Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 6: 420: Scout (4)

Book 6: Chapter 420: Scout (4)

A three of the youths standing at just a few meters from Dyon wore red robes, and it had to said that their expressions had changed the most. They almost felt that their titles as formation masters was hollow…

‘We made a mistake coming here…’

Dyon couldn’t care less about their change in thought. Instead, he was looking around the common floor, walking from counter to counter as though he was thinking about something.

“Aren’t you going to buy something?” Bella couldn’t help but ask.

Dyon shook his head, “There’s nothing on this common floor that I can’t simply create… What I want is knowledge.”

“Oh.” Bella nodded, but she herself knew that she didn’t truly understand. Instead, she turned her attention elsewhere. “You know they’re following you around, right?”

Dyon laughed as they robed young geniuses blushed after hearing Bella’s words. This was especially so for the azure robed youth that had tried to stop Dyon earlier.

Still, they shamelessly continued to follow, even whispering among themselves.

“What did he mean by that? Create?”

“That’s what he said… But I don’t know…”

“Could he be exaggerating? You can’t create plants and medicinal ingredients out of thin air? Can you?”

The azure robed youth frowned. “There’s nothing in alchemy that allows for such a thing… I don’t know what he’s talking about…”

The red robed youths froze. “Create? Could he mean a creation array?…”

“Don’t be ridiculous. This is a shop for plants… Who’s ever heard creating living things?”

“Common level plants have really weak life forces though… They’re barely a step above dirt and soil… It’s theoretically possibly if your skill is high enough.” One of the red robed youths said weakly.

“But you would need to be an amazing formation master to pull that off… But it would only be useful as a common grade alchemist? It seems like a waste of effort… Plus, on top of the fact it wouldn’t be a useful ability to a high-grade alchemist, I’ve never heard of a top tier formation master also being a top-grade alchemist…” The azure robed youth said almost to himself.

“There’s a reason our masters tell us to choose one or the other, it’s impossible to split your focus down both paths, even for the best geniuses…”

Dyon chuckled to himself. ‘So that’s how they’re justifying it, huh? I guess that probe was semi-worth it.’

Aside from toying with a few well-meaning geniuses, Dyon was actually here to gain an understanding of the lower grades and what the Sapientia Quadrant had to offer.

Although Dyon wanted to build some competing businesses, he didn’t believe it was smart to antagonize the Sapientia Market too much. As for that nonsense about how ‘neutral’ and ‘peace loving’ they were, Dyon didn’t buy it for one moment. He felt that they’d react just like everyone else when their pockets were on the line.

It was for this reason that Dyon came here in the first place. In truth, if he wanted the ingredients he asked for, he could have just asked Eli for them considering his Master Grade garden was already doing very well.

‘Instead, I’ll fill the markets they can’t fill… At least then, it’ll be more difficult for them to antagonize me in the short run… Money isn’t an issue for now, but it could very well be soon.’

The money Clara’s efforts were bringing in was definitely more than Dyon could spend in a short time, even while promising so many benefits to those of the Soul Rend Quadrant. However, that was only a single universe and it didn’t include the expense Dyon would incur once the soul slaves woke up either.

According to Dyon’s estimates, even with so many funds coming in, supporting ten universes at this rate was its absolute upper limit. However, that was a projection that only took into account foundation stage, meridian formation, and essence gathering experts.

If Dyon wanted to support realms above that station in large quantities, he could support maybe two universes if he pushed it to the absolute limits as long as dao formation experts weren’t calculated for.

There was a reason the celestial floors of the tower were so important. Progressing through the celestial realm was so difficult that one had to put their lives on the line to have a chance. However, Dyon didn’t believe this path was most efficient.

Large sects and clans could afford to baby their best geniuses even up to the peak celestial realm before having them seek benefits of their own. Dyon’s dream was to not only match this, but exceed it…

It was possible because he had a view of array alchemy those sects and clans didn’t have. But, he was severely lacking in the funds in comparison to do so.

‘Hm…’ Dyon walked around and pretended to look when in reality, his divine sense was spread through hundreds of towers, picking out the details of each.

‘Although my energy condensing pills are far better, there’s no need to step on their toes. There seems to be a severe lack of any meridian cleansing pills of any kind… Good, that’ll be the first product.

‘Their healing pills for the body are decent enough, but there’s a failure when it comes to the soul. I can fill that niche…

‘There doesn’t seem to be any comprehension boosting pills, I can add that to the list… I’ll have to keep it fairly low level though…

‘They have combat boosting pills… I could create the equivalent for soul path cultivators… It would be a great help for key moments in pills concoction if you’re about to hit a wall…

‘Wow… They don’t have a single constitution gifting pill… It seems I really lost out on my Queen Fairy Pill… I’ll definitely need to keep on the amount of constitutions I sell…’

Dyon continued to think to himself quietly, coming up with more than 20 market niches he could fill. The array alchemy knowledge here was simply too pitiful. Or, rather, the [Dao of Array Alchemy] was simply too good.

‘Oh, she’s back.’ Dyon turned up to see Amy rushing down the stairs with a ticket etched with an array in hand.

“S-sorry it took so long.” Amy said breathlessly.

Dyon couldn’t help but laugh. She really must have been sprinting with all she had for a saint to be out of breath. Was he really that scary?

“You’re right on time, it’s no problem. How do I pay?”

“It’s really easy. Just use your Sapientia Bank card to touch this ticket and it will manifest a spatial ring with your things in it.”

Dyon nodded, taking out a card gleaming in violets, blues and soft pinks.

Amy’s eyes widened along with the still leeching group of young geniuses. “T-t-t-that c-card…”

Before Amy could even properly ask, a crying voice sounded off within the store.

“Elder, that’s him! That cruel man! H-h-he… Wu-wu-wu.” Brea burst into tears, unable to hold back anymore.

(I’ve always wanted to use “wu-wu” as a replacement for crying. Today it my day! HA!)