Chapter 421: We Were Tricked. Hahaha…

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Isn’t that so?” The middle-aged man expressed some regret. “I wonder who composed it. Could you introduce me to the author?”

Jiang Hao shook his head. “He probably passed away.”

“I see.” The middle-aged man didn’t press him further but raised the wine bottle in his hand. “Would you care for some wine, fellow disciple?” “Thank you for your kind offer, but I don’t drink,” Jiang Hao said.

“It seems it really wasn’t your poem. What a pity…” The middle-aged man sighed in disappointment.

Jiang Hao didn’t say anything.

“Well then, sorry for bothering you.” The middle-aged man turned and walked away.

Jiang Hao paid no mind and moved away from the area and continued downstream.

Hong Yuye didn’t turn around, and he didn’t dare to look at her either.

The wooden boat didn’t need to be returned. So, they left it downstream.

The middle-aged man watched the boat leave and stood beside the drunken man. “Such a shame… really a pity.’

The intoxicated man lay at the bow of the boat and gazed at his reflection in the water. He chuckled. “Unaware of the heavens while drunk. Sound asleep while crossing the Milky Way. I like it. Hahaha…”

His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were unfocused. He was pretty good-looking.

The middle-aged man beside him had a bit of stubble. He looked wise.

“Let’s see where this poem came from.”

With a wave of his hand, the starry river surged, and the constellations shifted.

Soon, he was left dumbfounded in place.

“Where are we?” the middle-aged man asked.

The man at the bow of the boat suddenly burst into laughter. “Right here! We were tricked. Hahaha…

He laughed so hard that he couldn’t stop. He found it amusing that they were deceived.

He trembled with laughter and suddenly fell into the water.

The middle-aged man paid no attention to his cries for help. “It really is him. It seems he doesn’t like us. No, I should go see where they are and pay them a visit. ”

“First…ugh… save me, please!” The drunk man struggled in the water.

Early the next morning, Jiang Hao walked out of the inn.

After returning from the river yesterday, they found an inn. It cost three spirit stones for one night.

They had taken two rooms.

The location was a bit secluded, and it was not a popular inn, but the facilities were decent.

It cost them six spirit stones a day for two rooms. That was about 180 spirit stones a month.

The sect’s resources for three months wouldn’t be enough to cover one month’s stay here.

In places with more people, some things were cheap, while others were expensive.

Lodging shouldn’t be a necessity for cultivators, but the prices were still steep.

The entire inn was covered by formations.

That morning, he brewed tea for Hong Yuye and bought some pastries. After that, he wanted to go out and attend to his own matters.

First, he needed to find a place to set up his stall. Then, he wanted to visit the Twin City Peak.

It was already May. In another month, the Dao Conference would take place. He had to be present then. Otherwise, the mission would fail.

In a few days, the gathering would likely begin again.

Xing might inquire about their location to make sure they could arrive on time.

The Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment wasn’t a small matter. No one dared to be careless.

During the day, the streets were bustling with more people than at night.

People roamed the streets in groups of twos and threes.

Everything seemed normal.

After a while, Jiang Hao found a spot for his stall, which required spirit stones to activate.

After getting a rough idea of the prices, he spent ten spirit stones to open the stall for the day.

This time he displayed spirit herbs, pill formulas, pills, magical treasures, and talismans in his stall.

He didn’t bring out the Blood Gourd. It might come in handy, so he wanted to keep it.

Before long, a woman appeared at his stall. She looked at the pull formula.

“How much is this?”

“Three thousand spirit stones,” Jiang Hao said.

He wasn’t sure about the value of the pill furnace in other places, but here it wasn’t worth much.

Three thousand was the average price. Others were selling it for less. “This is too expensive.” The woman took a quick look and put the furnace down.

It seemed she didn’t even intend to negotiate.

Jiang Hao was speechless.

He could only wait.

“How much for a healing talisman?” asked a young man.

After hearing the price, the person walked away. “Too pricey.”

Jiang Hao had priced the items according to the standards of the Bright Moon Sect. He had also asked around about the prices here. While they might be a bit cheaper, the difference wasn’t that significant. He didn’t know why these people found his things so expensive.

Helplessly, he could only continue to wait.

By afternoon, Jiang Hao hadn’t sold anything yet.

Doing business was proving more difficult than he had anticipated.

Although many people asked about his products, they didn’t buy any. It was either too expensive or the items were too ordinary.

It wasn’t until evening that he finally understood what was happening. He lacked competitiveness.

His items were commonplace and abundant in this place.

Anybody could find cheaper options at another stall. Even if the prices were similar, the other vendors had a variety of the same product. There was simply no reason for anyone to choose him.

‘Looks like I need to lower the prices.’

But he wasn’t in a rush. He closed his stall and walked around. He asked for items and their prices to compare them to his own. He couldn’t set the price too low, after all.

At the same time, he wanted to assess the strengths of these vendors, so he could prevent them from retaliating.

In the end, he decided to raise his cultivation to the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm and lower the prices for his items.

He would only lower the items for the products that weren’t available here.

And by leveraging these lower prices, he could encourage people to buy other things as well.

After bringing some food back to the inn, Jiang Hao once again set up his stall.

At night, with more people around, he didn’t slack off. Luckily, the stall was reserved for the whole day, so he could use it any time.

“How much is this pill furnace?” asked a woman.

“Two thousand three hundred,” Jiang Hao said.

“Too…” The woman was about to put it down when she caught herself.

She didn’t voice her thoughts but picked up the pill furnace again to examine it more closely.

This time, she was looking at it with great interest.

After making sure the quality was decent, she doubted that she had heard wrong.

“How much for this in spirit stones?”

“Two thousand three hundred,” Jiang Hao said again.

He had seen similar pill furnaces before. The lowest price for it in this area was two thousand eight hundred.

Initially, he had priced it at three thousand, which was a fair valuation. Now, he was offering it at a cheaper rate than the market price.

Anyone who knew the market wouldn’t change their vendor unless they got a better deal.

“What about these pill formulas?” The woman didn’t put down the pill furnace this time.

“Five hundred for one, ” Jiang Hao said. The pill formula was of the Gold Core Realm. It was ordinary but still worth five hundred spirit stones.

“What about these spirit herbs?” she asked again.

In the end, the woman spent seven thousand spirit stones in purchasing the pill furnace, some spirit herbs formulas, and pills.

With seven thousand spirit stones in hand, Jiang Hao sighed in relief. He realized that the items in Yu Xuan’s storage treasures were very valuable.

There was also a spirit sword. At the very least, it could be sold for four or five thousand spirit stones. In the sect, it would fetch five or six thousand.

Prices for magical treasures were generally lower here.

In the end, he sold the spirit sword for a lower price too. Unfortunately, the person only bought the sword and nothing else.

Fortunately, three thousand five hundred spirit stones for a spirit sword wasn’t much of a loss.

He now had a total of 21,600 spirit stones.

At this point, even though he still had spirit herbs and pills to sell, Jiang Hao wanted to find a place that traded in magical treasures.

He still had a fair number of spirit swords to get rid of.

“You want to sell magical treasures to us?” The woman at the counter of one of the pavilions that dealt with magical treasures was amused. ‘We don’t buy regular magical treasures here. What kind of magical treasure do you have?” Jiang Hao took out a spirit sword. It was just an ordinary one.

“This spirit sword is priced at ten spirit stones here, but we’re not interested.” The woman shook their head.

“I can sell it to you for four spirit stones each, and I have several thousands of them,” Jiang Hao said.

The woman at the counter was taken aback. ‘Several thousand?’

“Fellow disciple, please come this way, ” the woman said politely and led the way..

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