Chapter 27 - Chapter 27: Chapter 27: Zhang Sen Borrows Spirit Stone Again (1/2)

Chapter 27: Chapter 27: Zhang Sen Borrows Spirit Stone Again

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Now that night had just fallen, there were still many people on the streets, and Lin Jing felt no fear from the man in black doing him any harm.

Because in Fang Market, there were rules that no one could attack at will, otherwise, the penalty would be light in some cases, such as the abolition of one’s cultivation, followed by expulsion from Fang Market.

In severe cases, the offender would be killed on the spot.

However, even so, there were still people who caused trouble at midnight, especially on the outskirts of Fang Market, where monitoring was not so strict, and people often disappeared.

As for the Fang Market itself, they turned a blind eye, as long as there was no trouble within the market itself.

The outskirts were just home to some Loose Cultivators who depended on Fang Market, and were not considered that important.

After leaving, Lin Jing strolled around for a bit before selling some elixir medicines in small quantities at other shops, and then he returned home.

Once home, Lin Jing poured out all his Spirit Stones and counted them.

With those sold today, Lin Jing now had nearly 1,800 Lower Grade Spirit Stones.

These Spirit Stones should be enough to buy a decent Magic Artifact, but he was unsure if he could afford a Magical Treasure that was a bit cheaper.

“Hmm, I’ll go to Yuebaolou tomorrow to see if there are any Magical Treasures that are a bit cheaper,”

Lin Jing contemplated.

At night, Lin Jing entered the System Space, neatly putting away the harvested Spirit Rice and Seven-Star Grass.

After a few more days, he could sell the Spirit Rice and Seven-Star Grass.

Once everything was in order, Lin Jing commenced his alchemy work.

Perhaps due to bad luck, he didn’t produce a single Pure Elixir that evening.

The next day, at Yuebaolou.

“Lin Daoyou, this Concealment Artifact can block the Divine Sense probes of late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators. Its effects could be said to be quite remarkable, and it’s priced at only 1,200 Spirit Stones.”

Lin Jing looked at the black cloak-like artifact. Wearing it on the head would be so conspicuous, what good would it do if it could defend against Divine Sense probes?

He couldn’t help shaking his head.

The artifact was too conspicuous, and it could only guard against the Divine Sense probes of Foundation Establishment Cultivators, which did not meet his requirements.

However, with his finances, this was probably the best level of Concealment Artifact he could buy.

Magic Artifacts crafted by cultivators below the Golden Core Stage were called

‘Magic Artifacts.’

Only Magical Treasures created by Golden Core Stage and above Cultivators were termed as Magical Treasures.

The Concealment Magical Treasure of the Golden Core Stage that Lin Jing wanted was too expensive, with the cheapest starting at tens of thousands of Spirit Stones.

As for why Lin Jing didn’t directly buy a Foundation Establishment Concealment Artifact,

it was because in the future he needed to frequently sell elixir medicines, and he needed to change his identity often to avoid attracting attention.

Moreover, most of the backers behind the various shops were Golden Core Stage Cultivators. In the future, Lin Jing would unavoidably sell a large quantity of Pure Elixir Medicines and have to interact with them; the Concealment function of a Foundation Establishment Artifact was practically nonexistent against Golden Core Stage Cultivators.

Buying one might as well be the same as not buying at all.

Feeling helpless, he could only put the idea aside for now. At present, it was still fine, as he had always been very careful and had not attracted anyone’s attention. For the time being, there was no harm.

Then, Lin Jing returned home. Just as he arrived at the gate, stepping into the courtyard, someone called out to him.

“Brother Lin.”

Lin Jing turned around to see that it was the brothers Zhang Sen and Zhang Lin.

“Brother Zhang, what is it?” Lin Jing asked.

Ever since he found out that the two were addicted to gambling, Lin Jing’s impression of them had not been very good.

However, remembering that Zhang Sen had been of help when he had first arrived, Lin Jing did not show it too obviously.

“Brother Lin,” Zhang Sen appeared somewhat uneasy, then continued to speak. “This time we’re troubling Brother Lin to save us brothers. Please lend us 10 Spirit Stones so we can pay the management fee for this period at the Fang Market. We beg you, Brother Lin.”

“Management fee?” Lin Jing pondered for a moment, then remembered.

Wasn’t that what he paid yesterday? What was the matter with these two?

Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be difficult for the two mid-stage Qi Practitioners to earn ten Spirit Stones, yet now they could not even produce that amount.

“Could it be that they gambled again?” Lin Jing thought subsequently.

“Sorry, I just paid the management fee, and I’m not very well-off lately,” Lin Jing said, declining directly.