Duan Jiurui strolled through the city market.
And she really discovered a treasure extrely useful to her.
Even more ridiculous was that this treasure was actually sold in heaps—
Dragon scales.
To be precise, they were the scales of the Golden Red Dragon Carp.
These tiny fish that had followed Li Ye for a long ti had, in secret, undergone transformations, leaping from the Spirit Water Phoenix Eye Lotus into East Lake, obtaining so special powers just like a carp leaping over the dragon’s gate.
Their thoroughly tempered flesh and blood had imprinted so Spirit Patterns on the shed dragon scales, making them a secret treasure for body cultivators to enhance their physique.
There was no need for alchemy; simply crunching and munching on them produced effects.
"Why hasn’t True Man Lingye sold this treasure before?"
Duan Jiurui caressed the gold-red scales, jewel-like in appearance, utterly enamored.
She rembered vaguely that Li Ye once sold pills made from these scales, but then discontinued, leaving them regretful for quite so ti.
They thought this unique scale was out of production, yet now it suddenly reappeared—a pleasant surprise!
In charge of selling the "East Lake specialty," Li Shiji grinned and said, "Because there were so issues before, this item was in a process of transformation and evolution, hence temporarily off the shelves.
Now it’s only available in Ruoquan market."
Only?
Duan Jiurui glanced at the remaining scales casually placed on jade stone slabs at the stall, over thirty pieces in total.
Each piece priced at a hundred thousand Spirit Stones.
"I’ll take them all."
Buying them all would cost just over three million Spirit Stones, a small price for once-in-a-lifeti opportunity!
"Okay..." As Li Shiji prepared to pack them up, a young monk suddenly approached.
The monk placed his palms together and asked Duan Jiurui,
"Donor Duan, may I request you to allow this item to the little monk? I’m willing to pay an extra fifty thousand Spirit Stones for each piece."
The monk, in a moon-white robe, despite his bald, shining head, could not overshadow his indescribable handso and refined features.
His eyes were exceptionally clear, like a pristine mountain spring, evoking an imdiate sense of goodwill.
In his hand, he held a lotus lamp oil.
"..."
It seed Lv Qingge still couldn’t compete with this guy.
Duan Jiurui felt annoyed, cursing her bad luck inwardly.
This monk was one of the current seven treasure disciples of Kongxiang Temple, called "Cizhu," inheriting the treasure of the pearl among the seven treasures.
He had been searching the four seas, seemingly in pursuit of opportunities to attain Arhat—albeit the Nascent Soul stage.
This guy’s Qi Fortune was inexplicably favorable, and one couldn’t fathom why Kongxiang Temple concentrated so much Qi Fortune on one individual.
"Hmph, little monk."
"Do you think I can’t afford Spirit Stones?"
"If you desire this item, trade it for your seven treasure pearls!"
Duan Jiurui deliberately set an exorbitant price.
The so-called seven treasure pearls were, in fact, the bodily relics of this Cizhu disciple, requiring him to undergo nirvana in Tribulation Fire, only attainable with each major realm advancent.
Now, Cizhu was rely at the Golden Core stage, hence just over a dozen pearls in total, and she couldn’t believe he’d trade them!
But then.
Cizhu smiled slightly, "As the donor has spoken, the little monk can only exchange this mundane object in lieu of Spirit Stones."
With that.
He directly produced a perfectly round, flawless "pearl," emanating radiant, fla-like halos.
Duan Jiurui: "..."
You’re really insane!
Despite her internal complaints and slight regret, having spoken, there was no going back, so she pointed at the scales: "No need to go through my hands, just hand the Spirit Stones and pearl to him."
Why?
Why did I bother arguing with him?
Should’ve just ignored him and taken the items.
Duan Jiurui walked away, deeply regretful.
Her mood was so foul, she didn’t wish to speak another word to Cizhu.
anwhile, Cizhu was in high spirits, handing both Spirit Stones and the pearl to Li Shiji, his face still bright with smiles: "Little donor, could the little monk possibly have the honor of eting True Man Lingye?"
"I’m willing to exchange a volu of scripture for the opportunity."
Li Shiji imdiately shook his head: "The master is in seclusion, and sees no one."
Cizhu added, "It’s the scripture of Glorious Dragon Bodhisattva of the Eightfold Celestial Dragon, containing the heritage of the Dragon Transformation Pool."
"..."
"Let inquire."
Even Li Shiji hesitated a bit.
It promptly turned back to the house, reporting the matter to Li Ye.
It wasn’t that it lacked determination, but this scripture was sothing the Four Seasons Sect had long sought, repeatedly requesting from Kongxiang Temple, but to no avail.
The scripture held the Buddhist heritage of the Dragon Transformation Pool, capable of transforming all creatures into dragons. If obtained, it would definitely advance the Four Seasons Sect in dragon cultivation.
Yet now, this Cizhu disciple was willing to trade the scripture for a eting? What could be so crucial to seeing the master?
"Yes."
"Why is he so intent on eting ?"
At this mont, Li Ye was in a state of out-of-body Primordial Spirit, leaning casually on the trunk of the Ruo Wood he had transford into, his palm outstretched.
In his palm rested a bird glowing with luminous, flaming splendor, though small, it emanated an indescribable noble and sacred spirituality.
The life-infused radiance it emitted felt almost soothingly warm even to Li Ye.
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