After leaving the Fey Emperor's cave, Li Mu took stock of his gains. Although he had lost a lot of spirit jades, his gains were also huge.
Not to mention the Heavenly Book, even if Li Mu couldn't comprehend it, it would still be a priceless treasure.
As for the Mohist successor, it was an even bigger surprise.
Even when the Hundred Schools of Thought were flourishing, the Mohist was not unknown. Although the cultivation of the Mohist members was not high, their mechanical techniques were too powerful. Even the top forces of that time had to avoid them.
Unfortunately, mechanical techniques required large amounts of precious materials and spirit jades. Not to mention small forces, even ordinary countries could not afford them. Over time, the Mohist disappeared in the long river of history.
Great Zhou was strong, and with the Mohist, it was like adding wings to a tiger. Li Mu was looking forward to what surprises this person would bring him.
In addition, the clothes and accessories that he spent a large amount of spiritual jades on might not be worth it to others, but Li Mu bought them purely because he wanted the women around him to look good in them. He also felt that they were pleasing to the eye, so the spiritual jades he spent were not in vain.
Of course, although it was not in vain, he still felt heartache.
The spirit jades he had, other than his own meager salary, the empress's reward, and the Phantom Princess's forced gift to him, were all used up. He couldn't just ask them for more.
Li Mu also had a man's dignity. If they took the initiative to give it to him, then so be it. If they didn't give it to him, then Li Mu wouldn't take the initiative to ask for it.
As a man, earning his own money gave him a sense of security.
Leaving the three girls to rest on the third floor, Li Mu walked down the stairs alone. Fu-lu Pavilion had a total of three floors. The third floor was not open to the public. The first floor was for goods, and the second floor was used to entertain important customers.
Although there were many Fu-lu on the first floor, it couldn't satisfy everyone's needs. Some customers would ask for custom-made Fu-lu for special purposes. Of course, the price would be more expensive.
When Li Mu walked to the second floor, a Fu-lu School Elder was receiving a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes.
The middle-aged man was wearing a long robe that concealed his aura. The robe was filled with Spiritual Qi, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary item. Judging from the style, it should be a product of the North Sect.
In the world of cultivators, those who were able to afford the ritual implements of the Northern Clan were generally people with a certain amount of wealth.
The middle aged man gazed at the elder of the Talisman Amulet Sect and said, "To tell you the truth, Fellow Daoist Qing Jingzi, I came here this time for the sake of requesting a Creation Talisman for my son. I only have this one son, and I hope that this talisman can protect him …"
Creation Talisman, Heaven Rank Fu-lu.
This talisman did not possess any offensive capabilities, but it could regenerate severed limbs and regenerate severed heads. Even if one's heart was crushed, it would regenerate in an extremely short period of time.
Having a creation talisman was equivalent to having an extra life.
Currently, in the world of cultivators, only the Fu-lu School was known to be able to draw a creation talisman.
Qing Jingzi revealed a difficult expression. He looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, you also know that the creation talisman is a Heaven Rank Fu-lu. Even in my Fu-lu School, only the Headmaster and a few heads can draw a Heaven Rank Fu-lu. Moreover, the failure rate of a Heaven Rank Fu-lu is extremely high. Even the Headmaster cannot guarantee that he will succeed."
The middle-aged man said, "I am very clear about this point, or else I would not have come here. I have inquired about the rules of your school. We will prepare ten portions of talisman liquid for the creation talisman, and we will also give you a hundred thousand Spiritual Jades as a reward …"
Qing Jingzi nodded and said, "There is something I have to say in advance. If the creation of the talisman fails, all the talisman liquid will be wasted. Out of the hundred thousand Spiritual Jades, we can only return you fifty thousand."
Although the middle-aged man felt the pinch, he also knew that in the world, only the Fu-lu School could draw a Heaven Rank Fu-lu. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "I understand the rules of your school. I have already prepared the talisman liquid and Spiritual Jades."
Qing Jingzi was about to put away the Spiritual Jades when he heard a voice.
"Qing Jingzi, come here."
Qing Jingzi looked back and immediately stood up. He jogged to Li Mu and said respectfully, "Uncle-Master, what are your orders?"
Li Mu brought him to the third floor and asked bluntly, "Is this how you treat your customers?"
Qing Jingzi was confused. "Uncle-Master, what's wrong?"
Li Mu said, "For a creation talisman, you want ten portions of talisman liquid and a hundred thousand Spiritual Jades, and there is no guarantee of success. Do you think the reputation of the Fu-lu School is not collapsing fast enough?"
Although Li Mu was not a businessman, he knew that this was not how business was done.
Taking ten times the materials and a high deposit, and there was no guarantee of success. Even the blackest workshop was not so black-hearted. If the talisman failed this time, who would come to the Fu-lu School to draw talismans next time? Wasn't this chasing the customers away?
This person was so generous. If he could spend a hundred thousand Spiritual Jades this time, he might spend two hundred thousand Spiritual Jades next time. This kind of high-quality customer naturally had to be kept.
Xuan Jizi, the headmaster, was already useless enough. His own Grand Elder's lifespan was nearing its end, and the entire school could not even gather the materials for a single Heavenly Secret Talisman. Li Mu even had to ask for help from the Empress and Huan Ji. If the Ancestral Court of Fu-lu School was rich enough, why would Li Mu put down his dignity to live off a woman?
Qing Jingzi did not feel anything at all. He muttered, "But the rules of the school have always been like this …"
Li Mu did not say much to Qing Jingzi. He directly took out a sound transmission artifact and contacted Xuan Jizi.
Very quickly, Xuan Jizi's voice sounded from the artifact. "Junior Brother, have you arrived at Xuanzong?"
Li Mu went straight to the point. "I'm currently at Fu-lu Pavilion in Xuanzong. I have something to ask Senior Brother …"
Li Mu told Xuan Jizi the situation. On the other side of the artifact, Xuan Jizi said helplessly, "Junior Brother, you've misunderstood. It's not that we're deliberately making things difficult for customers. It's just that writing a Heavenly Secret Fu-lu is often one in ten. We can't guarantee success. Of course, if Junior Brother personally does it, it's fine even if you only take one set of materials from them."
Li Mu thought for a moment and asked, "If I draw it, who will the Spiritual Jades go to?"
Xuan Jizi said, "According to the rules, 20% will be handed over to the sect. As for the rest, Junior Brother, you can handle it yourself."
Li Mu decisively put away the sound transmission artifact and said to Qing Jingzi, "From now on, if anyone wants to draw a high-level Fu-lu, tell them to come directly to me."
After saying that, he looked at the middle-aged man on the second floor and asked, "Who's that person? He's so generous …"
Qing Jingzi said, "He comes from a cultivation family in Jing Country. His family has a Spiritual Jade mine."
No wonder he was so generous. So his family had a mine …
Li Mu looked at the middle-aged man as if he was looking at a pile of Spiritual Jades.
He walked to the middle-aged man's side. Qing Jingzi took the initiative to introduce him. "Fellow Daoist Shen, allow me to introduce you. This is Martial Uncle Ling Jizi."
The middle-aged man immediately stood up and cupped his hands. "Greetings, Senior Ling Jizi."
Although the person in front of him looked young, in the cultivation world, one could never estimate one's age based on appearance. Perhaps this person was already an old monster of unknown age.
Li Mu smiled kindly and said, "Fellow Daoist Shen, there's no need to be so formal. Sit."
After the middle-aged man sat down, Li Mu asked directly, "Fellow Daoist, do you want a Creation Talisman?"
The middle-aged man said, "Yes. I'll leave this matter to your school."
Li Mu waved his hand and said, "There's no rush. Let's talk about the price first."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Didn't we already talk about the price?"
He complained in his heart. The price he agreed to just now was already the limit he could accept. If the Fu-lu School increased the price, he would have to seriously consider whether to buy it or not.
Li Mu smiled and said, "It's like this. Although the success rate of creating a Creation Talisman is not high, the Grand Elders of my school have returned to the sect recently. If they personally do it, they won't need ten sets of materials. Five sets will be enough. In addition, the Fu-lu School has been entrusted by you to create the talisman. If the talisman fails, it will be the responsibility of the Fu-lu School. The 100,000 Spiritual Jades will be returned to you."
The middle-aged man sat in his chair, wondering if he had heard wrong.
Why did the Fu-lu School's price get lower and lower? Not only were the materials reduced by half, but if the talisman failed, the 100,000 Spiritual Jades would be returned. How could there be such a good deal?
Li Mu looked at him and explained, "Our Fu-lu School is a famous sect. We won't take advantage of you. Since the success rate of creating talismans has increased, we naturally won't charge you so much talisman liquid and Spiritual Jades."
The middle-aged man came back to his senses and immediately said, "Okay, okay, okay. We'll do as Senior says …"
Li Mu thought for a moment and said, "I don't know if this Fellow Daoist has any friends who need a Creation Talisman. After successfully creating the first Fu-lu, the success rate of creating the second one will increase. Therefore, we can buy the second Fu-lu at half price. In other words, for 150,000 Spiritual Jades, you can buy two Creation Talismans."
Although the middle-aged man didn't need it himself, if someone could buy another one, he would save 25,000 Spiritual Jades. Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and took out his Sound Transmission Immortal Tool. He immediately said, "Old Ma, where are you? I have a good thing here. Quickly come to the Fu-lu Pavilion …"
… …
In the Fu-lu Pavilion, two aristocratic family heads who had traveled thousands of miles from Jing Country to Xuanzong happily gathered ten portions of spirit liquid and 150,000 Spiritual Jades. They planned to buy a Creation Talisman each and give it to their family's younger generation to protect themselves.
The Fu-lu School was indeed a Fu-lu School. They had visited all the shops here and only the Fu-lu School could accept the business of the Heaven-grade Fu-lu.
Li Mu personally sent the two big clients out and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoists, take care. In the future, let's work together more often. Our sect accepts all kinds of Fu-lu, and we'll give you preferential treatment. The price is negotiable …"
At the staircase on the second floor, Qing Jingzi revealed a smile and muttered, "150,000 Spiritual Jades. If we give Xuanzong 45,000 Spiritual Jades, we'll make a net profit of 105,000 …"
Li Mu sensed that something was wrong and asked with a frown, "Why do we have to give Xuanzong 45,000 Spiritual Jades?"
Qing Jingzi said, "Martial Uncle, don't you know? All the transactions that our five sects conduct here have to be given 30% to Xuanzong. This is also because the six sects are from the same sect, so Xuanzong gives us preferential treatment. The other small sects, aristocratic families' shops, and stalls outside have to give Xuanzong 40% or even 50% …"
Li Mu was stunned for a moment before he strode out of the shop and said to the two figures who were about to disappear, "Fellow Daoists, please wait!"
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
