Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 30

[Chapter 30 Settlement (Seeking Collection)]

“According to the rules of independent cultivators, the last blow of this demon tiger was taken by you, Brother Fang, so you can get a share. What do you think?”

Chen Yi glanced at Fang Xing with his cloudy eyes and suddenly spoke.

“Brother!”

When Chen Hongtian heard this, he couldn’t help but get anxious.

How much effort did they put into this monster? How could they give it to an outsider?
How many spirit stones did they spend on it?

They, the Five Heroes of Cangshan, are in the world of immortals, but they are not kind people!

However, Chen Yi shook his head and used his eyes to stop his third brother from speaking.

On the contrary, Hua Feiyue laughed tenderly upon hearing this: “That’s right… This little brother was able to kill the demon tiger with one strike, so obviously his skills are quite good. I wonder which master did he learn from?”

But he was trying to find out Fang Xing’s origins and background in a roundabout way.

“I have no sect or school…”

Fang Xing chuckled: “As for the materials on the demon tiger, you don’t need to take any of them. I was just delayed outside recently and didn’t expect the market to become like this. I wonder what the situation is like in Qinglin Market now?”

He had a drone to collect herbs and he didn’t even look at the materials on this first-level demon tiger.

The main purpose of showing up is to gather information.

“Everything is fine in the market… except that the prices of various materials have increased. The elders of Qingxuan Sect have issued a ‘Monster Hunting Order’. Now you can get an extra spiritual stone by killing monsters…”

Chen Yi let out a long breath, and his slightly old face showed a bitter smile: “We are a little overwhelmed, so we went out and took risks to hunt monsters…”

“I see……”

Fang Xing nodded in understanding, asked a few more questions, and after a moment, he cupped his hands and said, “We’ll meet again in the future!”

Immediately, a figure flashed and sank into the dense forest. After a few twists and turns, the figure disappeared.

“Brother, why are you so polite to a kid?” Chen Hongtian saw Fang Xing’s movements, but his eyes flashed: “I don’t think this person is a cultivator, not even a congenital one…”

“Haha, Third Brother, you are wrong… Can an ordinary post-natal warrior kill the ‘Red Flame Tiger’ with one strike?”

Hua Feiyue’s voice is gentle and charming, penetrating into the bones.

Meng Yi and Shen Yuxin came to the Red Flame Tiger, took out daggers and other items, and prepared to collect materials on the monster.

At this time, he turned the demon tiger over and exclaimed, “Brother, look!”

Chen Yi walked over and saw that the snow-white belly of the demon tiger was now charred black.

“Is this… thunder magic? A thunder attribute talisman?”

Chen Hongtian’s eyes narrowed.

“No, I’m afraid it’s… a blood-refined magic weapon!”

Chen Yi thought of the silver-shirted young man holding a stick that had been pointed at him and his companions, and suddenly felt cold: “This person… must not be provoked!”

Blood-refined magic tools!
Even in Qinglin Market, they are extremely rare.

All the holders are at the peak of innate power. With the help of blood-refined magic tools, they can become equals to ordinary cultivators in the middle stage of Qi training.

But this item appeared on a post-natal warrior!
What does this mean?
If the other party didn’t get it by chance by picking up a corpse, then he must have a deep background and is extremely difficult to provoke!

And from the conversation just now, the young man was definitely not a lucky and arrogant person.

“Big brother and second sister are good at judging people…”

Chen Hongtian touched the back of his head and said, “Fortunately, that person doesn’t distinguish between monster meats. Let’s quickly get the materials and leave immediately…”

“Well, what Third Brother said is the most true. We should not stay here for long.” Chen Yi nodded and ordered the four men to start skinning and pulling out the tendons of the Red Flame Tiger. Each of them carried hundreds of kilograms of meat, as well as tiger skin, tiger bones, and tiger whip, and left quickly…

From afar, Meng Yi’s slightly excited voice could be heard: “The materials of this demon tiger are worth at least dozens of low-grade spirit stones. This time we’re rich!”

“Hehe… It’s a pity that the number of monsters has increased. The price of monster meat in the market has dropped recently… Otherwise, we can make more money.”

After these people left, the bloody remains on the ground attracted a few hungry wolves, which licked the remaining meat excitedly.

And on the treetop where no one was paying attention, a kingfisher pecked its wings and flapped away.

…

“It seems that those five people did not deceive me, nor were they blinded by greed…”

Not far away, Fang Xing looked at the surveillance camera and nodded.

“Qinglinfang City doesn’t seem to take this beast tide as a big deal, so it’s worth going there and renting a house…”

It has to be said that the house is Fang Xing’s obsession.

My predecessor had always dreamed of buying a house on Blue Star, but unfortunately it was still a long way off.

“If the house is cheap, maybe we can buy land in Qinglinfang City first?”

Fang Xing touched his chin, thinking thoughtfully.

…

Qinglinfang.

This place is basically the same as usual, not much different, and seems to be a bit more lively.

The reason for this is probably because the formation that covers the entire market town gives people a strong sense of security.

Fang Xing entered the market town as usual, and then went straight to an office set up by the Qingxuan Sect.

The manager of Qingxuan Sect who is in charge of the shantytowns is named Zhang, with the Taoist name Qingyangzi. He has a goatee and smiles at everyone.

But when Fang Xing asked about the land price, his expression became serious for the first time: “Although our clan has a lot of land, there is no land for sale… The houses in the shantytowns are only rented and not sold!”

“I see. It’s me, Meng Lang.”

Fang Xing apologized repeatedly, but he was complaining in his heart: “Not selling? What’s the matter with the Zheng family’s huge house? Aren’t they just bullying us, the weak and powerless cultivators?”

“But this is a good business. I have to keep doing it. I can’t sell the goose that lays the golden eggs…”

The casual cultivators and warriors who rent the house have to pay every month, and the house changes tenants very quickly, so you never know when they might die.

At this time, Qingxuan Sect can take back the house and make another profit from it.

“What about renting a house?”

He settled for the next best thing and asked.

“I’ll tell you, my friend, that the rental houses in this market are divided into three categories: upper, middle, and lower. The upper category is located inside the market, covering an area of more than an acre, with exquisite buildings… The middle category is located at the edge of the market, full of spiritual energy, with small courtyards… The lower category is at the foot of the mountain, and you have seen those shacks.”

Qingyangzi resumed his smiling expression and stroked his beard: “You don’t need to ask about the top-grade caves. The rent of a medium-grade cave is ten spirit stones a month. Generally, only those masters in the late stage of Qi training and those in the middle stage of Qi training with special skills can afford it…”

Having said that, he looked at Fang Xing with a somewhat provocative look in his eyes.

But Fang Xing had no expression on his face, knowing that once he got too excited, he would fall into a consumer trap and be taken advantage of: “Just let it be a low-class shed!”

“The lower-class shed costs one spirit stone per month, and the deposit is one more. This is for those who haven’t been selected yet, so you can choose it yourself.”

Qing Yangzi’s smile faded a lot, and he took out a thick booklet and handed it to Fang Xing: “The houses without red ink annotations are all ownerless houses. You can pick any one.”

Fang Xing observed carefully, comparing it one by one with the map of the shantytown taken by the drone in his mind.

In fact, there is nothing to choose from, the environment is the same anyway! The conditions are just as bad and dangerous!

However, Fang Xing still tried to choose a more remote place that would be most convenient for escaping: “Let’s go here.”

“Um.”

Qingyangzi took two spirit stones and handed a brass key to Fang Xing, and then reminded him: “Due to the beast tide, some unruly wild cultivators have entered the market. Now the market is not peaceful, you just wish for the best…”

“Thank you for letting me know…”

Fang Xing bowed and left the office: “Well, although Qingyangzi is greedy for money… he doesn’t seem to be a bad person.”

Holding the brass key, he did not rush back to his house, but instead strolled around the market first.

After this walk, Fang Xing immediately discovered something different.

“Sure enough, the prices of various monster materials have plummeted…but the prices of daily necessities have risen sharply…After all, farmers are either fleeing to the market or being eaten by monsters, so who will farm or do odd jobs?”

“Most of the people in the market are still stuck in the economic scale of barter. If they encounter the financial means of the interstellar era, I don’t know how badly they will be harvested? Uh… it doesn’t seem right. After all, some people can overturn the table. For example, the three major forces will probably watch me make a lot of spirit stones with a smile, and then wait until the last minute to send out strong men to rob me directly, and by the way, lend me my head to quell their resentment?”

“As expected, in a place like this where war breaks out, talking about revitalizing business is bullshit. The bigger the fist, the more truth is.”

With this thought in mind, Fang Xing no longer had any thoughts of doing business to make a lot of money, and he prepared to buy a few kilograms of spiritual rice.

Then he found out helplessly that due to the large amount of abandoned spiritual fields, the price of spiritual rice had risen sharply, reaching the point where two spiritual sands were sold for one pound, which was twice as high as before!
“This is fucking robbery… No, robbery is not as profitable as this.”

“Instead of doing that, why not buy some monster meat and try it…”

Fang Xing was wandering among the stalls when suddenly his eyes lit up as he saw Ding Hongxiu and his grandson!

The grandfather and granddaughter were manning a stall selling rare rice. Ding Hongxiu was timidly soliciting customers while Ding Bushan was lying on the side, occasionally taking a sip of wine.

“No, I am showing my true self now, they don’t recognize me…”

Fang Xing’s heart moved, and he came to the spiritual rice stall: “How much is this lotus fragrant spiritual rice?”

“A spiritual stone weighs six pounds!”

Ding Hongxiu replied that the prices of individual cultivators’ stalls must be cheaper than those in shops, otherwise they would not attract customers.

“A bit expensive…”

Fang Xing frowned: “In the past, one spirit stone was worth ten kilograms. If I buy more, you should give me a discount. Otherwise, I might as well buy some monster meat to eat!”

“Big business!”

Ding Bushan quickly threw away his wine gourd and came over, smiling on his red nose: “If you buy more than fifty kilograms, I can make the decision and give you a discount. How about eight spirit stones for fifty kilograms?”

“That’s all. Let’s leave it at that.”

Fang Xing waved his hand, knowing that there were no more discounts.

After the transaction was completed, Ding Bushan looked at his back as he left and said to his granddaughter, “Did you see that? This is what we call a handsome young man. Just looking at the robe he wears, you can tell he is not an ordinary man. He is generous and wants to buy spiritual rice to eat. He must have plenty of spiritual stones… Oh, Xiao Hongxiu, you should be more careful. When you find a grandson-in-law for grandpa in the future, you have to look for one like this. Don’t mess with the poor stall owner like last time…”

(End of this chapter)