Chapter 307: 5000 Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Throwing Daggers

"Take a look around, sir. All these daggers require a minimum order of five hundred."

The stall supervisor glanced at Yang Ling, his tone dismissive. Clearly, he didn't believe this man would actually purchase these daggers.

"Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Throwing Daggers. What's your price?"

Yang Ling examined one of the daggers. The quality and craftsmanship were actually superior to those forged by the Master Craftsman himself, or even the batch he'd previously purchased.

The stall supervisor froze for a moment, then immediately perked up.

"Sir, you're interested in the Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Throwing Daggers? One piece costs fifty taels, minimum order of five hundred."

"The price is acceptable. Can you give me a discount? I'm buying in bulk."

"Can't discount it. Everything from the Divine Armaments Pavilion has guaranteed quality. We don't sell at reduced prices."

The man shook his head firmly.

"What if I want five thousand of them?"

Yang Ling said casually.

"Hiss—"

The Divine Armaments Pavilion supervisor gasped sharply, staring intently at Yang Ling.

"Sir, are you joking?"

"I can pay the full amount right now."

"Young master, I can't make a decision on five thousand Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Throwing Daggers on my own."

"Our young pavilion master happens to be here. Let me go ask him. Please wait right here, don't leave."

"I'll be quick, sir. Don't go!"

The Divine Armaments Pavilion supervisor dropped these words and hurried away.

"Five thousand Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Throwing Daggers. I'd need two hundred and fifty catties of Blazing Gold to upgrade them into Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Daggers."

"No wonder the Heavenly Will Sect treats those Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Daggers like treasures."

Yang Ling had already done the math in his head.

One hundred Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Daggers cost one hundred thousand taels' worth of Quenched Gold plus five thousand taels of Fine Silver.

Five thousand Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Daggers would total five million two hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver.

"One tael of silver has a purchasing power of about two thousand yuan in the real world."

"Five million taels is... ten billion yuan..."

Yang Ling marveled.

That sum of money was enough to fight a small-scale local war.

"One Quenched-Gold Armor-Piercing Flying Dagger costs over two million yuan, comparable to a missile."

"But these daggers aren't useless here either. If I have five thousand of them, as long as their Agility is lower than mine below the Lower Fifth-Rank, I could wear them down to death."

Though his heart ached a little, Yang Ling was determined to follow through with this approach that would clearly boost his combat power.

Blazing Gold could be mined again if he ran out. It wasn't like he had to bear the cost anyway.

"These pills are way too expensive. Whether it's equipment or pills, we can't afford any of it..."

Several figures walked past not far away.

Everyone wore dejected expressions.

Seeing so many good things at the exhibition.

Yet unable to get their hands on them. This feeling was absolutely terrible.

"Xiao Yun, I've almost saved up five hundred taels. When I do, I'll pull some strings and buy you a high-quality Spirit Nurturing Pill to help improve your martial arts Proficiency."

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "As long as your combat power goes up, your leveling speed will increase, and you won't easily drop out of the Divine Realm Level Ranking. Then we'll have hope!"

"Brother-in-law really dotes on Sister Fang Yun."

A few players chuckled.

Fang Yun thought for a moment, her expression turning more serious.

"If you save up five hundred taels and buy a Spirit Nurturing Pill, take it yourself. As long as I complete certain quests, the sect might reward me with a Spirit Nurturing Pill too."

"I need to improve my strength, but you need to improve yours as well. Otherwise, how will we team up when the next dungeon opens?"

The young man was startled, then nodded with a slightly awkward expression.

"I'll work hard to level up. I'm a Constable in the Ironclad Department now. I'll try to accumulate enough merits as soon as possible to become a Ninth-Rank Ironclad."

"Mm."

Fang Yun nodded lightly.

Just then, the Divine Armaments Pavilion supervisor hurried back to Yang Ling, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Sir, the young pavilion master said he'd like to discuss the order for five thousand Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Throwing Daggers with you in person."

"Five thousand Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Throwing Daggers!?"

That group of players was stunned, looking over in disbelief.

A hint of envy flickered in Fang Yun's eyes as well.

This must be some big shot among the Natives of the Divine Realm, or a purchasing agent from some major faction.

"One Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Throwing Dagger costs at least fifty taels. Five thousand would be two hundred and fifty thousand taels."

Fang Yun murmured to herself, "If I had two hundred and fifty thousand taels, I could buy a lot of Spirit Nurturing Pills, even Foundation Consolidation Pills."

"In the short term, I might be able to break into the top three..."

Seeing this, the young man quickly said, "Xiao Yun, you'll get there! I'll find a way to make money. Making money here isn't that hard either."

Fang Yun sighed helplessly in her heart.

The more you understood the Divine Realm, the more you realized how difficult it was to obtain its resources.

The competition within the Great Yan Sword Sect was fierce.

She'd been struggling to keep up these past few months.

"Alright, take me to see your young pavilion master."

Yang Ling nodded lightly and followed the supervisor away.

Fang Yun and the others withdrew their gazes from Yang Ling and continued wandering around the exhibition.

Every single item here was incredibly enticing to them as players.

Even if they couldn't afford it, broadening their horizons was fine.

...

Not far from the exhibition, there was a stone pavilion.

Several figures stood inside, pointing at the exhibition and chatting cheerfully.

Yang Ling spotted Xu Zegang.

He glanced at the status panels of this group.

Aside from Xu Zegang, who was Mid Sixth-Rank, there were two Sixth-Rank martial artists and one Seventh-Rank.

One Upper Sixth-Rank hailed from the Valley of the Dead.

One Lower Sixth-Rank was from the Divine Armaments Pavilion.

The Upper Seventh-Rank was relatively young, and he was the one currently chatting with Xu Zegang and the Sixth-Rank from the Valley of the Dead.

Yang Ling judged him to be the young pavilion master of the Divine Armaments Pavilion.

"Young pavilion master, the guest is here."

The Divine Armaments Pavilion supervisor entered the pavilion with a respectful demeanor.

Xu Zegang and the others all turned their gazes to Yang Ling, curiosity and scrutiny flickering in their eyes.

"Brother, I am Luo Jinchui of the Divine Armaments Pavilion. May I ask how I should address you?"

Luo Jinchui cupped his hands in greeting.

"I am Xu Qingshan."

Yang Ling smiled.

Xu Qingshan? Didn't seem to have heard that name before.

Xu Zegang and the others exchanged glances, their scrutiny intensifying.

"Brother Xu, you wish to purchase Centenary Refined Vermilion Gold Throwing Daggers? Do you have a permit letter from the Ironclad Department?"

"And if I may be so bold as to ask, what do you intend to do with so many daggers?"

Luo Jinchui said with a smile.

Yang Ling had long known that Zhao State was quite vigilant in this regard. For instance, Chu Huatian and his people wouldn't dare sell Spirit Nurturing Pills recklessly.

The Divine Armaments Pavilion naturally wouldn't dare to sell weapons carelessly either.

If they ended up in the hands of the Rong tribe, it would be considered colluding with the enemy.

So he came prepared. He took out the permit letter and handed it to Luo Jinchui.

"The Changhe Prefectural Capital Ironclad Department..."

Luo Jinchui saw the content and the official seal, breathing a sigh of relief.

At the very least, this was a government purchase, which was safe enough.

He wasn't worried that the permit letter was bought either. The Divine Armaments Pavilion's delivery locations were either sects or the Ironclad Department. Only for small quantities would there be other options.

Luo Jinchui returned the permit letter to Yang Ling.

Xu Zegang and the others also confirmed from Luo Jinchui's attitude that this man's background was legitimate.

After all, the young pavilion master of the Divine Armaments Pavilion wouldn't be fooled by a fake permit letter.

"Young pavilion master, can you offer any discount?"

Yang Ling didn't answer the question about the daggers' use.

The other party didn't seem to dwell on it either. After pondering for a moment, Luo Jinchui said, "Our costs aren't low, mainly the labor. Originally it was two hundred and fifty thousand taels. How about I take the liberty of giving you a discount of ten thousand taels?"

Yang Ling grinned.

"Deal!"

Saved another ten thousand taels. That was twenty Spirit Nurturing Pills.

"Young pavilion master, he's here."

Suddenly, the Lower Sixth-Rank beside Luo Jinchui quietly reminded him.

Xu Zegang and the Upper Sixth-Rank from the Valley of the Dead also reacted.

"Brother, I'll have my supervisor sign the contract with you. I need to receive an honored guest today. I'll take my leave."

With that, Luo Jinchui and the others hurried off to greet the honored guest.

That honored guest appeared to be in his thirties, accompanied by several burly men.

He exchanged a few cheerful words with Luo Jinchui and the others, then entered the Great Yan Sword Sect without lingering outside the exhibition.

Yang Ling's perception was transcendent. He vaguely caught the word "Third Prince."

"Sir, shall we sign the contract?"

The Divine Armaments Pavilion supervisor had already prepared the contract paper and brush, looking at Yang Ling with eager anticipation.