As Mark finished speaking, he couldn't help but hum lightly to himself. Four hundred and nine gold coins was no small amount for him. It was difficult to imagine how the young man in front of him managed to obtain so many spirit cores.
"So many..." Regret's expression remained unchanged on the surface, but he was inwardly surprised. Then, a hint of worry clouded his face. Four hundred gold coins? Did he have to carry such a large bag of gold coins around the streets?
Sensing Regret's concern, Mark pondered for a moment. He then waved at a waiter, and soon, a light green card was carefully handed to Regret.
"What is this?" Regret looked puzzled at Mark.
With a faint smile, Mark explained, "This is a gold coin card. The gold coins you earned from trading the spirit cores has been fully stored in it."
Upon hearing this, a look of astonishment briefly crossed Regret's face. He was familiar with gold coin cards but had never seen one before. Owning a gold coin card was a symbol of status and identity, and due to its quality, the price of such a card was not cheap. A small card like this would cost nearly three hundred gold coins, and ordinary spirit masters couldn't afford to buy such a thing.
"Thank you, Shop manager Mark." Regret was not sentimental and directly placed the gold coin card in his clothes. The assistant beside him, however, showed a slight hint of excitement. It was clear that Mark was trying to win over Regret.
Setting aside Regret's identity, just the fact that he harvested so many spirit cores in one day which including a third rank spirit beast, fourth and fifth ranks spirit core, is enough to demonstrate Regret's potential. Anyone calling the young man in front of them trash must be a fool.
In the entire Veloria City, there were very few individuals who could catch Mark's attention. Now, even a lowly spirit disciple was being treated with such respect. Even the assistant who had been working at the Atlas Store since birth couldn't help but feel jealous.
After bowing to Mark, Regret walked towards the screen with a bit of excitement in his heart, carrying Red. Behind the screen was the most fascinating part of the Atlas Store.
"Ash Blaze's son, Ash, Ash." Mark sat back in his chair, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable light, seemingly lost in a memory.
As soon as Regret passed the screen, the voices around him grew louder. Calls for buying and bargaining prices filled his ears. Regret looked strangely at the screen; he hadn't expected the inconspicuous thing to have soundproofing capabilities.
Walking through the store, surrounded by a bustling crowd, Regret couldn't help but feel emotional. No wonder even his father said the wealth of the Angsana Pavilion was unimaginable. Just in the Atlas Store alone, the daily trade volume was no less than that of the Blaze family's market. After all, the demand for spirit beasts was far less than that for spirit cores and spirit condensing fluids.
Aside from the store's assistants, there were many outside vendors in the Atlas Store. Most of the booths in the Atlas Store were rental based; as long as one paid a certain amount of gold coins, anyone could set up a booth there without worrying about unruly customers causing trouble. Those who acted recklessly here would surely pay an unforgettable price.
Gazing quickly around the various stalls, Regret soon found his target: a stall selling a large quantity of spirit condensing fluids. Red had just broken through to the third level, so the need for spirit condensing fluid was urgent. Only by stabilizing his spiritual power could Red breakthrough to the fourth level soon.
Although Red's strength had improved, the demand for spirit condensing fluid wasn't as terrifying as it was in the beginning. Just a few small bottles were enough to fully stabilize it spiritual power.
Slightly feeling sore, Regret handed out three hundred gold coins and carefully received six bottles of Condensing Spirit Liquid, then placed them in a jade box given by Mark. The reason Mark give him the box, because that next time Regret sells Spirit Core, it can ensure the purity of the Spirit Core.
Moving his little nose, Red excitedly swept the jade box with his tail. If it weren't for Regret's intervention, Red might have publicly swallowed a few bottles.
With the mission accomplished, Regret felt much more at ease. Slowly entering the inner layer of the Atlas Shop, the deeper one went, the more precious the items sold were. Therefore, those who could afford to consume here were often powerful spirit masters and wealthy youths, with much fewer people than the outer layer.
Looking at a prodigal buying items recklessly, Regret shook his head. Young people from the four major families would never do such things, even Feng wouldn't. The hardships they endured were far greater than those prodigals.
Passing several stalls, Regret's scanning gaze suddenly focused on a fiery red spiritual plant. He instantly recognized its origin, Flame Spirit Grass, a top grade spiritual plant with significant benefits for the cultivation of fire based spiritual beasts, enhancing their strength in a short time, albeit rarer than Snow Condensation Grass.
"Young master has a keen eye. This Flame Spirit Grass took me a great effort to find on a mountain cliff. My spiritual beasts suffered heavy injuries to collect this spiritual plant!" Seeing Regret's interest, the lean stall owner immediately perked up and smilingly tried to please Regret.
"Name your price." Regret casually said, and as his gaze continued to move over the stall, his eyelids suddenly twitched. He asked, "Wait, what is this?"
Regret was referring to a very old looking book, but the two large words on the cover were exceptionally clear: Pet Encyclopedia.
"Oh, this thing, I found it in a cave. It contains records of various spiritual beasts. If you want it, let's say five hundred gold coins." The lean stall owner's smile looked sincere but also revealed some hard to hide craftiness.