Alchemies

Chapter 18: Market Sect

Alex opened his eyes back to his cabin. He looked up at the ceiling, but as expected, the lanterns were still extinguished.

“I have to find another source of fire. Maybe I should buy a match or anything equivalent to this game to make a fire.”

He stood up and walked out. He saw the same scene as yesterday. Dozens of students live their daily lives.

He did not need to open his map this time, he knew how to head to the valley of the sect. After a few minutes of walking, he arrived at the valley of the sect.

He was still not used to seeing hundreds of disciples running around in a city that was basically a small-sized city. There were two things he had to do here today.

The first thing he needed to do was sell off all the monsters he had killed in the forest a few days ago. According to the female senior he met yesterday, he had to sell items at the sect market.

He opened the map to check where it was located. He immediately found it next to the Hall of Disciples on the map, so he walked towards it.

In just a few minutes, he had already arrived in front of the sect market. Seeing what was in front of him really surprised him, as it was far from what he expected.

He was expecting a large building like any other building he had ever visited. Except, the sect market was not like that.

In front of him was a long road that was at least 200 m long. And everywhere on the side of the road there were disciples who put things in front of them, trying to sell them.

There were 3 or 4 well-regulated stalls that Alex said were set up by the sect itself because the stall owner had a nice green robe. They were run by sect elders.

He walked to one of the stalls. There were a few disciples in front of him waiting their turn to buy or sell their items. Finally, the turn came.

“Are you here to buy or sell?” ask the old man at the shop. The older ones looked quite old, at least in their late 40s. There were signs of wrinkles on his face, beard and hair lots of white patches.

“I'm here to sell, Elder,” Alex replied respectfully.

"All right, give me what you got." Said the elder while preparing the table in front of him for the items.

“Umm, Elder, I am here to sell monster corpses, so this table will not be enough,” Alex said looking at the small space on the table.

"Oh." Said the elder while his eyes slightly raised. He took out a small storage bag and handed it to Alex. "Alright then, put it here."

He did not know whether the other materials were alchemy materials or not, so he decided to just sell them. The monster core would also give him too low a Qi if he ate it like a pill, so he decided to sell it as well.

He wanted to eat the core of the earth snake, but the snake was only at the 3rd Tempering Muscle Realm so he did not bother to do so. Even if he got Qi worth 2 realms, it was only a night's sleep for him.

In all, he sold 27 items. He put everything in a storage bag and returned it to the older one.

The old man took the bag and looked at it. Within seconds, his eyes widened. Most of the disciples who came to sell the corpses of monsters at most only had 2 or 3.

Since the sect focused on alchemy, disciples usually did not bother to kill monsters and only bought materials. However, this disciple had just brought back 12 corpses and also sold his core and materials.

“Are you sure you want to sell everything?” the older man asked. Most disciples tended to keep the core and materials because it was an important alchemy material. The elder was surprised to see a disciple selling everything.

"Yes" Alex said without hesitation. He did not know about the usefulness of the core and the material, as he still believed that alchemy only required plants and herbs.

The elder looked at the items he had on him and started counting. He spoke in a low voice, "Let's see. 11 points for 11 corpses, 5 points for 1 corpse, 14 points for the core, 10 points for the other core, 14 points for the material, 14 points for the material, and 10 points for poison."

"So, 78 points in total" the elder stopped muttering.

“Give me your nameplate,” she asked Alex.

Alex was ready with his signboard, so he handed it to her. Unlike the other elders and disciples, he did not bring the nameplate to his forehead, but merely kept it in his hands.

"All right, here it is. You have earned 78 contribution points. Good job, young man." The elder congratulated him and returned his sign.

'yeah! 78 points? How's it?' he's dumbfounded. He looked at his nameplate, and he did have a total of 88 points now. 'Damn it, so I can just sell monster corpses here, and I can earn enough points to last for a week, huh' he thought to himself.

He took his signboard and left the stall. He was about to leave the sect market when he saw something in one of the street vendors.

Something caught his attention. Or maybe more accurately said, there is something interesting?