Chương 55: Blood Pellet of Demons and Devils
There was a transaction market in Jialan City, and it was located in a place named the Black Street. Crowds of people were coming and leaving; the atmosphere was extremely lively.
In Black Street, Countless items that couldn't be exposed openly in the outside world were being peddled and hawked.
Many people loved to come here to shop for treasures.
Lin Feng was here now.
He decided to sell the blood pellet he had obtained before.
Back then, Lin Feng had killed a flying yaksha.
Flying yakshas were considered extremely rare existences among the devil races. This was especially so for a flying yaksha of the Martial Master Realm.
Flying yakshas of that level could produce a blood pellet in their bodies.
This type of blood pellet contained the essence of the flying yaksha's blood essence.
Flying yakshas were monsters that loved to drink fresh blood. They were able to concentrate the blood essence of their prey and stored it in themselves.
Hence, one could very well imagine the amount of purified blood essence in this blood pellet.
If he directly refined this blood pellet, Lin Feng might even be able to attempt his breakthrough to the Martial Master Realm now.
However, the blood pellet from a flying yaksha would also contain intense poison from the flying yaksha's body. Hence, human cultivators weren't able to directly consume and refine them.
Only an alchemist could remove the poison within by using some special methods.
And the blood pellet of a flying yaksha was considered an essential ingredient to concoct many high-graded medicinal pills.
Hence, Lin Feng decided to come to the Black Market and sell it.
He went to a few stores and made some inquiries. The price the other parties were willing to pay was about a million taels of silver for it.
The shops in the Black Market would always purchase things at a low price before reselling them at a high price. However, Lin Feng never had any intention of selling the blood pellet to the stores here.
He then headed to the northwestern corner of the Black Market.
In the Black Market, anyone could set up a store anywhere. Cultivators could even just place their wares on the ground and sell whatever they wished to sell.
"Little brother, take a look at my qi replenishing pills. These pills are concocted from seventy-two different types of medicinal ingredients. Each pill is only going for 1,000 taels of silver."
"Hey, little brother. There's a freshly excavated treasure over here. It's something left behind by a Yin Yang Realm expert and it might be an immortal treasure. Why don't you come and pick a few for protection?"
Many people glanced at Lin Feng and started peddling their wares to him.
Lin Feng didn't bother with them. He went to a corner where there was already a young man sitting here cross-legged. This young man looked to be about seventeen to eighteen and had a skinny frame. He closed his eyes and his face was flushed like he just suffered from some injuries.
Before him, a black-colored rhizome could be seen. It was unknown what that was.
Lin Feng sat down beside this young man.
He took out his blood pellet and placed it before himself.
"Is this a crow root?" A cultivator then walked over and questioned the young man beside Lin Feng.
The young cultivator opened his eyes and replied, "This is a black spirit root."
"What? A black spirit root? Little brother, are you lying to me? From what I know, black spirit roots are the rhizomes of the black spirit tree, and they are heavily guarded by ferocious beasts. With your strength, how is it possible for you to obtain one?" The middle-aged cultivator spoke with doubt in his tone.
"If you don't believe me, you can leave," the young cultivator coldly spoke.
"Black spirit root? Is it really the black spirit root?"
Some cultivators at the side crowded over when they heard this, all of them were staring in detail at the thumb-sized black root on the ground.
An old man surveyed it and spoke, "It is indeed a black spirit root. A rhizome from the black spirit tree that can produce the Mystic Nether Blackflame Fruit."
"Mystic nether blackflame fruit?" Lin Feng's heart stirred.
This fruit was extremely famous and could be considered one of the extremely rare spiritual fruits.
This type of spiritual fruit contained a large amount of mysterious energy. After cultivators consumed them, they would be able to borrow the medicinal potency of the fruit to achieve a breakthrough in their cultivation bases. However, in truth, the black spirit root didn't have too much usefulness. But it had a certain medicinal value and because it was quite rare, it should be able to fetch quite a good price.
"Little brother, what price are you intending to sell this for?" A cultivator asked.
"5 million taels of silver," the young cultivator replied.
"Hehe, this black spirit root isn't the mystic nether blackflame fruit, yet you want to sell it for 5 million taels of silver? Although a black spirit root is very rare, it's at most worth 200,000 taels. Why don't we do it this way? I will buy it from you for 300,000 taels. How about it?" an old man spoke.
"I will only sell this to those who know the value. I won't sell it for less than 5 million taels." The young cultivator closed his eyes after he spoke.
"Hmph, how ridiculous. Daring to ask for such a sky-high price, you won't be able to sell it your entire life."
"It is just a root and he actually dares to ask for 5 million taels of silver. He must be thinking so much about money that he has gone crazy."
The people in the surroundings then dispersed.
Lin Feng also had some doubts in his mind. He didn't understand why this young man persisted in selling the root for 5 million taels. It was clearly not worth the price. However, Lin Feng suspected that because this young man was injured, he needed the money to purchase some wondrous recovery items. If that was the case, it could explain why he was so persistent in selling the black spirit root for 5 million taels. Therefore, that line spoken by the young cultivator saying that he would only sell it to those who knew the value was most probably an excuse.
And at this moment, a group of over ten people walked over from afar. The person in the lead was a young man. These people stopped before Lin Feng's tiny store.
"Eh? Is this a blood pellet?" That young master stared in astonishment at the blood pellet Lin Feng placed before him.
Lin Feng nodded. "This is a blood pellet from a flying yaksha."
"What? A flying yaksha's blood pellet? This item is not commonly seen. I've only heard it but never seen it before."
Many people exclaimed in shock and started to crowd around Lin Feng.
A moment later, Lin Feng continued, "In addition, this blood pellet is produced by a flying yaksha at the Martial Master Realm."
"A blood pellet that was produced by a martial master-ranked flying yaksha?" The eyes of this young master gleamed.
He then continued, "A year ago, I saw a blood pellet in the medicinal refinement room of an elder in my clan. However, its quality is inferior to yours. What I saw was just the blood pellet produced by a flying yaksha at the ninth-level of the Martial Student Realm. I want this blood pellet of yours. Men, go and take my money to pay him."
"Yes, young master."
Immediately, a guard walked out with a stack of banknotes, passing them to Lin Feng.
Each of these banknotes was worth 100,000 taels of silver. There were a total of ten of them, which meant that the value of the banknotes he received was 1 million.
Lin Feng shook his head. "A blood pellet produced by a flying yaksha at the Martial Master Realm can sell for 5 million taels of silver outside. In addition, there is a demand for it but no supply. For such an item, I heard that in an auction many years ago, the price even reached 12 million taels of silver. I'm unwilling to use an auction house because things are too troublesome; hence, I took it here to sell it. If you know the value of it and really wish to purchase it, you can take it for 10 million taels of silver. Your 1 million taels of silver is not enough to buy my flying yaksha's blood pellet."
That young master laughed. "This place is the Black Street, not an auction house. As to the price of the blood pellet, that will be determined by me and not you."
"This is my item, but you are the one who determines the price? Are you kidding?" Lin Feng calmly spoke.
"I'm naturally not. I'm very serious. I want to buy this flying yaksha's blood pellet with 1 million taels. Alright let's settle things, you can take the money and go!" This young master spoke with a tone of unquestionable authority.
"How ridiculous. You won't be able to take it unless you pay 10 million taels," Lin Feng coldly spoke.
A moment later, a cold smile appeared on the young master's face. "Brat, I gave you face but you don't want face."
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