Chapter 53

Seeing Su Zixuan's stunned expression, Jing Yan also pursed his lips.

"Go and bring out all the Nine Yin Fruits!" Jing Yan said, looking at Su Zixuan.

Seeing Zixuan still standing there in a daze, he had to remind her.

"Oh... Okay!" Su Zixuan finally reacted.

Her face turned even redder, like an apple.

She was also extremely excited.

If Mr. Jing Yan really wanted to buy fifty Nine Yin Fruits, how much would her commission be this time?

This commission, even for a martial artist at the Fifth Heaven of Martial Dao like her, would be an incredibly generous reward.

In the Qizhen轩, the commission percentage for the attendants who facilitate transactions varies depending on the item being traded.

The more popular the resource, the lower the commission percentage.

For items like the Nine Yin Fruit, the commission percentage can reach an astonishing three percent.

That means, for a transaction of one hundred spirit stones, Su Zixuan would receive three spirit stones. For a transaction of ten thousand spirit stones, she would receive three hundred spirit stones in commission.

Undoubtedly, this is extremely enviable.

With a red face, Su Zixuan quickly returned to the warehouse and took out all forty-five Nine Yin Fruits.

"Su Zixuan, what are you doing?"

Su Zixuan's actions naturally drew the attention of the other attendants.

Seeing Su Zixuan take out all the Nine Yin Fruits from the warehouse, someone immediately scolded her.

"How can you take out the resources from the warehouse at will? Su Zixuan, do you understand the rules? Huh?" The red-clothed female martial artist raised her voice.

Jing Yan, who was not far away, frowned when he heard the scolding.

"These Nine Yin Fruits, I asked Su Zixuan to bring out. Because I want to buy them all. Is there a problem?" Jing Yan took a few steps forward, his gaze focused as he spoke to the female martial artist.

"What?"

Jing Yan's words immediately stunned the red-clothed female martial artist.

The other attendants also stood there, staring at Jing Yan with wide eyes.

This is impossible!

Do you know how much the Nine Yin Fruits are worth?

Do you think they are some worthless trash that costs a few spirit stones each? This is a third-grade spirit herb, priced at one thousand one hundred spirit stones each.

The red-clothed female martial artist's breathing became heavy. However, Jing Yan was a customer, and according to the rules of the Treasure Pavilion, they absolutely could not argue with a customer.

After all, any customer who could enter the Treasure Pavilion was definitely not an ordinary person, but someone of very high status.

Although they did not dare to confront Jing Yan, the subtle looks in their eyes still carried a hint of disdain.

"Su Zixuan, this gold card has spirit stones. Now, take me to settle the payment." Jing Yan snorted coldly and then turned to Su Zixuan, who was standing there, looking a bit wronged.

When Jing Yan took out the spirit stone gold card, the eyes of the attendants changed.

Why?

Because even the gold card with the lowest limit contains at least ten thousand spirit stones. Ten thousand spirit stones, what does that mean?

None of the attendants here had such a spirit stone gold card.

"Fifty Nine Yin Fruits, worth fifty-five thousand spirit stones. My gold card has one hundred thousand spirit stones." Jing Yan continued.

"Wow!"

The attendants all staggered.

This was no joke; Jing Yan really had enough spirit stones and was truly preparing to buy fifty Nine Yin Fruits.

The way they looked at Su Zixuan became intensely hot, and at the same time, they felt deep regret.

"Okay... Okay, Mr. Jing Yan, please follow me." Su Zixuan placed all fifty Nine Yin Fruits into a box.

A Nine Yin Fruit is only the size of a thumb, so fifty of them together did not take up much space.

At the settlement counter.

Jing Yan put away the jade box containing the fifty Nine Yin Fruits.

He handed over his gold card with a limit of one hundred thousand spirit stones and received four gold cards with a limit of ten thousand each, plus five thousand spirit stones in cash.

His backpack, which was already half full, bulged even more as he carried it on his back.

"Let's go, see you next time." Jing Yan smiled and said goodbye to Su Zixuan.

After saying that, he quickly left.

"Zixuan, you're amazing. This time, you made a huge profit." A male martial artist inside the counter smiled at Su Zixuan, "You've only been here for three days, and you've already made such a big deal. Tsk tsk..."

The male martial artist looked at Su Zixuan with envy.

After all, with this deal, Su Zixuan would receive a commission of one thousand six hundred and fifty spirit stones. And this was completed in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Such a speed of earning spirit stones couldn't help but make people envious and jealous. Even high-level martial artists would be envious, let alone mid-level ones.

"Zixuan, you did well. Your commission of one thousand six hundred and fifty spirit stones will be given to you tonight."

At this moment, an old man in a blue robe walked out, nodded at Su Zixuan, and praised her with a smile.

This old man was the manager of the Qizhen轩.

Clearly, this deal had even caught the attention of the manager.

Although the resources sold in the Qizhen轩 are all very precious, and once a transaction is successful, the amount is usually substantial, a deal worth over fifty thousand spirit stones is not common. Even in the Qizhen轩, such a deal might not appear for several months.

Take, for example, Zhao Dengtian, the youngest son of the Zhao family's patriarch, who was preparing to buy a batch of resources. He only brought twenty thousand spirit stones. This shows how rare a deal worth over fifty thousand spirit stones is.

"Thank you, Manager." Su Zixuan nodded excitedly.

She was also secretly grateful to Jing Yan.

With this deal as her achievement, her position in the Qizhen轩 would be much more secure. At the very least, the manager would remember her.

...

At the same time that Jing Yan was buying the Nine Yin Fruits.

Donglin City was once again filled with intense rumors. The number of martial artists discussing these rumors in the streets, alleys, taverns, and teahouses was astonishing.

"What did you say? Jing Yan from the Jing family defeated Li Tianfu?"

"Are you kidding me? Can you be a bit more reliable? You say Jing Yan isn't at the Third Heaven of Martial Dao but at the Seventh Heaven. Even if what you say is true, and he is at the Seventh Heaven, how could a Seventh Heaven martial artist defeat Li Tianfu? Are you out of your mind?"

"Haha, you're killing me. The rumors these days are getting more and more exaggerated."

"..."

Everywhere, similar discussions were taking place. Jing Yan once again became the focal point.

"Hmph, you fools, I saw it with my own eyes, how can it be fake? And it wasn't just me; at the Extreme Combat Association, at least a few thousand people saw it with their own eyes. Don't believe it? Go ask around if you don't believe it!" A black-clothed martial artist glared angrily, his face red and his neck swollen as he argued.