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Chapter 780: Chapter 780 Cultivation Technique So Expensive (First More Calling for Monthly Pass) Chapter 780: Chapter 780 Cultivation Technique So Expensive (First More Calling for Monthly Pass) “`

In fact, Feng Jun had heard that staying in an inn was quite expensive, so he was a bit reluctant to spend the money.

However, Yu Changzhu and Mi Yunshan both looked eager to try it out, wanting to experience the inns of the Immortal Market for themselves.

Seeing that they were not going to their assigned quarters, Huang Fu Wuxia was not at all surprised but instead recommended two well-regarded inns.

But when Feng Jun inquired about the price, he was shocked–the minimum cost was twenty Sui Ling chips per person per day.

Sui Ling chips were a unit of currency only found in the Immortal Market, where one Spirit Stone was equivalent to one hundred Sui Ling chips.

Sui Ling chips did not mean that they were broken Spirit Stones; more often, they were akin to a kind of token. For instance, if two people stayed in an inn, chose a standard room, and spent one night, they would pay with one Spirit Stone, and the inn would give them sixty Sui Ling chips as change.

These sixty Sui Ling chips could be used in any store within the Fang Market, and one could take them when leaving and use them again on their next visit. If one preferred not to carry them, they could exchange the Sui Ling chips for goods like Spirit Rice or Spirit Valley–after all, everyone had a Storage Bag.

The Sui Ling chips were different in every Fang Market.

Feng Jun felt that by forcing the use of Sui Ling chips in the Immortal Market and not accepting gold or silver, there was a deliberate effort to sever the connection between the mundane and the immortal realms, sternly making Spirit Stones the official currency of the Immortal world.

Those thoughts aside, the problem at hand was that Feng Jun’s group, which included six people–seven with Shangguan Yunjin–would need one and four-tenths of a Spirit Stone for one day’s stay in an inn.

That was the price for the cheapest room. The most expensive option, a small private courtyard accommodating over ten people, cost up to nine Spirit Stones per day–with such courtyards including a Spirit Gathering Array for Cultivation.

At this moment, the cost of cultivating for one day in Huang Fu Wuxia’s Black Colt Tower–a hundred Spirit Stones–actually didn’t seem expensive anymore.

Since they had come all this way, Feng Jun didn’t mind letting everyone broaden their horizons, but he wanted to see the rooms first.

After looking at the rooms, he dejectedly shook his head, “Never mind, let’s just set up camp and stay there.”

Strictly speaking, the conditions in the inns weren’t too bad, but Yu Changzhu and Mi Yunshan, who were most keen on staying in an inn, found it far too simple–they were after all legitimate members of wealthy families, not ignorant to the ways of the world.

As for Feng Jun, there was even less to say. Earth might be a world in decline in terms of Cultivation, but when it comes to the comforts of material life, the mobile phone realm is incomparable.

—-The rooms didn’t even have individual plumbing, let alone air conditioning, yet they dared to ask for payment in Spirit Stones?

So he, with a gloomy face, decided, “Let’s go to the management office and apply for a residence token.”

Shangguan Yunjin was the first to agree, saying, “I never stayed in inns before either; they’re too expensive.”

Jing Qingyang was indifferent; outside the Immortal Sects, he had declared he could handle his own food, and as for lodging, he most certainly wouldn’t pay out of his own pocket–“I don’t mind camping with you, but if you choose to stay in an inn, don’t expect me to pay for myself.”

There’s a rule within the Fang Market that forbade flying, so Feng Jun simply deployed two all-terrain vehicles, with Mi Yunshan driving one and Yu Changzhu driving the other, racing directly to the management office.

Obtaining temporary residence tokens was quite simple; the staff checked the identities of the six people, took six Spirit Stones as a deposit, and issued six tokens–Shangguan Yunjin did not need one as her waist token was sufficient.

Once the tokens were obtained, it was noon, and the sun had started to scorch.

On their way, they had already chosen a place to camp, on a gentle slope in the hills, beneath a few trees that were not too tall but offered considerable shade.

Most people pitched their tents at the summit or by the water, especially since it was the hottest time of the year. Even though Cultivators weren’t bothered by extreme temperatures, nobody wanted to needlessly make themselves uncomfortable, right?

Moreover, not everyone in the Fang Market was a Cultivator.

Among the seven of them, only Feng Jun and Jing Qingyang were unfazed by the heat; even Shangguan Yunjin was struggling to cope, Chen Junsheng had a stronger will and fared slightly better, while Mi Yunshan, Yu Changzhu and Yun Buyao were drenched in sweat.

Setting up the tents was quick; with the tents from Mount Zhige equipped with a foundation and even a cement board base with metal blocks, they were simply pressed onto the grass, which provided wind resistance and protection from snakes and insects.

All seven of them worked together, and in five minutes, three tents were pitched.

Once the tents were up, Feng Jun brought out three portable air conditioners.

Yu Changzhu shouted in delight, “Mountain Master, I knew you were a good man. Did you bring the generator too?”

This type of air conditioner was not yet widely available to the public in Huaxia, being primarily supplied to field military units.

The cooling effect of the air conditioners was exceptional; within ten minutes of turning them on, the interior of the tents was refreshingly cool.

During this process, Jing Qingyang was basically bewildered; he could contribute when setting up the tents, but he was completely clueless about installing air conditioners or wiring generators.

He shared a tent with Chen Junsheng, which was not large, only about seven or eight square meters in area and two meters in height. Due to the potent cooling effect, the tent door wasn’t fully closed.

Jing Qingyang was an Innate Expert and was indifferent to hot or cold temperatures, but he found the shady coolness of the tent in the heat of summer quite pleasant as well.

Recalling the few occasions the mid-level Emergence Stage practitioner had spoken, he turned his head and glanced at Chen Junsheng, “Brother, had you visited the Immortal Market before?”

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Chen Junsheng glanced at him indifferently, “What I told you, those were all lessons from my own mistakes… Believe it or not, it’s up to you.”

Jing Qingyang felt a guess in his heart but ultimately couldn’t help asking, “Why do I feel… that you were an Innate before?”

“Heh,” Chen Junsheng gave a helpless wry smile, then sighed, and said something that seemed out of the blue, “So-called opportunity, only when you can grasp it does it count as one.”

Jing Qingyang silently nodded his head; although he was a straight-thinking swordsman, his intuition was much sharper than that of ordinary people at the level of an Innate Expert.

When the temperature dropped slightly, it was already evening, and Feng Jun planned to take everyone to stroll around the Immortal Market. Chen Junsheng, however, stated that they could go and that he would stay here to watch over the tent.

Since it was their first time here, they didn’t stay out very late, mainly buying a lot of food to bring back. Many of the items in the Immortal Market contained spiritual energy, and regardless of the taste, they were simply not available outside.

Feng Jun even bought seven or eight different kinds of Spirit Beast meat, planning to cook them and see if they tasted good; if they did, he was even considering bringing some back to the Earth Realm.

By the time they returned, Chen Junsheng had already pitched two more tents and even hung up helium lamps.

After all, the Immortal Market was inevitably a bit more impressive than The Secular World, especially now in the summer, when night markets were thriving, with many merchants lighting everlasting lamps.

But with Feng Jun and the others having several lamps, including large helium lamps, lit around their five tents, it drew quite a lot of attention.

There was even a trickle of people coming to the grassland below the gentle slope, using this light to drink and chat.

With the weather like this, everyone tended to sleep late, waiting for the cool of the late night before sleeping, and then having a lie-in the next day, waking up when the sun rose high and the temperature shot up quickly.

Feng Jun and the others planned the same, drinking past midnight, and indeed, tried various kinds of Spirit Beast meat.

However, the next day was cloudy, and soon it started to drizzle, and everyone slept until nearly noon before getting up.

In such weather, they packed up all their electrical appliances, leaving only the five tents behind, and then started to stroll around.

Their main goals for today and tomorrow were street wandering and purchasing some necessary items.

Initially, Feng Jun was targeting Cultivation Techniques. The Immortal Cultivation Techniques he had collected from outside were pitifully few.

There were two Technique Stores in the Immortal Market: one mainly involved purchasing with merit points and exchanging techniques, and the other consisted of various Technique Stores where Loose Cultivators were buying and selling.

Feng Jun wasn’t very interested in the first selling area; he had no merit points, and he had very few techniques to exchange.

In the second selling area, he found two suitable techniques: Hundred Rivers Confluence and Wan Shui Zhen Jing.

Hundred Rivers Confluence was a Water System foundational technique that could lead one directly to the pinnacle of detachment, though there had to be subsequent, better techniques to enter the Golden Core stage.

However, it was a direct evolution from the “True Martial Cold Ice Technique” and could be seamlessly connected to it, leading straight to the Emergence Stage technique.

In fact, the compatibility of foundational techniques was quite strong. Having practiced Hundred Rivers Confluence, one could even practice the Profound Yin Technique of Hou Tu, which was a technique that pointed straight to the path of integration.

Nevertheless, the Profound Yin Technique of Hou Tu was unlikely to appear in such a Fang Market, not even in auction houses, because even for a Hundred Rivers Confluence technique, the selling price in the Technique Store was thirty-six thousand Spirit Stones.

Feng Jun’s two Nether Beads together were worth about that much, but a detachment-stage technique, which was very basic and had strong upward compatibility, was worth the price–the Loose Cultivators’ Technique Store wouldn’t sell it cheap.

In fact, such a technique could support the foundation of a detachment-level Clan. If a nouveau riche from a small family spent that amount of Spirit Stones, they would have the capital to establish themselves firmly. Be content with that.

Feng Jun knew the technique was expensive, way too expensive, but there was nothing he could do; he didn’t have any other channels to buy similar techniques, and Zhang Caixin was already approaching the eighth layer of Transcendence, so he couldn’t afford to wait.

Now he had a channel right there, displayed and for sale, but he still couldn’t afford it–no Spirit Stones.

Wan Shui Zhen Jing was also good stuff, mainly discussing the application of Water System techniques, including eighteen models of Water System techniques. This price was not expensive, eighteen thousand Spirit Stones. If he gritted his teeth, he could afford it.

But he still couldn’t bear to part with it, flitting here and there until he spent two thousand Spirit Stones to buy a skills book, Five Elements Sword Qi Technique.

This sword technique… well, never mind, better left unsaid.

Then, they all turned around, started up two all-terrain vehicles, and headed straight to the Magic Artifact Store.

The Fang Market, called Qiuchen, is not considered large, having a permanent population of two hundred thousand. But being the entrance for external Guidance, it has a transient population of one and a half million, spanning an area of ten thousand square miles.

With such a scale and population, the population density is quite low. However, the core area is only over three thousand acres. Beyond that, different areas operate different goods, and there is one area dedicated to the sale of Magic Artifacts.

The selling price of Magic Artifacts was also not cheap. Feng Jun saw something similar to the Fire Yang Armor he bought from Bai Luan. He bought it for three thousand Spirit Stones; how much was it selling for here? Twelve thousand!

(Added more, first update calling for the monthly ticket quota.)

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