Xiao Fei toured Qiu Yang City and found that the Tai He Merchant House was the largest and seemed to be the most capable.
As he entered the Tai He Merchant House, leaning on his cane, a stunningly beautiful woman immediately came to carefully help him.
"Senior, please mind the steps!"
The beautiful woman was afraid Xiao Fei might fall, which would cause her trouble.
"One honored guest!"
With this shout, two more stunningly beautiful women stepped forward, took Xiao Fei's arms, and carefully escorted him into the merchant house lobby.
"May I ask what senior requires?"
"I'd like to inquire if you have any three-thousand-year-old Wulong Vine Root here?"
Since this merchant house appeared to have some strength, Xiao Fei asked casually.
The poison formula he exchanged from Old Ancestor Shangguan listed the three-thousand-year-old Wulong Vine Root as the main ingredient, indispensable.
The two beautiful women pondered for a moment and then shook their heads simultaneously.
"We apologize! Our merchant house does not have this spiritual herb."
"Does senior have any other needs?"
Xiao Fei was not overly disappointed, as this was indeed a nearly extinct spiritual herb.
"I do have needs, but this business of mine is quite significant, and you might not be able to make the decision. It would be best to find your manager."
The two women's faces lit up upon hearing this; a big deal meant rewards for them.
"Certainly, senior, please come this way!"
At this moment, the two peerless beauties wished they could cradle this trembling old gentleman in their arms and dote on him.
Xiao Fei was enthusiastically led by the two women to a luxurious private room, fully furnished with tables, chairs, and a bed.
The two women did not leave but instead had Xiao Fei recline on the bed, one massaging his legs, the other his shoulders, providing attentive and thorough service, which was incredibly comfortable.
Xiao Fei felt that only such a life was what cultivators should enjoy; constantly fighting and killing was too tiresome.
Just as the two peerless beauties were about to offer more advanced, comprehensive services, the door to the luxurious private room opened most inconveniently.
A woman, plump and tactless, pushed the door open and walked in.
"Hehehe! Greetings, fellow Daoist, I am Qiu Yue!"
Xiao Fei's bloodshot eyes scanned her from face to heel.
He inwardly grumbled, carrying such large burdens all day, she couldn't even see her own feet when looking down.
Also, she was a cultivator at the early Golden Core stage, yet her chest clothing was about to burst; she should find a sturdier outfit.
This made him doubt the strength of this Tai He Merchant House.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu Yue, no need for politeness. I have a batch of thousand-year-old spiritual herbs; does your merchant house acquire them?"
Xiao Fei asked, sitting up slightly on the bed.
"Thousand-year-old spiritual herbs! Of course, we do. Could you show them to me, Daoist?"
Thousand-year-old spiritual herbs were of great use to Nascent Soul cultivators, yet they were difficult to cultivate and rare to find.
Especially with the current turmoil in the cultivation world, items that could increase cultivation and strength were the most sought after, and their prices had consequently soared.
Xiao Fei reached into his storage bag and produced two jade boxes. Opening them, two thousand-year-old Seven-Flower Yellow Leaf Grasses lay neatly inside.
"There are actually two!"
Qiu Yue couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"What? With your merchant house's strength, you can't afford two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs?"
Xiao Fei asked with a smile, having made a rough assessment before choosing this merchant house; they should be able to afford these two herbs.
"Of course, we can afford them. Our merchant house would sell everything it has to gather the spirit stones to purchase your two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs."
It was already a stroke of immense luck to acquire even one such thousand-year-old spiritual herb.
Now that two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs were laid out before them, how could they miss this opportunity?
"May I ask what price Daoist intends to sell your thousand-year-old spiritual herbs for?"
Qiu Yue asked cautiously.
For less precious spiritual items, the pricing power naturally lay with the buyer; "I set the price, take it or leave it."
Conversely, such thousand-year-old spiritual herbs were rare and hard to come by. As the buyer, she had no pricing power; at best, she could cautiously make an offer, all while worrying about offending the seller and driving them away.
"One million spirit stones per stalk, no bargaining!"
Xiao Fei was firm and confident with this quote, leaving no room for negotiation.
"Alright! Daoist, please wait a moment, I will go and prepare the spirit stones."
Qiu Yue bowed and exited the room, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.
At this moment, the two beautiful women remaining in the luxurious private room's eyes gleamed; they had finally caught a big fish today.
The rewards they would receive after completing this transaction would be enough for them to live luxuriously for many lifetimes.
The two women wished they could throw themselves into this old gentleman's mouth and let him nibble on them.
Two million spirit stones was a considerable sum. Even for the Tai He Merchant House, the largest in Qiu Yang City, it took most of the day to gather the spirit stones.
Fortunately, Qiu Yue returned in time; otherwise, Xiao Fei would have been almost crushed and devoured by these two stunning beauties.
Xiao Fei sat up again, tidied his slightly disheveled hair and robes, appearing dignified.
He counted the sum with Qiu Yue on the spot, completing the transaction with money changing hands for goods.
After the transaction, Qiu Yue cast hundreds of pounds of appreciative glances at Xiao Fei, constantly hinting with subtle gestures that she was easily obtainable.
However, Xiao Fei ignored them; he wasn't that kind of casual person.
Then, the two beautiful women, one on each side, helped the trembling old gentleman out of the door.
Watching the old man's shaky retreating back, they realized they now held a mid-grade spirit stone in their hands, unsure when it had been placed there.
The old gentleman was truly generous, tipping so lavishly.
After completing this transaction, the city held no more value for Xiao Fei, so he immediately left the city and headed out.
After leaving the city and traveling dozens of miles further, the population grew scarcer, and it seemed even birds disliked the sky here.
"Fellow Daoist ahead, please slow down and wait for me!"
Qiu Yue's familiar voice called out from behind.
Xiao Fei turned to see Qiu Yue, who was relentlessly pursuing him.
He couldn't help but shake his head and sigh inwardly, realizing he possessed a similar charm to Zhu Yu, which he had never discovered before.
He, Xiao Fei, was also a "money handsome" type.
"Why are you so heartless, Daoist? My heart aches so much!"
Qiu Yue caught up and placed her hands on her chest, feigning extreme pain!
"My heart aches so much, could you help me rub it? Just for a moment!"
Qiu Yue said in an almost pleading tone.
This put Xiao Fei in a difficult position. He had always been kind and helpful; promoting truth, goodness, and beauty was one of his guiding principles.
When others were in pain, he would extend his large hand to warm them and illuminate the world…
As Xiao Fei was lost in thought, Qiu Yue actually tore open her clothes in her distress.
"Boom! Boom!"
Two enormous white balloons burst open just like that!
It wasn't him who had burst them!
A cloud of white smoke billowed out, carrying a foul odor. Startled, Xiao Fei retreated repeatedly but still inhaled a small amount.
Looking again, he saw that the disguise on Qiu Yue's chest had blown off, revealing firm pectoral muscles beneath, covered in a layer of dense chest hair.
Qiu Yue no longer bothered with pretense. She tore off the human skin mask from her face, revealing a large face with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a full beard.
"You scoundrel with the thick eyebrows and big eyes, you almost fooled me!"