Chapter 198 The storm is rising
"The starting price is four thousand spirit stones."

Ye Yang groaned for a moment. This was just the starting price. No one could tell what the final transaction price would be.

Ye Yang called the maid over and said, "I need a lot of time sand. Could you recommend a seller to me?"

The maid shook her head and said, "Senior, there are rules in the auction that the information of the seller and buyer must not be disclosed."

Ye Yang nodded, and then said: "That's all, just help me keep an eye out for the news about Guangsha."

Having said that, he did not give up easily, but took the lady to a secluded space.

"I won't make it difficult for you. You just need to help me notice who brought the Time Sand and then report to me. Then the Spirit Stone will be yours."

After saying this, Ye Yang took out a small bag of spirit stones and placed it in front of the maid.

There were quite a few spirit stones in this bag, and they were extremely precious. When the maid saw these spirit stones, she couldn't open her eyes.

Even if she worked hard at the auction for many years, she might not be able to save up such a small bag.

Ye Yang had seen through her thoughts and resorted to this desperate measure.

The moment he saw her heart beat, Ye Yang knew that this maid had ulterior motives and there was potential for trouble.

"Why are you still going to refuse?"

The maid was tempted, but did not dare to act.

The moment she hesitated, Ye Yang suddenly released a powerful aura belonging to a warrior cultivator. The rolling demonic energy was like substance, and the murderous aura made the maid terrified.

The maid was frightened by Ye Yang and her body softened. She almost fell to her knees. She swallowed and did not dare to refuse.

She quickly accepted the spirit stone and said, "Please rest assured, I will definitely deliver the message as promised."

Hearing this, Ye Yangzhong showed a hint of appreciation: "If there is any progress, please pass on the news quickly. If I fail to do my job well, don't blame me..."

Ye Yang's eyes flashed coldly, and a murderous intent surged out. The maid immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Don't worry, senior. I will do my best."

"If you do well, there will be rewards."

Ye Yang walked out of the door, and a faint voice came out.

The maid nodded hurriedly, and after confirming that Ye Yang had really walked out, she secretly picked up the spirit stones and counted them one by one, her face full of excitement.

“There are as many as one hundred of them!”

She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, then quickly covered her mouth. Her annual salary was less than a hundred spirit stones.

……

What happened at the Jiutian Auction was just an episode.

After leaving the Jiutian Auction, Ye Yang was still thinking about the news about the grain of time sand.

The starting price of more than 4,000 spirit stones is actually not low.

He didn't have many spirit stones left, so he had to cash in some of them before he could prepare for the next auction.

More than a year ago, he bought a shop in Tao'an Market for 5,000 spirit stones, and spent most of the spirit stones he had.

He carefully counted the spirit stones in his hand and found that he still had more than 4,000 spirit stones. Together with the gift from the Huang family just now, there were 5,000 spirit stones in total.

Although it is enough, it is not very spacious.

At this time, Ye Yang thought of his shop in Taoan Market. According to Bai Zizhen, many people have taken a fancy to the shop during this period.

Thinking of this, he changed his body shape, returned to Ye Yang's appearance, and rode the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle to Tao'an Market.

……

The sky was dark, it was early morning, the autumn frost was white, and the wheels left two marks as they passed.

In a dense forest, there were seven or eight monks driving two powerful bull-like monster horses, walking slowly.

Behind the demon horse was a giant carriage piled with bags of spiritual food.

Following closely behind, there were more than ten giant horses, carrying bags of spiritual food, coming towards them at a fairly fast pace.

Although these horses are not monsters, they all have red eyes and ears, strong bodies, and are extraordinary.

The person walking in front was an old man in his sixties or seventies. He glanced back.

"Everyone, hurry up, or we won't be able to reach Tao'an Market before dark."

Everyone was guarding the spiritual food that the family had harvested in autumn, and they moved step by step towards the market ahead.

The old man held in his hand a fist-sized double-eyed mouse with a forked tail and golden fur.

As he walked, he was playing with the mouse in his hand. Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the dense forest behind him and shouted in panic:
"Uncle Jiu, the clan leader has ordered you to go back. He has something important to discuss with you."

"What? We have just delivered half of the spiritual food. How can we leave? If we go back, all these journeys will be in vain."

He frowned slightly, then said, "Chief, do you have any instructions?"

The young man who came running from the sky looked extremely excited.

"According to the clan leader, the shop we have been planning in Tao'an Market seems to have come to fruition, so we would like to convene the clan elders meeting and invite you to come back to discuss it."

"This is a letter from the patriarch."

After saying this, the young man came over and handed over a letter.

The old man's expression changed, and the mouse he was playing with quickly went into his arms.

He took the letter, read it quickly and said, "Everyone follow me back the same way, and return home again."

The person behind him was very puzzled and said, "We have been walking for such a long time and have avoided waves of bandits. Do we have to go back again?"

The old man called Uncle Jiu laughed out loud, looking excited.

"Why else should we send them? If this thing succeeds, we will have a foothold in Tao'an Market. There is no need to escort the food so hard."

The young people behind him were also very excited when they heard this. Their Wang family was just a small family in the vicinity, and Taoan Market was a large market that had newly opened in recent years.

It is said that Feitian Sect, together with Fengyu Tower and several other sects, have opened up a land for bartering there. There are a lot of monks coming and going, and it is very prosperous. They have long wanted to settle there.

"Uncle Jiu, I heard that the Feitian Sect is extremely powerful. They have united with several sects and are not afraid of even the strong ones in the realm of real people. Is this true?"

"Yes, that's why they were able to build a market in this vast wilderness without fear of monsters invading or bandits robbing them."

The man called Uncle Nine thought for a moment and spoke again.

"The Feitian Gate is very important, especially since there are several spiritual veins extending from this market town. It is a good place for many independent cultivators and family members to practice."

He looked excited. He stretched out a long whip and hit the two demon horses with a swish.

The two demon horses immediately gave a roar, turned their heads, and quickly returned to the family.

……

On another hill.

The head of the Chen family was also excited when he received the news that the huge shop in Taoan Market was for rent or sale.

He quickly called together the elders of the family and held a meeting.

Clan leader Chen said, "Everyone, the high-ranking cultivator from Feitian Sect has announced that he wants to rent out his shop, and the price is one thousand spirit stones per year.

“However, five years’ rent needs to be paid in one lump sum.”

(End of this chapter)