For this procurement work, Luo Chen did not go to the casual cultivator market.
He just made a big purchase yesterday. It would be too suspicious if he went there again today.
Moreover, there are many people in that place, and most of the people are from the outer city. If you ask around, you will find Luo Chen's changes.
Therefore, Luo Chen gritted his teeth and went to Baicaotang to do some shopping.
In the end, it cost ten more spiritual stones than before to prepare the raw materials for refining the elixir.
As a result, he only had twenty-nine spiritual stones left on hand.
If he buys various daily necessities and firewood later, he will have to spend four spiritual stones.
Twenty-five dollars!
Last night, he still had a huge sum of nearly one hundred and fifty dollars on hand.
"Spiritual stones are truly indestructible."
"This little money is not enough to buy the traction technique."
Standing at the crossroads, Luo Chen looked at the antique Wanbao Tower, gritted his teeth and walked in.
As an industry of the Six Great Sects, its reputation and strength are the best in Dahefang City.
It is difficult for other casual cultivators to get information about consumption in such a place.
"Guest, do you want to buy a magic weapon?"
As soon as he entered, a maid came over.
It was the first time for Luo Chen to come to such a high-end occasion, and he felt a little apprehensive.
He said to see for himself first, and the maid left.
There was no warm sales pitch.
Just because he was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, the robe he wore was not old, and the size was a bit too small, making it look tight.
At first glance, it looks like the kind of casual cultivator who doesn't have strong purchasing power.
After wandering around the spacious first floor for a long time, Luo Chen's anxious state of mind calmed down.
Especially after taking a look at the shelves of high-grade magical instruments, I felt even more confident.
After summoning the maid, Luo Chen said directly: "I want to sell magic weapons. Can you accept them here?"
The maid nodded, "Take it, but you have to let the master appraise it first before giving the price. As for whether the price is suitable, the customer will decide whether to sell it or not."
"No appraisal fee!"
"Haha, guest, you are joking. You want to sell it to us, so naturally you won't charge an appraisal fee."
Luo Chen was really frightened by what Sun Shou did yesterday.
Various fees arise in endlessly.
Sun Shou belongs to the Jade Cauldron Sword Sect, and Wanbao Tower belongs to Tianfan City. I am afraid that these big sects who are rich and unkind are all the same.
Arriving on the second floor, an old man was drinking tea and playing with two red walnuts in his hands.
"Mr. Chu, this guest wants to sell a magic weapon."
"Well, you go down first!" Mr. Chu played with the walnuts with one hand and stretched out the other, "Look at the goods."
A short sword was handed to him, with a swallow-shaped hilt.
Mr. Chu nodded, "This is the standard magical weapon Feiyan Sword forged in Tianfan City. It is of the highest grade."
After weighing it, he shook his head again, "It's a pound lighter, but the blade is seriously worn and needs to be remade."
The mana is injected into the sword, flowing through the sword, and finally the sword tip, sword body, and hilt emit light.
"The Ruijin Formation is damaged."
"The degassing array is still 80% effective."
"The solid formation is unstable and needs to be rebuilt."
"Oh, the sword owner is an idiot and even carved words on it."
After speaking, Mr. Chu threw the Feiyan Sword casually on the table.
"One thousand, if you want to sell it, I, Wanbao Tower, will take one thousand spiritual stones."
Upon hearing this huge number, Luo Chen's eyes widened!
Not too high.
But it’s too low!
As we all know, monks are very sensitive to the fact that the price of magical instruments changes with the market.
The price of low-grade magical instruments ranges from one hundred to five hundred.
The price of a medium-grade magic weapon ranges from five hundred to one thousand.
A high-grade magic weapon starts with one thousand spirit stones.
Among them, the price of offensive magic weapons is generally low, and the most common knives and swords are at the bottom.
Defensive magic weapons are the most expensive.
As for some strange magical weapons, the monks can make their own judgment based on their effects, but the prices remain high.
There is no saying in this world that the weirder the magic weapon, the faster you will die.
The weirder the magic weapon, the more unexpected it will be. When fighting or exploring secret realms, you may be able to win unexpectedly at critical moments.
The price of the flying sword was low, so Luo Chen was mentally prepared.
But it was so low that he couldn't accept it.
"The Feiyan Sword in your store is priced at 2,500 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones!"
Mr. Chu said nonchalantly, "Don't you know that most of the second-hand magic weapons in Wanbao Tower are recycled at half price?"
"But you're not even paying half the price!" Luo Chen said plausibly.
These sect members may not care about the few hundred or two hundred spiritual stones, but to him, that is his entire wealth after years of hard work.
"Then do you know how much effort it takes for us to recycle these magic weapons and put them on the shelves again?"
Mr. Chu counted on his fingers and said, "We have to send it back to the sect first. The freight is an expense."
“Choosing the right materials to repair is another expense.”
"Asking the formation master to complete the formation will cost more."
"And in order to ensure quality standards and avoid being criticized by Tianfan City for selling inferior goods, we have to ask high-level monks to conduct careful testing."
"Finally, we have to spend a lot of effort to send them to Wanbao Towers all the way."
"As for other miscellaneous expenses, I didn't even calculate them with you."
Luo Chen's teeth were a little sore.
This old man doesn't have the air of a Foundation Establishment monk, and he is as calculating as Old Taoist Chen.
"Speaking of which, I have to talk about you young people."
Mr. Chu shook his head and said with hatred: "I know how to fight and kill all day long. Is the magic weapon used to show off force and ruthlessness? This is a soldier who protects the Tao and must be carefully cherished."
"After the battle, it's time to wash up and scrub down!"
"When you have nothing to do, you should use your magic power to nourish yourself, right?"
"Every second-hand magic weapon sent to me is ravaged and dilapidated."
"I feel distressed when I see you!"
When it came to the latter part, he actually became emotional.
Looking at Feiyan Jian's expression, it was the same as seeing his loved one being defiled and being sent home after being played with.
Luo Chen couldn't stand it.
But for the sake of cultivation resources, he gritted his teeth and insisted: "It's too low. This price is really unacceptable to this junior. If you sell it in the casual cultivator market, someone will definitely want it for one thousand and fifty six."
After saying that, he picked up the sword, turned around and left.
"Hey, young man, just wait a minute."
Mr. Chu quickly said, "How about one thousand and one? This is the highest price I can give within my authority."
"It's still too low."
"It's quite a lot, it's really quite a lot. I have never paid this price for any flying sword that is in better condition than this one."
Mr. Chu said seriously: "Besides, most casual cultivators wouldn't dare to ask for flying swords with engraved characters like this, right?"
"One thousand and one, for this price, if you sell it sincerely, I, Wanbao House, will accept it. And I promise that I will never reveal any information about your sale of magic weapons to the outside world!"
Luo Chen stood there, his face uncertain.
Finally he let out a long sigh.
"Okay, deal."
After a while, Luo Chen walked out of Wanbao Tower.
Facing the dazzling eyes, he spat in a very unqualified manner.
"Damn it, profiteer!"
A female nun passed by and glanced at him contemptuously.
What qualities!
Inside Wanbao Building.
Mr. Chu smiled and handed the Feiyan Sword to a big man with a naked upper body and gnarled muscles.
"Melt off the words on it, add some hardware charm, and then put it on the shelves on the first floor!"
The big man took the flying sword and scratched his head.
"The quality is quite good and there is not much damage. How many spiritual stones did Mr. Chu collect this time?"
"It's okay, one thousand and one, I'll make a profit."
Mr. Chu said with a smile, then paused and sighed.
"Today's young people are getting better and better at living a good life. They have to worry about a hundred low-grade spiritual stones with me. How can they be so stingy in the future?"
