Immortality and Cultivation: Starting with Harvesting the Talents of Demonic Beasts

Chapter 21 Flying Knife Magic Weapon
Walking slowly through the black market streets, surrounded by people, yet not a single sound could be heard.

It was like a quiet, ghostly place.

Lin Changheng's gaze swept across the stalls on both sides. The stall owners all covered their faces, keeping their eyes down and not making any noise to hawk their wares or look around. They just stared at their own stalls, waiting for customers to come in.

Talismans, elixirs, poisons, venomous insects, minerals and spiritual materials, old cultivation manuals...

If you can think of it, you can find it at the stall.

Some items still had fresh soil on them, as if they had just been dug out of an old grave; some even had specks of blood on them, almost dried.

hiss……

Lin Changheng's eyelids twitched repeatedly. The cultivation world was indeed fraught with danger, and the black market was indeed blatantly brazen!

This looks like it was recently used for murder and robbery; it wasn't even properly cleaned before being put up for sale.
He immediately thought to himself that he should avoid coming to places like this.

His gaze seemingly casually swept over the black-robed stall owner behind the stall, and the dark skin revealed under the sleeves of his robe, and a classic comment from his past life involuntarily came to mind.

You can doubt his character, but you can't doubt his products.

With that thought in mind, I quickened my pace and stopped again shortly after passing the stall.

The stall in front of me is filled with all sorts of odds and ends, but they are mostly old items.

One of the dark gray, low-grade throwing knives caught Lin Changheng's attention.

Although there are many signs of use, it can be seen that the quality is not greatly worn or damaged.

Moreover, there was a wooden sign next to the stall that read, "For personal use only, no risk."

"Ah……"

Lin Changheng glanced at the stall owner, who was also wrapped in a large gray robe, and didn't believe what was on the sign.

However, this flying knife magic weapon is a common type found everywhere in the cultivation world, and it has no obvious markings. Even if you kill someone to steal it, you can still buy it without any problem.

After a quick thought, Lin Changheng made a decision. He squatted down, took the throwing knife artifact, examined it, and asked in a very low voice, "How much for this throwing knife artifact?"

The stall owner then looked up, glanced at him, and quoted a price in a very low voice, "Sixty low-grade spirit stones."

"Fellow Daoist, do you perhaps regard me as a three-year-old child? At this price, I could buy a brand new low-grade magic weapon in the market."

Lin Changheng smiled faintly, pointing out the truth.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist knows the market well. Let's not beat around the bush, fifty spirit stones, take them, take them!"

"Fellow Daoist, look at this. The marks on your throwing knife are too obvious. It might break if we fight for too long. I can only offer forty at most."

Lin Changheng continued to nitpick, trying to find reasons to lower the price.

"Forty is too low, too low, no way, no way."

The stall owner refused in a low voice, shaking his head repeatedly.

"Sorry for bothering you."

With an apology, Lin Changheng sighed and left.

"Fellow Daoist, wait! Wait! Just do as you say and take it away."

Seeing that the customer was really planning to leave and had no intention of turning back, the stall owner quickly called out to him.

Lin Changheng slowly took out a cloth bag, counted the contents, and handed the bag over.

"good."

After the stall owner confirmed the order was correct, he watched as Lin Changheng took the throwing knife and put it away. He then said sadly, "This [Wandering Bee Knife] has been with me for many years. Fellow Daoist, please treat it well. If I weren't short of money, I wouldn't have had to sell it..."

Lin Changheng's lips twitched, but he didn't reply. He turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

After wandering around for a while longer, but finding no good magical artifacts to buy, they simply returned to their original spot and waited for Su Shuangjiang to come back.

However, he was quite satisfied with the gains from the trip. Forty spirit stones could buy a low-grade magic weapon that was only slightly inferior in quality, so he considered it a good deal.

Although he still had over a hundred spirit stones lying quietly in his storage bag, cultivating immortality always costs money. Especially the essence blood of demonic beasts, which is a huge drain on resources. If it weren't for his alchemy skills, he probably wouldn't have been able to continue. Therefore, he wanted to save as much as possible.

However, in terms of controlling magical artifacts, in the early stages of Qi Refining, the strength of both divine sense and magical power can only support the control of a low-grade magical artifact.

At the mid-stage of Qi Refining, one can control up to two low-grade magic weapons or one mid-grade magic weapon at the same time.

If you add too much, it's like a skilled cook trying to make a meal without rice; you'll end up not being able to control anything properly, and it might even harm your meridians and mental state.

……

Before long, the two met up and left the market.

Walking side by side, the air is filled with a delicate fragrance.

Throughout the journey, Lin Changheng remained extremely vigilant, his right hand hanging limply beneath his sleeve, ready to cast spells at any moment. This was because, according to the tropes in novels from his previous life, there was a high probability that he would be followed by bandits after returning from the black market.

The atmosphere was heavy. Unconsciously, Su Shuangjiang was affected by him, and her delicate body tensed up slightly. She quietly gripped her mid-grade magic weapon in her hand.

"Huh, there isn't any?"

Lin Changheng's tense state only began to relax after he entered the market gate without any incident.

I was immediately struck by how great it was to have a neighbor who was at the mid-stage of Qi Refining traveling with me; it made things much safer.

As he turned his eyes, they met Su Shuangjiang's beautiful, peach-blossom-like eyes, which were already fixed on him.

Lin Changheng shrugged, indicating that he was being overly nervous.

Seeing this, Su Shuangjiang's red lips curled up slightly, a mischievous smile flashing in her eyes. She glanced at the pedestrians on both sides, then leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Brother Lin's paranoid appearance makes him look like a rogue cultivator who just returned from robbing the black market~"

At the same time, with a flick of his finger, the mid-grade magic weapon nimbly disappeared into his sleeve, leaving only a faint, cold glint in the background.

Lin Changheng's ears burned slightly at her teasing, but he wasn't annoyed. Instead, he laughed and said, "What Fairy Su says is true. It seems I've been reading too many stories and have scared myself."

The latter immediately covered his mouth and chuckled.

Like a bell ringing in the ear.

Lin Changheng seemed to be able to see the female cultivator's charming smile through the veil.

……

After the two parted ways, Lin Changheng immediately began to refine the [Wandering Bee Blade], erasing the remaining marks of its former owner and imprinting his own magical power onto the artifact.

Half an hour later.

He finally let out a long breath, and with a hint of excitement, he manipulated the [Wandering Bee Blade] to shuttle back and forth in the room, slashing and killing with each movement.

"Phew, so this is the magical artifact used in the battle? Celestial techniques! My magical artifact!"

After playing with the controls for a long time, Lin Changheng felt that his magic power was being used up too much, so he slowly stopped.

"It is said that only third-tier magic treasures can be incorporated into the body to connect with the cultivator's mind and be refined day and night. First-tier magic artifacts can only be placed in a storage bag..."

Unconsciously, I manipulated the [Wandering Bee Blade] to move in and out of the storage bag.

Lin Changheng became increasingly adept at it, his skills deepening, and he could unleash it instantly when needed, sure to send his opponent crashing down.

……

On the morning of that day, a cultivator at the eighth level of Qi Refining and three cultivators at the middle level of Qi Refining suddenly arrived at the Xu family's alchemy shop.

They were all from the same clan.

Immediately, Master Mo summoned Lin Changheng and Manager Xu Qianyou, and the seven of them discussed the matter in detail before deciding to leave at noon.

Actually, everyone was prepared and had packed most of their important things.

It can be done at any time.

(End of this chapter)