The battle between the first and second place on the pre-tournament ranking ended quickly.

Everyone had thought the two were evenly matched and expected a fierce fight. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a one-sided crushing victory for Long Ao.

Not only did this person simultaneously cultivate both Water and Wood Spirit Roots as his primary focus, but he had also mastered the lowest-tier technique of the Rain Pavilion, [Water Form], to its maximum level.

It could be said his skill astonished everyone present!

“Rank two Shui Wuhen is nothing special after all; seems we overestimated him before!”

“Can’t say that. He just couldn’t beat Long Ao, not that he couldn’t beat us!”

Many found this outcome hard to accept.

Those most dissatisfied were undoubtedly the group who had bet on Shui Wuhen’s victory. These fellows had thought they could make a huge profit from this opportunity, acquiring large amounts of Spirit Stones, Spirit Rice, and even various other resources. Instead, they ended up losing everything cleanly.

Soon, Shui Wuhen left dejectedly with Huo Ling and the others.

Long Ao, however, came back to Jiang Chen’s trio’s stall.

“Senior Brother Long!” Jiang Chen glanced guiltily at the advertisement board.

Long Ao said with a half-smile, “Shouldn’t you give me some Spirit Wine?”

Jiang Chen was taken aback for a moment, then immediately brought out all the remaining 7 kg of Top-quality Spirit Wine, smiling as he said, “Already prepared it.”

Seeing him so understanding, Long Ao nodded in satisfaction. He took out one of his own communication talismans and continued, “Your Spirit Wine is good. Let’s stay in touch more often.”

“Of course.” Under the envious gazes of those around, Jiang Chen hurriedly accepted it.

Long Ao stored the Spirit Wine in his storage pouch, then walked away without looking back, waving a hand. “Goodbye.”

Now, both protagonists had left. The surrounding crowd also dispersed.

Of course, quite a few more items from Jiang Chen’s trio’s stall were sold afterward. However, the Top-quality Spirit Wine Jiang Chen brought was all gone. What remained were the top-quality watermelons and roasted spirit beast meat.

Seeing no more customers coming, the three finally left on their Giant Leaf plants.

After the time it takes an incense stick to burn, they returned to Jiang Chen’s wooden hut in the core area of the Spirit Farm.

Jin Fugui excitedly said, “Old Jiang, Old Mo, we’ve struck it rich this time.”

Jiang Chen glanced at them both and urged, “Quickly, let’s see how much we sold today.”

Mo Yu was the first to count clearly. After all, there weren’t as many people buying watermelons compared to those buying Spirit Wine and roasted meat; it would have been even lower without the combo deals.

How much in total? Converted, it was 3 Mid-grade Spirit Stones.

This profit was decent—a small gain. The combined cost of watermelon seeds, time investment, and labor actually amounted to less than one Mid-grade Spirit Stone.

Jiang Chen placed all the profits from this batch on the table before them. “A total of 685 Low-grade Spirit Stones. Converted, that’s 6 Mid-grade Spirit Stones and 85 Low-grade Spirit Stones.”

It’s worth noting that these were their individual profits from separate sales. That is to say, the Spirit Stones earned from combo deals were still in Jin Fugui’s hands. So far, they still hadn’t been fully counted.

Jin Fugui grew more excited as he counted, his body trembling uncontrollably. “Old Jiang, Old Mo… I can’t finish counting them. I simply can’t finish!”

Hearing this, Jiang Chen and Mo Yu exchanged a glance and immediately went over to help.

With the combined efforts of all three, they finally managed to count all the Spirit Stones earned from the roasted meat and combo deals this time.

Converted, it was 50 Mid-grade Spirit Stones and 88 Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Now, looking at the table full of Spirit Stones, all three were wide-eyed. They knew they would make some profit, but they never expected it to be this much.

You must know, Jin Fugui selling spirit beast dung for a whole year earned him less than ten Mid-grade Spirit Stones.

As for Mo Yu… he was just an angler; not being in debt was already good enough.

And Jiang Chen? Based on producing 1250 kg of Top-quality Spirit Rice per quarter:

He had to give 400 kg to Chen Tian, 75 kg to Jin Fugui, and 25 kg to Tie Zhu.

Therefore, he only kept 750 kg for himself.

Adding up four quarters made 3000 kg.

Currently on the market, Tier-2 Spirit Rice could sell for 5000 Low-grade Spirit Stones a year—that is 50 Mid-grade Spirit Stones.

And this time? The trio’s total stall earnings were 6078 Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Even subtracting costs—let’s estimate 5 Mid-grade Spirit Stones—they still made a profit of 55 Mid-grade Spirit Stones.

Meaning: The final profit from this stall setup was equivalent to Jiang Chen’s nominal annual income.

“So many Spirit Stones!” Jin Fugui’s eyes gleamed; he felt like he might faint from happiness.

Mo Yu’s voice even trembled a little. “This is my first time seeing so many Spirit Stones.”

Then both turned their gazes toward Jiang Chen, who remained relatively calm. Their expressions were rather complex.

Jiang Chen looked puzzled. “Why are you looking at me?”

Jin Fugui took a deep breath, trying hard to calm himself down, then said seriously, “Old Jiang, if not for your reminder this time we wouldn’t have earned nearly this much money. So you should take the lion’s share.”

Mo Yu nodded beside him in agreement. “Yes, rightfully you should take most!”

“Then I’ll take them all…” Jiang Chen pretended he was going to take everything. Seeing how nervous his two companions became, he grinned. “Just kidding!”

“Whew!” Jin Fugui and Mo Yu let out long sighs of relief.

If Jiang Chen really took everything, they might not turn hostile, but they’d definitely feel discontent inside. After all, everyone worked hard today.

Jiang Chen looked at the densely packed Low-grade Spirit Stones before him, pondering. “Among us three, Old Jin worked hardest this time, never stopping from start to finish.”

Jin Fugui quickly waved his hands. “No no no… You both worked hard too!”

Observing their reactions, Jiang Chen thought for a moment then said, “Alright then. Old Jin worked hardest. And I provided both the suggestion for setting up the stall this time and the idea for roasted meat. We two will take the most, splitting these 5000 Low-grade Spirit Stones.”

“Old Mo, you take the remaining 1078 Low-grade Spirit Stones. How about that?”

Mo Yu jumped in fright, immediately saying, “No, I had the easiest job. I’ll just take the leftover odd amount, those 78 Low-grade Spirit Stones.”

Any Water-attributed cultivator could have done his job. So he knew his place.

Jin Fugui frowned. “Seventy-eight is too little.”

“It’s plenty. I can buy lots of bait with it.” Mo Yu was already quite satisfied.

“Let’s not waste time!” Jiang Chen couldn’t be bothered with further discussion.

Under Mo Yu’s horrified gaze, he unceremoniously pushed 1078 Low-grade Spirit Stones toward him.

He kept 3000 Low-grade Spirit Stones for himself.

As for the other half—2000 Low-grade Spirit Stones—he pushed them all right in front of Jin Fugui’s widened eyes!!!