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Chapter 275
Half a month later, Qin Lang met up with Nangong Mulan and others and headed to the Demon Realm. Along with them were some other Qinghai Sect disciples, most of whom Qin Lang couldn't name. They were some other disciples summoned by Nangong Mulan.
people.
The Demon Realm is located in the extreme north of Ziyang Star. It is very large in area, more than dozens of times the size of the 'Blue Realm'. The natural environment in the Demon Realm is very diverse, including dense forests, huge lakes, and tall mountain peaks.
There are also barren deserts. Various monsters live in different environments.
Qin Lang and his party passed through more than a dozen large teleportation arrays, and after a long journey lasting several days, they finally arrived at the territory of a large sect closest to the demon domain.
Xuanwu Tower is a large sect that is comparable to the Qinghai Sect, and the Xuanwu Domain is even larger than the Qinghai Sect. What is different from the Qinghai Sect is that there are a very large number of ordinary people in the Xuanwu Domain.
Towns of different sizes were built in the Xuanwu Domain, and the immortal cultivators and ordinary people lived together in great harmony.
Qin Lang and his party temporarily stayed in a small town called "Han" in the Xuanwu Domain. It is said that this town was founded by a true disciple of Xuanwu Tower named "Han", so it was named after him.
Han Town has a population of about three thousand, one-tenth of which are disciples of Xuanwu Tower, and the rest are ordinary people, and a considerable number of them are actually relatives of disciples of Xuanwu Tower.
This made Qin Lang extremely envious. If the Qinghai Sect could also bring his family members into the domain, then he wouldn't have to worry about becoming a true disciple quickly.
Since the Xuanwu Territory is close to the Demon Territory, a large number of people often use this place as a transit point to cultivate or replenish supplies in the Xuanwu Territory. Therefore, the various towns in the Xuanwu Territory have basically formed relatively complete supporting facilities, whether they are people cultivating immortals or not.
Ordinary people can get sufficient supplies. Of course, the premise is that you have enough property to buy or exchange.
Qin Lang and his party stayed in a hotel in Han Town. Although it was not big, the environment was quite good. Of course, the price was also very expensive, but for Qin Lang, this amount of money was simply rubbish.
But it robbed a country's treasury.
After settling down, Nangong Mulan signaled that everyone could move around freely. She meant to rest in Han Town for a few days, because it was said that more teams of explorers would come to this town in a few days. It seemed that there were
She was a friend of Nangong Mulan. So she planned to rendezvous with her friends and expand her team before entering the Demon Realm.
This was Qin Lang's first time walking around in a town with so many immortal cultivators. The owners of some shops were actually disciples of Xuanwu Tower.
"A cultivator still does business? Is this okay?" Qin Lang was stunned.
"Running a shop is just a side job. You know, what do immortal cultivators need most? Resources! Only with sufficient resources can we maintain the needs of cultivation. Although the sect will also distribute some, it is far from enough.
Most of the resources have to be obtained by the cultivators themselves. Do you think everyone is the same as you, and cultivation is just like eating?" Dong Ling muttered with disdain.
"Hehe, aren't I just taking advantage of you?" Qin Lang said with a smile, looking around, staring at the things sold in some shops.
"Boss, what is this?" Qin Lang walked to a shop and asked, pointing to a stick that was as black as coal.
"Fellow Taoist, this is a carbon-gold rod. It is carbon from the ground that is 100,000 meters deep and is tens of thousands of years old. It has very good hardness and toughness. It is a very good tool-making material. Are you interested, fellow Taoist? Just three
Ten thousand taels of gold will suffice, or you can exchange it for a low-grade spiritual stone." A middle-aged man walked out of the shop and said to Qin Lang.
"Ten thousand years of carbon in the ground? Isn't it just a pile of coal, but it costs thirty thousand taels of gold?" Qin Lang pointed at the dark stick and exclaimed.
"Fellow Taoist, this is not coal, this is carbon that lasts ten thousand years in the ground. This ten thousand years is not tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, but millions of years. This kind of carbon can be ignited with a piece as big as a fingernail.
The raging fire lasted for several months." The shop owner was not angry, but patiently explained to Qin Lang the magic of this ten-thousand-year carbon.
"Holy shit, it can be burned so well!" Qin Lang's eyes lit up. Wouldn't it be wonderful to use such charcoal for barbecue?
"Boss, how many of these carbon-gold sticks do you have?" Qin Lang asked.
"This kind of carbon gold stick is very rare, so I only have five." The shop owner's eyes lit up and he said.
"Okay, I want all five." Qin Lang waved his hand and said boldly.
"You want them all?" the shop owner exclaimed, then looked around and asked in a low voice: "Fellow Taoist, are you kidding me?"
"Why am I kidding you? I'm serious."
"Do you want to buy it with gold or exchange it for spiritual stones?"
"I don't have any spiritual stones. I'll buy them with gold!" Qin Lang said boldly. Gold is really not a big deal to him.
"Use gold." The shop owner was a little disappointed, but still very happy. It seemed that he had met a rich man, with hundreds of thousands taels of gold, without blinking an eye.
"Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment. I'll go get the other carbon-gold sticks for you right away." The shop owner ran into the room inside excitedly. After a few breaths, he came out holding four dark sticks.
"Here are five carbon gold rods, totaling 150,000 taels of gold." The shop owner looked at Qin Lang expectantly.
Qin Lang waved his hand, and a large amount of gold poured out of the cave. All of it fell in front of the shop owner's feet. After a few breaths, it turned into a small golden mountain.
"There should be more than 150,000 taels here, so there's no need to look for more." Qin Lang smiled boldly, and while the shop owner was stunned, he put away the five carbon-gold sticks.
"Damn, it feels so damn good to have money!" Qin Lang left without looking back. He knew that his generosity had deeply shocked the shop owner.
The shop owner was stunned for a long time before he realized what he was doing. He took out a storage bag from his body and put the gold on the ground into it.
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As Qin Lang walked on the street, he seemed to feel that everyone was looking at him. He tried his best to appear indifferent, as if he was used to being the center of attention. Whenever he lingered in a shop, as long as the shop owner boasted a little,
Qin Lang immediately paid for it, and the most popular thing he said was: How many are there? I want them all.
It didn't take long for the entire Han Town to know that a very wealthy financier had come to town, and he was extremely generous. He was a pretty good scapegoat. Many people were eager to try and get some benefits from this scapegoat.