I Built A Family Of Immortal Cultivators

Chapter 39: Rumors of the Black Market

Without drinking tea, Lin Qing explained his purpose to Fellow Daoist Wang, specifically mentioning that he wanted to broaden his knowledge of formations.

After the incident last time, Fellow Daoist Wang knew that Lin Qing was a first-grade superior formation master, so it was normal for him to have such thoughts, and he didn't ask further. However, just like the cultivator in the Wujizong's technique store, Fellow Daoist Wang shook his head and said, "Master Lin, second-grade formation books are not for sale. It's not just formation books, but also alchemy and refining books. Once they reach the second grade, they are not sold to the public."

"But..." Fellow Daoist Wang looked at Lin Qing as he spoke.

"Is it possible to obtain them by joining the Bai Bao Tower?" Lin Qing interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"That's right." Fellow Daoist Wang nodded. "Indeed, that's the case. I won't hide it from you. Outside, you can only buy first-grade formation books. No force will sell second-grade formation books. It's similar to not being able to see Purple Mansion stage techniques outside. These are all means for various forces to win people over. Otherwise, why would they want you to join their forces, right?"

"I understand." Lin Qing nodded. He couldn't come into contact with these things before because his cultivation level was too low. Now that he could, he realized that everything had already been graded. If he wanted to obtain more valuable things, he would have to pay more.

At this point, Fellow Daoist Wang suddenly looked at Lin Qing and asked, "Master Lin, how about the medium-grade spirit stones from last time?"

"They were naturally good. Thank you for your kindness last time," Lin Qing replied.

However, Fellow Daoist Wang seemed somewhat embarrassed at this moment. He looked at Lin Qing and whispered, "Master Lin, do you still need them? If you do, I still have some."

Lin Qing was about to refuse since he had already broken through the bottleneck from the sixth layer of Qi Refining to the seventh layer, and there wasn't much difference in using low-grade spirit stones for daily cultivation. But when he looked at Fellow Daoist Wang, Lin Qing suddenly had a thought.

"I do need two more. Do you have them, Fellow Daoist Wang?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Fellow Daoist Wang said repeatedly. Although two stones weren't many, they were still a source of income for him.

Afterward, Lin Qing exchanged two hundred and thirty low-grade spirit stones for Fellow Daoist Wang's two medium-grade spirit stones. After the exchange, Fellow Daoist Wang became much happier. He said to Lin Qing, "Master Lin, if you really want second-grade formation books, there is still a way. During my time at Xuan Yu Square, I heard that there is a so-called black market beneath the shops on the surface. Perhaps they might have them."

"A black market?" Lin Qing looked at Fellow Daoist Wang in surprise. He didn't expect that two medium-grade spirit stones could exchange for this information. He had been in Xuan Yu Square for so many years, but he had never heard of this.

"I don't know where it is," Lin Qing asked.

"I haven't been there, but I heard it's in a place called Fantong Restaurant in the mortal area outside Xuan Yu Square. It shouldn't be difficult to find if you want to go, Master Lin," Fellow Daoist Wang replied.

"I see. Thank you for your guidance, Fellow Daoist. I'll take my leave now," Lin Qing said, cupping his hands.

"Take care, Master Lin. It's my duty not to send you off. By the way, please don't mention that I told you about it," Fellow Daoist Wang said.

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I understand."

Lin Qing bid farewell to Fellow Daoist Wang and returned to his own shop.

Although he was somewhat disappointed that he couldn't buy formation books, he still gained something. At least he now knew that there was a black market outside Xuan Yu Square. Lin Qing thought to himself that he might go and take a look in a few days.

Not long after returning to his shop, the female cultivator who had returned the cleaning formation last time entered the shop again. Lin Qing looked at her curiously, wondering what she was here for this time. Could it be that she wanted to buy back the formation she returned last time? Lin Qing couldn't help but smile at the thought.

Fortunately, this female cultivator did not mention the matter of the cleaning formation again, but instead looked at the formations in the shop for a while before asking Lin Qing:

"Shopkeeper, can your Xuanmu Formation trap a middle-grade first-tier demonic beast?"

"Of course," Lin Qing replied. His Xuanmu Formation could naturally trap a middle-grade first-tier demonic beast, but as for the effect, it could trap a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator for quite a while, while a early-stage Qi Refining cultivator might only be trapped for a few breaths.

But this had nothing to do with him as a seller of formations. The item was definitely not a problem, but how to use it was up to the buyer.

Lin Qing might have reminded her before, but after selling so many, he didn't bother anymore. After all, the effect was clearly stated, and how to use it was the buyer's own problem.

Upon hearing Lin Qing's words, a faint smile appeared on the calm face of the female cultivator. She then directly took out ten spirit stones and handed them to Lin Qing.

"Shopkeeper, thank you for helping me retreat from the formation last time. I'll buy a Xuanmu Formation."

Lin Qing accepted the spirit stones and handed her a set of Xuanmu Formation.

Watching her leave with the formation in hand, Lin Qing felt somewhat puzzled. Last time, she had to borrow a cleaning formation to retreat, but now she readily handed over ten spirit stones. How much time had passed? Moreover, she didn't seem like someone with a powerful backing. Daring to refine pills at the third level of Qi Refining showed great courage.

The several encounters with this female cultivator had left Lin Qing with several doubts, but he didn't pay too much attention to them. Everyone had their own experiences, so it was best to focus on oneself.

In the following days, Lin Qing thought about the black market and left the Xuan Yu Lane.

When Lin Qing entered Xuan Yu Lane back then, due to the incident with the Blood Sea Old Demon, the inspections were so strict that he had prepared to spend more spirit stones. But now, as Lin Qing stood outside Xuan Yu Lane, there was no one inspecting the cultivators coming and going. As long as they paid the spirit stones at the entrance, they could enter.

The lack of inspections was not due to the extermination of the Qingmu Sect by the Blood Sea Old Demon.

It was simply because so many years had passed, and the event that had shocked the entire Xuan Yu Lane, the destruction of the Qingmu Sect, had long been submerged in the flow of time. Except for cultivators like Lin Qing who had unforgettable memories of it, other cultivators at most occasionally remembered it as idle talk and sighed a few times.

No one cared anymore.

It was said that the Blood Sea Old Demon was still alive and well today. The last Qingmu Sect had brought them great gains. I wonder where they are now, enjoying themselves.

And the wanted posters for the Blood Sea Old Demon and his ten disciples were still posted next to the entrance of Xuan Yu Lane. After so many years, the yellow paper had not fallen off, but the writing had faded a lot.

Looking at the wanted poster of the Blood Sea Old Demon, Lin Qing couldn't help but feel a little trance-like, thinking of the vanished Qingmu Sect.

The Qingmu Sect had left him with too much, but until now, Lin Qing had not heard of the rebuilding of the Qingmu Sect. It was as if there had never been a market there.

Leaving the entrance of Xuan Yu Lane, Lin Qing began to look for the ordinary communication restaurant mentioned by Fellow Daoist Wang, but he didn't walk for long before he got on a horse-drawn carriage driven by a mortal.

There were simply too many mortals around Xuan Yu Lane. The gathering place for mortals in Qingmu Sect was not small, but compared to Xuan Yu Lane, it was like a small fish in a big pond, not even one-tenth the size. Such a large area was not something that could be easily reached.

"The Ordinary Communication Restaurant? Please sit tight, sir," said the mortal driving the carriage. With a flick of the reins, the carriage started to move.

(End of this chapter)