Chapter 525 - 525: Ten Million Primordial Spirit Liquid

"What was your agreement with him, Lord Dean?"

An elder asked curiously.

Zhou Qian shot him an impatient glance and said, "It's nothing. Just that all the Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques Chu Qingyun obtained in the Blood Sect ruins will be turned over to the sect by selling them to us at a reasonable price."

"What? Selling Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques to the sect! Th-that's unreasonable," Elder Fang was the first to object.

The other two elders also looked like they wanted to speak but held back, clearly having their own objections.

However, Zhou Qian gave them no opportunity to voice their opinions.

"I decided this matter myself. If you have a problem with it, you're free to take it up with the Sect Leader or the Supreme Elders. But for now, just get this done."

Zhou Qian said, his voice laced with impatience.

Zhou Qian couldn't be bothered to manage the affairs of the Inner Sect.

But since this matter involved him personally, he wouldn't tolerate anyone else meddling.

It wasn't that he was particularly tyrannical. Rather, as the Dean of the Pill Institute, his every word and deed often affected the institute's standing.

He had to use this posture within the sect to secure the status that the Alchemists of the Pill Institute deserved.

The three elders considered this and nodded helplessly.

Their thoughts were similar to Zhou Qian's. Seeing how Chu Qingyun's group of three was so weak and alone, they probably hadn't managed to get many Secret Manuals or Secret Techniques anyway.

Even if the sect bought them, the impact would be minimal.

Meanwhile, Zhou Jianxiong, who was standing to the side, was instantly filled with jealousy.

The profit from selling them to the sect versus simply turning them over was dozens, or even hundreds of times greater!

But since the Dean of the Pill Institute had personally decided it, he didn't dare say a word.

So, he could only console himself with the thought that Chu Qingyun couldn't possibly have many Secret Manuals or Secret Techniques.

"Excellent. First, the Spirit Level Secret Manuals. One hundred fifty-five in total."

As Chu Qingyun spoke, he retrieved one hundred fifty-five Spirit Level Secret Manuals from his Storage Ring and placed them on the table.

He had already sorted all the Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques by category while inspecting them earlier.

Moreover, he had also added some of the Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques he'd obtained previously, preparing to sell them to the Saint Extreme Sect as a bundle.

'They won't pay a high price anyway, so it's not like the sect is getting a raw deal by buying them.'

When it came to Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques, a sect could never have too many.

"One hundred fifty-five Spirit Level Secret Manuals... let's say two hundred drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid each. That comes to... thirty-one thousand drops," Elder Fang calculated and said.

Two hundred drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid per manual was not a high price, but it was reasonable.

"Lord Elder, aren't you going to count them?" Chu Qingyun asked.

Elder Fang waved his hand dismissively, his gaze toward Chu Qingyun tinged with disdain. "No need. It's a paltry sum of just over thirty thousand drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid."

At the same time, he thought to himself, 'He really is from some unknown backwater. To think he scraped together such a pile of Spirit Level Secret Manuals.'

"Heh, it looks like you cleaned up quite a bit on the second floor of the main hall, Chu Qingyun," Zhou Jianxiong added mockingly.

In response to their reactions, Chu Qingyun just smiled and said nothing.

Of course, he hadn't been the one to collect them. The subordinates of the Matai People from the No-Life Gang had done the scavenging; the loot had simply fallen into his hands.

Then, Chu Qingyun took out another pile. "These are all Secret Techniques usable by Martial Spirit Level experts. Fifty-one in total."

"Secret Techniques for the Martial Spirit Realm... let's call it five hundred drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid per manual. That's... twenty-five thousand five hundred drops in total," Elder Fang calculated, speaking casually.

The two batches combined only amounted to a little over fifty thousand drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid. Elder Fang and the others couldn't care less.

However, in the next moment, everyone's expression turned a little more serious.

Because after the Martial Spirit Realm's Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques, it was time for the Martial King Level ones.

And Chu Qingyun didn't keep them in suspense, directly pulling out a large, heavy stack of secret manuals that landed on the table with a THUD.

"Lord Dean, my three Lord Elders, Martial King Level Secret Manuals. Twenty-nine in total," Chu Qingyun said with a grin.

Of the twenty-nine Martial King Level Secret Manuals, he had only obtained three himself. All the rest had been scavenged by the Matai People and their subordinates.

The Matai People and their group hadn't just scoured the main hall.

They had once tricked Zhou Wushang, Huo Yuguang, and the others into the main hall, allowing them to plunder the entire surrounding area. That was why they had so many Martial King Level Secret Manuals.

Martial King Level Secret Manuals were large and heavy.

The pile on the table was even larger than the previous stack of over two hundred Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques.

And the Pill Institute Dean Zhou Qian, the three Inner Sect Elders including Elder Fang, and the two Inner Sect Disciples Zhou Jianxiong and Qi Hao were all stunned!

Twenty-nine!

Martial King Level Secret Manuals!

How was this possible!?

One must understand, Zhou Wushang's group, with several Celestial Spirit Realm experts and a crowd of Earth Spirit Realm cultivators, had only managed to acquire thirteen Martial King Level Secret Manuals.

And yet, Chu Qingyun had produced twenty-nine of them!

"Ahem, Elder Fang, this... shouldn't you inspect them?" Chu Qingyun said with a light cough.

Elder Fang abruptly snapped back to his senses.

"Yes, yes, we must inspect them..."

After coming to their senses, Elder Fang and the other two Inner Sect Elders felt their throats go dry. They all had the same feeling that something was not quite right.

The three men carefully inspected the twenty-nine Martial King Level Secret Manuals.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qian was staring at Chu Qingyun, sizing him up from head to toe.

At that moment, Zhou Qian felt as if Chu Qingyun had used him.

But then he smiled. Not many people in the entire Northern Domain dared to use him, and this time, he wasn't particularly angry.

To him, this felt like a junior playing a clever little trick—a very talented and promising junior at that.

Besides, for the Saint Extreme Sect, even spending Primordial Spirit Liquid to buy so many Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques was a net gain.

No major sect would ever complain about having too many of these.

Elder Fang's trio carefully inspected the books and finally confirmed that there were no mistakes. There were indeed twenty-nine Martial King Level Secret Manuals, and not a single one was a duplicate of what the Saint Extreme Sect already possessed.

With things like Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques, the lower the level, the more widely they circulated, and the higher the chance of finding duplicates.

Once they reached the King Level, they were considered closely guarded secrets. A sect wouldn't even easily pass them down to their own geniuses, let alone let them circulate outside.

"For the Martial King Level Secret Manuals... how about a price of four hundred thousand drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid each?" Elder Fang said, his voice a bit hoarse.

At this point, not a trace of the previous condescension remained in his eyes.

Four hundred thousand drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid per manual... for twenty-nine manuals, that was eleven million, six hundred thousand drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid!

Tens of millions of drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid was a significant sum even for a Martial Emperor Realm expert!