Invincible Kungfu Healer

Chapter 936: Take Only What Belongs to You

The Martial Arts Circle Convention finally come to a close. No one had expected such an ending.

Dafang Sect took first place, defeating all other sects. The young man called Mo Wen had, without doubt, become the most striking person in this year's Martial Arts Circle Convention.

Huatian Palace, meanwhile, did not know whether to laugh or cry at this ridiculous situation. When the Golden Buddha Sect, the Sinister Wind Sect, and the other major sects left, the sects of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm all withdrew as well. There were originally a few other sects from the Peng Lai Immortal Realm, other than the eight major ones, who came for the convention. However, all of them withdrew from the competition.

The result was no different from those of the precious Martial Arts Circle Conventions. The 10 major sects of the Martial Arts Circle were made up of warriors and sects from the main space. The ranking was simple. The sects from the Peng Lai Immortal Realm were removed, and everyone else was moved up. In the end, even the Zhongyu Sect that Wang Qinghan was part of made it into the top five again.

Of course, the so-called 10 major sects were not paid any attention to again. In fact, no one even talked about them. After all, after they saw the sects of the Peng Lai Immortal Realm and all those legendary and enormously mighty warriors, no one cared about the 10 great sects that were not anywhere near that powerful.

Of course, there was an exception, and that was Dafang Sect. It took first place among the 10 major sects, and it was a genuine first place.

On the streets of Dragon City, people walked along the streets as it drizzled. There were also four seasons in the Dragon City Mystery Dimension; spring, summer, autumn, and winter worked as normal. And, during the wet season, it often rained.

Even though the Martial Arts Circle Convention had ended, the number of people on the streets did not decrease. That was because Huatian Palace was going to hold a grand trade fair after the Martial Arts Circle Convention ended. Endless rare and precious goods would appear at the trade fair. As long as you had enough money, you can buy anything there.

Furthermore, there were a lot of cultivation resources in the Dragon City Mystery Dimension. A small sect like the Five Tigers Sect came to the Martial Arts Circle Convention just for those. Participating in the convention was secondary for them. Huatian Palace allowed everyone to stay for two weeks after the Martial Arts Circle Convention, and, naturally, they would not leave without a good reason.

Of course, some of the other sects and warriors left Dragon City immediately because of certain issues - for example, those from the Blood Evil Temple, the Sinister Wind Sect, and those from the Ming Temple…

"Big Brother Mo, you are my idol. I admire you so much."

Su Wan'er stood in front of their medicine shop. Her face was flushed with excitement as she watched Mo Wen approach. Her eyes were filled with little stars, and she ran up to him excitedly.

"What is there to admire? I'm still me."

Mo Wen smiled and pulled Su Wan'er into the shop. There were many pairs of eyes outside, and someone might recognize him. After the Martial Arts Circle Convention ended, Mo Wen became known to all. There were many girls like Su Wan'er who worshiped Mo Wen ardently. If someone recognized him, it would lead to trouble.

He had managed to walk all the way here because he used a secret technique to hide his appearance. He only removed the technique now that he reached his shop.

In the shop, Tang Zhizhi and Wang Qian arranged their goods while Mo Wen made medicinal pills. The products were of good quality, and they sold them at a low price. Compared to Huatian Palace, the same medicinal pills were cheaper at Mo Wen's shop. And, while they were sold at the same price, they were of better quality. As such, the shops' pills sold rather well. They sold a large number of them almost every day.

Starting last week, when Mo Wen was still in the primeval space, the medicinal pills in the shop had already sold out. They were out of stock. Now that Mo Wen was back, he managed to replenish the stocks. He had been in the primeval space for more than 10 years and would make medicinal pills when he had nothing to do. He used up all the ingredients he had on him. Adding in the spiritual herbs and spiritual medicine that Tang Zhizhi and the others bought back, he now had a large number of medicinal pills in his hands. His goal was to sell them all once he returned to Dragon City.

This gathering of high-level warriors from Huaxia was rare. The next Martial Arts Circle Convention would not happen for another five years. Naturally, Mo Wen would not miss this chance to earn a large number of spiritual stones.

Tang Zhizhi and Wang Qian looked at Mo Wen excitedly. He was the first on the heaven list. The young man who defeated the sects of Peng Lai Immortal Realm single-handedly was their boss. How could they not be excited?

"Don't look at me vacantly. Bring the account book here."

Mo Wen shook his head helplessly and walked to the partitioned-off area on the second floor of the shop. He sat down on a yellow rosewood chair.

Tang Zhizhi brought the account book and laid it in front of Mo Wen respectfully. She could not help but steal glances at him. He was so young! He might even be younger than her. How did he manage to cultivate to such a realm? He was so insanely talented!

Mo Wen took the account book. Everything was recorded down in detail. However, it was not overly complicated and was easily understood at a glance.

The number of medicinal pills sold and how much they were sold for on a given day were all recorded in the account book. Mo Wen did not look at it closely but just glanced through it. Then, he put the book down.

Only a month had passed, and the shop had already made more than a million spiritual stones. Taking off various expenditures as well as the cost of making the medicinal pills, they had netted a profit of more than 900 thousand spiritual stones.

Mo Wen had only just made the spiritual medicine into spiritual pills to sell. He had earned so many spiritual stones simply by doing so. It was extremely worthwhile.

Huatian Palace must have made a lot of money over the years. No wonder all the resources collected by generations of each sect all ended up in Huatian Palace.

900,000 spiritual stones. Even if they were all low-grade spiritual stones, that was enough to buy more than ten profound-level weapons.

Of course, if he were to purchase them at Huatian Palace, he would only be able to buy just a few profound level weapons. All these resources were in the Palace's hands. Mo Wen had amazing alchemical skills. However, he did not know how to make weapons. Otherwise, he would be able to earn even more.

Of course, if one wanted to make weapons, they needed their cultivation as building blocks. If a person was not a cultivator in the Primordial Soul realm, it would be almost impossible for them to make a profound-level weapon. Furthermore, not even cultivators in the Primordial Soul realm could make higher-grade profound-level weapons.

"Big Brother Mo, this is the blue crystal card issued by Huatian Palace."

Tang Zhizhi pulled out a crystal card and handed it to Mo Wen. The card shimmered with blue light and was very pretty.

The blue crystal card was similar to a bank card and was issued by Huatian Palace. It stored not cash, naturally, but spiritual stones. They issued this blue crystal card out of the consideration that warriors would not be able to carry too many spiritual stones with them.

The card was very special and could not be replicated. The information within it could not be changed, either. It was definitely safe and secure for warriors to put their wealth in this blue crystal card.

Not every warrior has a storage sack or a storage ring. As such, the card was necessary. Some sects or shops used the blue crystal card when making transactions.

The card that Tang Zhizhi handed Mo Wen had more than a million spiritual stones inside. This kind of blue crystal card could display information to show how much was stored in it. It was very convenient.

Mo Wen took the blue crystal card. The small object felt rather heavy. One million spiritual stones was no small number. It would be a significant sum to anyone. Earlier, he had only received 20,000 spiritual stones from the treasures of the Luofeng Sect. This was the first time he had held so many spiritual stones since he started cultivating.

However, one million spiritual stones might not seem like a lot to immortal cultivators in the Primordial Soul realm. At the most, it was the price of one top-grade profound-level weapon.

He thought of how he discovered the medium grade profound-level inner armor in the Treasure House. It was worth 2.8 million spiritual stones. He could not even buy a better profound-level weapon with the spiritual stones he had now.

However, he was still running a business. He could at least keep the shop in Dragon City open for another two weeks. He had made a large number of spiritual pills when he was in the primeval space, a lot more than what he had before. Furthermore, they were all fifth- or sixth-grade spiritual pills. One of them could be sold for more than a thousand spiritual stones. He could sell a bottle of medicinal pills for tens of thousands of dollars.

With the help of the primeval space's environment, he had made several high-level spiritual pills. There were also quite a few nine-grade spiritual pills. It was difficult to sell such high-level pills in the shop. However, he could sell them at the trade fair organized by Huatian Palace.

If he sold all the spiritual pills, he could probably earn about five or six million spiritual stones.

"Miss Tang, work hard. I will not treat you all shabbily. These are medicinal pills suitable for your stage of cultivation right now. You can cultivate a little when you have time."

Mo Wen nodded with satisfaction and placed two bottles of medicinal pills in front of Tang Zhizhi. Tang Zhizhi's cultivation levels were still low. It would not benefit her and would, in fact, harm her, if she used spiritual pills. Her body could not withstand the power of spiritual pills. As such, Mo Wen gave some of the ordinary medicinal pills he had once used to Tang Zhizhi.

Both the Vigor Cultivating Pill or the Vigor Consolidating Pill were suitable medicinal pills for an ordinary warrior who was cultivating. If Tang Zhizhi used them appropriately, her cultivation levels would improve by leaps and bounds in a short time.

Mo Wen was not biased, of course. He also gave something to Wang Qian and taught them both some difficult martial arts teachings. It would smooth out their path of cultivation in the future, and they would not waste time on unnecessary things.

Of the three girls, Su Wan'er was the only one to whom Mo Wen did not give anything. He did not say anything to her, either. Wang Qian thought that this was very odd. Of the three girls, Su Wan'er was surely the one to whom Mo Wen was the closest, and the one he doted on the most. Why did he count her out while he gave the other two something good?

Wang Qian held the medicinal pills in her hands and left the second floor. Her mind was running wild.

"Wan'er, these are the medicinals pill that Big Brother Mo gave me. Shall I give you half of them?" She said lightly, walking up to Wan'er.

Mo Wen gave her several bottles of medicinal pills. There were enough for her to cultivate for a long time. After selling medicinal pills for so long, she knew how precious these were. However, she only had this opportunity because of Wan'er. Otherwise, she would not even have had the chance to come to Dragon City. A person needed to know how to be grateful, and ought not to keep all her gains to herself, even though she did not understand why Mo Wen did not give Wan'er anything good.

"Elder Sister Wang Qian, Big Brother Mo gave them to you. How could I take them?" Su Wan'er shook her head profusely. She knew how precious those medicinal pills were as well. How could she take Elder Sister Wang Qian's things just like that?

"It's alright. Big Brother Mo gave me a lot of them. I don't need so many…" Wang Qian pulled Su Wan'er's hand. She was afraid that Wan'er might feel upset. After all, Mo Wen had taken special care of her and Tang Zhizhi but had ignored Su Wan'er.

"Elder Sister Wang Qian, Big Brother Mo must have his reasons for not giving me anything. That is why I cannot take yours. Otherwise, wouldn't I be going against his will?"

Su Wan'er shook her head determinedly. If Big Brother Mo did not give them to her, then she could not take them. Furthermore, Big Brother Mo treated her very well. He had saved her life. How could she ask for more?