1048: Chapter 1048: Exchange 1048: Chapter 1048: Exchange Fang Bai had acquired dozens of 500-year-old mid-grade Tears of Crystal during a mountain training exercise for disciples at the Bitao Martial Academy.
Taking out one to trade for a cauldron equivalent to a high-grade Spiritual Artifact was absolutely worth it.
As Fang Bai spoke, he did not intentionally lower his voice, and many martial artists around him heard him ntion the “mid-grade Spiritual dicine,” casting greedy and envious looks toward him.
Although countless Spiritual dicines were traded daily in the Martial Artists Trading Market, most were low-grade.
Mid-grade Spiritual dicines were a rare and expensive category, generally prompting Sect Disciples or Individual Cultivation Martial Artists to offer high prices for purchase or trade.
The stall owner was well-traveled and knowledgeable.
He was especially excited when he heard about the “500-year-old dicinal age” of the Tears of Crystal.
“Deal, young man!
Give your Tears of Crystal, and take this cauldron!”
Seeing several powerful martial artists approaching, the stall owner, fearing his deal would be snatched away, hurriedly circled his stall, grabbed Fang Bai, stuffed the three-foot-tall cauldron into his hands, and then urged Fang Bai to produce the Tears of Crystal.
Indeed, the stall owner had obtained the cauldron from a perilous place, but despite studying it for a long ti, he couldn’t discern any special features.
He had considered discarding it, but reluctant to do so, he brought it to the Martial Artists Trading Market hoping to trade it away.
The cauldron had been on display at the stall for so ti, but no one had taken any interest in it.
The stall owner had almost forgotten its existence, yet Fang Bai had taken interest in it, willing to trade a 500-year-old mid-grade Spiritual dicine for it, delighting the stall owner beyond asure.
The stall owner was a Heaven Level Martial Artist, and he only needed low-grade Essence Stones and low-grade Elixirs for cultivation.
A 500-year-old mid-grade Spiritual dicine could be traded in this market for tens of thousands of low-grade Essence Stones or dozens of low-grade Elixirs, and so the stall owner thought he had made a huge profit by trading a useless cauldron for a valuable piece of Spiritual dicine.
Seeing the stall owner’s anxious look, Fang Bai couldn’t help but laugh silently; with a flip of his hand, a 500-year-old mid-grade Tears of Crystal appeared in his hand.
“Here you go, take it!”
Fang Bai tossed the Tears of Crystal to the stall owner, then gently tapped the cauldron a few tis, a satisfied expression spreading across his face.
At this mont, a few martial artists who had co up close surrounded Fang Bai, all inquiring if he had more mid-grade Spiritual dicine and indicating their willingness to pay a high price for it.
“Do you think mid-grade Spiritual dicines are like wildflowers, growing everywhere?
It’s not easy to obtain one, let alone more.
Right, young man?”
The stall owner, perhaps feeling guilty for taking such a big advantage of Fang Bai, saw Fang Bai being surrounded and stepped forward to help.
“Second You, just because you struck it rich doesn’t an we can’t inquire?
Maybe this young man has other treasures on him.”
A martial artist with a strength comparable to the stall owner glared and said discontentedly.
Another fat martial artist surrounding Fang Bai slapped his shoulder affectionately, speaking warmly, “Young man, besides the Tears of Crystal, do you have any other treasures?
If so, why not show us?
As long as we like what you have, we’ll definitely offer you a satisfying exchange price—whether Essence Stones or Spirit Pills, it’s up to you!”
This fat martial artist had a cultivation level of Heaven Level Perfection, whereas Fang Bai’s cultivation realm was suppressed at the advanced Heaven Level, which was why the fat martial artist dared to be so friendly and familiar.
If the fat martial artist knew that Fang Bai’s true power allowed him to defeat any Vast Level Martial Artist effortlessly, then even with several more guts, he wouldn’t dare touch Fang Bai.
In the world of Martial Dao, the strong are revered, and the weak are despised; the hierarchy is rigid.
When the weak encounter the strong, they must address themselves as juniors and behave respectfully, or else, even if they are severely taught a lesson, no one will pity or sympathize with them.
Fortunately, the chubby martial artist t Fang Bai.
If it had been a strong person with a bad temper, he might have been sent flying with a single punch.
“You want a dium grade Spiritual dicine?
I have it!”
Fang Bai glanced at the chubby martial artist, smiled, and said, “I only need dium grade Essence Stones and dium grade Elixirs.
Do you have any?
Or perhaps you have sothing else that I might find appealing?”
The chubby martial artist was stunned, then burst into laughter, patting Fang Bai on the shoulder, “Young brother, you really know how to joke!
A Heaven Level High Rank Martial Artist like you, why would you need dium grade Essence Stones or Elixirs?
For a martial artist like you, the Essence Energy from dium grade Essence Stones is too strong, and the dicinal power of dium grade Elixirs too fierce; using them in cultivation could damage your ridians and blood vessels.”
Fang Bai seriously said, “I’m not joking!
The Martial Arts Techniques I cultivate are quite special and require the assistance of dium grade Essence Stones and Elixirs!”
Seeing that Fang Bai did not seem to be lying, the chubby martial artist scratched his head, looking troubled, “Well…
as for Essence Stones and Elixirs, I do have so of lower quality, but truly none of dium grade…
Young brother, are you serious about having dium grade Spiritual dicine on you?
You’re not deceiving , are you?”
Including the stall owner, a group of martial artists, upon hearing this, also stared intently at Fang Bai, waiting to see how he would respond.
Fang Bai just smiled enigmatically, leaving everyone in suspense.
“Young brother, my na is Second You, because I’m the second oldest at ho, so here in Purple Fla City, everyone who knows calls Second You…
hehe, young brother, you can call that too.
By the way, may I know your distinguished full na?”
The stall owner who had previously traded with Fang Bai, managed to squeeze through the crowd and got close to Fang Bai again, cheerfully introducing himself.
“Brother You, please.
My family na is…
Bai, with a single given na, Fang.”
Fang Bai knew what Second You was up to; he thought that Fang Bai still had dium grade Spiritual dicine and wanted to get closer to trade for it.
Fang Bai couldn’t help but secretly laugh, and he didn’t reveal his real na, just making one up on the spot.
“So, young brother Bai Fang…
here at my stall, I have a few treasures, none inferior to that furnace.
Take another look; you might find sothing else you like.”
Second You eagerly picked up several items from his stall to show to Fang Bai.
“You got a dium grade Spiritual dicine and still aren’t satisfied?”
“It’s better to share the joy with everyone than enjoy it alone; give us a chance too!”
“You don’t have any good items here anymore, do you?”
…
Seeing that Second You still wanted to take advantage of Fang Bai, the other martial artists were sowhat dissatisfied, and they all spoke up.
These martial artists saw how Fang Bai had just traded one dium grade Tears of Crystal with Second You for an old, useless furnace and considered Fang Bai an easy mark; they also wanted to benefit from him.
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