Chapter 608: Small Talisman Hall

Half a month later, it was still the "Tiangong Pavilion".

"Fellow Daoist, please take a look. This 'Qingyun Boat' is absolutely a rare, high-quality item among flying-type Magic Tools... Not only are wind-element arrays engraved on both sides, but it also possesses another wonderful feature... In moments of danger, you can activate the final array to increase its speed by another thirty percent, enough to rival ordinary High-grade flying Magic Tools."

The chubby Tiangong Pavilion shopkeeper smiled as he took a cyan-colored, palm-sized flying boat and introduced it to Aaron: "It only costs one hundred and fifty Spirit Stones; it really isn't expensive!"

Aaron revealed a thoughtful expression: "But after each activation, the flying boat itself will be damaged, right?"

"This... that is indeed the case, otherwise this flying boat would have barely touched the threshold of a High-grade Magic Tool," the shopkeeper said sincerely.

"Very well..." Aaron seemed to finally make up his mind: "If you include that 'Octagonal Shield' and the 'Spirit Beast Bag' from before for a total price of two hundred and sixty Spirit Stones, I will buy it!"

"If I want to sell them, I still have to lower the price!"

A moment later, Aaron walked out of Tiangong Pavilion after taking out two hundred and sixty Spirit Stones to buy two Mid-grade Magic Tools—one for defense and one for travel—along with a new home for Xiaoqing.

"Unlike that Zhou Laoyezi from before, I have Great Perfection cultivation and profound Dharma Power; I can draw dozens of them at once without even catching my breath, which is also a kind of advantage."

"As expected, Immortal Cultivators are not stupid... Furthermore, the quality of the talismans at the stalls is also very problematic. If the price is about the same, then one would definitely go to a physical shop; that is safer..."

He had only learned a bit of Spirit Farmer experience, and he couldn't even rent a Spirit Field, so he could only work for those Spirit Farmers during the busy farming season to earn a few Spirit Stones, living a very tight life.

And the "Rejuvenation Talisman" goes without saying; it was a miserable sight, as he tested ten of them and all failed.

"Thanks to your blessing, thanks to your blessing..."

Subsequently, he began to make arrangements for renting a shop.

Converted, that would be one hundred "Golden Light Talismans".

"Talisman Paper is one Spirit Stone for twenty sheets, a box of cinnabar rich in Spirit Qi is three Spirit Stones, a Low-grade Magic Tool talisman brush is twenty Spirit Stones... This investment in talisman-making is also quite large."

Qian Fu'er and Shen Zui both came to congratulate him: "I didn't expect you, Fang Daoyou, to be hiding your true skills; you are actually a Talisman Master!"

He had also asked when he rented his Cave Abode about wanting to buy a shop in Sanshan Market... That was out of the question; no fool was willing to sell, and the price was too high.

When saying this, the look of astonishment on Qian Fu'er's face could hardly be concealed.

Even though others saw him as a Great Perfection cultivator and a Talisman Master, and were very respectful in etiquette, they held firm on the price of Spirit Stones, forcing Aaron to pay the Spirit Stones himself in the end and start setting up a stall.

Then, after one day, Aaron realized the instability of this business.

Aaron brought the talismans he had drawn to the market; he didn't set up a stall but instead tried to sell the talismans to those stall owners, only to encounter inhumane price-cutting.

His harvest from this shipment was not small, and combined with his previous savings, it was close to two thousand Spirit Stones, enough to equal nearly half a Foundation Establishment Pill.

"And the Hundred Ghost Banner, Black Cloud Barrier, and Inkstone are the best of the best... The Hundred Ghost Banner would be disastrous the moment it is taken out, so it can only be kept as a backup."

As the mark of a True Disciple of Nether Peak, every Hundred Ghost Banner is quite eye-catching; it is better not to rashly take it out and invite trouble.

Aaron stood before the desk, looking at the dozens of blank Talisman Papers spread out on the table.

Subsequently, he began to purchase large quantities of Talisman Paper, cinnabar, talisman brushes, and other materials...

"This won't do... In the long run, I must open a shop!"

A Talisman Master is definitely a more superior profession than a Spirit Farmer. Looking at Zhou Laoyezi, although he only specialized in two types of talismans, he could live in the market, not only having no worries about food and clothing but also being able to go out and enjoy himself every few days; this is a clear example.

Even so, this result could still earn back the cost of the Talisman Paper, and by producing a few more, he could also recoup the cost of the talisman brush and cinnabar.

After finishing all this, Aaron returned to the appearance he had when meeting Shen Zui and the others, went back to Sanshan Market, and rented a Cave Abode.

Shen Zui, on the other hand, relied on his wine-brewing skills to be hired by a winery, earning far more Spirit Stones than him.

"Everyone... today the Small Talisman Hall is open for business, all talismans are half price, all half price..."

Aaron even suspected that Shen Zui might have been forced to leave his original place of cultivation and come to Sanshan Market to hang around because he was too much of a magnet for romance.

Aaron advertised loudly.

'If it were other Loose Cultivators and stall owners, they certainly wouldn't be willing... but they have to pay one Spirit Stone to set up a stall for a day; in the long run, a shop is still more convenient...'

'However, even for Immortal Cultivators, those in the Qi Refining stage cannot look too far ahead, or rather, they dare not look too far ahead... I don't have such concerns; a shop should be rented if it needs to be, as this fame and reputation are intangible values... Anyway, there is no internet economy in this world to impact the physical economy, so opening a shop shouldn't lead to bankruptcy, right?'

In the Yi-16 Cave Abode.

Half a month later, the talisman shop named "Small Talisman Hall" by Aaron opened for business.

"Canxuan Sword, Octagonal Shield, Qingyun Boat... they can completely serve as my public Magic Tools; with these, my combat power is about the same as an ordinary Great Perfection cultivator."

Immediately following this, Aaron began to make talismans.

Fortunately, his reputation was not bad; he always returned what he borrowed. Additionally, because he looked quite good and was dashing and unrestrained, several female cultivators had a favorable impression of him, making it feel like he was about to owe some romantic debts...

Of course, Shen Zui was the type to spend as many Spirit Stones as he had; after living for the moment, he still had to ask friends to borrow Spirit Stones to get by.

Even though many Black Blood Sect disciples had died, the number of True Disciples was limited.

The "Golden Light Talisman" suddenly dropped a bit, to twenty or thirty percent.

'As expected... although I bitterly practiced the art of talisman-making during my seclusion, I only managed to raise the success rate of the "Fireball Talisman" and the "Golden Light Talisman"...'

Aaron comforted himself, then continued to purchase a large amount of talisman-making materials and moved them to the Cave Abode to stock up.

"After a day, many people asked about the price, but not many talismans were sold..."

Aaron pondered.

Furthermore, whether it was Spirit Medicine or Magic Tools, Aaron spaced out the time when he sold off his loot and changed into a different identity, which counted as having built a firewall.

The shopkeeper's mind flashed through a quick calculation; although he lost money on the Mid-grade defensive Magic Tool and the Spirit Beast Bag, the profit was quite good if they were bundled together, so he couldn't help but nod: "Done, I'll give you this favor, Fellow Daoist!"

First was the "Fireball Talisman", which he was most proficient with; the success rate was three or four out of ten.

Renting a shop was negotiable, it was just that the price was slightly expensive—the minimum rent was one hundred Spirit Stones per year!

The next day.

"Haha, Fang Daoyou, congratulations, congratulations!"

As for the location, there was no choice; it was in a remote corner of Sanshan Market, but fortunately, the rent was cheap, and one hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones a year was enough.

Marketing? Who doesn't know how to do that!

He didn't take the opportunity to raise the price first and then offer a discount, which was already quite conscientious of him.

(End of chapter)