused look in Jiang Yi's eyes, he smiled but remained silent.

He scratched his head again, and slowly withdrew one of his fingers.

"Fellow Daoist, this spirit ore is of superior quality with clear patterns. Two spirit stones would definitely be a good deal!"

Jiang Yi pondered for a moment, then looked at the ore, his eyes as deep and unfathomable as his spiritual power began to dissipate once more.

[Iron-veined stone, containing a rare object, imbued with thunderous energy, in excellent condition]

Huh?

As a sudden realization dawned on Jiang Yi, his hand trembled, and he nearly lost his composure.

He rubbed his temples, pretending to ponder, and after calming himself down, said casually:

"Fellow Daoist, don't underestimate my knowledge of the market. This iron-patterned stone is of mediocre quality; how could it be worth two spirit stones? I'll offer at most one and a half."

"One and a half? This..."

The stall owner was secretly delighted upon hearing this, his heart filled with joy.

His face showed a troubled expression, and his brows were furrowed.

After a moment, he waved his hand and sighed:

"Alright, a small loss is a gain. Consider it a lucky start to the business. Fellow Daoist, take it."

Jiang Yi nodded slowly, counted out one spirit stone and five taels of spirit sand, and handed them over.

"Fellow Daoist, you're decisive! Deal!"

The stall owner grinned and eagerly took it, as if afraid that Jiang Yi would change his mind.

Jiang Yi grinned, picked up the spirit ore, turned and left, afraid that the other party would notice something was wrong.

He was even more excited after finally finding a treasure and looked forward to shipping it again.

Unfortunately, it seems their luck has run out.

After wandering around for a long time and undergoing two appraisals along the way, both ended in disappointment.

It was already dark when the market lights came on.

Jiang Yi walked and stopped intermittently, gradually arriving at the depths of the stall area.

This place is teeming with cultivators and is exceptionally noisy. There are many iron cages and water tanks on both sides, and the cries of birds and roars of beasts can be heard everywhere.

This is the area where spirit beasts are sold, and several vendors operate here year-round.

The iron cages housed crows, sparrows, hawks, falcons, dogs, leopards, foxes, and wolves, while the water tanks contained sea snakes, sharks, and blue dolphins.

Jiang Yi slowed his pace, his gaze sweeping over the group of young demon beasts, and he was quite tempted.

Although most of the monsters sold here have low bloodlines and limited potential.

But for him, even a first- or mid-stage Tier 1 spirit pet would be enough to change his current situation.

When going out to sea to fish in the future, they will have an extra helper, which will greatly improve their ability to survive.

Unfortunately, for now, it's just a dream.

Monster cubs are not cheap, and raising them to adulthood is even more difficult, so let's consider it another time.

"Meow~ Meow~ Meow!"

Jiang Yi had just turned around and was about to leave when he was stopped by a childish meow.

He was slightly taken aback and looked in the direction of the sound.

In a small iron cage by the side of the street, there was a baby raccoon whose eyes had not yet opened.

The little guy was no bigger than the palm of his hand, a round ball with dull gray fur, and not very noticeable. He was meowing loudly in his direction.

The stall owner was also startled by the shouts and glanced curiously at the iron cage.

Then, a smile appeared on his face, and he said gently to Jiang Yi:

"Fellow Daoist, please wait. This fox is naturally fond of sleeping, yet it is so close to you, which is enough to show that we have a very deep connection. We cultivators have always valued fate. Why don't you take it back with you?"

Jiang Yi glanced at them a few times, then said expressionlessly:

"What kind of product is this? I've been here often before, but this is the first time I've seen it."

The stall owner stroked his beard and smiled:

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, you must have heard about what happened a few days ago. On that day, an undercurrent suddenly appeared in the coral forest, and this fox was the one I ran into while fleeing for my life."

Beavers prefer to build their nests on underwater reefs; they must have been swept away by the waves that day.

"Beavers? No way..."

"Meow! Meow!"

The little fox had a rather bad temper. Seeing that no one paid attention to it, it cried out more and more urgently, and its pink little paws reached out from the iron cage, pawing hard at Jiang Yi.

"Hehe, I knew it was destined for you, fellow Daoist."

The stall owner stroked his beard, shook his head, and continued to persuade him:

"Please don't be offended, Your Excellency. Although beavers are weak in combat, they are quite alert. If we encounter danger at sea, they can buy us some time to react."

Jiang Yi nodded slightly, his expression unchanged, as if he were weighing his options, but his heart was far from calm.

The other party may not have noticed.

However, because he had the treasure in his hands, he was always attentive and therefore very sensitive to certain details.

Seeing the little fox rummaging around, it seemed its target wasn't itself, but rather the iron ore in its hand.

Jiang Yi was somewhat surprised, then, on a whim, deliberately reached out and teased him.

"Meow! Meow!!"

Sure enough, the little raccoon swayed back and forth along with the arm, its cries growing more urgent, and it angrily gnawed at the iron cage.

That's right,

That's really true...

"Hehe, this little fox can't wait to follow you, fellow Daoist."

Seeing this, the stall owner clapped his hands and smiled, then quickly seized the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot:

"A beaver cub is worth about seven spirit stones on the market, but since you have a connection with this cub, I will naturally offer a discount and price it at five spirit stones, thus fulfilling your destiny!"

Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow slightly, looking somewhat hesitant.

It's not anything else, just that I'm short on cash...

But then he thought, he had just acquired a treasure, and if he could sell it for a good price, he would definitely be well-off in the future.

Moreover, this kitten has a rather strange air about it; taking it back shouldn't be a bad idea.

He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"This little brat hasn't even opened its eyes yet. Whether it can survive is another matter. Expecting it to be of any use is a long shot. Five spirit stones are too expensive. I can only offer two at most."

"Two won't do, at least four and a half."

"Two and a half."

Four.

Three.

"Alright, deal!"

The stall owner frowned, his face full of pain and reluctance, but he deftly shoved the iron cage over.

Jiang Yi's eyes flashed, and he casually took the item, handed it over with three spirit stones, picked up the small iron cage, and quickly left.

"Meow~ Meow~"

The kitten moved closer to Jiang Yi, and its meows subsided somewhat.

The little paws still stubbornly reached out, trying to scratch his hand...