The male cultivator naturally wanted to keep listening, but the current issue was... he had to pay.
He hesitated for a mont and spoke, "Master, I’ll pay five spirit stones first, please check her first."
The female cultivator cried out, "Master, I’ll pay the thirty spirit stones, check him first... you said it was fine."
"How could that be?" The man also shouted, "Thirty spirit stones... that’s thirty spirits, I’ll hold on, and it will be fine."
"Why not?" The woman’s voice grew louder, "The spoils of our battle, I also have the right to dispose of them!"
"Ahem," Feng Jun couldn’t stand it anymore, he coughed twice, "Can you two respect a little?"
"I’m really sorry to disturb you," the male cultivator smiled bitterly and cupped his fist, "It’s mainly because earning spirit stones isn’t easy. We minor qi cultivators have to be frugal, and we hope for your understanding..."
It was quite a touching scene, but Feng Jun snorted lightly, "Monkey wine is worth so money, isn’t it?"
The two cultivators were stunned at his words, and after a while, the female cultivator spoke with a contrived smile, "You truly have divine foresight, but we didn’t get much monkey wine, and after the diagnosis, we’ll need to keep so spirit stones to get dicine."
Feng Jun smiled dismissively, "Do you know how much it costs for to do a calculation for soone? I’ve given you a huge discount, and you’re still not satisfied... If I weren’t so bored, your tiny budget wouldn’t even get to budge."
He understood their desire to save money, and he didn’t mind taking a bit less, but he wasn’t willing to be laughed at as a fool for his kindness.
The male and female cultivators exchanged a glance, and the male cultivator spoke up, "Master, we really an no offense, but we truly don’t have many spirit stones left. I wonder..."
He looked around, lowered his voice, and said, "I wonder if it’s possible to offset with supplies?"
"Really..." Feng Jun shook his head with a wry smile, "Forget it, I won’t take your supplies, how many spirit stones do you have?"
If the other party was being so cautious, why should he make them reveal their supplies? After all, this place wasn’t exactly safe.
The female cultivator thought for a mont and asked seriously, "Would twenty pounds of monkey wine do?"
Feng Jun laughed upon hearing it, "Monkey wine doesn’t an much to , I have lovesickness as my dream... thirty pounds of monkey wine."
The female cultivator wanted to speak, but the male cultivator pulled her back and spoke softly, "The master has already been very accommodating to us, thirty pounds it is then. Selling this wine to qi-refining cultivators, it fetches at most one spirit stone per pound."
Even the best of items, if sold to those who can’t afford them, won’t fetch a high price.
The female cultivator was still a bit unwilling, she cautiously glanced at Feng Jun and muttered quietly, "Then it could at least be sold to the master."
The male cultivator rolled his eyes helplessly, "Do you think all masters are like this senior, willing to reason with you?"
Selling to masters could fetch a good price, but if you encounter those heartless ones, it’s better to sell to qi-refining cultivators.
The female cultivator was about to argue, but the male cultivator got annoyed and said directly, "Then let’s just take five pounds and only treat you, is that okay?"
The female cultivator finally took out thirty pounds of monkey wine. Actually, these two were just like a couple struggling together, supporting each other. Of course, when dealing with outsiders, they would save where they could and also haggle, which wasn’t an intolerable flaw.
Feng Jun received the monkey wine and naturally gave them a diagnosis. They actually had no major issues, just pushed themselves too hard and neglected their bodies, resulting in overwork.
Before encountering the Ghost-faced Scorpion, the female cultivator’s health was slightly worse than the male cultivator because they stayed in the Bewildering Soul Forest or similar places for a long ti, causing too much Yin energy to accumulate in her body.
For most female cultivators, excessive Yin energy isn’t a good thing. Just like on Earth, girls know that eating too many cold drinks can cause nstrual pain.
And the poison of the Ghost-faced Scorpion is an extrely strong Yang poison. After getting poisoned, though they detoxified, the woman’s cold Yin energy was greatly dispersed, and because the detoxification wasn’t complete, it actually eased the Yang poison significantly, benefiting her more.
So her problem wasn’t very significant, and careful adjustnt should suffice.
The man’s problem was more significant, but only in comparison to the female cultivator. Although Feng Jun was a half-baked doctor, he had copied a lot of knowledge about ordinary herbs and pills, and with his small programs, handling these minor ailnts was no issue.
Looking at the prescription he wrote, the two exchanged a glance, thanked him profusely, and left.
Feng Jun had opened for business, and since this was considered Wen Family Estate territory, anyone doing business here had to pay fees to the Wen Family.
People were unsure whether to charge this master’s fee, so they reported the matter to Fang Wenping.
"Prediction... healing?" Fang Shangren’s lips curled into a strange smile, and after a mont of contemplation, he said, "If this master doesn’t stay long, then don’t bother him. Besides, healing people is generally a good thing."
After seeing the two patients, Feng Jun fell into a state of idleness.
As soon as those two left, soone ca forward to ask how skilled this master was and how much the consultation fee was.
That man and woman didn’t want others to know they had money, so they said, "We’re not sure about the master’s skill; we’re planning to go out to get dicine, but the consultation fee was really sky-high, he asked us for thirty spirit stones."
If a master makes a move, thirty spirit stones isn’t really expensive, but just for a diagnosis and advice, thirty spirit stones, without even including dication, left others rather speechless.
This place gathered desperados from all over Tiannan, and if one had sufficient financial strength, who would co here to risk their lives?
There are those who beco rich through robbery, but the more they engage in such acts, the more they understand the importance of hiding their abilities.
Thus, Feng Jun waited until the afternoon for the second business transaction to co his way.
This transaction involved a lean youth at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer, looking very pale and dispirited.
It’s impossible for soone at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer to co to the Bewildering Soul Forest alone, so he was accompanied by two strong n and an old woman.
Feng Jun examined him and found that he was slightly poisoned by snake venom. The key issue was that he was overly frightened, causing his soul to beco sowhat unstable. So, Feng Jun prescribed so dicine and charged a consultation fee of one hundred Spirit Stones.
The old woman took the prescription, glanced at it, and spoke in a muffled voice, "These herbs cost no more than thirty spirit stones total, but the esteed one charges a hundred. Is this appropriate?"
Feng Jun lit a cigarette and spoke slowly, "Friend, just the surna of this lad is worth that amount."
The old woman looked up, a strange gleam in her eyes, "Friend?"
"Yes," Feng Jun nodded aningfully. The person in front of him seed to be a shaky Qi Refining Ninth Layer, appearing like soone still contributing in a clan, but in fact, she was genuinely at the Ascension Seventh Layer, even higher in cultivation level than Kong Ziyi.
The old woman understood she was seen through, but still had doubts, "Do you know our young master?"
Feng Jun smiled, "I already said, it’s through deduction... The eight great surnas, worth this price."
Casually ntioning the eight great surnas, so might not necessarily match them correctly, after all, who knows which eight great surnas of the Fang Market in the vast Cultivation World?
But the renowned eight great surnas could only co from that place—Sword Forging Peak!
Of course, the old woman knew, the other party wasn’t guessing. She coughed lightly, "Then the herbs... are too cheap, aren’t they?"
"Friend, you’re just joking," Feng Jun smiled and blew a smoke ring, "Herbs are not judged by their price, only by their effectiveness."
"That makes sense," the old woman nodded and turned to leave.
After walking a few steps, she returned, "May I have the honor of knowing the esteed one’s na?"
"Feng Jun," Feng Jun replied with a smile, "Mountain Master of Mount Zhige, encountering you at the ti of falling flowers."
The old woman clasped her hands in salute and left with the other three.
Let’s not ntion how difficult it would be for anyone to trouble the Jie Family of Sword Forging Peak. Just the fact that Feng Jun received a consultation fee of one hundred Spirit Stones was sothing the distant observers reported again.
The Wen Family Estate hosts the trading platform, and transactions here are subject to a commission of five to ten percent.
At the very least, there’s a fixed fee.
However, at that mont, Fang Wenping’s thoughts were elsewhere; he was tasked with investigating Feng Jun’s background, as he realized one issue: although he didn’t want to confront Kong Ziyi, circumstances weren’t up to him.
Kong Ziyi ca to Cypress Slope with Feng Jun, and if he took fatal action against Feng Jun, how much effort would Kong Ziyi exert for revenge—would she simply investigate, or would she stop only after finding the true culprit?
So he had to clarify their relationship; if it was profoundly deep, then he must consider keeping Kong Ziyi in the Bewildering Soul Forest too—this would significantly increase his operational difficulty.
He did not realize there is a flaw in his thinking—that he considered Feng Jun easy to deal with.
Of course, he had reasons to underestimate Feng Jun—he had previously dealt with two Ascension Elders, one of whom was at an Interdiate Level.
So when he heard that Feng Jun made a hundred Spirit Stones, he impatiently waved his hand, "That’s an Ascension Elder, and a hundred Spirit Stones is count as money? Don’t make a fuss!"
To quickly find out information about Feng Jun, he spent two hundred Spirit Stones just for the deposit.
On that day, Feng Jun completed two business transactions, and by evening, Kong Ziyi ca out from the traveling place, approached him, and asked, "Are you trying to let the Wen Family know of your ability to deduce?"
Feng Jun sighed and responded with so annoyance, "I originally didn’t want to do it this way, but... I had no choice."
His purpose was straightforward—he needed a legitimate reason to stay at the Wen Family Estate.
He didn’t want to miss the closing of the Spirit Gathering Array, so he needed to create a sensation, one he couldn’t even explicitly share with Kong Ziyi.
However, Kong Ziyi misunderstood directly, "Then by doing so, you wish to impress the Wen Family so you can study the Energy of Wooden Fiends?"
Feng Jun could only smile bitterly. "I hope the Wen Family thinks that way, but I never thought you’d fall into this idea first?"
Yet he couldn’t explain to Kong Ziyi, so he could only smile, "It might not work, but it’s worth trying."
anwhile, in a Fang Market over a hundred thousand miles away, an elderly white-haired man looked at the paper crane in the air, a cold murderous intent emanating from his eyes, "How daring, to investigate Feng Jun?"
(Update, summoning monthly tickets.)
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