I have an all-knowing mirror

Chapter 8 Underground Black Market
Su Yuan was quite curious about his current strength.

He is now practically inhuman.

Its internal organs, flesh, bones, and muscles are far superior to those of ordinary humans.

With such strength, where would he rank in this bustling metropolis?
Su Yuan looked expectantly at the gray mirror.

A buzzing sound filled the gray mirror, causing it to churn and ripple, and soon words appeared.

[Ranked 1428 by strength]

"There are 1427 people stronger than me?" Su Yuan wasn't surprised.

With tens of millions of people, Shanghai is one of the world's most prosperous cities, and who knows how many hidden masters it harbors.

Su Yuan was already quite satisfied that he had improved his ranking from over 20 million to over 1,000 after only one cultivation session.

"What level of expert am I equivalent to in the cultivation world of Xia Kingdom?"

Su Yuan continued to ask questions.

The nations of Blue Star are home to cultivators and extraordinary individuals.

Su Yuan already knew this from asking the gray mirror.

For example, the strongest being in the Xia Kingdom is currently a Level 4 life form, and the strongest being in the world is also a Level 4 life form.

[Mastery of Hidden Strength]

The gray mirror provided the answer.

"Mastery of internal strength?"

Su Yuan understood.

The cultivation system in the Xia Kingdom is divided into the following categories:

Ming Jin (manifest strength), An Jin (hidden strength), Hua Jin (transforming strength), Bao Dan (embracing the
A master of internal strength is already capable of ruling a region. Unless facing firearms, they can easily defeat ten or even a hundred men.

As for the Transformation Realm? He is even known as a Grandmaster.

Those who have reached the Core Formation stage are also referred to as Level 1 life forms in the Gray Mirror.

Those who possess the elixir of immortality have perfect qi and blood, and a complete and perfect mind. In ancient Xia Dynasty, they would be considered immortals, and even the emperor would treat them with the utmost respect.

"If I complete fifteen cultivation sessions and transform into a Level 1 life form, where would I rank in Shanghai?"

Su Yuan pondered for a moment and then asked.

For him, becoming a Level 1 life form was merely a matter of time; he only needed to undergo fifteen training sessions.

The gray, mirror-like surface is hazy and blurry, providing the answer once again.

[7th Place]

Upon seeing the reply from the gray mirror, Su Yuan's spirits lifted.

Next.

Su Yuan rested for an hour.

After consuming so much Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng in a short period of time, even if it is fully absorbed under the stimulation of acupuncture, one still needs to rest and recuperate.

This is also why, according to the cultivation plan provided by the gray mirror, Su Yuan can only cultivate once a day.

The human body has its limits, and cultivating once a day is Su Yuan's limit.

If this limit is exceeded, Su Yuan's body will collapse from the inside out.

Two hours later.

Su Yuan left the Jinshan villa area and returned to his school dormitory.

He packed all the rare and precious items he had collected over the past few days into two large suitcases and brought them back to Villa No. 66.

These treasures are worth over thirty million, so Su Yuan naturally wanted to keep them under his watchful eye.

When I returned to the Jinshan Villa District carrying two suitcases, several security guards offered to help me.

However, Su Yuan rejected him.

It's not that I'm worried about the treasures in my suitcase being discovered.

It's just that it's too heavy; even a few security guards might not be able to move it.

Putting everything else aside, the box of gold bars that Su Yuan retrieved from the bottom of the Pujiang River alone weighed nearly a hundred pounds.

The remaining jade, sculptures, and antiques are also quite heavy, averaging nearly 200 pounds per suitcase.

Only a completely transformed Su Yuan could carry one in each hand with ease and comfort.

Inside Villa No. 66.

Su Yuan opened the two suitcases, looked at the many treasures, and fell into deep thought.

"These treasures need to be liquidated as soon as possible."

Su Yuan thought to himself.

There's no rush with gold bars. Gold has always been a hard currency in any era, and you can always liquidate it if you want. You can even use gold directly for transactions.

Other treasures, such as jade and antiques, require professional appraisal before they can be sold, which is a more complicated process.

Therefore, Su Yuancai planned to exchange the money in advance.

His cultivation speed is too fast, and he will need too many cultivation resources in the next fourteen days.

"With so many treasures, the only way to cash them all out in a short time is through the underground black market in Shanghai."

Su Yuan thought to himself.

The so-called underground black market is where contraband or items of dubious origin are traded.

The treasures Su Yuan acquired were not stolen goods, but there were quite a few of them, and the fastest and simplest way to get them through the black market was to sell them.

"The underground black market."

Su Yuan looked at the gray mirror and began to ask about various aspects of the underground black market in Shanghai.

Half a day later.

Su Yuan walked out of the villa area carrying a suitcase.

They immediately took a bus to a bustling street. Shanghai's underground black market is extremely secretive; only billionaires with assets exceeding 100 million yuan can enter.

Of course, this is just the threshold; whether you can get in or not requires an insider's introduction.

Su Yuan placed his suitcase in locker number 56 in section C of the nearby shopping mall, then walked out and stopped in front of a milk tea shop.

Not far from the milk tea shop is an ordinary-looking pawn shop. Compared to the bustling crowds around it, this pawn shop is rather deserted, with few people coming and going.

But Su Yuan knew that this pawnshop was one of the entrances to the underground black market in Shanghai.

Su Yuan naturally didn't intend to personally enter the underground black market this time; instead, he had the person in charge of the black market handle the batch of treasures for him.

Thinking of this, Su Yuan suddenly took a step back.

"oops"

A soft body bumped into me.

Su Yuan turned around and saw a girl covering her forehead.

"Excuse me."

Su Yuan said apologetically.

Be more careful next time.

The girl's forehead was red, clearly from bumping into Su Yuan.

But seeing that Su Yuan apologized immediately and sincerely, he was too embarrassed to say anything. He just glared at her and walked into the milk tea shop next door.

Su Yuan remained calm. After the girl entered, he flipped his right hand, revealing a pink cell phone.

This pink phone, naturally belonging to a young girl, was temporarily borrowed by Su Yuan.

Pick up your phone, and the lock screen lights up.

After skillfully entering the lock screen password, Su Yuan successfully accessed the phone's operating interface.

Then dial the landline number of the pawnshop not far away.

Inside the pawnshop.

Two people were sitting behind the counter: a young man and a middle-aged man in his fifties.

This pawnshop, ostensibly a pawnshop business, is actually one of the entrances to Shanghai's underground black market.

The middle-aged man in his fifties was one of the heads of the underground black market, specifically responsible for verifying the identities of the numerous members entering the underground black market.

It's not the member's real identity, but their identity in the underground black market.

Each member of the underground black market has a unique membership serial number, which is used to determine their membership status and level.

The higher your spending in the underground black market, the higher your membership level. Ordinary newly arrived billionaires are just ordinary black market members.

Even a middle-aged man in charge would have to treat a truly high-level black market member with utmost care, as the power they wield is enough to shake the very foundation of the underground black market.

"Uncle Sun, was that person also one of our members? What level of membership was he?"

The young man was a little bored and couldn't help but look at Uncle Sun, the middle-aged man sitting next to him.

"Is it any of your business to inquire about a member's identity?" The middle-aged man, Uncle Sun, frowned and reprimanded him.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The young man immediately realized his mistake.

In reality, I judged that the person's membership level was probably not high.

Because from beginning to end, the middle-aged man, Uncle Sun, never changed his expression, and didn't even glance at him; he was the one who received them.

at this time.

Jingle Bell--

The landline on the counter suddenly rang.

Upon seeing this, the young man immediately reached out to answer the call.

"Hello."

The young man didn't say much, but waited for the person on the other end of the phone to speak.

"I'm looking for Sun Laoliu."

A deep, gender-neutral voice rang out.

"Sun Laoliu?"

The young man was slightly taken aback.

Then it dawned on me that Sun Laoliu here must refer to Sun Bo.

"Uncle Sun".

The young man immediately looked at the middle-aged man, picked up a pen, and wrote the words "Looking for Sun Laoliu" on a piece of paper.

"Ok?"

Sun Bo, a middle-aged man, slightly constricted his pupils.

Many people know his surname is Sun, but they call him Sun Laoliu (Sun the Sixth).
The middle-aged man, Uncle Sun, looked slightly serious and immediately stood up to take the phone.

"Hello."

"It was Sun Bo, the middle-aged man, who said solemnly."

"I have a batch of things, help me deal with them," a deep, calm voice said on the other end of the phone.

“No problem.” The middle-aged man, Uncle Sun, nodded, then tentatively asked, “May I ask what your membership number is, sir?”

“SED2384”

A deep voice announced a series of numbers and letters.

At first, the middle-aged man, Uncle Sun, remained calm, but as the membership number became more complete, his respectful expression grew stronger, and he even began to bend over when answering the phone.

The young man next to him stared wide-eyed.

(End of this chapter)