Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

Soldiers stood guard on both sides of the city gate, but the checks were not strict; they only occasionally stopped merchants pushing their goods and collected a few copper coins as an entry tax. Lin Mo was secretly pleased to see that the soldiers did not check his travel permit.

He quietly blended into a group of vegetable farmers carrying loads on their shoulders, and walked through the city gate with his head down.

The streets in the city were not wide, and the bluestone pavement was worn with deep grooves by cart wheels. The shops on both sides hung cloth banners and wooden plaques. The shouts of vendors selling cloth, grain and oil, blacksmiths, and teahouses rose and fell.

Lin Mo walked for a short distance and stopped in front of a two-story building with a wooden plaque that read "Yunlai Inn". He needed to find a place to stay before planning his next move.

He stepped over the threshold, and the innkeeper behind the counter immediately greeted him with a smile: "Sir, are you here for a meal or to stay the night?"

"Check in. A superior room, please."

The shopkeeper looked him up and down and saw that although he was travel-worn, the gray ancient-style clothing he wore was of good quality and his demeanor was not like that of an ordinary traveling merchant. So he took a wooden tag from the counter and led him upstairs.

Room No. 1 was at the end of the corridor. Pushing open the door, the room wasn't large, but it was clean and tidy. There was a carved wooden bed by the window with the bedding neatly folded. Under the window were a square table and two long benches, and a copper basin stand stood in the corner.

"Sir, are you satisfied with this room?"

"Okay, this is the one. Don't let anyone bother you unless it's absolutely necessary."

Lin Mo took out a small piece of silver from his pocket and tossed it to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper weighed it in his hand, his face crinkling into a wide smile, and he nodded repeatedly before leaving, closing the door behind him.

Lin Mo bolted the door shut, observed the room for a while, and after confirming that there were no problems, he took out the silver notes he had previously searched from the Hehuan Sect disciples from his spatial storage. After counting them, he found that there were a full thousand taels of silver.

"I wonder if there's a Yongtai Money Exchange in Yunxi City!"

Muttering to himself, Lin Mo got up and left the inn.

As he walked and asked around, after a quarter of an hour, Lin Mo finally found Yongtai Money Shop in the center of Yunxi City.

He took out a stack of silver notes from his pocket, walked to the counter, and pushed them in front of the shopkeeper:

"Can these be exchanged for gold?"

The shopkeeper was a lean, middle-aged man with a mustache. He took the banknotes, examined them one by one, glanced through the account book, and nodded.

"It's possible to exchange them, ten for one, ten taels of silver for one tael of gold."

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

The exchange rate of ten taels of silver for one tael of gold exploded in his mind.

How much is silver per gram in the main world? The international price of silver is only a dozen dollars per gram, while gold is over nine hundred dollars per gram.

He couldn't calculate the exact difference in the gold-silver exchange rate between the two worlds, but one thing was certain: the arbitrage opportunity was so vast that it made his eyes light up.

He remained expressionless and asked another question:

Do you accept silver ingots?

"It's a natural charge. Do you have any silver ingots you'd like to exchange?"

Lin Mo nodded and immediately slapped all the silver coins and banknotes in his hand onto the counter, exchanging them all for gold.

The innkeeper had his assistant bring out a small scale, weighed the gold in front of him, melted it into several heavy little gold ingots, wrapped them in oiled paper, and handed them over. Lin Mo took them, put them in his pocket, turned around and went back to the inn, specifically instructing the waiter not to disturb him before going upstairs.

With the latch secured, he vanished from the room along with the gold ingots with a thought.

Back at his residence in the main world, Long Qingxue was sitting cross-legged on the sofa practicing her internal energy. Hearing the noise, she opened her eyes and glanced at him. Seeing that he looked normal, she closed her eyes again and continued practicing.

Lin Mo didn't bother her. He took out his phone, sent a message to Chen Ting, asked for Xin Lu's phone number, and then dialed it directly.

The call was answered very quickly. Xin Lu's voice was filled with an irrepressible eagerness. When she heard that Lin Mo was looking for her, she didn't even ask what it was about and just said that she was free anytime and would be there right away.

Having arranged to meet at the jewelry store, Lin Mo hopped on his electric scooter and headed out.

Xin Lu was already waiting at the door in the tea room on the second floor of the gold shop.

Compared to her skeptical attitude at the retirement home last time, her demeanor today was noticeably different. Upon seeing Lin Mo from afar, she quickly approached, bowing slightly, her tone carrying undisguised solemnity:

"Dr. Lin, this way please."

The two sat down, and Xin Lu personally poured him a cup of tea, waiting respectfully for Lin Mo to speak.

After her aunt, Xin Peici, completed her tests, her cancer cell markers dropped by 30%.

Thirty percent—what does this number mean? Even someone without any medical knowledge can understand.

To be honest, she asked Lin Mo to see a doctor because of Chen Ting; she didn't have high hopes.

After all, even the best hospitals in the world wouldn't dare say they can cure cancer. How could a young man in his early twenties be cured with just a few acupuncture needles?

Who would believe it if she told others? But the test report was right in front of her, in black and white, leaving her no choice but to believe it.

After discussing it with her aunt, she immediately reported the news to the old man, Xin Weimin.

At first, the old man didn't believe it, thinking that his granddaughter had been deceived. It wasn't until Xin Peici personally placed the two test reports, before and after treatment, side by side on his desk that he put on his reading glasses and compared them line by line.

After reading it, the old man remained silent for a long time, and then said one sentence:

From now on, Lin Mo will be an honored guest of the Xin family.

Xin Lu was well aware of the weight of those words.

Who is Xin Weimin? He was once a key figure in the inner circle of Beijing. Although he has retired, his influence remains, and his protégés and former associates are spread across various systems.

There are probably no more than one person in the entire Dajiang City who would take the initiative to say the words "honored guest".

Lin Mo, a college student, was one of them.

Lin Mo didn't beat around the bush and took out the gold ingot he had just obtained from his spatial storage, placing it on the tea table:

"These will help me convert them into cash."

Xin Lu glanced at the gold on the table, and without saying a word, immediately quoted a price. After quoting the price, she added:

"I bought this batch of goods at double the market price as a small token of my appreciation to Dr. Lin."

Double it.

Lin Mo quickly calculated in his mind that this batch of gold was worth at least ten million, and doubling it would mean an extra ten million.

He admitted that he was momentarily moved, but only for a moment.

He had thought it through very clearly: if he wanted to take advantage of the gold-silver exchange rate difference between the two worlds to make large-scale arbitrage, transferring silver from the main world to the first world to exchange for gold, and then taking it back to the main world to cash out, the amount of gold would be enormous.

Dozens of kilograms, hundreds of kilograms, or even more—Xin Lu needs to help her convert these into cash.

"No need, just settle at the normal gold price."

Lin Mo put the teacup on the table.

"I will have more gold to sell in the future. For long-term cooperation, fair prices are more important than anything else."

"How about this, Dr. Lin, I'll still charge double for this batch of gold, and next time we'll go for the market price, okay?"

Xin Lu felt uneasy if Lin Mo didn't accept the money.

What if Lin Mo refuses to treat her aunt's illness next time without any exchange of benefits?

Seeing Xin Lu's insistence, Lin Mo nodded in agreement.

"Alright, I'll accept it this time. But next time I send gold, you can buy it at the market price!"

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

As Xin Lu spoke, she immediately arranged for the financial transfer.