Chapter 42: Old Friend

Qinglin Market.

"I didn't expect this revenge to be so unexpectedly smooth..."

Fang Xing looked at the silver-white laser gun in his hand, a smile flashing on his face: "If I couldn't find the other party, I was prepared to use means like the 'Qi-Seeking Talisman'..."

It must be said that although these talismans from the Cultivation World are not as good as ordinary weapons of the interstellar era in terms of pure destructive power, they are very easy to use in other aspects.

For example, this kind of "Qi-Seeking Talisman," as long as you have a person's aura, you can find the other party within a certain range!

And the concealment talisman from last time saved Fang Xing's life.

Otherwise, he might have been found and killed by Lance's small animals...

But if it really came to that point, he would rather risk exposing the secret of time travel and hide in the other world.

Fang Xing walked out of the door and stretched comfortably.

At this moment, the neighboring house, originally Widow Shen's residence, opened, and a burly man in black walked out.

Seeing Fang Xing, he was also taken aback, then bowed and saluted: "Greetings, Fellow Daoist. I am 'Monster Catcher' Yu Xia, just moved in. From now on, we are neighbors."

"So it is Fellow Daoist Yu..."

Fang Xing returned the salute and smiled: "I was in seclusion before and only knew that the Sect sent people to clear the beast tide; I don't know how the battle is going?"

"So Fellow Daoist has been in seclusion these few days..." Yu Xia split his mouth: "With Foundation Establishment great cultivators making a move, naturally we won a complete victory. The Sect's Foundation Establishment great cultivators and the Zheng family's ancestor made a move, killing several Rank 2 monsters in one breath. Without the leaders, the remaining Rank 1 monsters were killed by us in large numbers, so this beast tide naturally resolved..."

"So the beast tide is already resolved?" Fang Xing was a bit dazed hearing this, secretly sighing in his heart that this was the Cultivation World after all, where the outcome of high-rank combat power determines everything.

"Yes, the prices of those ordinary daily necessities can finally come down. Damn it... I only hate that there are too many monster materials, and the prices have plummeted, affecting my business..." Since Yu Xia called himself a monster catcher, his main business was naturally hunting monsters.

But saying it now, not only was there no sense of decadence, but it also carried some pride.

"Haha, before clearing the beast tide, the Sect must have rewarded generously... I think it's enough to live for a while. When the time comes, the prices of monster materials will always slowly rise." Fang Xing said with a smile.

"Exactly so. It's a pity you didn't go together, Fellow Daoist... But two days later, the Zheng family is preparing to hold an auction to celebrate the successful end of the monster tide; you must go."

Yu Xia said.

"An auction? Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist."

Fang Xing bowed and walked toward the market street.

"Monster meat... monster meat on sale!"

"Top-quality 'Black Spirit Fruit,' only one spirit sand per piece..."

"Beast skin, beast tendon, beast bone, big price drop..."

In the market, it was still as lively as before.

Fang Xing even saw many more stalls, with all kinds of monster materials dazzling, simply making one feel overwhelmed.

"Hm, I can buy more monster meat, even store it; it's rare for the price to plummet..."

Fang Xing strolled around and nodded thoughtfully.

"Perhaps I should find an agent, whether it's to set up a stall for me to sell spirit herbs or to inquire about various news in the market. It's not bad. I bury my head in practicing martial arts alone, and the news is a bit blocked; I only knew about the auction because someone else told me..."

Now with the laser gun for self-defense, his actions had become a bit bolder.

Only with sufficient strength can one recruit others to do things for oneself without fear of backlash—because with a flip of the hand, one can suppress them.

But this matter was not urgent; it could be arranged and considered slowly.

"At least, before I start school, not urgent..."

Once school starts, the time Fang Xing can spend here will be much shorter, and every minute and every second must be used for practice; having a character who can be ordered around will be much more convenient.

Fang Xing came to a stall selling monster meat: "How do you sell this monster meat?"

The stall owner selling meat was a burly man, waving a bone-chopping knife, the blade flashing, and a bone was picked out, without a trace of flesh on it. He heard this and replied without raising his head: "Fifteen catties for one spirit stone!"

"Cheaper, how about thirty catties for one spirit stone?"

Fang Xing began to bargain.

Having stayed in Qinglin Market for a long time, he also gradually got used to the customs here, knowing that if one doesn't bargain when doing business, one will definitely be slaughtered!

"Are you kidding? Eighteen catties at most!" The meat stall owner glared, quite fierce.

Looking at his cultivation, he might be a late-stage Qi Condensation cultivator!

Unfortunately, he couldn't scare Fang Xing, who was carrying a laser gun: "Twenty-five catties!"

He bargained for a long time, and finally settled around twenty catties.

"Good, give me a hundred catties."

Fang Xing took out five low-grade spirit stones, secretly deciding to pickle the meat after going back: "This is a pig monster, right? Give me leg meat, the hind legs!"

"So many requirements..."

The meat stall owner was speechless, but still obediently cut according to Fang Xing's requirements.

After all, there were too many stalls selling monster materials now, and meat would easily rot if left for too long; selling a bit more was better than nothing.

"This leg meat is not bad, I can make ham after going back..."

As a martial artist, Fang Xing could carry a hundred catties as if it were nothing. He strolled around twice more and prepared to return to his shack to eat meat, practice, and wait for the auction.

On the way, he passed through the Yi Sector of the shack area.

As Fang Xing walked by, he could see a few heavily made-up women from time to time, half-leaning against the edge of their own doors, their eyes as if having hooks, staring straight at every passerby.

Occasionally, one or two martial artists would step forward, talk about the price, and then walk into the door, closing it heavily.

"Damn, one by one, lewd in broad daylight..."

Fang Xing spat and couldn't help but touch his money pouch: "This is only one spirit sand, which is much cheaper than the one low-grade spirit stone price at Listening Rain Tower... But that's not right; there are proper fairies in Listening Rain Tower who have also practiced special charm techniques, while these are all martial artists... The opportunities for us martial artists to properly pin cultivators under us are not many..."

Just as he was walking, a clamor suddenly came from the front.

Pa!

A figure was thrown out and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Fortunately, the person who made the move didn't want to hurt anyone, and this person just stood up after a donkey roll, patting the dust off his body: "Stinking bitch... if you don't sell, you don't sell, why make a move?"

"Hmph hmph... don't look at what kind of goods you are, you still want to eat old lady's fishy! Go back and drink your mother's foot-washing water!"

Hua Feiyue leaned lazily against the door, her scolding and laughing full of charm.

She was wearing a lotus leaf skirt, revealing a large expanse of snow-white plumpness on her chest, truly skin like congealed fat, beautiful and moving.

And in such a place, it was no wonder it caused misunderstanding.

After scolding the guy who mistook her for a half-hidden door, she glanced with the corner of her eye and saw Fang Xing again, and couldn't help but giggle: "If you looked as handsome as this little brother, old lady wouldn't be unable to consider it, and would even give you half a spirit stone for free!"

That patron's features couldn't be called ugly, but could only be considered unremarkable, and he glared at Fang Xing fiercely, obviously hating him together, which left Fang Xing speechless.

Was this an unprovoked disaster?

He complained in his heart, but smiled: "Fellow Daoist Hua, this is wrong..."

"Oh? Where is it wrong?" Hua Feiyue giggled.

"I am handsome and dashing... at least it's worth paying me a spirit stone." Fang Xing replied very naturally.

"Not bad, not bad, I'll give you a spirit stone!" Hua Feiyue hooked her finger.

Fang Xing walked into the door immediately, used a leopard tail kick, and closed the door heavily.

That patron could only curse and call them adulterers, and left in a huff under the disdainful and mocking eyes of others.

"Why... Little Brother really wants to take care of this sister's business?"

Hua Feiyue saw Fang Xing kick the door shut, a strange color flashed in her eyes, and she asked with a giggle.

"Why has Fellow Daoist fallen to this point?"

Fang Xing scanned the surroundings and saw that there was still some rice in the blue and white porcelain bowl on the stove, which was actually just ordinary rice.

"Sigh... offended the Black Tiger Gang, and broke with the boss, how dare I go out hunting? I can only stay in the market and seek self-protection... Most of my previous savings were spent, and a small part was used to buy healing pills, so can't I only be frugal?" Hua Feiyue's tone was somewhat resentful, staring straight at the pork Fang Xing was holding: "Little Brother's life is quite comfortable... actually having monster meat every meal!"

"I just do a little business, and the situation has been slightly better recently."

Fang Xing originally just prepared to come over and chat a few words.

But seeing Hua Feiyue's current situation, he was a bit moved.

This one was at least a Primordial martial artist, it was just that her brain wasn't quite right at first, going to be sworn siblings with cultivators, and in the end, she lost everything.

As a result, she mixed to the present, falling to the point of coveting his body... meat.

"Being able to have a business in the market is the dream of how many cultivators and martial artists... Unfortunately..."

Hua Feiyue didn't know what she thought of, and was truly somewhat dispirited.

Perhaps, she should be like Fifth Sister and leave this sad place?

Otherwise, if she continued to mix, she might really fall to the point of selling meat.

"Fellow Daoist Hua, don't be discouraged, here is ten catties of monster meat, please accept it."

Fang Xing thought for a moment, preparing to give some sweetness first.

After all, it was his first visit, so he had to bring some gifts, and this Sister Hua was now helpless and good at dancing, perhaps she would be a good shopkeeper candidate in the future?

Even if the deal between the two sides didn't work out in the future, sending some monster meat now was nothing; anyway, it wasn't worth much.

"Little Brother..."

Hua Feiyue was truly somewhat moved, her beautiful eyes flowing with waves, and she giggled: "Could it be... you've taken a fancy to this sister? Unfortunately, this sister has no spirit stones..." ===== CHAPTER 43 =====