Chapter 10 - Merchant (1/2)
Fire essences! Ten mid grade mana crystals for one gram of fire essences!”
”Mana condensing formation panel! For someone who is still in the mana condensation stage!”
”Hundred-year old magical plant seed for mystical pet owners! For eight mid grade mana crystals!!”
”Aroma oil? Enchanted lamp? Bombs! Shackling rope!? It's all yours, my friend! As long as you have enough crystals!”
The deafening chaos in the market made ears split like standing under a giant speaker. Vendors yelled prices and frustrated buyers angrily argued with the annoyed shopkeepers. A nincompoop tries to cut the line to some famous shop across the market and everyone aggressively beats him to the last rope of his life. It seemed as if all the sounds in the world had come to a reunion.
”I don't remember the cultivation market being this crowded a few years ago.” MF said, satisfied with the self repairing black bowler hat she bought for cheap on the nearest vendors as she traced the hat multiple times, ensuring that it was there like a child given a new costume for Halloween. The new hat complimented her black short cloak really well, she did offer Foel to get a matching hat but the tanomobi calmly refused.
Foel, who was surprised by her husband's eccentricity, darted her eyes to the gratification while scanning the vendors that sold cultivation laws. ”The cultivation market was always this crowded especially after the newest breakthrough in universal teachings that almost everyone can cultivate and become a Usurper. So life seems to be getting better now, wait, what was this 'few years ago' equivalent to?”
”Around 100 years.”
”... How old are you?”
”Around 3000 or so.” MF casually replied, sinking the front of her hat to shade upper of her face.
”You're older than my grandpa, didn't know that I was actually proposed to by an old hag, or old gramps, whatever your gender was.”
”I'm still your handsome husband, regardless.”
”Being handsome doesn't equal having a pretty face and bosoms bigger than your wife.”
”Want me to make you more voluptuous?”
”Then I shall decline that ominous offer.”
”Scrumptious, I like my wife shorter than me in any way.”
”So you aren't actually planning to!”
Upon many vendors they encountered, the shabbiest one was now what they approached. The old man who guarded numerous cultivation law books on top of the rag was showing his wide grin devoid of teeth. ”Welcome! Welcome! Two young lass who tow the sawboard, tell this old man what seed you want to sow?”
”Referring to the cultivation law as a seed to sow, interesting.” Foel scanned what the old man had to offer.
”Old man, got any physical cultivation law?” MF squatted down to see the delicate and precious storage of knowledge written in papers with some of the edges chewed by time, the dullness doesn't make the law book lesser than precious.
”Physical cultivation?” The old man opened his right eyes really wide. ”None of the youngsters I met ever spoke that word since a long time ago, thus my belongings are rather rare and pricey as the time plays checker with unknown space hurriedly.”
The old man grabbed the pouch on his back, a pocket space pouch. With it, his clutch brought back three cultivation laws book colored in red, spreading them open like a fan. Without even asking much of the two people in front of him why they need those laws, the peculiar old man showed a smile wide enough to squint his eyes.
MF looked at the three books previewed. ”Iron Might Law, Scattering Petals Of Thousand Palms Law, and Rigid Shadow Without Mist Law. All of the three are quite ancient, I applaud your belongings, old man.”
He put the books on the thin rag platform, gesturing all his fingers open. ”Nyoho! One of them cost 10 mid grade mana crystals.”
”That is quite a steal, no?” Foel said, pondering on the avant garde price.
1 high rank mana crystal was equal to 1000 mid rank, and 1 mid rank was equal to 10,000 low rank. Despite being extremely rich with 5 high rank mana crystals on the bag, Foel's mind was still lagging due to the severe poverty she had after all of those mindless search for mana crystals. So in her mind, she was still poor as hell and forgot that her husband's wealth was literally in her pocket space.