Chapter 117: I Sell 1 Catty of Seeds for 4 Taels of Spiritual Sand
Chapter 117: Chapter 117: I Sell 1 Catty of Seeds for 4 Taels of Spiritual Sand
"At the beginning of the year, I promised to gift you a Flying Sword when you reach the Qi Refining Fifth Layer. However, considering the cultivation speed of the Huai Mountain Qi Cultivation Technique, I’m afraid it would take you seven or eight years to break through, Brother Chen," Song Yunxi explained. "Yesterday, at the Purple Cloud Marketplace, I saw this Flying Sword and thought you would really like it. I figured, why wait so long? What if I forget by then? I might as well buy it now!"
Hearing these words, Chen Mo felt a deep warmth in his heart.
In his current situation, even if he managed to save twenty, thirty, or even a Middle-Grade Spirit Stone, he still probably wouldn’t be able to buy a Flying Sword.
"Thank you, Brother Song!"
He sheathed the Long Sword and cupped his fists in a formal salute.
"Why are you being so polite with me? But you know the rules—I can’t just give you a Sword Control Technique. You’ll still have to go to the Wandering Bookstore to buy one." Song Yunxi stepped forward, threw an arm around Chen Mo’s shoulders, and leaned in to whisper, "My uncle works in the Transmission Hall. I secretly had my senior brother place a Sword Control Technique manual in our marketplace’s Wandering Bookstore. The price isn’t cheap, but it’s fair."
As he spoke, he held up two fingers.
Chen Mo knew it wouldn’t just be two Low-Grade Spirit Stones, but twenty!
But it didn’t matter.
This was no longer something that could simply be bought just by having Spirit Stones.
"Haha, it seems I’ll have to earn these Spirit Stones from you, Brother Song!"
Song Yunxi paused for a moment before quickly realizing he was referring to the breeding. He patted his chest and said, "That’s no problem at all!"
Chen Mo stored the Flying Sword Yun Qing into his Storage Ring and followed him into the dim Breeding Room.
Just like at the beginning of the year, everything had already been prepared. The quaint ring sat quietly on the long table, illuminated by the faint glow of an oil lamp nearby.
As the flame flickered back and forth, the Storage Ring also seemed to brighten and dim.
"Brother Chen, the Giant Bone Spirit Rice is also inside. I won’t disturb you any further!"
"Alright!"
Once the door was closed, Chen Mo was the only one left in the room.
In the quiet space, his breathing was clearly audible.
With practiced ease, Chen Mo sent his senses into the Storage Ring. Inside were the usual eight thousand catties of Spirit Yellow Rice, with the only difference being an additional small bag of Giant Bone Spirit Rice.
Now that his Qi Crossing Technique had reached Great Success, performing the breeding process was an absolute breeze.
The three-to-one breeding ratio also allowed him to compress the required time to the absolute limit.
In just one day, after expending 2,400 catties of Spirit Yellow Rice, he successfully cultivated eight hundred catties of Spirit Seeds.
Such a terrifying breeding ratio was likely unprecedented in history!
Of course, the Qi Crossing Technique wasn’t exactly a rare Cultivation Technique. If a brilliant genius were to study it painstakingly, they might be able to surpass Great Success to achieve Perfection, or even the Transformation Realm.
By then, they might also achieve a three-to-one seed yield ratio.
But what kind of supreme talent would actually do such a thing? No matter how high a Breeder’s status was, it still couldn’t escape the category of a Spirit Plant Cultivator!
Chen Mo spent another hour converting twenty-four catties of Giant Bone Spirit Rice into eight catties of seeds. Following that, he cultivated for about a day before finally opening the door to the Breeding Room.
Mei Hua was standing guard outside again.
In less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Song Yunxi hurried over with wide strides.
The first thing he did upon seeing Chen Mo was to ask with concern, "Why did you finish so quickly? Did you run into a problem?"
Chen Mo smiled but didn’t say a word. Instead, he handed the bag of Giant Bone Spirit Rice seeds into the other man’s hands.
Song Yunxi took it with a baffled expression, but the moment it landed in his grasp, he instantly realized something was wrong!
The weight was off!
This was definitely more than five catties!
"How much is this?" he asked hurriedly.
"Eight catties," Chen Mo replied calmly, his expression entirely placid.
"E-Eight catties?" Song Yunxi stared at him in disbelief. Behind him, Mei Hua hastily brought over a scale and placed the bag on it.
"P-Pavilion Master, it really is eight catties."
The scene playing out before his eyes felt incredibly familiar.
It seemed that every time he finished breeding, these two always had this exact reaction!
"Brother Song, during my recent breeding sessions, I gained some insights and seem to have made another breakthrough. Currently, my yield ratio for cultivating Tier One Spirit Seeds is roughly around five to one."
"The Transformation Realm! Your Qi Crossing Technique reached the Transformation Realm?!" Song Yunxi exclaimed.
He had indeed heard of a Spirit Plant Cultivator who once trained the Qi Crossing Technique to the Transformation Realm, achieving a terrifying five-to-one yield ratio. But that was a genius Spirit Plant Cultivator from the Shennong Sect in Wuchi Country!
How could this be?
Did their Cyan Yang Sect actually produce a genius of this caliber too?!
Moreover, he was right beside him—he was his, Song Yunxi’s, sworn brother!
"Huh? What’s the Transformation Realm?" Chen Mo had genuinely never heard of it.
"Above Great Success is Perfection, above Perfection is the Transformation Realm, and above the Transformation Realm is the Ultimate Realm. As for what lies beyond the Ultimate Realm... I’m afraid only a Nascent Soul Ancestor might catch a glimpse of it!" Song Yunxi sighed emotionally.
"Brother Song, there are still four thousand catties of Spirit Yellow Rice left inside. Here."
Chen Mo handed it over generously.
This was equivalent to four Low-Grade Spirit Stones!
"Wait! Don’t rush! Let me sort this out first!" Song Yunxi raised his hand and took out an abacus. As he flicked the beads, he muttered aloud, "Originally, eight thousand catties of Spirit Rice yielded eight hundred catties of Spirit Seeds. Assuming one catty of seeds sells for five taels, the cost is eight Spirit Stones, and the revenue is forty Spirit Stones. Now that the breeding ratio has become five to one, the cost is four Spirit Stones, while the revenue remains the same..."
He rambled on and on for a good while before finally arriving at a conclusion!
He still had to give the other man four more Spirit Stones!
Chen Mo shook his head and asked, "Brother Song, if we sell the seeds at five taels of Spiritual Sand, will the Spirit Plant Cultivators all come to buy from us?"
Hearing this, Song Yunxi stopped flicking the abacus. He frowned and said, "True. The situation this year is special. Since it’s my first year taking office, the shopkeepers of the other stores gave me some face and didn’t compete for the Spirit Seed business. But at five taels of Spiritual Sand, there’s no difference between buying from me and buying from them."
"Then would they sell it for four taels?"
"Impossible!" Song Yunxi shook his head repeatedly. "Absolutely impossible! Even if they have a Breeder with a twenty-to-one yield ratio, they would only earn two taels of Spiritual Sand per catty of seeds. After deducting the Breeder’s wages, there’s basically no profit left! Therefore, five taels is pretty much the lowest possible price for Spirit Yellow Rice seeds."
"Brother Song, how about this? From now on, at the end of every year, I’ll stay here for seven days and help you cultivate three thousand catties of seeds."
As soon as he said this, Song Yunxi instantly understood!
At five taels, they really wouldn’t be competitive, but if they dropped the price to four taels, wouldn’t they sweep across all the major marketplaces?
Three thousand catties of seeds would cost fifteen Low-Grade Spirit Stones. Even if they sold them for four taels each, they could earn one hundred and twenty Spirit Stones!
After paying the 1.5 taels per catty in costs, that was still a profit of sixty Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
This was almost catching up to a tenth of his total income as the Pavilion Master!
"Really?"
"Why wouldn’t I be?"
"Then I’ll pay you a processing fee of two taels per catty."
Chen Mo shook his head. "No need. 1.5 taels is 1.5 taels. We already agreed on it!"
"Alright! Alright!"
As they spoke, Chen Mo held out an empty hand.
"What’s this?"
"There’s only four thousand catties left here. Where’s the remaining seven thousand?"
"Ah? We’re starting this year?"
"Of course. Who would ever complain about having too many Spirit Stones?"
At this, Chen Mo and Song Yunxi exchanged a look and burst into laughter at the same time!