Chapter 321

Chapter 321: Crazy Shopping

"So rich, yet still cutting the outer disciples’ benefits. What kind of scoundrels are the Higher-ups in the sect?!" Fang Lie criticized without holding back.

Mo Lanyun’s face darkened, and she felt awkward, not knowing what to say. The Fire Tribulation Immortal began to squirm, feeling quite annoyed inside.

If someone else dared to speak like that, she would have slapped them away long ago. But when it came to Fang Lie, the victim, she felt guilty and couldn’t bring herself to act.

The secret within the Mo Sect was too obvious, especially after Fang Lie had caused quite a stir a few times, exposing everything for everyone to see. In this situation, even Mo Lanyun, who usually stayed away from worldly matters, knew what was happening.

Though she found it hard to accept, she felt helpless, especially since some people from the Mo family were involved, many of whom were her elders. What could she do?

So, even though she was scolded by Fang Lie, she didn’t dare say anything and could only endure silently.

Fortunately, Fang Lie wasn’t the kind of person to take out his anger on the innocent. Seeing Mo Lanyun’s face turn as red as an apple made him feel bad, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Junior sister, what do you want to buy this time?"

"I want to buy everything rare that I can find. I’m here representing the Mo Sect for the mountain gate procurement!" Mo Lanyun replied.

As she spoke, she spotted a material and purchased it without even blinking.

"You? In charge of mountain gate procurement?" Fang Lie exclaimed, surprised. "Is that allowed?"

What an important position mountain gate procurement was! How could they give it to a Young Girl who was only in her teens? Fang Lie thought that even if they spoiled second generation immortals a little, they shouldn’t just throw responsibilities at them, right? That would be making a joke of the Mo Sect’s future!

Seeing Fang Lie’s shocked expression, Mo Lanyun covered her mouth and smiled, explaining, "Senior brother, only people like us can attend the Grand Banquet by the Sea and Sky. There are many things here that the sect needs, so every disciple who attends such an event is responsible for mountain gate procurement. This duty is only limited to this event, so it’s not like I have full control over mountain gate procurement."

"Now I see! You really surprised me!" Fang Lie said with a wry smile.

At that moment, Fang Lie suddenly spotted a Serpent Demon Grass, which was over a thousand years old. This plant grows only in the nests of serpents of the Sixth-rank or higher. It absorbs the slime from when serpent demons shed their skin, making it a rare and special spirit herb.

It cannot be mass-planted, and wild numbers are very limited. Even with Fang Lie’s pure Nirvana fire, he couldn’t obtain many.

However, it was essential for dozens of high-grade spirit pills, and for Fang Lie, it was more valuable and rare than other ordinary herbs.

So Fang Lie pointed to the Serpent Demon Grass without hesitation and said, "Buy this!"

"Oh no! I want that too!" Mo Lanyun immediately grabbed Fang Lie’s arm and said, "Senior brother, why not let me have it? An elder in my family needs it to refine a spirit pill that will suppress the fire poison generated during cultivation."

Fang Lie scratched his head and asked, "If I give it to you, can you guarantee you’ll succeed in refining it? There’s only this one, and if you fail, you’ll end up with nothing!"

"Well…" Mo Lanyun hesitated instantly.

Her protector behind her sighed, saying, "The sect’s alchemists haven’t reached the master realm yet; they are only slightly stronger Great Pill Masters. The success rate for refining this spirit pill is probably less than fifty percent."

"Then it’s better to leave it to me!" Fang Lie replied, "At least my success rate for alchemy is nearly one hundred percent!"

"That’s great! Senior brother, how about I buy it, and you help me refine the pill? Is that okay?" Mo Lanyun said cheerfully, happily paying with spirit stones.

After receiving the spirit herb, she generously handed it to Fang Lie and said seriously, "I’m counting on you!"

"Oh…" Fang Lie took it in a daze and put it in his storage pouch, feeling a bit perplexed and saying, "You pay, I refine, and the pills belong to you. Why do I feel something’s off?"

Mi Qing could no longer hold back and reminded him, "Young Master, she hasn’t given you any reward for refining pills!"

"Ah, right!" Fang Lie immediately realized and exclaimed, "Junior sister, you’ve confused me! Are you saying I’m working for free?"

"Not at all!" Mo Lanyun quickly replied, "Whatever reward senior brother wants, just say it!"

"Well…" Fang Lie thought for a moment and said, "My four younger siblings need to go to the Jade Pool for some cultivation time. How long do you think is appropriate?"

Mo Lanyun pondered and said, "According to the rules, 200,000 contribution points are needed for one trip to the Jade Pool, which takes about three months. If your spirit pill is successfully refined, just your fee would be worth around several million contribution points, so how about let them cultivate in the Jade Pool for six months?"

"Okay!" Fang Lie nodded, saying, "Deal. However, when we encounter more spirit herbs, I have priority in choosing!"

"No problem!" Mo Lanyun said with a quick smile. "Just don’t take everything, senior brother!"

"Relax. I only want those scarce spirit pills that can’t be obtained in bulk normally," Fang Lie replied.

"Understood. You can refine low-grade spirit herbs into high-grade ones, so aged common herbs don’t interest you!" Mo Lanyun said admiringly. "That money-making skill’s way better than my extravagant spiritual roots!"

Though both possessed unique gifts, Fang Lie’s clearly excelled at wealth-building while Mo Lanyun’s spiritual roots granted monstrous battle prowess. Each had distinct strengths – neither outshone the other.

Fang Lie then witnessed Mo Sect’s true wealth firsthand as they began their shopping spree. Mo Lanyun snapped up any rare high-grade materials – whether minerals for refining techniques or alchemy herbs – without batting an eye at prices. Treasures, Dao magic, and other oddities barely drew her attention.

Though materials comprised only a fifth of exhibits, she claimed 60% of them. The remaining 40% included 30% she deemed unworthy and 10% bought by others.

Her reckless spending shocked Fang Lie but delighted the Hong Yi Steward, whose rewards depended on client expenditures. Nearby stewards watched the frenzy with green-eyed envy.

Even as mere observer, Fang Lie spent tens of thousands of small spirit pearls on dozens of rare herbs, massively expanding his medicinal stocks. By the seventh floor’s end, Mo Lanyun had burned through nearly a million pearls – and this was merely the Exhibition’s first day.

Noticing abundant leftovers despite other spenders, Fang Lie asked, "Doesn’t unsold stock mean losses?"

"Not at all!" The Hong Yi Steward explained. "You’re just the first wave. Tomorrow brings lower-tier buyers for remaining items at 10% discounts. The Grand Banquet by the Sea and Sky runs until everything’s sold – which usually happens by event’s end."

"Ah. So we’ll switch venues tomorrow?"

"Indeed – a new exhibition hall with fresh stock. Pity I won’t accompany you there."

Fang Lie and Mo Lanyun shared knowing smiles before flying off.

Over next two days, Mo Lanyun’s daily million-pearl purchases secured thousands of materials. Far from wasteful, these would multiply in value when sect crafters transformed them into treasures and treasure ships for resale.

Though Fang Lie spent 100,000 pearls, he netted 200,000 after commissions from his sold items.

Watching the spending spree, he finally asked, "Junior sister, what about the auction? Don’t you want Penglai Immortal Liquid?"

"I’ve had the pure version, not today’s diluted stuff. But that eighth-rank top-grade treasure – The Black Tortoise Seal – interests me."

"Starting at 700,000? It’ll hit millions!"

"Senior brother underestimates eighth-rank treasures! Top-grade ones haven’t surfaced for centuries. They anchor a sect’s Fate – every appearance sparks intense clashes. Ten million pearls plus special demands minimum. Mo Sect fears no pearl costs, but those conditions…" She shrugged.

"You tycoons pressure me!" Fang Lie lamented. "Turns out I’m actually this poor!"