I Built A Family Of Immortal Cultivators

Chapter 44: Exploring the Black Market (Part 2)

It should be known that even in the world of cultivation, there are many taboo behaviors that cannot be openly displayed. For example, in front of Lin Qing, there was a stall owner displaying a pair of thigh bones.

"Fellow Daoist, are you interested? These are thigh bones from the later stage of Qi Refining. They are rare and excellent for refining magical tools. Grinding them into powder and consuming it has many benefits, such as increasing cultivation." The stall owner in front of Lin Qing whispered.

Lin Qing shook his head. He didn't need this thing.

As for the other stalls, they were selling similar items that couldn't be seen on the surface.

Before coming here, Lin Qing was a bit puzzled. Why would a black market exist when the Xuan Yu Pavilion, which specializes in cultivator transactions, didn't intervene? But now he understood that there was no need for the Xuan Yu Pavilion to interfere with this kind of black market. It wouldn't threaten the transactions of the Xuan Yu Pavilion. In fact, the Xuan Yu Pavilion intentionally allowed it to exist. After all, these things needed an outlet, and it wouldn't be good to block them within the Xuan Yu Pavilion. Moreover, there might even be disciples of the Wuji Sect among these stall owners.

Lin Qing continued to look around and saw a Qi Refining cultivator in the center of the venue who had been observing everyone. He seemed to be the manager of the black market. Lin Qing asked, "Fellow Daoist, is this all there is today?"

Upon hearing Lin Qing's question, the cultivator, whose face was covered by a mask, looked at Lin Qing and after a moment, spoke in a hoarse voice, "This is just the morning where they set up their own stalls. In the afternoon, there will be an official trading event where valuable items will be available."

Lin Qing nodded and found an empty space on the ground to sit down.

In the afternoon, more and more people arrived. There were at least a hundred cultivators in the underground hall, which covered an area of over two hundred square meters. At this time, the stall owners had packed up their stalls. The cultivator Lin Qing had asked in the morning was now standing on a small platform made of stones and still spoke in a hoarse voice, "Fellow Daoists, this is our monthly trading event. Every cultivator can participate, but the value of the items brought out must not be less than fifty spirit stones. The same goes for purchases. There should be no delay. If you have any trading needs, you can come up now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cultivator couldn't wait and walked up, saying, "Fellow Daoists, I have a treasure map of a Foundation Building cultivator's cave. It is genuine and reliable. You can have it for fifty spirit stones. Anyone interested?"

Lin Qing, who had been looking forward to this trading event, took a sharp breath after hearing the words of the first cultivator on stage.

He felt like he might have overestimated this trading event. It seemed that there wouldn't even be anything valuable, let alone a second-order formation book. A treasure map of a Foundation Building cultivator's cave? Wasn't this something you would deceive a three-year-old with?

After shouting three times and seeing no one interested, the cultivator on stage quickly stepped down, taking no more than half a minute.

Then, other cultivators took turns going on stage. Whether they were selling or buying, none of them sparked any interest in Lin Qing. As for him going on stage to buy a second-order formation book, Lin Qing thought it would be better to pass.

To be honest, if it weren't for Fellow Daoist Wang informing him of this news, he would have thought this was a gathering of demonic cultivators.

"Fellow Daoists, if you have a Qi Refining stage female cultivator for sale, you can find me. The price will be absolutely fair, but she must be alive." Another cultivator went on stage and said. Surprisingly, he was looking to buy a female cultivator. Even the cultivators who had attended the black market several times were somewhat surprised.

It was one thing to trade items that couldn't be seen on the surface during the black market's regular days, but today, there were even direct purchases of female cultivators.

Even the hoarse cultivator couldn't help but say, "Fellow Daoist, although our trading event has no restrictions on items, it would be better for Fellow Daoist to refrain from doing such things."

The cultivator on stage glanced at the hoarse cultivator and said before stepping down, "If there are no female cultivators, male cultivators will do."

"Hiss!"

The cultivators present all exclaimed in surprise, looking at this cultivator with some hostility. This cultivator was too audacious, even accepting male cultivators. After all, all the cultivators below the stage were male. The hoarse cultivator on the stage looked at the cultivator walking down the stage, his gaze lingering as if he wanted to remember him.

At this moment, Lin Qing had made up his mind. After participating in this black market, he would never come again.

Otherwise, he might not be able to buy the books and someone else might sell them first.

After passing by this cultivator, the other cultivators seemed unwilling to go on stage. The trading fair ended hastily in less than half an hour, and then everyone left.

Outside, the cultivators tacitly moved away from each other, and Lin Qing found a direction with no one around and walked away.

Lin Qing took precautions, but no one followed him. After all, he was like a transparent person today, not showing anything valuable, so naturally no one paid attention to him. He walked back to Xuan Yu Fang Market on foot. As for the mask and robe, Lin Qing had already thrown them away, not even putting them in his storage bag.

One reason was that he had decided not to go again, and the other reason was that he didn't trust putting the mask and robe in his storage bag, and they also took up space.

During dinner, Lin Qing's wives were very curious about Lin Qing's outing today. Lin Qing told them some things, although he spoke in a more tactful manner, it still made his wives feel uncomfortable.

"Let's eat. I won't go to a place like that again in the future," Lin Qing said, speaking his mind.

In the night, Lin Qing pondered the Seven Consecutive Water Formation in his mind. The path of purchasing a second-level formation book was no longer possible starting today. Lin Qing now only had the path of studying the Seven Consecutive Water Formation.

Looking at the Seven Consecutive Water Formation, Lin Qing fell into deep contemplation.

Less than a month after returning from the black market, Che Yun broke through to the fourth level of Qi Refining. She had already stayed at the third level of Qi Refining for a long time. With the help of Lin Qing's spiritual stones and pills, the breakthrough was not difficult.

After the breakthrough, Lin Qing specially set up an alchemy room for Che Yun to refine pills.

The cost of refining pills was all paid by Lin Qing. Although the finished pills could be sold to recoup the cost, there was still a considerable gap compared to the expenses.

Lin Qing spent even more spiritual stones. In this regard, Lin Qing could only rely on his formation shop, hoping to sell more formations.

Perhaps it was because of the past two years, Lin Qing's reputation for formations gradually spread. After selling a set of Four Consecutive Water Formations that day, the sales of Two Consecutive Water Formations and Three Consecutive Water Formations also increased significantly, relieving a lot of pressure for Lin Qing. However, the Five Consecutive Water Formation still remained unsold.

On this day, Lin Qing sat in his shop and suddenly saw the owner of the talisman shop across the street looking worried and talking to someone. After a while, the owner of the talisman shop actually left the person in the shop and walked out himself.

Lin Qing felt surprised. After all, in the past two years, the owner of the talisman shop across the street had never left his own shop. How could he leave now and let a stranger stay?

(End of this chapter)