The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Fortunately, Su Jingzhe was wearing a hat and a veil at this time.

Otherwise, the surprise on his face would have been controlled by Feng Qingya.

It would not be so easy to get this dream brick.

He simply grasped it and tried it out, then put it back in the box.

His tone remained calm as he said, “Not bad, I wonder how much Miss Feng wants to sell it for?”

Feng Qingya’s face still had that enchanting smile, but her heart was filled with doubt once again.

Although she couldn’t see Su Jingzhen’s facial expression, she could still judge some things from his tone.

Could it be that he wasn’t interested? That wouldn’t be right.

She smiled and said, “This ‘brick’ is just a fragment, but according to the strong cultivators at my Treasure Gathering Pavilion, it should be from a very powerful divine artifact.”

“And its material is extremely hard. A high-level alchemist who collaborated with my Treasure Gathering Pavilion wanted to refine it, but even after burning it in a special flame for 49 days, it didn’t melt at all…”

When Feng Qingya said this, Su Jingzhen’s heart was shocked again, but he still maintained his composure.

He knew that this was similar to the sales tactics used by merchants in the mortal world, where they would exaggerate the value of an item to get a higher price.

But Su Jingzhen was clear-headed. If this was so extraordinary, why did it end up in Linjiang City, a gathering place for low-level cultivators?

It was mainly because it was a defective product.

It couldn’t be refined, and it was just a fragment.

The shape wasn’t even pleasing to the eye.

Except for Su Jingzhen, who had a special preference for weapons, normal cultivators wouldn’t use it as a weapon.

Many cultivators’ magical tools were bound to their lives, and even if they chose a lower-level one, it wouldn’t matter.

As the cultivator’s cultivation level increased, they could continuously nourish and refine their magical tools, allowing their power to gradually increase.

So, this thing might be a useless piece of junk in the Treasure Gathering Pavilion.

After Feng Qingya finished introducing it, Su Jingzhen still spoke calmly, “So, Miss Feng, how many spirit stones do you think this ‘brick’ is worth?”

Feng Qingya’s expression slightly froze.

She didn’t expect that, after introducing it so much, Su Jingzhen would still be so calm.

She felt a sense of frustration, but her curiosity about Su Jingzhen only grew.

【Emotional Connection +2】

【Remaining usable points: 217】

The sudden two points at this time surprised Su Jingzhe.

These two points were indeed unexpected for him.

But, like Shuang Jiang before, he liked this kind of unexpected surprise.

At this time, Feng Qingya didn’t try to probe anymore.

She directly said, “This ‘brick’ is indeed a rare treasure, but it does have some defects.”

“Since Master has just become a registered alchemist of the Treasure Gathering Pavilion, let’s consider it half-sold and half-gifted.”

“One hundred mid-grade spirit stones, and this brick belongs to the Master.”

Perhaps, in Feng Qingya’s eyes, one hundred mid-grade spirit stones was indeed half-sold and half-gifted.

But it still made Su Jingzhen feel extremely helpless.

One hundred mid-grade spirit stones was equivalent to 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.

The difference between what Su Jingzhen thought and the reality was too great, considering he only had around 300 low-grade spirit stones in his pocket.

“Is there no room for further negotiation?” Su Jingzhen asked after a moment of silence.

Feng Qingya’s smile remained unchanged: “Master should know that in the cultivation world, a single high-quality material can cost more than this. It’s just that I want to be friends with you, so I’m selling it to you at a discount.”

Feng Qingya, of course, knew that Su Jingzhen couldn’t afford to pay that much. After all, just two days ago, he had to use his registration as an alchemist as collateral to buy a cheaper refining liquid. She knew that Su Jingzhen, although a talented alchemist, was still in the early stages and was indeed poor. Before Su Jingzhen became rich through alchemy, Feng Qingya was confident that she had the means to control him.

However, when Feng Qingya said this, Su Jingzhen nodded and stood up, heading towards the door without hesitation.

“Goodbye!”

Feng Qingya’s smile froze on her face, not expecting Su Jingzhen to be so decisive.

Had she overestimated the value of the brick in Su Jingzhen’s eyes?

Feng Qingya hastily called out, “Wait, Master!”

Under the veil, Su Jingzhen’s mouth curved into a slight arc. He had been waiting for these words.

Although the cultivation world was indeed more cruel and dangerous than the earth he came from, he believed that human nature remained the same, and so did the tactics.

As long as the seller wanted to get rid of something, the more you showed you didn’t care, the more they would compromise.

He believed that even Feng Qingya couldn’t escape this principle.

After all, from start to finish, he had never shown excessive enthusiasm for the brick.

Su Jingzhen genuinely wanted the brick, but he knew that even if Feng Qingya compromised on the spirit stones, it was still something he couldn’t afford.

He just wanted to see if there were other conditions that could give him a chance.

“I’m not afraid of being laughed at by Miss Feng. Even if it’s not 100 mid-grade spirit stones, but 10, I still can’t afford it. So, this magical tool is ultimately not meant for me.”

He turned back to Feng Qingya with a bitter smile, then continued to walk towards the door.

No deception, just pure sincerity.

Feng Qingya’s voice rang out again: “I know about your situation, Master, so this price isn’t really what I want you to pay. It’s just a negotiation, a game of haggling. I quoted a price, and you can counteroffer. Maybe you’ll give me a price, and I’ll sell it to you?”

When Feng Qingya said this, her gaze towards Su Jingzhen still held some expectation.

“Master, please feel free to negotiate boldly.”

Her words carried a hint of encouragement.

Under the veil, Su Jingzhen’s face revealed a smile: “Is Miss Feng being serious?”

“Of course!” Feng Qingya nodded firmly.

Su Jingzhen’s smile grew even more radiant: “100 low-grade spirit stones!”

This wasn’t just a random counteroffer from Su Jingzhen.

It was his actual budget for the magical tool.

Moreover, he had seen through Feng Qingya’s intentions, which weren’t focused on the spirit stones he had.

Feng Qingya’s smile suddenly froze, but only for a moment before recovering to a professional fake smile.

Her next words, however, left Su Jingzhen stunned.

“Sold!”