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The market price of spirit rice was one spirit stone per ten catties of rice.

Of course, selling to the loose cultivators in the Stall Section would naturally have a lower price than the market rate.

He Song had inquired about this when he was at Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion.

He would have to give a 5% discount.

That is to say, if He Song were to sell ten thousand catties of spirit rice, the original market price would be one thousand spirit stones.

However, if sold to loose cultivators with a 5% discount, he would only get nine hundred and fifty spirit stones. The other fifty stones would be the loose cultivators’ profit.

It couldn’t be helped. If one wanted to quickly dispose of spirit rice and have others expend time selling it, then they’d have to offer a discount.

This would save a lot of time.

Simultaneously, getting the spirit stones quickly and leaving would reduce the chances of being targeted while setting up a stall.

Of course, if one sold a large quantity of spirit rice under the watchful eyes of the stall section, they would likely be targeted immediately.

Once they left the Immortal Pavilion. there would lind011htedlv be people

tailing them.

This was what He Song did not want to see.

Therefore, the idea of going to the stall section and trading with loose cultivators was rejected by He Song early on.

If He Song sold the spirit rice directly to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, although the price would be even lower than what the loose cultivators offered, he wouldn’t have to worry about being targeted.

Besides, selling spirit rice at the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion relieved He Song of the worry that anyone other than the pavilion would target him.

Transactions at the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion were one-on-one, so He Song wouldn’t have to worry about his personal safety.

As a department subordinate to the Thick Earth Sect…

The Spiritual Medicine Pavilions of the various Immortal Pavilions still had some credibility.

Not to mention that He Song only wanted to sell around twenty-two thousand catties of spirit rice, but even for more valuable spirit medicines, loose cultivators would generally choose to handle them at the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

The prices offered by the pavilion for precious spirit medicines were not too low.

There was a reason for this.

If the pavilion offered very low prices for valuable spirit medicines, the vast majority of loose cultivators would choose private transactions instead of selling to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

As a department devoted to buying and selling spirit medicines under the jurisdiction of the Thick Earth Sect, the pavilion naturally couldn’t just sit by and watch this happen.

Only by establishing a good reputation and providing a sufficiently safe environment would loose cultivators be willing to sell their precious spirit medicines to the pavilion without any concerns.

Instead of obstinately holding onto them and letting them spoil with time.

Purchasing precious spirit medicines within their jurisdiction to supply the disciples of the Thick Earth Sect was the duty of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, as well as one of the reasons for its existence.

As for the spirit rice…

The market price was one spirit stone for every ten catties of rice.

Selling to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion required a 10% discount.

That is to say…

By selling ten thousand catties of spirit rice to the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, He Song would receive nine hundred spirit stones.

This price was slightly lower than what the loose cultivators in the stall section offered.

However, the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion was much safer compared to the outside world.

Naturally, the best choice for He Song, in the interest of safety, was to directly visit the local Spiritual Medicine Pavilion to sell his spirit rice.

As for whether the source of this spirit rice would be investigated afterwards…

That was no longer He Song’s concern.

The person who appeared at the Spirit Rabbit Immortal Mansion was Han Feiyu. What does that have to do with me, He Song?

“I am a loose cultivator, Han Feiyu. I have some spirit rice that I want to sell.

May I ask if you would like to discuss the details, fellow Daoist?”

Upon entering the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion and seeing someone approaching him, He Song immediately greeted them with a cupped-fist salute, changing his original voice to a muffled tone.

At this time, He Song’s cultivation level was at the sixth -tier of Qi Refining.

Although he had used the Breath Concealment Formulas to hide his cultivation level, under He Song’s control, he could still release a trace of spiritual pressure corresponding to the sixth-tier of Qi Refining.

The appearance of this trace of spiritual pressure would ensure others would not underestimate He Song, and it would also not reveal any aura, preventing others from identifying him based on the aura.

In the Immortal Pavilion…

A sixth-tier Qi Refining cultivator was already quite impressive.

If one could break through to the late stage of Qi Refining, they would indeed be considered a person of importance within the Immortal Pavilion.

Even in the Spirit Rabbit Immortal Mansion, where there were more cultivators compared to the Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion, the situation remained the same.

Most late-stage Qi Refining cultivators gathered in Green Wall Immortal City, while there were very few of them in the pavilions of the Immortal City.

With He Song’s sixth-tier Qi Refining cultivation, his cultivation level was already considered quite high.

Of course…

The person in front of He Song dared not neglect him.

“So, it’s Senior Han. Please follow me to the VIP room. The manager will discuss in detail with you.”

This was a young man with only First-tier Qi Refining.

Upon hearing He Song’s words, he immediately offered a cupped-fist salute to He Song and then led him to the VIP room.

Once He Song was brought into the VIP room…

He first brewed a pot of tea for He Song before retreating and leaving.

Soon…

The door to the VIP room was opened once again, and a handsome young man walked in calmly.

“I am Jiang Jun, the manager responsible for purchasing spirit medicines and spirit rice at the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion. I’ve heard about you, Mr. Han.”

As soon as he entered the room, he greeted He Song with a slight bow and a smile.

He Song also returned the polite greeting.

After some casual conversation…

The two of them sat facing each other, and Jiang Jun took a sip of tea to prepare for the transaction.

“May I have a look at the spirit rice, Mr. Han?”

Jiang Jun’s cultivation was the same as He Song’s, both at the sixth-tier of Qi Refining.

Presumably, there was no falsehood in his statement of being the manager of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

Upon hearing Jiang Jun’s words, He Song quickly took a small cargo storage bag out of his black robe.

Placing it on the table with a thud, he indicated that Jiang Jun could check at will.

The small cargo storage bag contained a full twenty-two thousand catties of spirit rice.

As for the other few hundred catties of spirit rice, He Song had left them at his Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion residence for his everyday consumption.

On the side…

Jiang Jun, after receiving He Song’s permission, quickly picked up the small cargo storage bag.

As he probed it with his spirit power, Jiang Jun’s eyebrows raised, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

“There’s a total of twenty-two thousand catties of spirit rice. The color is full, the grains are round, it must be high-quality spirit rice produced in a rich spirit Qi area.”

Glancing at He Song, he saw that He Song was calm and seemed to have anticipated his words.

Seeing this, Jiang Jun pondered for a moment before speaking again.

“Does Mr. Han want to sell this spirit rice? These are all high-quality spirit rice. I am willing to buy them at the price of two thousand spirit stones. What do you think?”

For twenty-two thousand catties of high-quality spirit rice, the market price was two thousand two hundred spirit stones.

However, the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion had to take a 10% cut as profit.

After calculations, He Song should’ve received one thousand nine hundred and eighty spirit stones.

However, the price Jiang Jun mentioned was a full two thousand spirit stones.

Though it was only twenty stones more than the original price, these twenty stones were beyond He Song’s expectations.

Why would someone be so eager to overpay?

“Daoist Jiang, isn’t it supposed to be one thousand nine hundred and eighty spirit stones? How did it become two thousand?”