Chapter 14

Dahe Market is located at the very edge of the Yuding Domain, adjacent to the million great mountains of the Eastern Wasteland.

According to statistics from a Foundation Establishment cultivator who wrote travelogues a few years ago, because it is located on a first-order spirit vein, there are tens of thousands of cultivators mixing here all year round.

Mainly loose cultivators; people from large sects do not stay for long, and only stay here to take care of business.

Moreover, it is periodic; the management personnel of those shops in the inner city change every few years.

Therefore, the entire market is mostly spontaneous activities of loose cultivators.

Just like the loose cultivator market, it is divided into large markets and small markets.

Large markets are once a month, while small markets are held every first, fourth, and seventh day.

Of course, when it's not market day, there are also cultivators setting up street stalls, but the foot traffic isn't that large.

Ten days have passed since the last small market.

A chubby figure rushed into the market early in the morning.

Ceng Wen was lucky; this time he didn't stay in the mountains for many days before hunting a first-order monster, obtaining over a thousand catties of monster meat!

His storage bag wasn't large, only one cubic foot, barely enough to hold it.

So when the harvest was about enough, he exited the mountains knowing when to advance and retreat.

Ten catties of first-order monster meat can be sold for one low-grade spirit stone, and the monster's skeleton is also a kind of spiritual material. So, this harvest was just barely acceptable, enough for him to live freely for a while.

After returning home yesterday and finding a familiar butcher to process the meat, he couldn't wait to run to Tianxiang Tower to have fun.

As for the process, it was a bit hard to describe.

The beauty was excellent, and his performance was as stable and efficient as ever.

But compared to the prestige of fighting ten last time, it paled in comparison.

Therefore, early in the morning, he broke free from the hero's grave with great willpower, just to do some business with the little brother he met last time.

When he arrived at the South City Market, there were already some people setting up stalls, and the old Daoist Chen who sold talismans was sitting on a small stool, looking calm and composed.

"Has Fellow Daoist Little Luo not come yet?"

"Not yet, probably refining pills at home!"

"Then will he come to set up a stall today?"

"Generally, if he hasn't come past this time, he basically won't come to the small market today."

The disappointment was evident in his words.

Ceng Wen was quite disappointed and chatted with Old Daoist Chen about what he saw and heard in the mountains.

Seeing a customer coming, he planned to say goodbye.

However, before leaving, he saw Old Daoist Chen carefully holding back a customer who wasn't very satisfied.

"Fellow Daoist, are you interested in learning about the Divine Concealment Qi-Restraining Talisman?"

"What is that? Is it for restraining aura?"

"You know the Spirit Concealment True Person of the Divine Talisman Sect, let me tell you..."

Ceng Wen's expression was a bit strange; he always felt that those words had a sense of familiarity.

After walking far away from the market, he suddenly reacted.

Wasn't that a replica of what Fellow Daoist Little Luo said back then?

"Damn, the old man has learned to be bad!"

He didn't think Luo Chen had cheated him, because when Luo Chen promoted Zhongmiao Pills to him back then, he never used definitive words, all were ambiguous.

Moreover, the medicinal effect of Zhongmiao Pills was exactly the same as Luo Chen's description.

He could only think that Old Daoist Chen had plagiarized Luo Chen's sales pitch.

Luo Chen, the victim, was currently curled up at home, wearing an apron and worshipping Guan Gong.

"The first few pots all failed, the padding is almost done, today I should finally produce goods!"

"Second Brother Guan, I've offered incense to you today, you must bless me!"

Muttering to himself, he kept putting medicinal materials into the pot.

The processed fire dog whip emitted a natural stench, and under the fusion of the fragrance of a group of spiritual medicine materials, it emitted an indescribable strange smell.

The process of boiling the medicine lasted from morning until afternoon.

After uncovering the pot lid, looking at the deep red medicinal paste and smelling the refreshing fragrance, Luo Chen clenched his fists hard.

"Okay, this time the sixth pot succeeded, it's a huge progress!"

"Second Brother Guan, I knew you had me in your heart, even if you crossed over, you are still blessing me."

"Keep up the good work tomorrow!"

Half a month later, Luo Chen looked at the fifty small jade bottles on the table with satisfaction.

This was the result harvested after spending nearly a month.

Thirty of the bottles contained Grain-Bigu Pills, which he had rushed to make in the past two days.

The remaining twenty bottles were all Zhongmiao Pills.

But unlike Grain-Bigu Pills, which contained ten pills per bottle, Zhongmiao Pills were one pill per bottle.

In other words, this time the refining of Zhongmiao Pills only succeeded twice.

Nineteen sets of materials, two pots succeeded; this success rate really couldn't be considered high, and in terms of pill quality, it was only at the inferior grade.

Inferior pills have strong limitations; the medicinal properties are average, and there are strong side effects if eaten too much.

However, that was not something he needed to worry about; he believed that fellow Daoists had strong self-control, just enjoy it, don't be greedy.

"Currently, I can only do this much, but as long as the proficiency is brushed up, the situation will definitely improve!"

"The future is beautiful, Chenchen, come on!"

Packing all the jade bottles into a bag, Luo Chen covered the door and rushed into the Dahe Market inner city like the wind.

Today is the day of the big market; this batch of goods must be sold well.

When he arrived at the market, the foot traffic was still sparse; Luo Chen came too early.

Old Daoist Chen hadn't come yet, but the old acquaintance Wang Yuan was already sitting cross-legged on the floor.

"Young man, you don't cherish your body at all, the ground is so cold!"

Muttering, Luo Chen greeted Wang Yuan and naturally squatted down in front of his stall.

"Eh, you have more things again!"

Compared to last time, there were several more old books, and even a tattered jade slip.

Among the magic tools, there were four or five more, and some of them were stained with black blood.

"Brother Wang, you've done a few big businesses recently!"

Wang Yuan drooped his eyelids, "Look if you want, don't touch randomly."

Luo Chen looked at the old books with heat in his eyes, "Five Must-Learn Spells for Qi Refining", "Miscellaneous Talks on Hundred Herbs", "Changchun Art Qi Refining Chapter"...

They were all what he wanted, but unfortunately, he had no spirit stones!

If Wang Yuan sold all these things, plus those magic tools, he didn't know how much he would earn.

As far as he knew, one inferior magic tool had to start at at least one hundred low-grade spirit stones, and middle-grade or superior-grade ones were ridiculously expensive.

Killing people and seizing treasures is indeed the fastest way to make money in the cultivation world.

Unfortunately, he himself was not good at this kind of thing; he was just a duty-bound little cultivator who liked refining pills.

Sighing, he picked up the "Record of Six Domains Customs" that hadn't been sold yet, and Luo Chen read it with relish.

The six domains of the Far East each have six major sects that have produced Nascent Soul True Persons, such as the Yuding Sword Sect, Hehuan Sect, Divine Talisman Sect, and Yaowang Sect.

But besides these sects, within each major domain, there exist many small sects and cultivation families.

The vast territory and abundant resources have given birth to countless stunning figures.

Often, in every period of time, there will be strong people rising.

In the process of their rise, naturally, there is no lack of strange stories.

The author of this "Record of Six Domains Customs" is a ninth-layer Qi Refining cultivator who, because he had no hope of Foundation Establishment, wrote this book with the rest of his life.

Limited by his realm and knowledge, many things above are hearsay.

But it didn't prevent Luo Chen from glimpsing the tip of the iceberg of the cultivation world with the help of this book.

Just those corners made his heart sway and yearn.

"True Person Yuding swept the mountains and rivers with one sword, setting the domain; such customs are truly magnificent!"

After sighing, Luo Chen reluctantly put down the book and had to set up the stall.

"If you like reading, take it; this travelogue has too many errors, and it hasn't been sold for several months."

Wang Yuan said lightly, his finger lifted, and the book floated into Luo Chen's hand.

Luo Chen was very surprised, and then he was overjoyed.

"Thank you, Brother Wang, I'll return it to you when I finish reading."

Returning to the bluestone stall with the book, Old Daoist Chen couldn't wait to lean over.

Seeing that old face, Luo Chen smiled slightly, "Do you want to tell me how good business has been recently?"

"No, I want to tell you, remember to pay back the money!"

"Uh!"

Luo Chen was hit hard; just now he felt that there were many good people in the cultivation world.

However, after he displayed the pills, Old Daoist Chen still told him a piece of good news.

"Recently, many fellow Daoists have been asking you about Zhongmiao Pills; you kid are going to make a fortune!"