Cultivation: I have an omnipotent land

One cycle of geological changes signifies the end of this mining operation.

Such changes occur two or three times every month.

Suddenly, the white-haired old man who was the mine foreman appeared before them.

"Old Mo!"

Upon seeing the old man, everyone bowed respectfully.

The old man simply waved his hand, then patted his storage bag, and a three-zhang-long black flying boat flew out.

"Gentlemen, anyone willing to offer their Dioscorea opposita can come forward."

As Elder Mo spoke, the burly man and the young woman in red also took action. The burly man set up the weighing equipment, while the young woman in red took out a storage bag from her chest, took out several medicinal herbs, put them into a large pot next to her, added water, and prepared them.

Allowing independent miners to mine Solomon's Seal and then repurchasing it is an important way for mine owners to make profits.

Fortunately, because there are too many small-scale mining operations, the mine owners are still somewhat wary and haven't resorted to coercion. The purchase price is about 80% of the market price.

If one is unwilling, one can of course bring the mined Rehmannia Essence back to Wuyi Ward. However, independent cultivators often lack channels and cannot provide a stable supply of goods like mine owners. Even if they sell to shops in the ward, they are often pressured to lower the price.

Moreover, Rehmannia glutinosa has strong corrosive properties, which will damage the storage bag and make it inconvenient to carry around.

As a result, most miners would directly sell Rehmannia glutinosa to the mine owners.

The reason why this old man Mo is respected by the miners is because he is honest and fair. He never shortchanges anyone and his purchase price is often half a percent higher than that of other mine owners.

In addition, he would always have his men prepare medicine to relieve the fire poison, which naturally earned him the respect of the miners. As a result, among the several mines, Old Mo's mine was often the most crowded.

"Rehmannia glutinosa essence, five catties and two ounces, total price two spirit stones and six ounces of spirit sand." The burly man weighed out a basket.

Old Mo then took out two spirit stones and five ounces of spirit sand and handed them to the rogue cultivator who was thanking him profusely. Meanwhile, the young woman in red also brought over a bowl of medicine.

"Rehmannia glutinosa extract, 6.8 jin, total price..."

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Xiao Ming's seat was relatively close to the front, and it wasn't long before it was his turn.

"Rehmannia glutinosa, fifteen catties and six ounces!" The burly man's voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.

Seeing this, the miners queuing up nearby couldn't help but look at each other and start whispering among themselves.

"Hmm, he looks familiar. Isn't that the boy exposed in the big-character poster?"

"How did this kid do it? He picked so many at once."

"I remember now, I saw him enter the red fog zone."

Such a high extraction rate even piqued the curiosity of Elder Mo. He picked up a small amount of Rehmannia glutinosa and examined it carefully in his hand.

"Excellent, of superior quality."

Elder Mo nodded in satisfaction, then took out seven spirit stones and eight ounces of spirit sand and personally handed them to Xiao Ming.

"Young man, your health is your most valuable asset. Fire poison is strange and unpredictable. You may not feel any harm at first, but with prolonged exposure, it will be too late by the time you notice anything amiss," Old Master Mo said earnestly.

Some people in the crowd who heard this, especially the middle-aged men with flushed skin and bloody tears still in their eyes, all sighed inwardly.

Looking at the young man in front of me is like looking at my past self. We used to work just as hard, which led to us developing health problems at a young age.

Understanding that the other party was warning him not to easily enter the Red Mist Zone, Xiao Ming quickly nodded.

"I understand, thank you for your concern, Elder Mo."

"Alright, go to Wei Niang's and have a bowl of your medicine." Old Mo waved his hand.

Xiao Ming walked up to the young woman in red, drank the medicine in the bowl in one gulp, and immediately felt a cool sensation go straight from his mouth to his stomach, and then spread out through the pores of his whole body. He felt refreshed all over and the heat disappeared.

"This medicine is really effective, thank you so much, sister!" Xiao Ming returned the bowl.

Wei Niang took the bowl, looked Xiao Ming up and down, and couldn't help but laugh. "I thought a lecherous little thief had really come, but he's just a hapless little fellow."

Xiao Ming naturally knew what the woman in red meant, and immediately felt embarrassed, so he quickly fled.

Carrying the spirit stones he had just earned, Xiao Ming followed the crowd back to the market.

He still has some Flame Essence Sand to sell. This stuff is more than ten times the value of Rehmannia Essence, and it has many more uses, so he doesn't have to worry about selling it.

To the south of the market is the market street, which is mostly a place for independent repairmen to set up stalls and trade, and is supervised and maintained by law enforcement teams.

Xiao Ming's big-character poster was still hanging in the Little Red House, so naturally he wouldn't wait here to be bothered.

So he went to the streets in the north of the city, which were mainly shops and stores. Although he might be pressured to lower his prices, it was also more convenient to sell his goods there.

Xiao Ming wandered around the street and finally stopped in front of a shop called Yuanbaoge. He saw the notice board in front of the shop, which clearly stated that it was buying Yan Jing Sha at a high price.

Faced with such a good opportunity, Xiao Ming immediately chose this store.

In front of the shop counter sat an elderly man in a scholar's cap. When a young man in gray clothes walked in, he smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Fellow Daoist, what would you like to order?"

"Your shop buys Flame Essence Sand," Xiao Ming asked bluntly.

"That's right, we can offer a price that's 20% higher than the market price. May I ask how much you have, fellow Daoist?" the old man in the scholar's cap said with a smile.

Xiao Ming didn't waste any words. Instead, he took a bag out of his storage bag and placed it on the counter.

"So much!" The old man in the scholar's cap was also surprised when he saw the bag full of Flame Essence Sand. It must weigh at least five pounds.

"Do you accept all of these?" Xiao Ming asked.

"Of course I can accept it." The old man in the scholar's cap nodded. He secretly sized up the young man in front of him, whose cultivation was only at the second level of Qi Refining, and thought to himself that one really cannot judge a book by its cover.

"This weighs five jin and two liang. I'll give you thirty-five spirit stones. Is that alright?" the old man in the scholar's cap asked tentatively.

"Okay." Xiao Ming nodded; the price was higher than he had expected.

After the two completed the transaction and received the spirit stones, Xiao Ming did not leave but instead looked at the items on the shelf.

"Here is the shop's inventory list. Fellow Daoist, please feel free to ask if you need anything else." The old man in the scholar's cap handed over a booklet.

Xiao Ming flipped through the booklet in front of him, silently calculating the spirit stones in his pocket.

These forty-two spirit stones and eight ounces of spirit sand should be used wisely.

"I want a bottle of Abstinence Pill, a bottle of Spirit Gathering Pill, a low-grade Fireball Talisman, and a low-grade Water Arrow Talisman."

"The Bigu Pill costs five spirit stones, the Gathering Spirit Pill to improve cultivation costs twenty spirit stones, and the two low-grade talismans cost ten spirit stones in total, for a total of thirty-five spirit stones," the old man in the scholar's cap said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming opened his mouth, then smiled bitterly to himself.

You've calculated this perfectly. I haven't even had a chance to warm up the spirit stones in my hand before I have to return them.

But he still had to buy what he needed to buy, so Xiao Ming had no choice but to take out the spirit stones he had just acquired.

"Shopkeeper, do you sell spiritual energy nourishment here?" Xiao Ming asked tentatively.

"Spiritual energy nourishment? What kind of spiritual plant do you intend to plant, fellow cultivator?"

"That's right." Xiao Ming nodded.

Let's call it planting spiritual plants, but what grows is quite different from what you expect.

"Our shop doesn't have that kind of stuff, but I know there's a guy named Hu Laosan around the corner who's good at growing spiritual plants. He should have what you're looking for."

"Thank you, shopkeeper." Xiao Ming turned and left.

After watching Xiao Ming leave the shop, the old man in the scholar's hat stepped out from behind the counter and quickly went upstairs to the second floor.

In a room on the second floor, a woman in blue was leaning against the window, fanning herself while admiring the street scene.

"Miss." The elderly man in the scholar's cap bowed respectfully.

"Elder Feng, what's the matter?" Yuan Qing turned around.

"Miss, we have collected enough Flame Essence Sand for this month."

"So fast." Yuan Qing was somewhat surprised.

"A young man just arrived and immediately produced five catties of Flame Essence Sand, so the family's target has been met ahead of schedule."

"Okay, that's good." Yuan Qing nodded, then changed the subject.

"Is the boy you're talking about the one in the gray clothes who just walked out?"

"Yes." The elderly man surnamed Feng nodded.

"If I'm not mistaken, this boy should be the one who was framed on Little Red Book."

Upon hearing this, the old man's expression changed. He spent all his time tending his shop and had no time to look at the little red bastards in the market.

"Sigh, if I had known it was him, I would have tried to lower the price further."

Why is that?

"This person's reputation is ruined, so he definitely won't be selling things at the market. If other shops recognize him, they will most likely secretly lower their purchase price. In that case, we only need to..."

"Elder Feng, it doesn't have to be this bad." Yuan Qing waved his hand.

"This person must be quite capable to be able to obtain so much Flame Essence Sand. If we operate with integrity and can retain a potential repeat customer, isn't that great?"

"What you say is true, Miss." The old man surnamed Feng nodded.