CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 37: SPIRIT RICE PRICE DROP

Inside the Alchemy Room.

Su Yuqing stared dumbfoundedly at the Alchemy Furnace. Inside, six azure pills were tumbling up and down, ready to emerge!

What puzzled him even more was.

Among the six Qi Condensing Pills, the surface of one pill was actually emitting a thin layer of Pill Essence!

"High-Grade Qi Condensing Pill?!"

Without waiting for Qin Ming to act, Su Yuqing raised his hand with a gesture.

The six pills inside the furnace instantly flew into his hand.

He carefully examined each pill repeatedly, his brows furrowing, confirming again and again.

"Brother Su, can you help me evaluate whether this batch of Qi Condensing Pills can be considered up to standard?"

"See if there’s anything that needs special attention?"

Qin Ming was overjoyed with his successful alchemy, showing a sincere smile as he humbly sought Su Yuqing’s guidance.

After all, the other party was genuinely a High-Grade Alchemist.

Throughout Qingyang Market and its surroundings, such individuals were exceedingly rare, and if he was willing to give him a few pointers, it would be immensely beneficial.

After a long while.

Su Yuqing finally returned the pills to Qin Ming.

Then, he forced a complex expression, squeezing out a faint smile, and said a few words: "Ha ha... not bad... barely qualified."

On the surface, he seemed indifferent, but inwardly he was full of turmoil.

"Is his alchemy talent almost catching up to mine?!"

"Wasn’t this kid consistently failing until recently?"

"It’s really strange, how did he suddenly figure it out?"

"Could it be that my exclusive alchemy technique was fully learned by him?"

"Does this kid truly have such high comprehension?"

"No, no, next time I must be more discreet."

Qin Ming jubilantly admired his ’masterpiece,’ a sense of accomplishment swelling within him.

At the same time, he felt immensely grateful to Su Yuqing.

If it weren’t for him, allowing him to observe during every alchemy session, he wouldn’t have absorbed so much genuine knowledge.

Even though his Divine Soul had strengthened considerably, he wouldn’t have entered the threshold of a Low-Grade Alchemist so quickly.

At dinner.

Qin Ming personally cooked, using Beast Fang Rice to prepare a table full of delicious dishes, enjoying the meal with Su Yuqing.

"Brother Qin, your Beast Fang Rice is truly impressive."

Su Yuqing devoured two large bowls of Beast Fang Spirit Rice, praising while eagerly scooping more from the pot.

"If Brother Su needs it, I can sell you some at market price," Qin Ming said with a smile.

Last time when purchasing a Spirit Gathering Pill from Su Yuqing, he received High-Grade Spirit Gathering Pills in return.

It was a chance to return the favor.

Hearing this, Su Yuqing instantly became excited, his eyes lighting up as he asked, "Really?!"

"Brother Qin, no matter how much you have, I’ll take it all."

Qin Ming immediately took out a bag of Beast Fang Rice from his storage pouch, placing it before Su Yuqing, saying: "This is all I have for now, about a hundred jin."

"I’ll sell it to you at the market price of seven Spirit Stones per jin."

Su Yuqing beamed with joy, quickly sweeping the bag of Beast Fang Rice into his storage pouch without even looking at it.

Then he handed over seven hundred Spirit Stones to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming accepted the Spirit Stones, filling his treasury with over sixteen hundred pieces once more.

He raised his cup towards Su Yuqing in a toast, happily saying: "Come, come, let’s toast to today!"

Su Yuqing grinned for once, raising his cup and downing it in one go.

...

After dinner, Qin Ming took his leave.

During the meal.

Su Yuqing asked Qin Ming once more to help plant Spirit Plants for the last year.

Still focusing on planting alchemy auxiliary materials.

However, this time, the Spirit Plants he asked for assistance with were considerably challenging.

One was a Tier One High-Grade Spirit Plant, ’Demon Flame Grass.’

The other was a Tier One Top-Grade Spirit Plant, ’Seven-leaf Yellow Ling.’

Both Spirit Plants also had a maturity period of exactly one year.

Even as Qin Ming showed hesitance, he couldn’t resist Su Yuqing’s repeated invitations.

Su Yuqing now had more confidence in Qin Ming’s Spirit Plant skills than in his own.

Considering he still needed to freely benefit from the other’s alchemy techniques and inherit his Alchemy Room, Qin Ming quickly nodded in agreement.

One of the conditions for being promoted to High-Grade Spirit Plant Master is to successfully cultivate two or more Tier One High-Grade Spirit Plants.

This time, Su Yuqing only provided twenty Spirit Seeds of each plant.

At the High-Grade Spirit Plant level, even Spirit Seeds were becoming increasingly rare.

Qin Ming made his way to the Spirit Field on the hillside.

He tilled the soil and planted the dozens of Spirit Plants separately.

He cast the High-Level Spirit Rain Technique, summoning down Spiritual Rain.

Then he glanced at the three acres of Beast Fang Rice Spirit Field.

This year’s Beast Fang Rice in the Spirit Field was growing abundantly, promising a great harvest.

Only then did he leave satisfied.

Qingyang Market.

Qin Ming returned to his ’Cool Small Residence.’

He glanced at the corner of his courtyard, where he transplanted the Withered Blood Poison Vine.

Qin Ming had been observing for a long time.

Without using the ’Ripening’ Entry, this Spirit Plant grew very slowly, showing almost no change after being transplanted.

He had few Ripening Entries left in his Sea of Consciousness, so he could only let it grow for now.

Just as Qin Ming was about to enter the Quiet Chamber, his Communication Talisman signaled a disturbance.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, come quickly, there’s a new development."

When Qin Ming picked up the Communication Talisman and looked, he frowned. It was from Shopkeeper Liao.

’Has something happened again?’

He had a bad premonition.

After the time it takes an incense stick to burn.

Qin Ming arrived at Juxuan Pavilion.

Shopkeeper Liao greeted him with a smiling face and led him to a private room on the fourth floor.

After casting a Soundproof Talisman, he spoke gravely, "Fellow Daoist Qin, there’s some bad news."

"The market price for Spirit Rice is about to drop."

"It’s estimated to happen within the next couple of days. Furthermore, other Magical Artifacts and pills, as well as other cultivation resources, will also see price reductions in succession."

Qin Ming frowned upon hearing this and instinctively asked: "Is the Spirit Feather Sect’s Teleportation Array repaired?"

"Fellow Daoist Qin, you guessed it right. Just a few days ago, the Spirit Feather Sect completed the repairs on the Teleportation Array, and logistical supplies have been restored," Shopkeeper Liao nodded lightly.

"Moreover, the Spirit Feather Sect and Golden Cloud Valley, those two factions, will add two direct Teleportation Arrays to the under-construction Cloud Marsh Immortal City."

"In the future, the two factions are bound to use Cloud Marsh Immortal City as the center, with Qingyang Market’s status gradually being replaced."

"The Pavilion Master’s intention is that once Cloud Marsh Immortal City is completed, Juxuan Pavilion’s main industries will be entirely relocated there."

"Within Qingyang Market, only a few insignificant branches will remain."

Hearing Shopkeeper Liao say this, Qin Ming couldn’t help but frown and ponder.

After a long time.

He raised the teacup, taking a gentle sip, and suddenly asked: "Then... will the rental prices in the market decrease?"

Shopkeeper Liao seemed to have anticipated this question and answered frankly: "The rental prices in the market will not decrease."

"Alas, since there are so many Loose Cultivators now, the demand for housing exceeds supply. In the future, when Cloud Marsh Immortal City is built, it will also prioritize opening to a group of cultivators, with certain entry requirements."

Qin Ming was a bit stunned.

He hadn’t expected that while the price of Spirit Rice was dropping, the rental prices would remain high.

He had just moved in a few days ago, and then...

"Fellow Daoist Qin, if you still have additional Spirit Rice, you should sell it within these two days," Shopkeeper Liao suggested while pouring Qin Ming some tea, hinting at something with his words.

Smiling placidly on his face.

Qin Ming couldn’t help but purse his lips, thinking to himself: ’This old guy has been eyeing my Spirit Rice all along.’

"Ah, Shopkeeper Liao, if you had mentioned it earlier, I indeed had over a hundred jin of Beast Fang Rice."

"But I recently sold all of it to Brother Su." Qin Ming sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Liao’s expectant expression turned into disappointment.

"Ah... it’s alright, after all, the Beast Fang Rice is almost ready for harvest next year!"

The conversation ended.

Shopkeeper Liao still warmly escorted Qin Ming out of the store.

Once outside the shop.

Qin Ming pondered for a moment.

Then immediately sent a Communication Talisman to Cai the Ninth.

"Lao Jiu, if you still have any Spirit Rice stored, sell it within these two days, just keep this to yourself."