Immortality and cultivation begin with drawing talismans...

Chapter 7 Local Cultivators Scam and Deceive
"Er Niu's meaning is almost obvious: the Zhou family of Beast Taming has a tradition of talisman making. But thinking about it, it makes sense, after all, the Zhou family of Beast Taming has a foundation of hundreds of years."

Looking at the night outside, Lin Chang'an frowned and finally sighed.

"I never thought that I was busy with spirit crystals before, but less than half a year later, I've started to plan for a mid-grade first-tier talisman-making technique. Human nature is indeed greedy."

Lin Chang'an smiled and shook his head. A first-grade low-level talisman, ranging from spirit crystals to spirit stones.

The range for a mid-grade first-tier talisman is even greater, starting at three spirit stones.

"It's not that there aren't any outside, but they are all controlled by a very small number of cultivators, and they also occasionally appear at some auctions."

"However, the downside of joining a cultivation family is the lack of freedom. But with such a large-scale development of the market this time, things will probably not be peaceful for the next two or three years. At this time, the conditions offered by the major families will be more generous."

Lin Chang'an was analyzing things in secret, while his hands were also busy.

He continuously controlled the Green Bamboo Sword, moving it in and out of the storage bag.

As night deepened and the market fell silent, Lin Chang'an finally looked up and gazed outside.

"Let's go to the black market first, try our luck, and most importantly, exchange some spirit crystals."

Lin Chang'an then took the thick stack of first-grade low-level Divine Speed ​​Talismans he had drawn during this period and put them into his storage bag.

He also put the Green Bamboo Sword into his storage bag. During his spare time, he kept controlling the magical artifact to move in and out of the storage bag, which was not just a novelty.

Rather, it's to find the best spot so that the magical artifact can be taken out immediately.

“Selling some low-grade first-tier talismans for poor people, what kind of mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator would want these? Unless they’re desperate for money.”

Staring at the mirror, Lin Chang'an smiled, but the next moment his facial muscles began to twitch, and even his physique changed somewhat.

A figure with a fleshy face and a fierce appearance appeared, a stark contrast to his previous appearance.

Looking at the skill he hadn't used in a long time, Lin Chang'an smiled with satisfaction.

"This greatly increases the safety of going to the black market."

Before entering the world of cultivation, he practiced martial arts in the mortal realm. As the saying goes, "If you learn both literary and martial arts, you can serve the emperor." So he chose to go to the capital.

Unexpectedly, by sheer chance, he encountered Master Lu, the Immortal Master, in the Prince's Mansion, which led to his subsequent twenty years of cultivation.

"However, we cannot be careless."

After using the master-level concealment technique, he hid his aura at the second level of Qi Refining.

With this skill, Lin Chang'an was confident that unless one was a cultivator at the sixth level of Qi Refining or above, ordinary cultivators at the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining would not be able to see through it.

Looking at his appearance, Lin Chang'an nodded in satisfaction. He changed into a black robe and hat, and before leaving, he took a mortal sword he had bought earlier from the doorway.

……

As night fell, a number of people were already gathered in a shantytown on the outskirts of the market.

This is the so-called black market. Besides selling things that can't be seen in the light of day or that people are afraid of having something on their minds, there's something even more important here: the stall fees are extremely low.

Monster meat, talismans, pills, and even magical artifacts are all available here.

People who come here are in a hurry. They all lower their heads, silently take pictures of what they want, and leave immediately. After all, the extremely low stall fees correspond to relative insecurity.

Therefore, people who come here try their best to hide themselves.

The black market only exists for two hours each day; once it gets light, it's deserted.

There were no shouts, only signs erected in front of each stall.

One ounce of demon beast meat yields twelve catties of spirit crystals.

[Fireball Talisman: Two spirit crystals for one talisman, ten spirit crystals for six talismans]

Lin Chang'an was no stranger to the black market. He handed over a spirit crystal, and his fierce expression under his bamboo hat made many people lower their heads. There was also a sign in front of his stall.

[Tier 1 Low-Grade Swiftness Talisman: Two spirit crystals for one talisman, ten spirit crystals for six talismans]

Talismans are consumables, especially those that increase the chance of survival, such as Swiftness Talismans and Defense Talismans, which are always in short supply.

Six!

Lin Chang'an had just set up his stall when a figure wearing a bamboo hat came over in a short while. Without saying a word, he quietly threw down ten spirit crystals.

Lin Chang'an remained silent, coldly taking out six Swift Travel Talismans.

The first transaction was completed. He knew that if he displayed ten spirit crystals on seven sheets, he could sell them all in no time, but that would easily attract attention.

Be unconventional, unless you have the ability to do so.

When you have no power to resist, assimilation is the only way to survive.

"Sure enough, a lot of people have come to the market during this period."

While setting up his stall, Lin Chang'an was also secretly observing the people around him.

He lived here for five years before leaving, so he was very familiar with the place.

It is obvious that with the opening of the market, many independent cultivators have been attracted, and the number of people has increased at least three times, resulting in goods being sold particularly quickly on the outermost edge.

In less than half an hour, Lin Chang'an's Swift Travel Talismans had sold out, but he felt no relief; instead, he was quite worried.

With more cultivators, goods are easier to sell, but it also means there are more outsiders.

The biggest problem with outsiders is that they don't follow the rules.

"Hopefully, there won't be too much turmoil this time."

Having lived here for twenty years and experienced similar things several times, Lin Chang'an was considered an old man. He shook his head inwardly, thankfully he no longer lived on the outskirts of the area.

He then got up to pack up his stall and headed to the black market to try his luck and see if he could find any genuine first-tier mid-grade talisman-making manuals.

After taking a walk around, Lin Chang'an's lips twitched. Sure enough, he had been too optimistic. It wasn't that there weren't any, but rather that there were too many.

They have talisman-making manuals, alchemy recipes, and even weapon-forging manuals and array diagrams, but the prices can be outrageous, ranging from a few spirit crystals to more than a dozen spirit stones.

"Sure enough, with more outsiders coming in, the old folks in the market have started setting up stalls to rip people off."

If outsiders are considered unruly, then local cultivators are considered swindlers and cheaters.

Who would dare buy this stuff? After all, no one can guarantee it's genuine, and it's the black market; if you get scammed, you won't be able to find anyone when you come back.

Of course, experienced people can tell at a glance just by looking at what is revealed.

But the scary thing is that some professionals show you the real parts, but the rest is all fake. That's the black market; anything can happen.

Despite this, countless new cultivators still flock to the cultivation world every year, dreaming of soaring through the heavens and earth on flying swords and becoming a Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator.

"I looked at a bunch, and they were all fake."

Lin Chang'an had hoped to take advantage of the situation by relying on his experience, but he secretly shook his head. As expected, those who could easily find bargains in the cultivation world only existed in legends.

"A mid-grade first-tier talisman-making manual, it's really a rare find."

Unwilling to give up, he went around in circles again, but in the end, Lin Chang'an had no choice but to give up.

Even if you're not lucky enough to find a bargain, there are still some shady items on the black market.

Perhaps it's not uncommon for this shady stuff to appear on the black market after some unlucky talisman master, or their descendants or successors, were ripped off and their money stolen.

Unfortunately, Lin Chang'an didn't have that luck.

Before dawn, Lin Chang'an shook his head and left the black market.

"Let's be down-to-earth."

Lin Chang'an was immediately targeted as soon as he left the market.

Under the cover of night, three figures emerged from the black market, one after the other.

"Brother, this is the kid. I've been watching him for a long time, but he walked around three times without buying anything."

The three figures nodded secretly.

People don't come to the black market just to wander around aimlessly. If they haven't bought anything, there's only one possibility: they're broke.

Being penniless is the same as being poor.

A poor ghost, on the other hand, represents someone with low cultivation level.

If one's cultivation level is low, then one is easy to bully.

They can slaughter them!

(End of this chapter)