Myriad Spirits Immortal Clan

The entrance to Taichang Market was very wide, unlike the narrow paths of Taihang Market.

Here, there was only one broad avenue, and only Zifu cultivators could freely fly within the market.

Above the entrance, it was also different, filled with a red glow, and the sky here was fixed.

“Although this sky has an element of flattery, it is the most authentic sky!” Ye Haiyi transmitted his voice meaningfully from the side.

Ye Jingcheng also looked at the highest mountain in the distance.

Then, he shook his head, turned around, and continued to look at both sides of the valley. Upon entering the valley entrance, they saw several cultivators in Daoist robes guarding the market entrance:

“Entering the market requires a payment of two spirit stones and a stay is limited to five days. After that, every ten additional days will cost an extra spirit stone upon departure, with any period less than ten days counted as ten days!” The wide-faced cultivator at the head was exceptionally serious, and his gaze towards the two of them was somewhat contemptuous.

However, this contempt made them quite satisfied.

After all, they were indeed relatively weak rogue cultivators now.

While they hesitated, many cultivators paid their spirit stones, obtained a token, and entered the market.

Ye Jingcheng had long heard about the need to pay spirit stones for large markets, and although he felt a little heartache.

Fortunately, this time the spirit stones were charged to the family account.

Otherwise, staying in the market would cost three spirit stones a month, which was higher than the most basic annual salary of a Qi training mid-stage cultivator in the Ye family!

“Keep the token safe. You will be expelled without it. Also, do not cause trouble or engage in fights in the market. Otherwise, you cannot bear the consequences!” The wide-faced cultivator finished speaking, took out two tokens, and slapped them onto the two of them.

The two of them were not annoyed, took the tokens, and walked inside.

Passing through a gatehouse and seeing the bustling streets, a feeling of豁然开朗 (sudden enlightenment/broadening of horizons) arose spontaneously.

This was not just a market; it was clearly a city of cultivators!

What they had just entered was a city gate.

On both sides of the city gate were various alchemy and artifact refining shops.

At the entrance of the shops, there were cultivators dressed in coarse linen clothes, looking towards the city gate.

They would approach and chat up cultivators who were dressed luxuriously and exuded an air of nobility.

On the other hand, no one came to Ye Jingcheng and his grandfather. After a long time, a thin, dark-faced cultivator walked over.

“Are you two seniors visiting Taichang Market for the first time?”

“Fellow Daoist, please don't belittle my grandfather and me. Without Foundation Establishment, how can we talk about seniors and juniors?”

“But having said that, my grandfather and I are indeed visiting this market for the first time!”

“This market truly deserves to be called a immortal sect market, far surpassing other markets!” Ye Haiyi said.

“That is of course. Golden Core cultivators are stationed in this market all year round. There are four Golden Core family forces and seven Zifu forces. Foundation Establishment forces are as numerous as carps crossing the river. Opening stores here requires at least Foundation Establishment strength, so it is naturally incomparable to other markets!”

“Moreover, most rogue cultivators wait here for two grand events!”

“The first is the Ascension Conference, where martial arts are used to compete for opportunities to enter the Taiyi Sect. Even rogue cultivators like you and me, as long as we have decent talent or a skill, have a chance!”

“The second is the auction. Not only are Foundation Establishment Pills sold at this auction, but it is said that the grand auction held every thirty years also features Zifu spiritual objects for sale!”

“There are still two weeks until the auction. When it gets closer, this city gate will be full of cultivators!” The thin-faced youth spoke with a sense of pride.

He gestured with his hands, encompassing the city gate and the end of the street.

Ye Jingcheng also observed that only a few of the shops at the city gate did not have three stories.

In the market, the background strength of a shop can be judged by the number of floors. Qi training is one floor, Foundation Establishment forces are two floors, and Zifu forces are three floors!

This is the same as Taihang Market.

“Senior, would you like a guide? I have lived in the market since I was a child!” The dark-faced cultivator still spoke.

Of course, he was also taking a chance.

Because he saw that the two of them spoke unusually, one at the ninth level of Qi training and one at the eighth level of Qi training.

And most importantly, they were willing to talk.

“What are your fees?”

“Three spirit stones for two days, covering all market needs. I have also summarized the advantages and disadvantages of each shop, and I can even explain the forces behind them…” Speaking of fees, the thin-faced cultivator was overjoyed.

This was a sign of a deal, and he began to show off his knowledge in a formatted manner.

“An old friend just sent me a message, sorry!” Ye Haiyi then walked away directly.

Ye Jingcheng immediately followed beside him, but his sickly face looked a little tired.

Leaving the cultivator with self-doubt, he could only retreat dejectedly.

Ye Jingcheng followed Ye Haiyi down the street.

He recalled a steward that his elder brother Ye Jingteng had told him about.

But this time, they had come incognito, so naturally they couldn't make a big show here.

Passing through the street and turning to the side, there was a plaza. In the center of the plaza was a pillar covered with various beast纹 (patterns/motifs).

This pillar also emitted spiritual light, and seemed to be an extraordinary treasure.

Surrounding the pillar, arranged in a circle outwards, were a large number of stalls.

As Ye Jingcheng looked around, he felt that there were treasures everywhere, and he was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

The lively scene inside also made him a little curious.

Compared to the dazzling array of shops, the treasures on these stalls were more attractive to rogue cultivators and young cultivators.

After all, it has always been said that rogue cultivators are short-sighted, and there are many treasures to be picked up.

Of course, Ye Jingcheng also knew that this was an exaggeration.

It was just an atmosphere created by the rogue cultivators, but in fact, these rogue cultivators were very shrewd, and their ability to observe words and expressions even surpassed some family cultivators.

Of course, for Ye Jingcheng, he also had an advantage. He could identify good spiritual plant seeds and spiritual beasts.

"Brother Tang!" A voice rang out from afar, followed by a fat, big-eared cultivator who waddled over.

"Brother Meng!" Ye Haiyi also clasped his hands in greeting.

The two embraced.

After a long while, they looked at Ye Jingcheng.

"Haobo is quite impressive. I haven't seen him in years, and he's already at the eighth level of Qi training!"

"Uncle Meng is too kind!" Ye Jingcheng also spoke.

From the jade slip, he knew this person's information. This man was named Meng Xuan, a close friend of Old Master Tang!

He also ran a reselling business in the market. He had two sons, but neither had spiritual roots. Only one grandson had three spiritual roots, whom he treasured greatly, and Meng Xuan even had thoughts of sending him to a sect.

"The room is arranged. Shall we take a look around, or go directly?"

"Let's take a look around. This time, it's for Haobo's illness!" Ye Haiyi sighed involuntarily, his face full of sorrow.

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate. Perhaps Haobo's illness will be cured when he breaks through to Foundation Establishment!" Meng Xuan said, then fell silent.

Ye Jingcheng then began to browse the stalls, but his previous thoughts were clearly a bit optimistic. Although there were spiritual beast cubs for sale, their potential for growth was not very high.

Or rather, there were plenty of people with keen eyes here. Any good spiritual beast cubs would have been bought long ago or put into a large auction.

However, there was no shortage of high-quality magical artifacts, ores, and pills being sold.

Of course, most were ordinary magical artifacts, basic spells, ordinary materials, and even cultivation insights and artifact refinement insights, with prices that were not low.

It was evident that this world placed great importance on inheritance.

Besides that, there were also quite a few spiritual herbs and spiritual herb seeds.

Ye Jingcheng even saw many rare spiritual herbs, and even found several spiritual herbs for the Five Poison Bees to advance, spending dozens of spiritual stones, haggling several times, and finally threatening to leave before the stall owner relented.

"Haobo, not bad, you have some of your grandfather's demeanor. These stall owners all have the idea of ripping off whoever they can, so you must not be lenient!" Meng Xuan said from the side.

"I'm truly embarrassed by my lack of spiritual stones, Uncle Meng!" Ye Jingcheng shook his head with a wry smile.

"Haobo, the stalls will be unprecedentedly grand three days before the auction. At that time, even Foundation Establishment cultivators will set up stalls!" Meng Xuan continued to add from the side.

Then, after looking at the sky and exchanging a glance with Ye Haiyi.

Meng Xuan led Ye Jingcheng and Ye Haiyi towards a group of bungalows.

This place was mostly where rogue cultivators lived, much cheaper than an inn.

It was only one spiritual stone per month. Of course, don't think it's little, because if you leave, you have to pay one spiritual stone every ten days.

That was the bigger number.

Some rogue cultivators didn't even dare to leave the market!

And that was the brilliance of the market, either create benefits within the market, or be exploited if you leave!

Of course, there were many places within the market to create revenue, such as guides, waiters, and stalls, all of which could generate spiritual stone income.

You should know that the stalls in the square, except for the central circle, were free of charge.

This was even better than the Taihang Market.

Within the bungalow area, there were many rogue cultivators living, including female rogue cultivators. Ye Jingcheng even saw Xu Xiuqing not far away, who was also here.

Seeming to sense Ye Jingcheng's gaze, Xu Xiuqing also looked up and then walked over.

"This little girl thanks the two fellow Daoists for their great kindness!"

"It's the fairy's own exquisite magic, it has nothing to do with this old man!" Ye Haiyi didn't want to pay attention to her.

He turned around directly and walked into the house that Meng Xuan had prepared for Ye Jingcheng and him.

Ye Jingcheng naturally followed closely.

The arrangement of the house was very simple, a bed, a table, and three stools, which would be slightly shabby even in the mortal world.

However, in the world of cultivation, it was one spiritual stone a month, which was extremely ironic.

Ye Haiyi took out a formation and arranged it around the room.

After setting it up, he directly took out a jade slip and crushed it on the spot.

This jade slip was a sensory jade slip.

In the cultivation world, communication was divided into two types, one was the sensory jade slip, and the other was the sound transmission talisman.

The former left no trace, the information was extremely small, and it needed to be agreed upon in advance, while the latter could transmit a lot of content and break through formations, but there would also be a ray of spiritual light.

Of course, there was also a common point, both had a certain distance limit.

For example, in the market here, it was impossible to transmit a message to the family.

After transmitting the jade slip, Ye Haiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

As if half of the matter was completed.

Ye Jingcheng took out some tea leaves and began to brew tea. Of course, this tea was ordinary mortal tea.

As rogue cultivators, drinking tea all day long was not in line with their current sickly and rogue cultivator persona.

After pouring a cup for Ye Haiyi, the latter looked at Ye Jingcheng thoughtfully:

"Do you think Grandpa is being too cautious?"

Ye Jingcheng shook his head, but there was still a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Only to see Ye Haiyi pull open his sleeve, and the once red thousand rat, now transformed into a miniature version, was actually inside.

"The Li family, Xu family, Mo family, Chen family, and Chu family have all sent people..." Ye Haiyi sighed.

Although he didn't use his divine sense, the red thousand rat's ability to track scents from thousands of miles away was unmistakable.

Over the years, the Ye family had naturally figured out the key figures of the major families.

"But don't be too nervous, normally speaking, no one knows that someone from the Ye family has been here!"

"Including our seller!" Ye Haiyi was quite confident.

Ye Jingcheng also nodded.

"There will be an alchemist auction in a few days. Your illness is due to an incompatible innate spiritual root. Remember not to expose it. Also, stay away from that woman surnamed Xu!"

"At least for these two months, you must do so!" Perhaps feeling that he was being too harsh.

Ye Haiyi added a few more sentences.

Ye Jingcheng nodded. At this moment, anything related to Taihang Market could expose them.