Between the two stalls, there was only one dark green marker.
Seeing Gu Changhuan express doubt, the hemp-clothed rogue cultivator’s smile grew even wider.
“I wouldn’t sell such a treasure to someone who couldn’t appreciate it.
But you, young friend, are clearly exceptional, blessed with heavenly talent.
How could they compare?
In your hands, these fourth-tier seeds would find a worthy owner.” “They only look ordinary because they have reached the stage where true refinement appears simple.
Their qi is held within.
But I guarantee the seeds are alive!” The hemp-clothed rogue cultivator’s flattery even made Gu Changhuan feel a bit lightheaded.
If not for his memories from his previous life, he might have truly believed this rogue cultivator’s nonsense.
He suppressed his laughter and put on an expression of hesitation.
Seeing Gu Changhuan showing signs of being tempted, the hemp-clothed rogue cultivator secretly felt pleased: Sure enough, a green youngster.
With just a few words I’ve swayed him.
Today, I must make this kid leave behind his entire fortune!
At worst, after this deal, I’ll just not come to the Nine Perches Market for a few years!
As a rootless rogue cultivator, earning a living anywhere was the same for him.
Gu Changhuan knew nothing of the seller’s plans.
He was studying the map in his sea of consciousness.
The supposed fourth-tier seeds showed up white on the Tongxian Map.
Ignoring the white dots, he read the label beneath the dark green one: second-tier, middle-grade ore.
So it was just ore!
Gu Changhuan felt somewhat disappointed.
The Gu Clan’s Artifact Refining techniques were not particularly outstanding, and Second-Tier Middle Grade refining materials were rarely useful to them.
“Then how many Spirit Stones are you selling this Fourth-Tier Spirit Seed for?” Gu Changhuan asked, feigning interest.
The hemp-clothed rogue cultivator immediately beamed.
“Fourth-tier seeds are a rare treasure, but I feel we have a connection.
I’ll give you a bargain: five hundred spirit stones!” “Five hundred Spirit Stones!” Gu Changhuan acted shocked.
He quickly waved his hand.
“Forget it, forget it.
I don’t have that many Spirit Stones.
Maybe next time!” After speaking, without giving the hemp-clothed rogue cultivator a chance to respond, he quickly walked away.
The boy had not followed the script at all.
Caught off guard, the hemp-clad seller could only watch him leave.
He might intimidate other rogue cultivators here, but the Gu Clan would not tolerate anyone bullying one of their own at Nine Perches Market.
He could only curse Gu Changhuan inwardly, wondering why this kid didn’t even know there was such a thing as haggling in this world.
Gu Changhuan naturally knew, but he simply didn’t want to buy the hemp-clothed rogue cultivator’s goods.
Although Second-Tier Middle Grade ore was good, it wasn’t what he or the Gu Clan needed most.
He had less than one hundred fifty Spirit Stones on him, so naturally he had to spend where it mattered most.
He didn’t lack Pills.
It would be best if he could buy Spirit Grass or Spirit Seeds that the Gu Clan didn’t possess.
If he could obtain a Third-Tier High Grade earth-attribute spiritual item, his great-grandfather’s Purple Mansion breakthrough would truly have hope!
The other vendors perked up when the high price appeared to drive the boy away.
Those nearest him put on especially welcoming smiles.
However, Gu Changhuan had no intention of stopping.
He continued walking forward.
West Street held dozens of stalls, large and small.
Gu Changhuan walked briskly, watching the map in his Sea of Consciousness, but found nothing above the second tier.
When he was almost at the end of West Street, a purple dot marker suddenly appeared on the map!
The name under the purple dot marker was: Mutated Flood-Serpent Egg.
Gu Changhuan’s expression remained unchanged.
Only when he reached the very end of West Street did his footsteps finally stop.
He made a show of studying the goods at the last two stalls.
One man ran both, perhaps because the location was so poor.
“Fellow Daoist, take a look.
My stall has many treasures!” Seeing Gu Changhuan had stopped, the stall owner said with visible delight.
Gu Changhuan discreetly located the item indicated by the purple dot marker.
It was a black egg, casually placed in a corner of the stall.
“If I’m not mistaken, this is Yellow Spirit Grass, right?” He pointed at a golden-colored Spirit Grass on the stall and asked.
Yellow Spirit Grass was one of the main ingredients for refining the First-Tier Middle Grade Spirit-Nurturing Pill, and the Gu Clan’s Spirit Medicine Garden grew many of them.
“A discerning eye, just as I’d expect from the Gu Clan!
It is Yellow Spirit Grass, and an older specimen too—ten years old.
Would you like to buy it?” “How much for it?” Gu Changhuan asked.
He was really after the mutated egg beside the Yellow Spirit Grass.
The seller smiled.
“Eighty spirit stones, if you want it.” The customer was only a boy, but he belonged to the Gu Clan and knew his herbs.
An outrageous price might anger him and lose the seller the deal altogether.
Gu Changhuan pretended to think for a moment, intentionally showing a conflicted expression, but refused to speak.
The stall owner’s price was somewhat inflated.
For a cultivator urgently needing Yellow Spirit Grass, one might grit their teeth and buy it, but Gu Changhuan was only at the second layer of Qi Condensation, and the Gu Clan wasn’t lacking this single stalk of Yellow Spirit Grass.
Seeing Gu Changhuan remain silent for so long, the stall owner also grew somewhat anxious.
Usually, West Street was already quite deserted, and his stall location wasn’t good either.
If he missed this transaction, the next one might not come for several days.
If he successfully sold this Spirit Grass, his livelihood for the next month wouldn’t be a worry!
“If that seems too much, pick out a few other things.
I can give you a better price on them.” The man was not very patient, but he did know something about selling.
“I won’t take advantage of you either.
I’ll buy this Yellow Spirit Grass!
And I’ll take these few small items as freebies, how about that?” Gu Changhuan said apologetically, acting exactly like a rookie who disliked taking advantage of others but also didn’t want to suffer a loss.
He picked up the Flood-Serpent Egg, two pieces of ore, and a packet of seeds near the Yellow Spirit Grass, showed them to the stall owner, then took out eighty Spirit Stones and handed them over.
The stall owner glanced casually at the items Gu Changhuan had chosen.
Sure enough, a kid who couldn’t recognize value.
Two pieces of unranked ore, one First-Tier Low Grade snake egg, and one packet of unranked seeds.
Combined, they weren’t even worth ten Spirit Stones!
This deal still earned him quite a profit!
The vendor watched him leave with a smile.
The boy probably thought he had made a fine bargain.
Perhaps he would come back!
The seller happily pocketed the eighty spirit stones and patted his storage bag, unaware of the extraordinary opportunity he had just lost.
Gu Changhuan hid the smile at the corner of his mouth.
That snake egg appeared to be only First-Tier Low Grade, but it was a mutated variant.
Mutated variants were second in rarity only to divine beast bloodlines.
As for that packet of unranked seeds, they were actually the Spirit Seeds of the Spirit-Concealing Flower.
Those two pieces of ore, however, were indeed mundane objects.
Gu Changhuan had once seen an introduction to this strange flower in an illustrated compendium.
The Spirit-Concealing Flower was a Second-Tier Low Grade plant whose appearance resembled mundane wild roses, while both its seeds and flowers concealed Spiritual Qi within without leaking any externally.
It served as the main ingredient for the Spirit-Concealing Pill and Disguise Paste.
Most importantly, the Gu Clan did not possess the Spirit-Concealing Flower.