Changsheng Xiuxian: I can see through everything

Chapter 358: Night Visit to the Ghost Market (Please Subscribe)

President Hu smiled.

"Our Tianfu Chamber of Commerce may be mediocre in other aspects, but we have never made a mistake in gathering intelligence. Island Master Chen, rest assured!"

Chen Xuan pondered and asked, "Do you know the identity of the person in charge of the Ghost Market and his strength?"

He knew in his heart that there must be dealings between the Tianfu Chamber of Commerce and the person in charge of the Ghost Market.

"This is not something I can tell Island Master Chen. However, the people in charge of the Ghost Market are generally composed of three groups: independent cultivators, demon cultivators, and monster cultivators. Their strength is comparable to that of a Jindan True Person."

Chen Xuan asked again: "Is there any way for me to enter the Ghost Market?"

"If someone else asks, there's nothing I can do."

President Hu chuckled and took out a jade token.

"This jade token allows you to enter and exit the Ghost Market freely. It represents VIP status. But if it is seized by the sect, it will have nothing to do with our Tianfu Chamber of Commerce!"

Chen Xuan understood immediately.

"Thank you, President Hu!"

Chen Xuan thanked him, took the jade token and left.

President Hu stood up and saw Chen Xuan off.

Back in the VIP room, an elderly scholar appeared from the void, with a thin and strange appearance and full of energy.

"Elder Wan, Chen Xuan has been lured to the Ghost Market. What should we do next?"

"What should we do? What happens to Chen Xuan has nothing to do with our Tianfu Chamber of Commerce!"

The old scholar said coldly: "We are just a chamber of commerce. We will do business with whoever pays the most!"

"What a pity, Chen Xuan is a good person!"

President Hu sighed.

"Times are tough, so what if you're a good person? These days, it's even harder for good people to survive!"

……

"Ten days from now, the Ghost Market will open. It's only a thousand miles away from Lingyun City..."

The distance of more than a thousand miles could be reached in one hour for Chen Xuan at this time.

Chen Xuan did not waste any time and casually bought a black robe to conceal his aura and a monkey mask in Lingyun Fairy City.

After leaving Lingyun Fairy City, he changed into a black robe and a monkey mask in a remote place and went to the ghost market alone.

The black robe can conceal his magical aura, and the monkey mask can protect him from divine detection.

If they don't fight, it will be difficult for other cultivators to find out his true identity.

However, even if his true identity was known, it would not matter.

"They are all extremely vicious and criminals, so it's better to be careful!"

The ghost market is a mixed bag, with not only demon cultivators but also monster cultivators, and none of them are easy to deal with!

Chen Xuan naturally had to make preparations in advance just in case.

Use the Thunder Array to protect yourself, the Flowing Lightning Escape Technique to escape, and the Wanli Golden Light Talisman to save your life.

And these are just small trails.

The divine power of the divine eye, the law of heaven and earth, the Pure Yang sword formation, the purple sky divine thunder, any one of them can be used to easily fight across levels.

"My current strength is comparable to that of a Jindan Zhenren!"

Chen Xuan pondered in his heart.

"No, he is much stronger than an ordinary Jindan Zhenren, and should be comparable to a Jindan Zhenren!"

Late the next night, the waning moon was like a hook, and a desolate valley was filled with thick fog.

A black-robed monk wearing a monkey mask walked into the valley entrance shrouded in mountain fog.

"Someone stop!"

A tall and thin figure with a mysterious appearance and hoarse voice appeared in front of Chen Xuan.

"Do you have an invitation token?"

Chen Xuan didn't reply. He took out the jade token given to him by President Hu and handed it over.

The slender figure nodded and waved back. From the shadow of the mountain fog, four ghost beasts pulled a carriage and slowly came.

"Get in the car."

Chen Xuan got on the carriage without hesitation. The carriage was quite spacious and already held seven monks.

"Eight people, it's full, you can go first!"

The coachman gave some instructions and drove the ghost beast carriage straight into the heart of the valley.

In the carriage, the seven monks, like him, all covered their bodies tightly and wore masks.

About an hour later.

"We're here." Following the coachman's reminder, Chen Xuan followed everyone out of the carriage.

Looking around, it was an old and deserted market town with dim lights and shadows.

After checking the jade token again, the guard let Chen Xuan and others into the ghost market.

There are no proper shops on the street, only small stalls and vendors, and few pedestrians.

There was no shouting. The monks all hid their identities, kept their distance, and observed the environment vigilantly.

Even those who were interested in doing business would change their voices and lower their volume, and would look around furtively from time to time when communicating with the stall owners.

Chen Xuan used his divine power of clairvoyance and spiritual perception.

The entire ghost market is in full view.

Among the more than 300 stalls, there are only a dozen genuine items, and the rest are counterfeit and shoddy items.

There are six or seven hundred cultivators in the Ghost Market, most of whom are at the Foundation Establishment stage.

There are only a handful of people in the Jindan realm.

Three people gathered in the largest shop in the middle of the ghost market.

"A spiritual cultivator, a demon cultivator, and a monster cultivator, facing off!"

Chen Xuan chuckled.

He patiently walked from one end of the street to the other in the ghost market, collecting the genuine items.

The high-quality material Explosive Flame Crystal used to refine a third-level fire-attribute magic weapon can greatly increase the power of the magic weapon's flames by adding just three grams of it.

The main ingredients of the foundation-building pill are the five-hundred-year-old Jade Ganoderma Seven-Star Flower and the seven-hundred-year-old Seven-Colored Treasure Spirit Flower.

Things like this are only 20% to 30% off the normal market price.

Chen Xuan was not polite at all. After asking the price, he directly paid with spirit stones to buy it.

There are also quite a few niche goods.

The flying jade bone zombie is comparable to the middle stage of foundation building. It is invulnerable to swords and spears, stronger than gold and stone, can fly in the sky and hide in the ground, and is an excellent helper in the battle between magic cultivators.

The Ten Thousand Demonic Ghost Banner has already collected nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine ghosts. If one more ghost is refined into the banner, its quality will be upgraded to that of a magic treasure, which can directly attack the soul of a cultivator and is extremely powerful.

As for various poisons, hidden weapons, and magic weapons, they are countless and have everything!
Chen Xuan did not buy these evil things even if they were genuine.

In the ghost market, buying and selling depends entirely on your eyesight. Quality cannot be guaranteed and no returns are accepted. After the transaction is completed, the consequences are at your own risk.

But in the eyes of Chen Xuan, who has the supernatural power of clairvoyance, he can tell whether it is true or false at a glance.

The streets of the ghost market were not long, and Chen Xuan patiently walked back and forth twice from beginning to end.

I spent five or six hundred thousand spirit stones to buy more than a dozen genuine items.

After returning, I can sell it to Tianfu Chamber of Commerce and earn at least one million spirit stones.

This made Chen Xuan quite happy.

The ghost market is still better.

The genuine products are mixed in with the fakes, and the prices are cheap, so he can easily pick up a bargain.

However, Chen Xuan soon discovered that the stall owners looked at him with extremely unpleasant expressions.

Everyone wanted to eat him.

"Yes, they also know these are genuine. One is real and nine are fake, mixed in with the goods to fish for bait."

Whether it is high-quality materials or precious spiritual plants, others cannot tell the authenticity. For Chen Xuan, it is just a matter of taking another look.

Due to the rules of the Ghost Market, these people did not dare to act recklessly inside, but they must have hated Chen Xuan in their hearts.

Many authentic items still bear the tracking marks of these stall owners.

Chen Xuan didn't take it to heart at all.

Looking at a group of cultivators in the foundation-building stage for a second longer would be a courtesy to them.

Seeing that nothing was missed, Chen Xuan went straight into the largest shop in the middle.

The dark attribute flying sword magic weapon he needed was sold in this shop.

Compared to the stalls outside, this shop sells only genuine products.

Therefore, the price is not low, only 20% to 30% lower than the normal market price.

Chen Xuan observed for a while and understood.

The magic weapons, elixirs, talismans, etc. displayed on the shelves are all stolen goods.

A servant came forward to greet him.

"What do you need, my dear guest?"

"I need a magical flying sword."

Chen Xuan went straight to the point.

"Please follow me." Entered the VIP room at the back of the store.

A shopkeeper of higher status received him personally.

"What kind of flying sword magic weapon does your distinguished guest require?"

"Light attribute, or dark attribute."

The shopkeeper nodded.

Turn around and go out.

Not long after, he came back with a sword box in his hand.

When he opened it, he saw a dark flying sword inside.

Like a black hole, it sucked in all the spiritual energy around it.

Not only that, the light around it is bent into a ring and is constantly swallowed by it.

After just one glance, Chen Xuan felt dazed.

The black flying sword's powerful gravitational force even pulled up and distorted time, slowing down its flow.

"Pull up the time!"

Chen Xuan was secretly shocked.

Although the effect is limited to the three-foot range of the black flying sword, it has the power to distort space and slow down time.

"What a sword!"

Chen Xuan couldn't help but praise sincerely.

The grade of this dark attribute flying sword magic weapon exceeded his expectations.

"Fellow Daoist, you are a connoisseur! This is called the Dark Star Sword, and it is forged from the essence of meteorites from outer space."

"How many spirit stones?"

"Five hundred thousand spirit stones, no bargaining!"

"it is good!"

This price is not expensive, but too cheap.

Chen Xuan estimated that the normal market price was at least one million spirit stones.

This is much more precious than the Thunder Sword, Ice Sword, and Wind Sword.

It is more powerful than the light-attribute flying sword.

Chen Xuan didn't hesitate, took out the spirit stone and took it quickly.

Chen Xuan put away the Dark Star Sword and was suddenly startled.

There were actually three tracking marks on the hilt of the Dark Star Sword.

They belong to spiritual cultivation, demonic cultivation, and demonic cultivation respectively.

"So, this is the treasure of their Ghost Market!"

Chen Xuan smiled.

Without saying anything, he turned around and left.

His spiritual awareness is far superior to that of cultivators of the same level and is comparable to that of a Golden Core True Person.

If it were an ordinary cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage, it would be impossible to detect it.

At this time, Chen Xuan could sense that several spiritual senses were repeatedly spying on him, as if trying to test his strength.

Chen Xuan remained calm and secretly evaluated the strength of the owners of these spiritual senses in his mind.

They all have the strength of a Jindan Zhenren.

However, one is filled with evil spirit and the other is filled with demonic spirit.

As time passed and the sky gradually brightened, the ghost market was about to close, and both customers and vendors were leaving one after another.

Chen Xuan walked out of the ghost market calmly, neither fast nor slow.

Visiting the ghost market at night was fruitful.

He is indeed a person who possesses the divine power of clairvoyance and can see through everything!
Not far from the ghost market, Chen Xuan came to an ancient tree in a desolate mountain, sat down, and waited quietly.

really.

After a few dozen breaths, a dozen masked monks came from three directions, forming a triangle and surrounding him.

The burly man in the middle, wearing a jackal mask, had reached the perfect foundation-building stage.

"Fellow Daoists, what advice do you have?"

Chen Xuan scanned the area with his spiritual sense, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The dozen or so people are quite powerful, all of them are at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Among them, there are also many demon cultivators.

"To tell you the truth, return our genuine product and I will spare your life."

When the genuine product was sold, he began to have evil thoughts.

Chen Xuan nodded and said, "I see! Isn't it said that once you buy something, you can't regret it?"

"That's the rule of the Ghost Market! This is outside the Ghost Market!"

The jackal-masked man said coldly.

"Go away! I'm in a good mood today and don't want to start a killing spree!"

Chen Xuan shouted.

"Good boy!"

“So arrogant!”

"Boss Wolf, don't waste time talking to him, just kill him!"

There was a commotion among the crowd.

But no one came forward.

These monks who live among the common people are all very cunning.

Seeing Chen Xuan so calm and composed, they were all afraid and did not dare to step forward easily.

At this time, the monk with the jackal mask was being provoked by the crowd and was unable to move forward or backward.

He raised a magical sword that had been refined hundreds of times. It shone with cold light, and the chill lowered the temperature within ten feet of the area.

"Fellow Daoist, return my genuine artifact to me. Then we can leave this matter at that!"

"Stubborn!"

Chen Xuan sighed, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.

It was as if a cold wind was blowing past.

"Could it be that you still want to take action? You don't know how high the heavens are and how immature the earth is..."

The monk with the jackal mask sensed Chen Xuan's murderous intent and snorted coldly. He was prepared and was about to use the magic weapon, the Hundred Refined Sword, but his pupils suddenly contracted, as if he had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world.

Chen Xuan stood there, seemingly not moving.

In fact, in a very short half breath, Chen Xuan had already raised the Golden Sword, swung it lightly, drew a golden arc, and disappeared in a flash.

"What a fast flying sword!"

The monk with the jackal mask was horrified, but fortunately he was prepared and had already raised his Hundred Refinements Sword to block Chen Xuan's Golden Sword.

however.

There was a "ding" sound.

The top-grade magic weapon, the Hundred Refined Sword, which he had always been proud of, was like tofu and was easily broken into two pieces by Chen Xuan's Golden Gang Sword.

The remaining power of the Golden Sword has not diminished.

"puff!"

The monk with the jackal mask threw down half of his precious sword and covered his neck tightly with both hands, but he still couldn't stop the bright red blood from gushing out.

With his eyes wide open in disbelief, his head suddenly fell forward and hit a pile of withered yellow leaves.

The headless corpse remained stiff for a few breaths, then fell backwards. Blood gushed out from the broken neck like a fountain, staining a large area of wasteland red.

"how is this possible?"

Just one sword.

Before he could even see the power of Chen Xuan's sword, the headless body of the jackal-masked monk collapsed to the ground.

The rest of the people, after taking a look at the corpse of the jackal-masked monk, couldn't help but step back a few steps and gasp.

These people often commit robberies and murders in the ghost market, and they know each other well.

The monk with the jackal mask has reached the perfect stage of foundation building and is the strongest among them. He has always been the leader.

Chen Xuan had no intention of holding back.

The Golden Sword was like a golden rainbow, leaving a trail of afterimages.

More than a dozen masked foundation-building cultivators, whether they were spiritual cultivators or demonic cultivators, were killed with one sword no matter how they resisted or dodged.

The simple flying sword shot required no skill at all, but it fully demonstrated the speed and power of the flying sword.

"Do not……"

Many people feel as if their throats are strangled and they can no longer make a sound after just saying one word.

It’s not that they don’t want to dodge, but Chen Xuan’s flying sword is too fast, so fast that they can’t react at all.

After just a few breaths, more than a dozen Ghost Market monks fell to the desolate ground with blood splattering from their necks, and the bright red blood soaked the nameless grass on the ground.

(End of this chapter)