The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

His mind moves.

“Exit the game!”

The next moment.

When Xuanqing opens his eyes again, he is back in Qingping Temple.

Death and revival without losing experience or dropping items allow him to exit the game world at any time.

Even if he is killed accidentally while hanging up, there will be no loss.

“One thousand silver taels, sixteen taels per catty, that’s 62.5 catties. Each catty has 500 grams, making a total of more than 30,000 grams.”

Xuanqing silently calculates.

According to the current market price of silver, processed accessories that circulate in the world are priced at about ten yuan per gram.

So, more than 30,000 grams is 300,000 yuan.

As for why to buy processed silver accessories?

It is because of Zhu Ganglie’s requirement, which must be circulated in the world with a certain amount of financial Qi in the gold and silver.

Xuanqing doesn’t know what this so-called “circulation” is, but silver jewelry definitely circulates more than silver bricks do.

“There’s one month for the Loose Cultivator Trade Fair, which means I have less than three days!”

Xuanqing supports his chin and thinks.

He decides to sell the wild ginseng worth dozens of years in his hand. It can easily be sold for more than a million yuan.

Next.

He dials a number.

After two “beep…beep” sounds, the call is connected, and a sweet female voice comes from the other end.

“Hello, this is the Changling City Taoist Association. May I ask who you are…?”

“I am Xuanqing, the newly graduated master of Qingping Temple. I would like to ask if there are any Daoist friends here who would like to buy…”

Xuanqing explains to the person on the other end of the phone that he wants to sell a decades-old wild ginseng.

“Daoist priest, please wait a moment, I will check it for you!”

A moment later.

The female voice on the other end of the phone says, “Daoist Priest Xuanqing, Crane Cloud True Person at our Changling Temple is collecting wild ginseng. If it’s convenient, they can send someone over in a couple of days.”

“If you are in a hurry for money, you can bring the ginseng directly to the headquarters of the Changling Association and advance a part of the payment.”

Hearing this,

Xuanqing nods slightly and says to the phone, “Alright, I will come over today, please have the appraiser ready.”

…

The call is hung up.

Xuanqing takes the wild ginseng out of his game backpack, wraps it in cloth, and puts it in a wooden box.

Descending the mountain!

Although Taoism is not as satisfactory as Buddhism, it is a native sect after all, and there is basically an association center in every province-level unit.

Wild ginseng, however, is a scarce treasure in the circle of Taoists.

It is indispensable for both alchemy and martial arts.

After spending most of the day,

Xuanqing finally arrives at the Changling City Association Center. After explaining the situation to the staff, he meets the master who appraises ginseng.

Hisss~ What a handsome and immortal-looking little Taoist! The appraiser master is somewhat surprised by Xuanqing’s temperament.

A few seconds later,

The appraiser master, who has recovered, slightly bows, “Immeasurable Longevity and Fortune!”

“Immeasurable Longevity and Fortune!”

People in the Daoist community always go straight to the point.

Xuanqing doesn’t dawdle either and immediately takes out the wooden box, opens the cloth to reveal the ginseng.

The appraiser master does not touch it directly but wraps the ginseng in a piece of cloth and brings it to his face to examine closely.

He looks at it for a while, smells it with his nose, and even picks off a tiny ginseng whisker to taste.

Finally.action

The appraiser showed an understanding expression on his face.

The reason for being so cautious was entirely due to the advancement of technology; one slip-up might result in receiving “technology and ruthless work”, and his reputation would be ruined.

“This wild ginseng, Daoist friend, is of excellent quality and weight, ranking as a top-grade wild ginseng of sixty years.”

Having said that,

The appraiser waved to the staff to bring in a machine for precise weighing.

Ginseng was placed on it.

272.34 grams!

As the saying goes, seven taels make ginseng, and eight taels make treasure, referring to the weight of ginseng exceeding eight taels can be a family heirloom.

Of course, the ancient “eight taels” was actually equivalent to the modern “half a jin”, and a popular saying goes, half a jin or eight taels is all the same.

“According to the market price, the current sixty-year-old top-grade ginseng is 12,000 per gram. You have 272.34 grams, totaling 3,268,000.”

“According to our association’s regulations, you can mortgage and prepay 80%, totaling 2,614,000,” said the appraiser.

2,614,000?

Xuanqing was somewhat surprised.

However, on second thought, this ginseng was a product of the Journey to the West World, a world with spiritual qi, and even ordinary medicinal plants there would be of top-grade quality in the real world.

…..

After leaving the Changling Daoist Center,

Xuanqing’s bank account had an additional 2.61 million, and he headed for the next destination, a ‘silver accessories store.’

The reason for not going to the wholesale market was that the silver in these retail silver shops had gone through more sales and circulation, containing more ‘wealth qi.’

What if the silver bought at the wholesale market was newly mined and had only been circulated once, and the ‘wealth qi’ it contained couldn’t meet Zhu Ganglie’s requirements?

He randomly navigated to a shop named Auspicious Silver Accessories.

Upon arriving at this Auspicious Silver Accessories shop, the store clerk felt a little puzzled by Xuanqing’s Taoist robe, but there was no imagined showing off or face-slapping.

The entire purchase process went smoothly, and he even got a discount for buying the silver in bulk.

“One hundred jin of silver, a total of 550,000, a 10% discount for you, 495,000!”

“Welcome, Daoist priest, to visit again.”

The middle-aged store manager waved enthusiastically.

…..

After leaving the silver accessories store.

It was getting late, but Xuanqing had no intention of stopping.

As the saying goes, money can make the ghost grind.

Having plenty of money, he directly hired a taxi and offered a high price for the driver to take him back to the foot of Qingping Mountain.

Back on the mountain.

It was already around midnight, and it was just getting light.

“Enter the game!”

…..

Journey to the West World.

Under the huge ancient tree.

Gentleman Bai She was engrossed in reading a book titled “The Supreme Profound Treasure of The Infinite Measure of the Uppermost Wonderful Scripture for Delivering People”.

This book was the greeting gift that Xuanqing brought to the black bear essence when he first went to Black Wind Mountain. After the black bear essence had read it, he borrowed it back.

Next to him!

Black Bear Essence leaned against the trunk, chewing on a straw out of boredom.

His honey wine was an absolute bestseller at the Loose Cultivator Trade Fair and was sold out on the third day.

“I wonder when friend Xuanqing will wake up!” muttered Black Bear Essence.

As luck would have it,

Just then.

Xuanqing, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner, opened his eyes.

“Huff!”

“Thank you, my fellow Daoists, for guarding me!”