Longevity: Start Farming with Entries Chapter 231 - 217: Dispute

The Five Elents Primordial Spirit Peach is incredibly rare. How could Huangfu Qii dare to eat it privately? This batch of peaches was personally appointed by Guu Tongshan and must all be handed over to headquarters.

Guu Qingzhao was once again full of admiration for Qin Ming’s Spirit Plant Skill.

Even the Spirit Plant Masters of Divine Herbal Valley, who were at a loss with such delicate Spirit Plants, found them easy to cultivate in Qin Ming’s hands, like drinking water and eating food.

"Fellow Daoist Qin truly gave a surprise. With this deal reached, from now on, the Spiritual Peach Tree belongs to Fellow Daoist Qin." Guu Qingzhao put away the spirit peaches in front of her, full of joy inside.

The value of this batch of spiritual peaches is imasurable. She didn’t expect that Qin Ming would cultivate so many spiritual peaches in the first batch.

Initially, Guu Tongshan and she expected that harvesting five or six would already be the limit.

Unexpectedly, the harvest far exceeded their expectations.

During the exchange of cups and mingling, the group exchanged so intelligence, and Qin Ming learned a lot of the latest news from Guu Qingzhao’s mouth.

After chatting for a while, Qin Ming asked, "I need a good Spirit Beast Bag. Does your pavilion have any for sale?"

"I didn’t expect Fellow Daoist Qin to also have an interest in the Path of Beast Taming, hehe." Guu Qingzhao showed a hint of surprise.

Qin Ming smiled and said, "I wouldn’t call it expertise, just sothing to dabble in when I’m idle on the island."

Guu Qingzhao smiled and then took out several High-Tier Spirit Beast Bags from her storage pouch and placed them on the table.

"The demand for Spirit Beast Bags isn’t very high in Vast Sea Immortal City, so our pavilion hasn’t stocked many."

"Currently, only these few are good. Fellow Daoist Qin, see if any suit your needs?"

Qin Ming picked up a Spirit Beast Bag to inspect it and finally chose a blue Spirit Beast Bag, the space inside which was several tis larger than the one he used now, more than enough for his three Spirit Beasts.

"I’ll take this one. How many Spirit Stones?"

Guu Qingzhao smiled, "It’s just a Spirit Beast Bag. I’ll give it to Fellow Daoist Qin."

"Fellow Daoist Qin brought so many Five Elents Primordial Spirit Peaches. I don’t even know how to repay you."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming didn’t stand on ceremony and accepted the Spirit Beast Bag.

Having exchanged information for half a day within Mirror Snow Pavilion,

and acquired what he needed, Qin Ming bid farewell to a few people and left Mirror Snow Pavilion.

...

A half-stand of tea later.

Just as he walked out of the main road, preparing to head to the core area’s Pill Furnace Pavilion to buy materials, he passed by the Fengg Family’s Talisman Shop.

There, he saw a crowd of cultivators gathered, and a commotion was heard.

Qin Ming halted his steps and rely extended his Divine Thought to see what was happening.

The next mont, a familiar figure left him quite surprised.

"Why is Lvu Wanjun here?"

Outside the Fengg Family’s Talisman Shop, Fengg Family mbers were confronting a group of sect cultivators.

Lvu Wanjun seed to be helping Fengg Sihai to resolve the situation.

The sect cultivators were not from Wei Country but dressed in the Jin Country Spirit Sword Mountain attire.

Qin Ming had heard of this sect, a top-tier force in the Jin Country’s Cultivation Realm, with a Fake Pill Ancestor overseeing it.

He listened in the shadows for a while, piecing together the story’s details.

The incident stemd from when a Spirit Sword Mountain Qi Cultivation Stage disciple discovered an item in an inner city stall, planning to seize a bargain. Unfortunately, he didn’t have enough Spirit Stones.

He asked the stall owner to hold it for him and returned to the Spirit Sword Mountain base to borrow Spirit Stones.

However, upon returning with the Spirit Stones, he found that Fengg Sihai had outbid him and taken the item.

He questioned the stall owner, who naturally said it was sold to whoever paid first, leaving the disciple infuriated.

The Spirit Sword Mountain disciple reported this to his sect. Initially, the Foundation Establishnt cultivators of Spirit Sword Mountain dismissed it as just junk, not worth mobilizing forces for.

But once the disciple described the item in detail, the situation changed.

"Uncle Master Guan Mo, the disciple has seen in an ancient book spirit patterns identical to those on that item. It could very possibly be an artifact fragnt from ancient tis!"

"What?! An ancient artifact fragnt? Are you sure?"

"The disciple dares not lie."

Realizing it might be an artifact fragnt, the Foundation Establishnt cultivators of Spirit Sword Mountain were unwilling to remain idle.

Thus, the current scene unfolded.

Spirit Sword Mountain was led by a square-faced, middle-aged mid-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator, referred to by the Qi Cultivation disciple as Uncle Master Guan Mo.

At this mont, he was arrogantly speaking to Fengg Sihai:

"Junior! Sensibly hand over the item imdiately."

"Otherwise... consider the consequences carefully."

"Can a re Qi Cultivation Clan safeguard such a treasure?"

"Your clan mbers cannot hide in Vast Sea Immortal City forever, can they?"

As he spoke, Guan Mo exuded a formidable spiritual pressure of a mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, attempting to intimidate Fengg Sihai into submission.

Fengg Sihai, overwheld by this spiritual pressure, turned pale, nearly losing his footing, cold sweat drenching his back.

But he still gritted his teeth, refusing to surrender to the other’s demands, as he hesitated on whether or not to relinquish the item.

At that mont, Lvu Wanjun raised her hand, blocking the spiritual pressure for him, with anger showing on her charming face: "This Daoist of Spirit Sword Mountain, trades in Vast Sea Immortal City have always been free and cannot be subjected to buying under duress!"

"A re Order Officer of an Immortal City, why do you ddle so much? Do you intend to jeopardize your sect’s cooperation with the Immortal City?" Guan Mo, noting Lvu Wanjun’s low early-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivation, showed no favor despite her being from Vast Sea Immortal City.

"Moreover, it’s not that our Jin Country insisted on coming to Vast Sea Immortal City but that your Master Vast Sea issued a call for help, requiring our support."

"Consider the stakes carefully. Is it worth risking for a re Qi Cultivation Clan?"

"Besides, that item was reserved by a disciple of my sect, he just lacked enough Spirit Stones at the mont."

"You... you!" Lvu Wanjun was left speechless, awkwardly blushing under her low cultivation in comparison to the other.

She had never suffered such humiliation while Lvu Liang was around.

She rembered Lvu Liang’s words to occasionally look after the Fengg Family.

Unexpectedly, the matter today involved a sect from another country, making it hard to handle.

Seeing this, Guan Mo pressed further on Fengg Sihai coldly: "Junior, if you hand over the item, I will not hold this matter against you. Consider it never happened."

He plainly had no intention of compensating the Fengg Family with Spirit Stones either.

Fengg Sihai sighed, understanding the weight of this as the head of the family, ready to avert calamity with financial loss, and let go of the item.

He proceeded to turn to Lvu Wanjun gratefully, saying:

"Elder Lvu, you have always treated us well, and I cannot trouble you further."

Lvu Wanjun, looking complex, also sighed.

Thus, Fengg Sihai rummaged through his storage pouch, pulling out a rusty Copper Mirror, preparing to hand it over.

Suddenly.

When Qin Ming’s Divine Thought swept over the mirror, his expression changed to one of surprise.

’It truly is an artifact fragnt!’

’Could Fengg Sihai be naturally endowed with a sacred body for finding bargains?’

’First, his disciple stumbles upon Innate Earth in an outer cave mansion.’

’And now snatching an artifact fragnt, remarkable!’

At this ti.

The Heaven-Devouring Rat King in his Spirit Beast Bag stirred, communicating with Qin Ming in an astonished tone:

’This aura...’

’Master, sothing extraordinary is afoot! I seem to sll the scent of a mighty treasure!’

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