Starting Liver Proficiency from Alchemy

Chapter 54
All night.

On the second day, Han Yi went out early in the morning.

Today, he was going to dispose of the magic weapon he had harvested, and then see if he could buy a suitable magic weapon, and then casually inquire about how the battle was going.

Chiyang Peak, Chiyangfang City.

After Han Yi stepped into Fangshi, he was a little surprised.

In fact, the market at this moment is completely different from a few days ago.

A few days ago, the markets in Inner and Outer Peaks were extremely lively, almost to the point of being crowded.

But at this time, it seemed unusually deserted, even much deserted than before the war with the Blood God Sect.

But he didn't think much, and went straight to the Kowloon shop.

The shopkeeper is still the same one, surnamed He, full name He Fangwei
When He Fangwei saw Han Yi, a smile appeared on his face.

"Fellow Daoist is really lucky to be able to return to the sect alive."

Last time, when Han Yilai asked about buying a defensive robe, He Fangwei speculated that Han Yi was a disciple of the Waifeng, and his realm should be the sixth level of Qi training.

The reason why it's just speculation is because every time Han Yi appears, he wears a mask to cover up his breath. He Fangwei can't directly spy on it, he can only guess.

Generally speaking, when inner disciples enter the inner sect, the sect will bestow a basic defensive robe, which is also for the safety of the inner disciples.

of course.

The basis of his speculation is not only Han Yi's purchase of the robe, but also various clues about Han Yi's purchase of materials and sales of pills many times before.

To be able to live to such an old age and to be in charge of the Kowloon store, He Fangwei's ability to know people has always been good.

This made him have a strong interest in Han Yi. After all, it is outrageous for a disciple of the Outer Peak to have such a powerful alchemy ability.

However, he changed his mind, Han Yi went to the battlefield at the sixth level of qi training, and he knew very well that the probability of Han Yi's death among the monks of the Blood God Sect was too great.

Therefore, he left Han Yi's affairs behind and did not investigate carefully.

Unexpectedly, so many disciples in the late stage of Qi training died. Only Han Yi, who was on the sixth level of Qi training, survived. Moreover, he looked unscathed, which shows how lucky Han Yi is.

in fact.

What Han Yi didn't know was that the reason why Fangshi was so deserted today was that many of the disciples who went out for the expedition had suffered minor or serious injuries, and they were all recuperating in the courtyard. How could they have time to come to Fangshi.

"Oh?" Han Yi's heart moved.

This He Fangwei is the shopkeeper of the Kowloon shop, and his backer is the rumored Supreme Elder of the Golden Core Period of Neifeng. He must know much more inside stories than ordinary disciples of Neifeng and Neifeng.

If you want to inquire about news, wouldn't it be best to find him.

Han Yi's face turned fearful at the right time: "Yeah, my luck is indeed good. If my luck is even worse, I have to explain it to the outside."

is not that right.

It would be too dangerous for Han Yi to be besieged by three Qi training eighth-level people at the same time. Maybe he really confessed to Tian Qingcheng.

"By the way, Shopkeeper He, do you know what happened to make us leave overnight?"

Han Yi didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

He Fangwei shook his head: "The old man is just a businessman, how do I know."

"Speaking of business, Fellow Daoist is here today, do you have any pills to sell?"

Han Yi also knew that He Fangwei didn't want to tell him.

That's right, for He Fangwei, he is just an ordinary disciple, and he is not qualified to know.

If the relationship is not in place, of course some things cannot be said.

Han Yi shook his head: "Shopkeeper He, I have some magical artifacts here, let's see if the Jiulong store accepts them."

"Of course, as long as it is a business, Kowloon can do it." He Fangwei replied without thinking.

Han Yi nodded, and took out the first magic weapon.

This is a magic weapon in the shape of a long-handled umbrella. This magic weapon is the most severely damaged, and even more than half of it is damaged.

"This is a medium-grade magic weapon, but the damage is too serious, and there is no possibility of repairing it at all. It can only be dismantled and sold as materials."

"Well, let's count three hundred spirit stones. This price is very fair. If you go to other places, you will never get a higher price than this."

He Fangwei's eyes gleamed like a businessman's, and after appraising it, he gave the price.

Han Yi nodded.

Of course he knew that the so-called 'fair price' mentioned by the shopkeeper was just a common business term.

And it is impossible for him to take it to other places for appraisal. After all, it is too time-consuming and laborious. Moreover, it will take longer to build trust. He has done a lot of business in Kowloon, so he is more or less familiar with it.

"Okay, then the price will be three hundred spirit stones." Han Yi confirmed.

He Fangwei smiled. During this special period of the sect, the original price of resources and materials doubled, and he could make a lot of money with this sum.

"Wait a minute, there is one more thing."

Seeing that He Fangwei was about to pay the bill, Han Yi took out the second magic weapon from the storage bag.

This is a long streamer shaped instrument.

"Oh, blood soul banner." He Fangwei's eyes lit up, and then he looked at Han Yi with complicated eyes.

"Shopkeeper He knows?"

"Of course, the Blood Soul Banner is one of the regular instruments of the Blood God Sect."

He Fangwei picked up the blood soul banner and nodded, showing satisfaction.

"A medium-grade magic weapon, although it is a little damaged, it is not a serious problem. It only needs a little refining to recover."

"Friend Daoist, your luck is not so good."

The last sentence, He Fangwei said with a half-smile and Diu Hanyi.

Han Yi's face was calm: "Good luck, really lucky, shopkeeper He will give you a price."

"Well..., according to the market price, a normal medium-grade magic weapon is probably in the range of [-] to [-] spirit stones."

"This blood soul banner has four main souls in it, which should normally be around four thousand spirit stones, but it has been damaged, so it can be estimated at three thousand five thousand."

"but……"

Having said that, He Fangwei paused.

"However, let's not hide it from fellow daoists. At this time, the market is in short supply for this type of combat magic weapon. The Nine Dragons store is offering a profit for this magic weapon, so how about a valuation of [-]?"

He Fangwei originally wanted to estimate the price at [-], but after thinking about it, he added [-] more.

After all, this kind of magic weapon belongs to the Blood God Sect, and the monks who own this level of magic weapon are all in the late stage of Qi training. Han Yi can actually have such a magic weapon.

It's definitely not the good luck he said, the biggest possibility is that he killed a monk of the Blood God Sect who was in the late stage of Qi training, and got the magic weapon.

This was the reason why he had a complex expression and finally gave him five hundred more spirit stones.

It is of course fundamental for a businessman to make money, but how and how much he makes depends on the situation.

"Okay, let's make a valuation of four thousand spirit stones."

Han Yi's face finally showed joy.

Four thousand spirit stones, you must know that the Shadowless Sword he bought last time was only three thousand five spirit stones, and this blood soul banner, even if it is damaged, is still higher than his Shadowless Sword, which shows its quality The second time, it was even higher than the Shadowless Sword. Unfortunately, I couldn't get used to this magic weapon, so I had to sell it.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

Han Yi took out the blood-colored long knife and placed it on the table. The invisible evil spirit dispersed instantly.

He Fangwei looked at Han Yi in a more complicated way now.

"Friend Daoist, you are so lucky, you have something."

Han Yi nodded: "Good luck, really lucky, shopkeeper He estimate the price."

He Fangwei appraised it and gave an estimate of three thousand spirit stones.

Han Yi was slightly puzzled. The intact knife was worth three thousand spirit stones, while the damaged long flag was estimated at four thousand.

He Fangwei saw Han Yi's doubts and explained: "The price standard of a magic weapon is mainly measured by its source material and power. The power of the blood soul banner is stronger than that of the blood knife. It’s not serious, and its price is higher than that of a blood knife.”

Han Yi nodded.

"Okay, let's calculate according to the estimate of shopkeeper He."

"There is one last magic weapon, shopkeeper He will give you an estimate."

Han Yi took out the three silver beads used by the gloomy youth and placed them on the table.

He Fang stood up violently and exclaimed.

"A high-grade magic weapon, a silver light bead?"

He stared at Zhuzhu, and after three full breaths, he turned to Han Yi. His expression was no longer complicated, but dignified.

"Fellow Daoist, your luck is against the sky."

The luck he is talking about now has another meaning, that is strength.

Han Yi heard his voice, and just smiled: "Yeah, good luck, good luck."

"Shopkeeper He recognizes this magic weapon?"

"Of course I recognize it. The famous Silver Light Bead, this set of magical artifacts comes from Nandou Temple, one of the three major sects. Among the top-grade magical artifacts, it is also a relatively well-known category."

"Fellow Daoist, are you sure you want to sell?"

He Fangwei stared at Han Yi with burning eyes.

(End of this chapter)