Realm of the Night God

After hearing the Female Shopkeeper's explanation, Yang Haoran's expression didn't change much, but he was quite surprised inwardly.

A soul pill could bring the merchant a profit of around 200,000. If a single soul pill was worth that much, how much would 100 soul pills be worth?

"Wouldn't a 200,000 profit be too high?" Yang Haoran thought for a moment and asked with a smile.

Hearing this, the Female Shopkeeper let out a wry smile and explained, "The prices are all determined through negotiations among the Boss-level merchants. As a mere shop employee, I have no say in such matters. Even my own Boss cannot interfere with this, and we can only follow the established rules."

The Female Shopkeeper's words made it very clear that the purchase and sale prices of soul pills were not controlled by a single store, but were rules jointly formulated by the many merchant Bosses. Whoever broke these rules would not only be condemned but might even face the prospect of going out of business.

Yang Haoran nodded in understanding and then continued to ask, "Then how much can you offer for this soul pill of mine?"

"Since you are a friend of the Boss, I will offer you the highest price for anything you sell here and the lowest price for anything you buy. This is a special arrangement made by our Boss, and I dare not violate the rules he has set. So, Mr. Yang, I can offer you 850,000 hell coins for this soul pill, but I hope you won't spread this around, or it will surely bring some trouble to our Boss."

Yang Haoran did not fully believe the Female Shopkeeper's words. The fact that she dared to offer 850,000 meant that this price must not have exceeded the range set by the other merchants, as she would not be foolish enough to break the rules and incur their wrath.

As for her talk about being friends, that was just polite conversation. Yang Haoran would not be so naive as to believe it, as this was his first time coming to this store, and the fact that Xu Meijing had brought him here did not mean the shopkeeper would be willing to give him any special treatment.

To put it bluntly, because of the relationship with Xu Meijing, the utmost the shopkeeper would do is not to completely rip him off, but she would definitely not cross the bottom line of the other merchants for his sake.

Seeing that Yang Haoran didn't speak, the Female Shopkeeper continued, "Mr. Yang, 850,000 hell coins for a soul pill is the highest price within my authority. If you don't believe me, you can go ask around at other stores – they definitely won't offer more than 850,000."

The Female Shopkeeper's words were ambiguous. She only said that other stores wouldn't offer more than 850,000, but she didn't say that they could also offer 850,000.

Yang Haoran didn't argue with the Female Shopkeeper about this, as it didn't really matter. Even if he went to another store, in his view, the hell coins he would get wouldn't exceed 850,000.

Moreover, he wanted to leave a good impression on this Female Shopkeeper.

Yes, to leave a good impression on this ghost living at the very bottom of the Underworld.

Yang Haoran was an Underworld Envoy, and his identity and status were far beyond what this Female Shopkeeper could even compare to. But why did he still want to leave a good impression on her?

It wasn't because he was attracted to her ordinary appearance. What he was interested in was her expertise in appraising items.

Leaving a good impression on her might one day prove useful if he ever needed her help.

Yang Haoran was not the kind of person who looked down on others based on their status. In his eyes, as long as someone had real abilities, regardless of their identity or position, they deserved his respect and courting.

"I can understand your difficulties, and I thank you for offering such a high price. The deal is done."

Yang Haoran not only didn't argue, but he also didn't point out anything. Instead, he accepted the deal with a smile, being very straightforward about it.

The Female Shopkeeper was delighted, and her smile became much more genuine, no longer as professional as before. Yang Haoran could see that her smile was truly from the bottom of her heart.

Although the Female Shopkeeper didn't mention it, Yang Haoran knew that she must have gained quite some benefits from completing this transaction.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Yang."

The Female Shopkeeper ran happily to the counter, which had a device similar to a computer in the mortal world. She skillfully typed on the keyboard, and after a moment, she hurried back with a magnetic card and a device the size of a fist.

"Mr. Yang, this card has 850,000 hell coins in it. You can go to the Underworld Bank to withdraw cash, or you can directly swipe the card for consumption at various stores. The usage is entirely up to you. This bank card works the same way as the ones in the mortal world, with no difficulty."

After saying this, the Female Shopkeeper inserted the magnetic card into the device, and the screen immediately displayed the amount of 850,000. Once she confirmed that Yang Haoran had seen the amount, she carefully took out the card and respectfully handed it to him.

Yang Haoran smiled and accepted the card, then waved his hand, sending the soul pill on the tea table towards the Female Shopkeeper.

"From now on, it's no longer mine. You take good care of it."

The Female Shopkeeper took the soul pill with a smile on her face, and then bowed again to Yang Haoran.

Seeing the Female Shopkeeper take the soul pill, Yang Haoran's heart was still a little sad. After all, the soul pill was too precious, and this soul pill was the one he had used to save his life. But he had now used it to exchange for hell coins, so it was natural for him to feel a little heartbroken.

However, despite his sadness, he did not regret it, as he had his own considerations. These hell coins were not just for him to customize bodies, he had other plans as well.

Otherwise, how could he have been willing to exchange an entire soul pill for hell coins?

As for using the soul pill to save his life, he had also considered it. Although he no longer had the soul pill, he could soon obtain another one, so he was not in a hurry.

Moreover, in this underworld, he had no enemies, and he did not feel that his life was in danger.

Since his life was not in danger, it did not matter if he did not have the soul pill on hand for the time being.

After the transaction was completed, Yang Haoran did not hurry to leave, but instead asked the still cheerful Female Shopkeeper, "Do you sell mobile phones here? The kind used in the underworld?"

"Yes, we sell mobile phones, including cards, and you can also top up your airtime," the Female Shopkeeper said with a smile.

Yang Haoran's expression was a little strange, and he smiled awkwardly before responding.

"Well, that's quite advanced. But that's good."

Half an hour later, Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing walked out of the Yin Yang General Store, and the Female Shopkeeper respectfully saw them off at the door. After they left, she returned to the store.

At this time, Yang Haoran was smiling as he handed a mobile phone to Xu Meijing.

"What's this for?" Xu Meijing said with a cold look.

"I'm giving you a mobile phone," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"I'm doing just fine. What would I use a dead person's mobile phone for?" Xu Meijing asked indifferently.

"In case you have any friends in the underworld who need to contact you, it would be more convenient to have a mobile phone," Yang Haoran said with a smile.

"I didn't have any friends in the mortal world, so how could I have friends in the underworld?" Xu Meijing asked.

Yang Haoran felt a bit awkward, knowing that Xu Meijing was still sulking, so his attitude towards him was quite cold.

After thinking for a moment, he said with a smile, "Do you want to know why I used a soul pill to exchange for hell coins? If you take the mobile phone, I'll tell you."

"I don't want to know," Xu Meijing replied bluntly.

"No, you do want to know," Yang Haoran said with a smile, then suddenly grabbed Xu Meijing's right hand, which was in his pocket, and put the mobile phone into his hand.

Xu Meijing wanted to resist, but Yang Haoran quickly said, "Just treat this mobile phone as a gift from me."

Upon hearing this, Xu Meijing's resistance gesture paused slightly, and she snorted coldly before reluctantly putting the mobile phone in her spatial storage, then putting her right hand back in her jeans pocket.

Seeing this, Yang Haoran's face had a bitter smile, but he was relieved in his heart.

After that, he began to explain why he had used a soul pill to exchange for hell coins.