The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 118 - 88 Massive Funds Received_2

Chapter 118: Chapter 88 Massive Funds Received_2

Ning Xiaoxian sighed, this is called the Heavens not complying with human wishes, Miss Cui, I can’t help you for now.

At this moment, the results of the elixir inspection were also out. It was just a simple few lines of text, but the steward glanced at it first, and then the more he looked, the more surprised he became. Medicine shops like Huairen Hall and Xingfang Store have their own hired Alchemists stationed there; in some large cities, some medicine shops even manage to employ Loose Cultivators as exclusive Pill Masters.

The Pill Master from Xingfang Store always writes the inspection results for pills as if scribbling ghost talismans, incomprehensible like the handwriting of physicians in Huaxia, typically causing this steward great effort to discern. But this time it was different, the first line was written neatly in small script: Small Peiyuan Pill, the medicinal power is roughly 20% stronger than the average, recommended for purchase. This implies that the Small Peiyuan Pills Ning Xiaoxian submitted had about 20% more efficacy than those refined by other masters, a notable evaluation indeed.

All medicines carry a degree of poison. Moreover, due to the complex variety of ingredients added to every batch of elixir, even the miraculous Spirit Pills inevitably contain some "Elixir Poison," the difference being only in the amount. The more frequently one consumes them, the more this chronic poison accumulates in the body and the harder it is to eliminate, with only a breakthrough to the next realm offering a chance to purge it from the system. Ning Xiaoxian had asked Changtian right from the start of her Alchemy studies why she couldn’t accelerate her Body Refining process by taking elixirs. After many trials and tribulations, her yearning for Divine Skills grew far beyond that of ordinary people.

At that time, Changtian seriously warned her. Otherwise, with his skill in alchemy, why would he only allow Ning Xiaoxian to consume Spirit Rice and Beast Meat and not elixirs? It was simply because her physique would be akin to hastening the growth by overfeeding.

The robust medicinal power of these Small Peiyuan Pills meant that the user would achieve better outcomes with fewer doses. The trade-off between reduction and increase was not as simple as a straightforward subtraction and addition. The subsequent Nourishing Pills, Quhuang Powder, and notably the healing capability of the golden sore medicine were quite extraordinary, being twice as effective as those commonly found on the market, surpassing the Alchemist’s imagination. Nevertheless, due to the low grade of these medicines, they did not attract much attention.

Clutching the inconspicuous assessment paper, the steward quickly calculated in his mind and inquired about the quantity of her medicinal stash. Ning Xiaoxian had been diligent in her alchemy these days, and indeed had accumulated a good stockpile. She could make about ten boxes of golden sore medicine per batch, so she had over 700 boxes of it, the most of any kind. Next was Quhuang Powder, made into a bottle of thirteen pills per batch, leading to a stockpile of about fifty bottles after many days. Small Peiyuan Pills were limited in quantity due to the extensive variety of ingredients required, totaling only about seventy pills.

The least in quantity was the Nourishing Pill, which she refined only yesterday—merely eight bottles amounting to sixty pills, which she had managed to produce by toiling through the night to the point of vomiting blood.

So when the steward cheerfully quoted a price of seven hundred taels of silver per Small Peiyuan Pill, eighteen taels for each Quhuang Powder, two taels for each box of golden sore medicine, and one hundred ninety taels for each Nourishing Pill, Ning Xiaoxian just smiled and turned around to leave without hesitation.

The steward’s smile immediately stiffened on his face. He intended to stop her, luckily just then, he remembered that she was a young woman not yet twenty, otherwise Tusk would have cheerfully severed his hand without hesitation. He immediately called out to Ning Xiaoxian with enthusiasm, solicitously asking: "The price can be discussed, can be discussed, Miss Ning, for how much are you willing to sell?"

What followed was a grueling bargaining battle.

It’s not that she had an innate main character aura and so exuded a commanding presence which made the steward immediately submissive. Except for the Small Peiyuan Pill, none of these medicines were considered rare or valuable, and any average alchemy master could produce them. However, the steward had already discerned the truly excellent quality of the pills Ning Xiaoxian was offering. More importantly, the situation in Rock City was different at this time.

Over a hundred merchant teams had already arrived here, and in the next few days, even more would continuously pour in. Recently, demons had been causing massive havoc; even the city’s civilians had heard the rumors. Almost all merchant teams that reached Rock City had to go through several battles, so naturally, there were many wounded and sick among them. Consequently, medicines for injuries, antitoxins, and tonics had become hot commodities in the city. Before Ning Xiaoxian’s arrival, Xingfang Store was almost running out of its golden sore medicine stock.

This batch of medicine had to be secured at all costs.

Ning’s bargaining skills had indeed improved vastly. The final agreement was set at: One thousand two hundred taels for each Small Peiyuan Pill, twenty-five taels for each Quhuang Powder, four taels for each box of golden sore medicine, and two hundred forty taels for each Nourishing Pill.

Thus, she left with over 117,000 taels, which even when converted into silver notes comprised a substantial bundle. It was good that she had a storage bag, otherwise, carrying such a stack of notes would have been conspicuously obvious. This was also the largest sum of money she had earned so far. It was evident the higher the level of the elixir, the more expensive it was. Among this batch of medicines, golden sore medicine had the highest quantity but the lowest total value, far less than that of Nourishing Pills.

By the time she left the medicine shop, the steward’s face had turned both green and black. If it weren’t for the agreement of a continuous supply of more medicines in the future, he wouldn’t have shakenly paid the silver. Even Changtian felt some pity after seeing his complexion: "Aren’t you asking for a bit too much? He looks like he’s about to drop dead."

Ning Xiaoxian seemed unconcerned: "You can’t trust his complexion; he’ll recover his vigor as soon as I leave. In a few days, he’ll realize how effective these medicines are, and he’ll certainly wish I’d come to exploit him again." She added, "Unfortunately, it seems like the medicine shops here don’t have much variety, nor do they have any particularly rare treasures that could be planted in the soil. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation tickets and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)