My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 1209 - 854: Encounter_3

Chapter 1209: Chapter 854: Encounter_3

And the small Taoist boy beside him, looking only about twelve or thirteen years old, exquisitely cute, was already on the verge of condensing his Dao foundation in terms of cultivation.

Whether it was the speech and behavior of the two or the cultivation level, they clearly were not from the Spirit Suppressing Realm.

Yet, many of the surrounding stall owners cast occasional glances but showed little surprise, as people from extraterritorial realms had become quite common that year.

"Master, didn’t you say that our Treasure Finding Sect also belongs to the Dao Court lineage, and that we should head to the Taiching Palace and the Spirit Suppressing Pavilion to seek refuge under Immortal Venerate Chi Yang?" the exquisitely cute Taoist boy said while looking around at the street stalls, his tone quite speechless.

At first glance, he looked like a delicate little girl, but upon hearing him speak, it became apparent that he was an extremely handsome young boy.

"What do you know? Since we’re going to visit Immortal Venerate Chi Yang, we must prepare some gifts. I have a feeling there’s a great opportunity right here!" the somewhat unkempt Old Taoist replied as he continuously scanned the various stalls around him.

"Oh, is that so!" the Taoist boy replied listlessly. "I thought maybe we weren’t high enough ranking to enter the Taiching Palace and you felt that joining the Spirit Suppressing Immortal Alliance was too embarrassing, so we came here to try our luck amidst the expansion of the Immortal Alliance!"

The old Taoist priest froze for a moment, then turned around and glared fiercely at the Taoist boy, exclaiming, "You know nothing!"

Unafraid, the Taoist boy continued, "If you ask me, Master, we should just go straight to the Spirit Suppressing Immortal Alliance and blend in while Chi Yang just became a golden immortal a short while ago. If we delay for another few months, they might start controlling admission. It will be even harder then as we’ll have to start from their third-tier affiliated factions!"

"You know nothing. Our Treasure Finding Sect, after all, comes from an ancient major pulse, and even though we’ve fallen on hard times, returning to the Taiching Palace still commands a certain presence," the Old Taoist said, no longer glaring at his disciple but resuming his examination of the stalls around.

He looked quite adept, as he seemed to frequent such environments.

"Yes, yes, you’re right. Our Treasure Finding Sect, a legitimate descendant of the Ancient Taoism and inheritor of the Taoist Calculation Department. Even though we’ve declined, to go to Taiching and seek refuge, Chi Yang himself must personally receive us! It’s all calculated by you, elder," the Taoist boy said, voice still flat.

The Old Taoist was about to glare again at his disciple, but he suddenly paused, squatted in front of a stall, picked up a piece of unidentified metal, and asked, "How much for this?"

The stall owner was a Wine Cultivator who, unlike other enthusiastic stall owners, merely gave the Old Taoist a faint glance without making any special reaction due to his obvious extraterritorial attire.

"Five thousand Magic money!"

"Five thousand? For this broken stuff? You must be joking!" the Old Taoist instantly lashed out.

The stall owner gave the Old Taoist another indifferent look, not discerning his cultivation level. Given the recent influx of great cultivators from other realms to the Zhenyuan Domain, continuous legends had made him cautious about speaking out of turn.

He simply pointed to a sign on his stall, saying, "The goods I sell here all come from the Secret Realm and are sold at a fixed price."

"Five thousand is the current price. Now that the Thousand Corpse Mysterious Domain has completely enveloped all nearby mysterious domains, it’s impossible to enter or exit, and the Immortal Alliance has also sealed the periphery. Who knows, it might not be the same price in a few days."

Upon hearing this, the Old Taoist’s eyes twinkled with Spiritual Light and, gritting his teeth, he eventually reached for his Storage Bag.

"Master!" the Taoist boy finally couldn’t help but speak, "What is this thing······?"

"I don’t know, but it feels like a great opportunity!" the Old Taoist said, his eyes twinkling with Spiritual Light.

The Taoist boy’s expression stiffened, knowing his master’s old habits had kicked in again, and said, "You’re mad, buying something when you don’t even know what it is. If you buy this, we’ll have to end up living on air!"

It wasn’t that the Taoist boy didn’t trust his master’s words, but in recent years, his master had often done the same thing.

The reason was that their Treasure Finding Sect’s fortune-telling legacy was flawed, which made this method incredibly unreliable, yet the Old Taoist had a particular fondness for using this method to spot bargains.

Thus, over the years... they had picked up a lot of junk, most of which turned out to be useless.

"You have to trust your master, this is definitely a good item," the Old Taoist said seriously while holding the metal片 piece.

Taoist Boy: "······"

"Master, last time you said that too, and in the end, we ended up setting up a fortune-telling stall at the Black Market of Immeasurable Palace for seven months to clear our debts. The time before that······"

"This time will definitely not be wrong!" the Old Taoist said with a serious face.

The Taoist boy looked utterly hopeless, not daring to say much more amidst so many people and no longer stopping the old man from spending money.

The Old Taoist was about to hand over the Magic money to the stall owner.

The stall owner gave the Old Taoist an indifferent look, did not accept the money, and instead pointed towards the core area of the street.

There, a not-so-large area was free of any stalls, as the storefronts along the street had been fully established and decorated magnificently.

Being able to build and fully open in such a short time, none of those stores were simple.

The stall owner then said to the Old Taoist, "Fellow Daoist comes from the Central Immortal Domain, right? Our realm stopped using Magic money a few years ago."

As he spoke, he pointed towards a special tall building in the core area of the street, "There, that’s where Red Sun Bank is located. You can go there to issue a Spirit card and deposit your Magic money."

He then flipped his hand, took out a card the size of a palm, and continued, "If you qualify, you can even activate the Illusion Realm feature······"