Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1048: Exchange

Chapter 1048: Chapter 1048: Exchange

Fang Bai had acquired dozens of 500-year-old mid-grade Tears of Crystal during a mountain training exercise for disciples at the Bitao Martial Academy. Taking out one to trade for a cauldron equivalent to a high-grade Spiritual Artifact was absolutely worth it.

As Fang Bai spoke, he did not intentionally lower his voice, and many martial artists around him heard him mention the "mid-grade Spiritual Medicine," casting greedy and envious looks toward him.

Although countless Spiritual Medicines were traded daily in the Martial Artists Trading Market, most were low-grade. Mid-grade Spiritual Medicines were a rare and expensive category, generally prompting Sect Disciples or Individual Cultivation Martial Artists to offer high prices for purchase or trade.

The stall owner was well-traveled and knowledgeable. He was especially excited when he heard about the "500-year-old medicinal age" of the Tears of Crystal.

"Deal, young man! Give me your Tears of Crystal, and take this cauldron!"

Seeing several powerful martial artists approaching, the stall owner, fearing his deal would be snatched away, hurriedly circled his stall, grabbed Fang Bai, stuffed the three-foot-tall cauldron into his hands, and then urged Fang Bai to produce the Tears of Crystal.

Indeed, the stall owner had obtained the cauldron from a perilous place, but despite studying it for a long time, he couldn’t discern any special features. He had considered discarding it, but reluctant to do so, he brought it to the Martial Artists Trading Market hoping to trade it away.

The cauldron had been on display at the stall for some time, but no one had taken any interest in it. The stall owner had almost forgotten its existence, yet Fang Bai had taken interest in it, willing to trade a 500-year-old mid-grade Spiritual Medicine for it, delighting the stall owner beyond measure.

The stall owner was a Heaven Level Martial Artist, and he only needed low-grade Essence Stones and low-grade Elixirs for cultivation. A 500-year-old mid-grade Spiritual Medicine could be traded in this market for tens of thousands of low-grade Essence Stones or dozens of low-grade Elixirs, and so the stall owner thought he had made a huge profit by trading a useless cauldron for a valuable piece of Spiritual Medicine.

Seeing the stall owner’s anxious look, Fang Bai couldn’t help but laugh silently; with a flip of his hand, a 500-year-old mid-grade Tears of Crystal appeared in his hand.

"Here you go, take it!"

Fang Bai tossed the Tears of Crystal to the stall owner, then gently tapped the cauldron a few times, a satisfied expression spreading across his face.

At this moment, a few martial artists who had come up close surrounded Fang Bai, all inquiring if he had more mid-grade Spiritual Medicine and indicating their willingness to pay a high price for it.

"Do you think mid-grade Spiritual Medicines are like wildflowers, growing everywhere? It’s not easy to obtain one, let alone more. Right, young man?"

The stall owner, perhaps feeling guilty for taking such a big advantage of Fang Bai, saw Fang Bai being surrounded and stepped forward to help.

"Second You, just because you struck it rich doesn’t mean we can’t inquire? Maybe this young man has other treasures on him."

A martial artist with a strength comparable to the stall owner glared and said discontentedly.

Another fat martial artist surrounding Fang Bai slapped his shoulder affectionately, speaking warmly, "Young man, besides the Tears of Crystal, do you have any other treasures? If so, why not show us? As long as we like what you have, we’ll definitely offer you a satisfying exchange price—whether Essence Stones or Spirit Pills, it’s up to you!"

This fat martial artist had a cultivation level of Heaven Level Perfection, whereas Fang Bai’s cultivation realm was suppressed at the advanced Heaven Level, which was why the fat martial artist dared to be so friendly and familiar.

If the fat martial artist knew that Fang Bai’s true power allowed him to defeat any Vast Level Martial Artist effortlessly, then even with several more guts, he wouldn’t dare touch Fang Bai.

In the world of Martial Dao, the strong are revered, and the weak are despised; the hierarchy is rigid. When the weak encounter the strong, they must address themselves as juniors and behave respectfully, or else, even if they are severely taught a lesson, no one will pity or sympathize with them.

Fortunately, the chubby martial artist met Fang Bai. If it had been a strong person with a bad temper, he might have been sent flying with a single punch.

"You want a medium grade Spiritual Medicine? I have it!"

Fang Bai glanced at the chubby martial artist, smiled, and said, "I only need medium grade Essence Stones and medium grade Elixirs. Do you have any? Or perhaps you have something else that I might find appealing?"

The chubby martial artist was stunned, then burst into laughter, patting Fang Bai on the shoulder, "Young brother, you really know how to joke! A Heaven Level High Rank Martial Artist like you, why would you need medium grade Essence Stones or Elixirs? For a martial artist like you, the Essence Energy from medium grade Essence Stones is too strong, and the medicinal power of medium grade Elixirs too fierce; using them in cultivation could damage your meridians and blood vessels."

Fang Bai seriously said, "I’m not joking! The Martial Arts Techniques I cultivate are quite special and require the assistance of medium grade Essence Stones and Elixirs!"

Seeing that Fang Bai did not seem to be lying, the chubby martial artist scratched his head, looking troubled, "Well... as for Essence Stones and Elixirs, I do have some of lower quality, but truly none of medium grade... Young brother, are you serious about having medium grade Spiritual Medicine on you? You’re not deceiving me, are you?"

Including the stall owner, a group of martial artists, upon hearing this, also stared intently at Fang Bai, waiting to see how he would respond.

Fang Bai just smiled enigmatically, leaving everyone in suspense.

"Young brother, my name is Second You, because I’m the second oldest at home, so here in Purple Flame City, everyone who knows me calls me Second You... hehe, young brother, you can call me that too. By the way, may I know your distinguished full name?"

The stall owner who had previously traded with Fang Bai, managed to squeeze through the crowd and got close to Fang Bai again, cheerfully introducing himself.

"Brother You, please. My family name is... Bai, with a single given name, Fang."

Fang Bai knew what Second You was up to; he thought that Fang Bai still had medium grade Spiritual Medicine and wanted to get closer to trade for it. Fang Bai couldn’t help but secretly laugh, and he didn’t reveal his real name, just making one up on the spot.

"So, young brother Bai Fang... here at my stall, I have a few treasures, none inferior to that furnace. Take another look; you might find something else you like."

Second You eagerly picked up several items from his stall to show to Fang Bai.

"You got a medium grade Spiritual Medicine and still aren’t satisfied?"

"It’s better to share the joy with everyone than enjoy it alone; give us a chance too!"

"You don’t have any good items here anymore, do you?"

...

Seeing that Second You still wanted to take advantage of Fang Bai, the other martial artists were somewhat dissatisfied, and they all spoke up.

These martial artists saw how Fang Bai had just traded one medium grade Tears of Crystal with Second You for an old, useless furnace and considered Fang Bai an easy mark; they also wanted to benefit from him.