My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange-Chapter 64 - Gathering

“One hundred and thirty magic money each, plus thirty customization fees for custom orders.”

“Okay, where do we finalize the trade deal?”

“Fire Tempering Vein!”

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Within a short while, two people had settled on an order, or one could say, a long-term trade channel.

After completing the trade, the host looked to his right, and the person who sat there had their seat slightly raised, making the host’s position the same as everyone else’s.

However, the elevated person shook his head and said, “I have no intention of selling this time, I just want to see what goods there are to purchase.”

With that, it was the next person’s turn.

“Handling a batch of low-level spiritual materials, the kind that small clan libraries have in stock, all of them, package processing.”

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With everyone else’s transactions going on, Wang Zijia roughly understood the nature of this gathering.

This was a large-scale trading platform that mobilized the resources of a large number of small clans through this platform. Clearly, this Family Alliance was certainly set up by an organization within the twelve courtyards!

Of course, looking at the large-scale trade type, the confirmation of a transaction often led to the birth of a channel. For many small clans, this should be a very practical gathering.

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Soon, it was Wang Zijia’s turn.

Wang Zijia pondered for a moment before speaking, “Selling first-class advanced talisman—Magma Fireball.”

The remaining eleven people began to take Wang Zijia more seriously, with three of the vague figures instinctively speaking.

“How many?”

“Long-term supplier or just a one-time deal?”

Wang Zijia responded with a neutral voice, “Long-term supply, preferably establishing a stable channel. If convenient, I also need to exchange some materials. For example, exchanging some low-level talisman-making spiritual materials for related talisman ink spiritual materials of Magma Fireball. There might also be some low-level talismans for sale.”

Upon listening to Wang Zijia’s words, one of the people sat back down, obviously finding it troublesome.

“About how many Magma Fireballs can you provide in a ten-day period?” Said one of the two remaining fuzzy figures.

Wang Zijia speculated about the procedure he had just carried out. Assuming he could ensure he worked every day, he should be able to make six or seven a day.

“Around fifty,” he replied.

Neither of the two heard this and withdrew. One of them immediately said, “Six magic money per piece, I’ll take them all, and guarantee the supply of your talisman ink spiritual materials, including but not limited to the exchange of related talisman-making spiritual materials with low-level teaching spiritual materials. Also, as long as the quantity of attached low-level talismans is not large, I’ll go with the market price.”

Obviously, the person had guessed Wang Zijia’s needs roughly from his requests. After all, the participants here were all members of small clans of the sect. Everyone’s needs were similar, so there were no secrets.

The other person gave up the competition decisively upon hearing this. High-class talismans generally cost around four magic money, so six magic money was already a top-tier price.

Wang Zijia nodded and said, “Agreed!”

“Where is the delivery location?” The person asked.

“The Qifu Faction!” Wang Zijia replied.

“Okay, give me the specific delivery location and method, and I will send someone for the goods when the time comes.”

“Sure!”

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And so, Wang Zijia finalized his deal.

After a while, when the twelve people had completed the trade, the room collapsed, and the illusion effect disappeared.

Wang Zijia found it quite interesting and joined several more times. However, he didn’t make any more trades and just watched.

After watching three times, he was prompted that without trade transactions, he could not enter frequently every day.

Perhaps many tourists like him would affect the quality of the trade gathering, so there were restrictions. Wang Zijia also stopped trying to continue.

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Once he had settled on the channel for his sales, Wang Zijia confirmed his work procedures.

The spiritual materials he deducted every day weren’t much, mostly used for teaching quotas. He estimated that an exchange for materials to make seven or eight Magma Fireballs would be enough. His disciples were thriftier, and they couldn’t feel that he had diminished the materials at all.

He used his work time each day to make Magma Fireballs, recover his spiritual power, and then continue to work. He could make five or six Magma Fireballs every day.

In a blink of an eye, another ten-day period had passed.

After finishing work and having dinner on this day, around eight or nine at night, Wang Zijia arrived at the South District of the Qifu Faction Buildings according to the pre-arranged information. The entire South District was the commercial street of the Qifu Faction.

After the Wanyu Sect developed into an Outer Sect, the entire sect was already close to the model of a modern special city, only it was a Xianxia-style ancient city, and the system was the sect system.

Therefore, each faction had active commercial districts in their building complexes. However, very few stray cultivators lived here, mostly being disciples within the sect, or businessmen from other large forces.

Each faction had a complete ecological circle.

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Wang Zijia found an extremely popular teahouse and requested a private room.

He then focused his mind, and his mana converged on the teacup in front of him like quicksand, slowly transforming into a small bird. After the earthen-colored bird was fully formed, its colors began to change with the magic power fluctuation in between, finally becoming a small collectible figurine.

Then, Wang Zijia slowly closed his eyes, and the small bird on the table trembled slightly, as if it were gaining sentience.

The bird jumped around on the table, getting used to its body, then took the storage bag from its body and put it into its clay body. Then it flapped its wings lightly and flew out of the private room’s window.

It turned around and landed in a green belt area at the end of the street, in a patch of green grass.

Under the effect of the Spiritual Power Shaping technique, the bird once again transformed into a verdant little snake, lying quietly, waiting.

“puliling······”

A moment later, an eagle the size of a basketball flew down from the sky, looked around, confirmed the place, and descended.

Upon landing, the eagle’s body was full of mana fluctuations as it kept squirming. When it touched the ground, it had already transformed into a youth.

The young man, in his twenties, had deep-set eyes and a somewhat hooked beak-like nose that gave him an exotic look. It was unclear whether this was his natural appearance or a result of magical practice.

After landing, the youth didn’t see anyone. He checked the time, furrowed his brows slightly, and sat down on a chair in front of the green belt.