Chapter 1016: I Really Don't Want to Be a Black Merchant

Fairy Qianlan said helplessly, "That Asura King did say he would give us some Yin-infused vegetables to take away. Unfortunately, some thief visited and there wasn't a single one left."

The dark-skinned middle-aged man sighed, "What a pity. You've missed this opportunity."

Fairy Qianlan gave a bitter smile. The mysterious old man from the Fire Worship Sect had suddenly inquired if the sect possessed any Yin-infused items from the Underworld, stating they were for artifact refinement. If provided, he would help them open an aperture. The Sect Master immediately thought of Fairy Qianlan, who had been to the underground world. So, he called her to inquire. Unfortunately, Fairy Qianlan didn't have any either.

"Is it still possible for me to go back now?" Fairy Qianlan asked reluctantly. For a Nascent Soul realm cultivator, breaking through a level was incredibly difficult. For that old man to be willing to help, what a great opportunity! Not only could she open an aperture, but she could also form a connection with the old man.

The Sect Master said helplessly, "It's too late. Even if you could find them, the elder wouldn't wait. You may leave now."

Fairy Qianlan sighed deeply. She silently left the main hall, feeling somewhat unwilling. "Tian Zhou will soon arrive in Taicang Prefecture," she thought. "If I'm not strong enough, I won't be able to help him at all."

Suddenly, she noticed the area outside the Fire Worship Sect was brightly lit and bustling with activity, and an idea suddenly struck her. "Why not visit the market? What if I come across other Yin-rich items?"

Meanwhile, Jiang Fan and Hua Wuying finally arrived outside the Daluo Sect. Along both sides of a long ancient path, many martial artists were setting up stalls, selling various items rarely seen normally. Among them, there were even Nascent Soul realm cultivators.

"Life is hard; even Nascent Soul cultivators are setting up stalls," Jiang Fan muttered. He found an empty spot and set up a table and chairs. He placed a row of Yin-filled radishes on the table, sat on a chair, and instructed Hua Wuying, who was behind him: "Call out to people! Why are you just standing there?"

Hua Wuying blushed and said awkwardly, "Isn't this inappropriate? Many of my acquaintances are here. How embarrassing would it be if they recognized my voice and identified me?"

Jiang Fan scoffed, "You won't shout, huh? Then you'll be the commodity! Get on the table!"

Hua Wuying suddenly remembered that she was still collateral, and immediately, looking distressed, she stammered out: "Radishes for sale! Big, thick, black radishes! Anyone want them?"

Jiang Fan frowned. Why did that sound strange?

Just then, the Wraith Crystal in his arms vibrated rhythmically. He took it out and saw Hua Xin pounding on the Wraith Crystal, urgently saying, "Why are you selling my food? If you sell it all, what will I eat?"

Jiang Fan crossed his arms and said indifferently, "So, you're still not going to teach me the Underworld script?"

Hua Xin flatly refused, "No! Not a single word!"

Jiang Fan nodded, "Alright, then you can watch your provisions get sold off."

Hua Xin bit her lip slightly and stubbornly said, "I don't believe anyone would want this stuff. You humans wouldn't want Yin-infused items at all." She also crossed her arms, propping up her ample chest, and glared angrily at the passing customers. If anyone dared to stop, she would glare at them.

Two hours later, Jiang Fan was getting restless. Even though Hua Wuying had shouted herself hoarse, no one had bought anything. At most, people would look curiously and ask questions. Could it be that no one actually wanted this? Wouldn't that make Hua Xin laugh at him?

"How much for this?" A voice, trembling with excitement, drifted over. Jiang Fan looked up and was stunned. Standing before him was a woman in a long blue dress, still elegant and vaguely showing the graceful charm of her youth. Who else could it be but the future Pavilion Mistress?

"What do you want this for?" Jiang Fan asked in surprise. He hadn't waited for a customer, but for someone he knew!

Fairy Qianlan said excitedly, "Never mind that, how much is it?"

Jiang Fan casually picked up a radish and handed it to her, saying, "It's a gift for you." How could he charge someone he knew?

Fairy Qianlan looked strangely at Jiang Fan, who was covered in lightning, "Do we know each other?"

Jiang Fan helplessly wiped away the lightning from his face, "Nonsense! For a woman as pretentious as you, who else would give you something for free besides me?"

Fairy Qianlan was startled, then immediately recognized him, feeling both surprised and annoyed. "You brat!" she exclaimed. "Say what you just said again!" She reached out to pinch Jiang Fan's ear.

Jiang Fan dodged with a laugh, saying, "You want me to give you something and still pinch my ear? Then I won't give it to you." He made a gesture to pack up his stall.

Fairy Qianlan said indignantly, "I was wondering where these Yin-infused items came from. So, it was you, you brat! In that case, were you also the little thief who stole from Asura King Ayu's vegetable garden?" Remembering how Jiang Fan had blamed Kuixing, she couldn't help but burst into laughter, shaking with mirth. That truly was something only this brat would do.

Jiang Fan pointed two fingers to the sky, "I swear to heavens, anyone who eats these Yin-infused vegetables will be struck by five bolts of thunder and receive no love in this life."

Hua Xin desperately pounded on the Wraith Crystal. However, Jiang Fan had forcibly muted her, so no sound could be transmitted. But judging by her actions, she was probably "greeting" Jiang Fan very "cordially."

Fairy Qianlan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't try to be clever. I asked if you stole them, and you answered about eating them. I don't have time to chat with you right now. I'll come find you later." She unceremoniously picked up a radish and asked, "How much are you selling them for? I won't take advantage of you. Name your price."

Jiang Fan helplessly replied, "I'm not sure how much I should sell them for. Just give me a million spirit stones as a token." For a Nascent Soul expert, a million spirit stones was not a large sum.

Fairy Qianlan didn't waste words, throwing him a spatial storage device. "Don't go far, I'll need to find you later," she said. With that, she hurried away.

Jiang Fan picked up the spatial storage device and scanned its contents, only to find a mountain inside. The mountain was made of translucent spirit stones, imbued with spiritual energy. "What is this?" Jiang Fan asked, handing it to Hua Wuying.

Hua Wuying took a look and said, "It's a low-grade spirit stone mine. Large transactions are often done with spirit stone mines, equivalent to a million spirit stones."

Jiang Fan suddenly understood. Looking at the remaining radishes, it seemed no one else would want them. He then decided to pack up his stall.

"Young friend, how much are these radishes? I'll take them all." Just then, a short, bald old man with rough, dark red skin, with his hands behind his back, approached the stall. Looking at the numerous radishes in front of him, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Another buyer? And wants them all? Hua Xin immediately became anxious. This row of radishes amounted to a full thirty percent of her provisions. If they were sold, she'd have nothing. She quickly hammered the Wraith Crystal, saying, "I'll teach! I'll teach! Don't sell them!"

Jiang Fan chuckled. She finally panicked! He took out one radish, put the rest away, and said, "I'll only sell one."

The old man didn't say much, "Alright, how many spirit stones?"

Jiang Fan thought of quoting the low-grade spirit stone mine, but then realized that was a price for acquaintances. How could a stranger get the same price? Multiply it by a few times. "A high-grade spirit stone mine."

"How much?" The old man was clearly stunned, looking into Jiang Fan's eyes to confirm he wasn't joking. After a few seconds of silence, he took out a spatial storage device and said, "Alright." Jiang Fan casually scanned inside, confirmed it was a very large spirit stone mine, then tossed the radish to him. "Here you go."

After the old man left, Jiang Fan carefully examined the spatial storage device containing the high-grade spirit stone mine and chuckled: "If a low-grade spirit stone mine is worth a million spirit stones, then a high-grade one should be worth a few million, right?"

Hua Wuying, behind him, had a blank expression, and in a ghost-like tone, she said: "Not a few million, but a hundred million."