Martial Master

“Feng Lan Grass?”

Upon hearing Qin Chen's request, everyone was stunned.

Zhuo Qingfeng expressed his surprise, saying, “Chen Shao, what do you want to buy Feng Lan Grass for?”

Feng Lan Grass is a type of intermediate spiritual herb, not particularly rare, but due to its long maturation time and high cultivation difficulty, it has never been in large quantities.

Moreover, the usefulness of Feng Lan Grass is not significant; it has a strange smell that blood beasts find extremely off-putting, so it is often used to make beast-repelling pills for martial artists when they venture into dangerous areas.

This type of spiritual herb is generally not well-regarded and is available at almost every shop, yet not a single professional cultivation field has it.

Thus, when they heard Qin Chen suddenly say he wanted to buy Feng Lan Grass, it naturally raised doubts from Zhuo Qingfeng and the others. What did Qin Chen want to do with so much Feng Lan Grass?

“I have my own brilliant use for it,” Qin Chen said. “And when it comes to purchasing, please keep it confidential.”

“How much Feng Lan Grass do you need?”

“Of course, the more the better. Whatever is available on the market, I want it all,” Qin Chen said mysteriously.

The others truly could not understand what Qin Chen could possibly do with so much Feng Lan Grass.

“I have some money here; you take it first,” Qin Chen said as he pulled out a storage ring.

“Chen Shao, let us handle this matter. As for the money, we can front it. How much could purchasing Feng Lan Grass possibly cost? This little amount is something our Alchemy Pavilion can certainly manage,” Zhuo Qingfeng said generously.

Although the Alchemy Pavilion of the Dawang Dynasty was relatively declining, it was still one of the three major forces. If the head of the pavilion couldn't manage this little amount of money, that would be odd.

“That won’t do. The financial resources required this time are immense; it must come from me. Of course, I will also take a share of the profits later. So, Pavilion Master Zhuo, don’t be too polite with me,” Qin Chen insisted.

Now that Qin Chen had said it like this, Zhuo Qingfeng naturally could not say anything further. He took the storage ring and opened it, immediately becoming dumbfounded.

“What...”

Inside the storage ring, countless genuine stones were tightly packed. Among them, the inferior-grade genuine stones numbered in the millions, and even more shockingly, there were also over a hundred thousand mid-grade genuine stones.

These genuine stones were extorted from people such as the Great Zhou Dynasty in the Black Death Swamp. The numerous inferior-grade genuine stones were obtained from the storage ring of Qiu Lengfeng after defeating the Gu Feng Merchant Association.

In addition, there was a vast fortune acquired from the Feng family, all contained within.

“Pavilion Master Zhuo, I didn’t bring many genuine stones this time. Take this much to buy Feng Lan Grass, and for the rest, you can front it,” Qin Chen said.

“Chen Shao, with so much Feng Lan Grass, we could probably buy up all the Feng Lan Grass in the entire imperial city. What do you need so much Feng Lan Grass for?” Zhuo Qingfeng was completely baffled.

Because of its limited usefulness, Feng Lan Grass is not expensive. With this many genuine stones, Qin Chen could likely clear out all the Feng Lan Grass available in the imperial city.

Xu Bo and the others also curiously gathered around, and upon seeing the genuine stones in Qin Chen's storage ring, they were all left dumbstruck.

Rich, extremely rich—this many genuine stones would not be easy for the Alchemy Pavilion to produce all at once.

“Buying up all the Feng Lan Grass in the imperial city is nothing. Pavilion Master Zhuo, what I hope for is that you can purchase all the Feng Lan Grass available throughout the entire Dawang Dynasty. The more, the better; at least over ninety percent of the Feng Lan Grass should be controlled. Can you do that?” Qin Chen said seriously.