49: A wallet that's bulging again

In the western part of the inner city, there is a long street stretching over ten miles, known as the Thousand Star Island marketplace.

Shops stand in rows within it, and it is exceptionally bustling.

In a corner area spanning three or four miles, there is even a plaza specifically set aside for people to set up stalls.

Su Ling arrived at the entrance of the marketplace and had to pay the cost of one qi refining pill to gain entry.

The admission fee was not actually that expensive; one Low-Grade Spirit Stone would have sufficed.

However, he currently had no Spirit Stones on him.

Regarding this, Su Ling was also somewhat puzzled.

After entering the spatial rift, he had exhausted all his efforts to frantically drive his mana protective shield for self-protection.

That Fourth-Tier Molten Fire Turtle had wanted to rush out of the rift, but it seemed the more it struggled, the greater the suction of the spatial rift became.

Before long, the rift sealed, and the spatial turbulence suddenly intensified.

In its panic, the Molten Fire Turtle even sprayed fireballs in all directions.

This directly caused the spatial turbulence to become even more chaotic and violent.

Affected by this, Su Ling was pulled by the turbulence and plummeted in another direction.

With no other choice, he had to desperately crush Spirit Stones to accelerate his mana recovery.

Before falling into a pitch-black passage, Su Ling watched helplessly as that Molten Fire Turtle was torn apart by a sudden surge of turbulence.

In a daze, he seemed to see a flash of golden light ignite from his palm.

After that, he lost consciousness.

After waking up, Su Ling had secretly tested it, but he was unable to identify the information for that sea-breaking boat of Senior Wu Haiya.

The name 'sea-breaking boat' was something Lu Tao had told him.

"It couldn't be broken, could it?"

Su Ling looked at his palm; the eye pattern that used to appear with just a thought was now completely still.

The eye pattern in his palm had fallen into silence, and even the identification function had vanished, which truly made Su Ling feel somewhat unaccustomed to it.

But his intuition told him that the fact he could survive the spatial turbulence must have a great deal to do with the eye pattern.

"Never mind, let's exchange for some Spirit Stones first."

Shaking his head, Su Ling temporarily set aside the unease in his heart and began to look at the shops along the street.

Hundred Herbs Pavilion, Myriad Treasures Pavilion, Pill Cauldron Pavilion, Mysterious Machine Tower...

Each name sounded quite impressive, leaving Su Ling dazzled.

Su Ling ultimately chose a large shop called Treasure Pavilion and walked inside.

"Welcome to Treasure Pavilion. This Senior, is there anything I can help you with?"

A Shop Assistant at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining came up to greet him, his face full of smiles.

"I have some Materials I wish to sell. I wonder if your establishment accepts them?"

Su Ling glanced around and said calmly.

"We accept, of course we accept."

The Shop Assistant nodded repeatedly, leading Su Ling to the other side, "Senior, please this way."

Following the Shop Assistant to a counter in the corner, a shopkeeper at the Late Stage of the Core Formation Stage stood up to welcome him.

"I am Zheng Cheng. I wonder what kind of Materials you wish to sell, Fellow Daoist?"

Zheng Cheng did not show any slight because of his Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation.

He cupped his hands and led Su Ling to sit beside a long table made of jade.

"There are quite a few varieties. Please take a look, Senior."

Su Ling took out a Storage Pouch and poured out all the Foundation Establishment Materials he had collected previously.

In an instant, a small mountain was piled up on the long table.

"Eh?"

Zheng Cheng had not paid much attention at first, but when his Divine Sense swept over those Materials, he could not help but stand up.

It was not that those Foundation Establishment Materials were particularly precious, but rather that he had never seen the majority of them.

Waving his hand to cast a barrier to block external sight and sound, Zheng Cheng then smiled, "Many of these Materials are not found in the Yaoxing Sea. It seems you are not a local of Thousand Star Island, Fellow Daoist."

"Mm, I came to Thousand Star Island following Senior Wu Haiya of the Bitao Sect, intending to train here for a few years."

Su Ling was noncommittal, pulling out the banner of the Bitao Sect and speaking calmly.

"Oh, I see."

Hearing the name Wu Haiya of the Bitao Sect, Zheng Cheng's face showed sudden realization.

Although he did not know Wu Haiya, it did not hinder his reverence for the Bitao Sect in the slightest.

Su Ling's tone was flat, his expression indifferent, and coupled with the fact that he possessed such demeanor at the Foundation Establishment Stage, Zheng Cheng naturally believed ninety percent of what he said.

"Fellow Daoist, please sit for a moment. Let me identify them, and then I will provide an estimate."

Zheng Cheng exchanged pleasantries even more humbly before picking up a sharp claw to examine it.

...

Half an hour later, Zheng Cheng finally let out a long sigh and sat back down.

It was not because there were too many Materials to look through.

In reality, many of the Materials did not belong to the Canglang Plane.

Zheng Cheng was delighted by the discovery and inevitably examined them more carefully.

"Fellow Daoist, there are a total of one hundred and thirty-five Foundation Establishment Materials."

Zheng Cheng pondered for a moment and said slowly, "On average, each Material can be sold for two hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones, totaling twenty-seven thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

Su Ling did not reply, but began to calculate in his heart.

In the Xuanming Sect, a corpse of a Foundation Establishment Early Stage Yao Beast could be sold for over four hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Most of what he provided were parts of Yao Beasts at the Middle Foundation Establishment Stage or higher.

After all, Yao Beasts have massive bodies, and their flesh, fur, and bones can all serve as Materials; he had mainly taken parts like sharp claws, sharp horns, and scales.

If he were in the Xuanming Sect, the price would likely be around one hundred to one hundred and fifty at most.

Zheng Cheng's offer was significantly higher than expected.

Just as Su Ling was about to nod, Zheng Cheng, seeing him silent, thought for a moment and continued, "However, the Materials you provided are mostly from the outside world and are relatively rare on Thousand Star Island. I will take the liberty of adding ten percent on top of this for you, totaling twenty-nine thousand seven hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones."

"I wonder if you are satisfied, Fellow Daoist?"

Su Ling opened his mouth and revealed a faint smile, "The Treasure Pavilion is indeed large and has a good reputation. Let's settle at the price you mentioned, Senior!"

"In that case, please sit for a moment, Fellow Daoist. I will go get the Spirit Stones for you now."

Zheng Cheng laughed heartily and stood up to head to the counter.

Before long, Zheng Cheng returned with a Storage Pouch, first placing a large pile of Spirit Stones in the corner of the long table, and only after Su Ling confirmed the amount did he put away the Materials.

"Since you are new to Thousand Star Island, Fellow Daoist, you can come to Treasure Pavilion to find me whenever you have any needs."

With the transaction completed, Zheng Cheng was also very happy. When he saw Su Ling off to the main hall, he said earnestly, "Of course, if you have any Materials or Spiritual Plants to sell, I also hope you will consider Treasure Pavilion first."

"That goes without saying."

Su Ling nodded, cupped his hands at him, and said, "Senior, until we meet again."

"Take care, Fellow Daoist."

Leaving Treasure Pavilion, Su Ling took a long detour and entered a shop called Treasure Storing Tower.

More than an hour later, he emptied another Storage Pouch.

Carrying the massive fortune of over fifty thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones, Su Ling immediately felt his wallet had filled up again.

If he hadn't encountered the spatial rift and wasted the sixty thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones he had dug from the Secret Realm's Spirit Stone mine, Su Ling would have been considered quite wealthy even at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Moreover, the Materials he sold were all parts of Yao Beasts below the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.

As for the Materials produced by Peak Foundation Establishment and a few Core Formation Stage Yao Beasts, Su Ling had kept them all!

The golden bone sword had self-destructed, and the wind-riding boots had been annihilated in the spatial turbulence.

On Su Ling's person, only the tiger bone bow crafted by Yun Qingluan remained.

His Medicinal Pills were also running low, and he urgently needed to purchase some pills and Magical Artifacts for self-defense.