My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 100 Ethnic Group

Chapter 100: Chapter 100 Ethnic Group

Of course, the data here was undoubtedly inflated since not everyone was qualified to break through sacrificial wines. More often than not, it was family members who, given the opportunity, would queue to exchange items for use by their clan in the future.

Of course... there would be a complete ecosystem operation here, and it definitely wouldn’t be messed up arbitrarily.

After all, Grade A, B, and C Foundation Building Spiritual Items were different from Foundation Building Pills. One could only use the Foundation Building Pills they applied for themselves, while the spiritual items could be received through certain operations.

The reason for this difference... If there were no restrictions on artificially produced items, the interest of the Pill Institute would probably be exploited by major families.

Moreover, it was easy to form resource barriers that would make it extremely difficult for the lower-tier disciples to stand out, which would not be beneficial for the development of the sect.

As the saying goes, if the market is big, there must be a necessity for its existence.

Looking at this information, the still determined Wang Zijia clenched his teeth and asked, "Are there any tasks that offer the opportunity to obtain relevant spiritual item resources?"

"All tasks involving Grade A resource sources require applications to the Task Hall, which are not within the jurisdiction of our Pill Institute. Our Pill Institute is only responsible for reclaiming the task quotas issued by the Task Hall." The young man explained patiently without an ounce of impatience, "Your identity card has already been reserved, Senior Brother."

Wang Zijia nodded, no longer prolonging the exchange. He took his identity card and directly turned to leave.

Once again arriving at the Flea Market on Southward Street, it was still bustling with monks from poor and mediocre families, as well as brothers from the Outer Sect continually mingling.

Like always, Wang Zijia disguised his identity, buying Explosive Spirit Pills and Wisdom Heart Pills.

As the purchasing continued, Wang Zijia noticed a ridiculous fact.

The Explosive Spirit Pill, which cost seven Fa money per pill, although not considered a high-grade pill, belonged to the category of explosive pills and thus had a small market. On the other hand, the Wisdom Heart Pill that cost twenty Fa money was considered a certain grade of quality product here, with fewer than thirty stalls selling it.

Because of his constant purchases in recent days, coupled with buying dozens of pills in a short span of time today, several stalls had colluded to raise the price by one Fa money, turning it into twenty-one Fa money, which was the same price as Wanyu Pavilion.

Looking at this scene, Wang Zijia felt somewhat helpless.

’It seems like it’s necessary to invest more in the cultivation of Alchemist Bai Qian.’

As for why he wouldn’t do it himself, well, one’s energy was limited. If one insisted on doing everything themselves, they were destined to achieve little.

Even though he could convert the value, did the Nine Alchemy Techniques not cost money?

Did the pill recipes not cost money?

Did Alchemy not cost time?

There were too many things involved.

During these thoughts, Wang Zijia ended up buying one hundred Wisdom Heart Pills and three hundred Explosive Spirit Pills, spending four thousand one hundred fifty-six Fa money.

Fa money: 7063

Dao Kung: 2570

After clearing his purchase, Wang Zijia finally returned to Biyi Court with his goods.

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During mealtime, Wang Zijia hesitated for a long time before finally asking Xiang Feifei, "Does our clan have a stockpile of Foundation Building Spiritual Objects?"

Xiang Feifei’s eating motions stiffened, and she looked up at Wang Zijia in surprise, "Have you advanced to an Advanced Pupil? Didn’t I advise you to restrain yourself until you have three Runes in Great Mastery?"

Her words carried a hint of anxiety and blame, which was softer than her usual gentleness.

Wang Zijia shook his head with a smile, "Don’t worry; I’m not that impulsive. I’m just asking in advance so that I am mentally prepared."

"We don’t have any," said Xiang Feifei with a long sigh of relief. She gazed at Wang Zijia tenderly before shaking her head,

"We originally had a stockpile, which was accidentally stored up many years ago. But eight years ago, our clan realized that things couldn’t continue this way. After several deliberations, our great uncle decided to gamble everything. As for the results..."

When she finished speaking, perhaps afraid that Wang Zijia would bear a grudge and disdain the Xiang family, she added, "But our clan has already begun to put in full effort. We’re working hard to get you a Class C Spiritual Object within ten years."

Wang Zijia: "..."

It’s quite touching to listen to. Although the entire Xiang family treated him as a kept-son-in-law, nurturing a heart to raise children, the sincerity they gave was absolute.

But... the ten-year grand goal of a large family was just a potential Class C Spiritual Object. Couldn’t our sights go a bit higher? After all, it has been ten years!

It wasn’t that the Xiang family had low ambition but because their circle was like that. There were still a lot of families that were exhausting all their efforts for a single Foundation Building Pill!

The Xiang family was already faring much better than a large number of child-clans!

The two of them were silent for a moment. Just as Xiang Feifei began to feel nervous, Wang Zijia opened his mouth and asked, "Does the clan have any channels for exchanging Dao Kung?"

Xiang Feifei paused, then immediately replied, "You don’t have to worry about that. Once you are truly able to break through, all seventeen of our clan’s peak pupils and over a hundred monks will contribute to gather Dao Kung for you."

"We are not so impoverished that we can’t even produce a single Foundation Building Pill. My sixth great uncle made a promise to me a long time ago. I just thought it was too early, so I didn’t mention it to you."

Wang Zijia paused his vegetable-pickling motion for a moment before continuing and saying, "No need to mooch off of others, I’m asking if there is a channel to exchange Fa money for Dao Kung?"

Xiang Feifei moved her lips, seemingly confused about what to say. What finally came out of her mouth was, "Yes, there are several other clans that have good relations with us. Adding up all the monks from here and there, it’s a circle of over a thousand monks. The positions offered within the door do pay Dao Kung."

"If you want to exchange for a Foundation Building Pill, when the time comes, you just have to shout out, and everyone will contribute. There won’t be any fees involved. It’s just one or two dozen points of Dao Kung for each person, which is just two years’ salary. These years, small families like ours have come through by banding together like this."

"That’s fine, then. Help me contact the clan, I’ve already made a booking at the Pill Medicine Pavilion." As he spoke, Wang Zijia put down his chopsticks and brought out the prepared five thousand Fa money, saying, "Help me exchange five thousand Dao Kung first."

"You... where did you get so much Fa money?" Xiang Feifei looked at the two small boxes beside him, somewhat dumbfounded.

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, hesitating with his choice of words, "Can you not ask? I’m probably not too willing to fabricate a reason for you."

Looking at Wang Zijia, Xiang Feifei earnestly nodded and said, "Okay!"

"If possible, just say that the clan wants to exchange it." Wang Zijia reminded her.

"You just rest assured about this, I know the importance of it. I don’t plan on telling the clan about it; I’ll let grandpa handle it. He’ll say that our family is selling everything to start preparing resources for you in advance." When she finished speaking, she suddenly looked at Wang Zijia and asked, "You won’t mind this, will you?"

"Mind what?" Wang Zijia was blank for a moment before realizing what she meant and laughed, "Haven’t I already become notorious among your several families? Why would I care about such a reputation? After all, I’m just a gigolo, right?"