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Outside the house, large flakes of snow were swirling in the air.
Inside the house, a copper furnace burned with coal, warm as spring.
Wang Chen sat in front of the desk, counting the income from his stall from the past two days.
Because he was overly engrossed in sword practice, he didn't go to Cloud Mountain City until three days after the Heaven Cloud Immortal Gathering had begun.
He set up a stall and sold a batch of Magical Talismans he had crafted himself.
Although he only sold commonplace Magical Talismans such as Evil-Repelling Talisman, Amulet, and Meteor Fire Talisman, due to their excellent quality and reasonable prices, Wang Chen's business was quite good.
All the Talismans available for sale were sold out.
He had raked back a sum of Spirit Stones.
Wang Chen had just counted them up, and the total income, including both full and Fragmented Spirit Stones, amounted to seven hundred and twenty-six Low Spirit.
But this wasn't pure profit.
