Beast Taming Makes Me Stronger
Chapter 314 - 312 Xu Feng’s Bargaining Skills

Chapter 314: Chapter 312 Xu Feng’s Bargaining Skills

The voice of Xu Feng reached the ears of the Saint Master.

"Customize a set of Saint Level Alchemy Inheritance for them; asking for 200,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins isn’t too much, right?"

Upon hearing "200,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins," the Saint Master almost failed to maintain his composure.

"We can try, but I can’t guarantee anything," the Saint Master replied, feeling as though his worldview had broadened; he used to think of obtaining a few thousand Hongmeng Purple Coins as a stroke of great luck.

Now, following Xu Feng, sums of tens or hundreds of thousands of Hongmeng Purple Coins were commonplace.

"Leave it to me."

When the top-tier Saint Level Alchemists from the Human Clan were mentioned, the Alien Race powerhouses from the surrounding Chaos Continent instantly lit up with desire.

They looked at Xu Feng as if he were a rare treasure.

"Our Wandering Continent is in urgent need of Holy Pills that can restore the Origin, heal the soul, and break through barriers; I wonder if your noble clan has any in stock?" inquired the four-armed Alien from the race familiar with the Saint Master.

"If not, we could provide Divine Medicines for your noble clan’s alchemists to refine," said another powerhouse with a human body and snake’s tail from the Second Realm.

"We do have those in stock, but they are just temporary fixes," Xu Feng said, looking towards the powerhouses of the Chaos Continent.

Hearing this, the cluster of Alien Race powerhouses showed confused expressions, waiting for Xu Feng to continue.

"I am a top-tier Saint Level Alchemist, with a profound mastery over the great Dao of myriad Elixirs and particularly skilled in predicting Elixir Scriptures and Dan Recipes."

"If you wish, I can devise several Saint Level Alchemy Inheritances suitable for the various clans of your continent."

Xu Feng held a Resurrection Holy Pill for a Second Realm powerhouse in his hand, using it to demonstrate his abilities.

"Since the senior here is a friend of the Saint Master, I’m gifting this Second Realm powerhouse’s Resurrection Holy Pill to the senior."

Xu Feng pulled out a Jade Box specifically designed to hold a single Holy Pill and placed the pill inside before handing it over to the four-armed Alien powerhouse.

Upon receiving the Holy Pill, the four-armed powerhouse couldn’t help but swallow.

Currently, their Wandering Continent was lacking even the basic Holy Pills for restoring the Origin, let alone the legendary Resurrection Holy Pill for a Second Realm powerhouse, which could save a life at a critical moment.

The surrounding powerhouses from the Chaos Continent grew envious, desiring such a top-tier Holy Pill.

At this moment, a Second Realm Alien Race powerhouse with an imposing aura appeared.

"Four-Hands, just take it and don’t be fussy," he said.

This newcomer was three zhang tall with two horns on his head and eyes as deep as the Abyss.

As Xu Feng looked up to meet his gaze, he felt an immense sense of oppression.

"We from the Wandering Continent will take the suitable Saint Level Alchemy Inheritance you have for us; how many Hongmeng Purple Coins do you wish to sell it for?"

The powerful aura bore down on Xu Feng, who stood his ground as the Taixu Qilin stepped out from behind him, radiating waves like a tumultuous sea from the Void.

The Saint Master took his place behind Xu Feng as well.

"Esteemed senior, business is business, but pressuring a junior like this seems a bit inappropriate," Xu Feng spoke with an unaffected grace.

"Right, the Saint Master speaks the truth; my zeal got the better of me," said the horned Second Realm powerhouse, retracting his aura with a hint of a smile.

Inside a Divine Palace on the Wandering Continent specifically for receiving outsiders, many powerhouses sat with Xu Feng and the others.

"Let’s start with the Elixirs. How many of those types mentioned before do your Human Clan have?" asked the two-horned Second Realm powerhouse.

"Since we’re conducting business, I still don’t know the esteemed senior’s name," said Xu Feng first.

"You may call me ’Mo Lin.’"

"Mo Lin senior, here is a list of Elixirs our clan is willing to sell."

Xu Feng waved his hand, and a light screen appeared displaying various Elixirs ranging from Spirit Level to Saint Level Holy Pills, complete with quantities and efficacies listed.

Upon seeing the inventory, the powerhouses in the Divine Palace were overjoyed, as the amounts could satisfy their needs for many millennia.

"How about we settle in Dao Crystals and common Divine Medicines and Divine Materials?" suggested Mo Lin.

"This would be the best~"

"I wonder if your noble clan might be interested in the Saint Level Alchemy Inheritance," Xu Feng said, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, while the Saint Master behind him subtly straightened up.

"Of course, let’s discuss the price first," said Mo Lin, slapping the armrest of his chair.

The other Second Realm powerhouses from the Wandering Continent also started to look serious.

They knew the main event was beginning.

"300,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins; I will create a tailored Saint Level Alchemy Inheritance for every clan on your continent with Second Realm powerhouses," declared Xu Feng confidently.

"Based on my Alchemy Inheritance, as long as one possesses even a slight talent for the Alchemy Dao, becoming a Saint Level Alchemist within ten thousand years following the curriculum will be no problem."

Listening closely, the Saint Master maintained a calm face, but a tumult was already stirring in his heart.

"100,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins," Mo Lin countered with a gaze as deep as the Abyss.

"300,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins, and I’ll include 20 Saint Level Dan Recipes for free, including the Dan Recipe for the Second Realm powerhouse’s Resurrection Holy Pill that I gave to Four-Hands," Xu Feng replied.

"120,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins."

"As the saying goes, one must treat the root cause of the disease. With this Saint Level Alchemy Inheritance, your continent will never have to worry about Elixirs after ten thousand years."

"Furthermore, the Holy Pills refined by a Saint Level Alchemist will foster an increase in the number of powerhouses on your continent."

"After enhancing my strength, Hongmeng Purple Coins are still an issue."

Xu Feng finished speaking and fell silent, ushering a stillness throughout the grand hall.

All the powerhouses of the Alien Race from the Wandering Continent communicated secretly.

"150,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins, that’s my final offer." Mo Lin said with a slightly threatening tone as he looked at Xu Feng.

"You all want fish, I brought you the methods to catch them."

"In this expanse of the Chaos Sea, I guarantee that if you miss out on me, you’ll never encounter an Alchemy Master who can help your race predict and inherit the Saint Level Alchemy Dao suitable for you."

Behind Xu Feng, a phantom of a Pill Furnace emerged, with the myriad paths of Alchemy Dao forming auspicious and mystical signs that protected him on both sides.

Seeing this, the Alien Race powerhouses felt their gazes heat up upon sensing the Alchemy Dao phenomena emanating from Xu Feng.

"Aren’t you afraid that I’ll keep you confined to the Wandering Continent by displaying your talents in Alchemy Dao like this?" Mo Lin put away the threatening look in his eyes.

"Your Continent may be strong, but it cannot hold me back."

The moment Xu Feng finished speaking, two roars of fury came from the direction of the Human Clan Origin Realm.

"200,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins, my absolute bottom line, if we can agree, so be it; if not, then it’s a matter of fate." Mo Lin said through clenched teeth.

"Deal. The races with Second Realm powerhouses can send their noble alchemists over to me, preferably Spirit Level Alchemists," replied Xu Feng.

"Agreed."

Under the dreamy gaze of the Saint Master, Xu Feng and Mo Lin signed the Chaos Contract.

"Saint Master Xu, how long will it take to predict the Alchemy Inheritance for them?" the Saint Master asked via telepathy.

"Normally, one month is enough, but to make them feel their money’s well spent, let’s make it a decade."

"Along the way, having such company will also stave off the loneliness," Xu Feng thought and said.

After all, the price was 200,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins, and since the Chaos Contract had been signed, it deserved to be taken seriously.

In the following decade, the Wandering Continent maintained an equal pace with the Human Clan Origin Realm.

Xu Feng’s Divine Thought Avatar was busy within the Chaos Continent, painstakingly predicting the Saint Level Alchemy Dao inheritances of various races.

In the blink of an eye, ten years had passed.

Within the Preaching Arena, Xu Feng finished imparting the fourth Alchemy Great Scripture and was about to conclude the last session.

At this moment, numerous Alien Race Alchemists stood up in the arena, looking at Xu Feng with reluctance in their eyes.

"Master Xu, please stay with us, and bring your people to join our Wandering Continent family," pleaded an Alien Race Alchemist with four arms, his eyes filled with longing.

During these ten years, he had followed Xu Feng, growing from a Spirit Level Alchemist to now a top-level Immortal Level Alchemist.

He felt that by following Master Xu for hundreds of years, he could achieve the Saint Level Alchemy Master status.

"There is no feast that doesn’t end, to date, your growth has been beyond my expectations."

"I believe that within 3000 years, you’ll surely become Saint Level Alchemists."

"While having a forerunner in the path of Alchemy Dao is beneficial, the beauty of the journey is the most wonderful aspect of the Alchemy Dao."

"I have already shown the way, you just have to proceed."

Xu Feng looked down at these Alien Race Alchemists, his eyes showing a look of gratification.

Setting aside racial prejudices, these alchemists were all qualified to become his recognized disciples.

Before leaving, Xu Feng met with Mo Lin.

"Senior Mo Lin, in ten or so thousand years’ time, you’ll find that the 200,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins are the most worthwhile investment you’ve ever made," Xu Feng cheerily said.

Over the last decade, Mo Lin often invited him for tea, enlightening him with many secrets of the Chaos Sea through their conversations, and the two had become as close as friends.

"Upon this departure, who knows when we will next meet?" Mo Lin looked at Xu Feng, his words caught in a moment of hesitation; although friendship had been established, it didn’t achieve the result he desired.

"Senior Mo Lin, I know what you want to say; after I become a Divine Level Alchemist, if fate allows us to meet again, I will refine a Divine Pill for you."

"The Third Realm is nothing to be melancholic about."

Xu Feng said and with a slight wave of his hand, a portal for space transmission appeared.

Without a prolonged farewell, Xu Feng stepped through and returned to the Human Clan Origin Realm.

Mo Lin stood on the edge of the Wandering Continent, cursing with a chuckle as he gazed towards the direction of the Human Clan Origin Realm.

"That cheeky kid..."

Human Clan Origin Realm, Taichu Sacred Land, Xu Feng’s courtyard.

"Oh my goodness, I’m finally back, it was so exhausting to pretend there."

Xu Feng, devoid of any image, sprawled on a lounge chair, while beautiful maids gently fed him peeled and prepared Spirit Fruit desserts.

At that moment, Xu Feng received updates from Xiao Hei that Wangan and the Saint Master’s avatar had come to visit.

Thus, two more lounge chairs were added beside Xu Feng.

"Craftsmanship is indeed valued. As a Second Realm Body Refinement powerhouse like me, I couldn’t earn 200,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins even if I staked my life," the three-headed Wangan avatar expressed envy.

"It seems that back in the day, the Xu Family’s Commerce rose to power through similar means," the Saint Master’s avatar commented.

"200,000 Hongmeng Purple Coins, they’re of no use in my hands; better to refine them all into Holy Pills to enhance your strengths," Xu Feng pondered aloud about the uses of Hongmeng Qi.

"Saint Master Xu, keep it for yourself, the Human Clan’s powerhouses already owe you enough."

"If it continues like this, there might come a day when gratitude becomes as weighty as resentment," the Saint Master’s avatar warned.

"Gratitude as weighty as resentment, does that mean they won’t need me anymore?"