Yunmeng Immortal Clan

However, just as Song Daoxuan continued walking into the interior of Yunmeng Market, he was suddenly blocked by an extremely powerful aura.

Song Daoxuan took a few steps back in fear.

"I am Zhao Xunxian. Young friend, Qi Refining cultivators are not allowed to pass through the front. Only those who have reached Foundation Establishment or above are qualified to enter the inner area of ​​the market."

"Senior, this is my first time in the market. I am unfamiliar with the rules. Please forgive me. I will take my leave now..." Song Daoxuan glanced at the man. He was dressed in coarse linen clothes, and his spiritual sense was so strong that he was clearly a Foundation Establishment cultivator. However, his specific cultivation level could not be detected.

"Good that you know. If you dare to break the rules again, I'll break all your legs!"

Song Daoxuan bowed respectfully to the man, expressing his apologies, and then turned and left without lingering.

Song Daoxuan had often heard his elders say that in the cultivation world, the higher one's cultivation level, the more eccentric one's temper. He was afraid that this Foundation Establishment cultivator might have a bad temper and attack him, which would put his life in danger.

After leaving this place, Song Daoxuan sensed several auras similar to Zhao Xunxian at the boundary between the inner and outer perimeters of the market. He guessed that these people were probably Foundation Establishment cultivators stationed in Yunmeng Market, just like Zhao Xunxian.

Song Daoxuan was somewhat surprised by the power behind Yunmengfang.

Song Daoxuan then wandered around the central area of ​​Yunmeng Market.

"How much is this flying sword?" Song Daoxuan walked to a forging shop called Su Shu Refining Pavilion, pondered for a moment, and picked up a flying sword.

"Sir, you have excellent taste. This sword is made from the essence of deep-sea iron, refined and hiltred by the hide of a first-tier mid-level demonic beast, the Black Crocodile. It is a mid-grade water-attribute magic weapon, priced at sixty-five low-grade spirit stones..."

"I'll just look around and check out the prices..."

"Oh! If you have any magical artifacts you like, feel free to ask me. My name is Yun Sushu, and my grandfather, Yun Chengnian, is a renowned second-tier weapon refiner in the Yunmeng Market area. We not only sell ready-made magical artifacts, but if you have forging blueprints, we can also accept custom orders. However, for custom orders, you will need to provide all the materials yourself..."

The person guarding Su Shu Forging Shop was a young girl dressed in a pale yellow dress. She looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a somewhat naive and cute appearance, but she was extremely lively and seemed to be very familiar with dealing with cultivators.

His cultivation level seemed to be around the second or third level of Qi Refining.

Upon hearing the girl's words, Song Daoxuan nodded, a look of understanding immediately appearing on his face.

Song Daoxuan browsed around Su Shu Forging Shop and learned that the magical artifacts on the market are roughly divided into low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade.

A low-grade magic weapon costs at least five low-grade spirit stones. Low-grade magic weapons are the most commonly used among Qi Refining cultivators because they are the cheapest.

Mid-grade magic artifacts start at fifty low-grade spirit stones, high-grade magic artifacts generally start at one hundred low-grade spirit stones, and top-grade magic artifacts start at three hundred low-grade spirit stones.

The higher the grade of a magical artifact, the more complex the forging process and materials, and the greater the power that cultivators can unleash when using it. Therefore, it is only natural that it is more expensive.

Currently, Song Daoxuan only possesses a low-grade magic weapon, a flying sword, which was a gift from his family. He had previously spent all his spirit stones on Gathering Qi Pills, so he had no extra spirit stones to buy a decent magic weapon for himself.

After wandering around, Song Daoxuan left Su Shu Forging Shop and turned to a pill shop called Baicaoge.

The owner of Baicaoge is named Ge Tongli. Song Daoxuan had his own reasons for choosing this pill shop. As one of the seven Foundation Establishment Immortal Cultivation Families on the shore of Yunmengze, the Song family has purchased pills from Baicaoge many times. Ge Tongli is a rogue cultivator with a cultivation level of only the ninth level of Qi Refining.

It seems that his spiritual root aptitude was not good enough. He cultivated aimlessly for many years but could never reach the barrier of the Great Perfection. In the end, he simply gave up cultivation and instead took over the Hundred Herbs Pavilion from his ancestors and focused on the pill business. He actually made a name for himself and earned some spirit stones.

Knowing the dangers of the cultivation world, and fearing that his wealth would be coveted, Old Man Ge bought a manor in the east of the market, acquired hundreds of beautiful wives and concubines, and owned hundreds of acres of farmland. He distributed the rest of his wealth to mortals suffering from famine.

This old man Ge is a smart man, and his character isn't too bad either.

"Is this Shopkeeper Ge? I have some items to sell. Please, fellow Daoist, come and chat..."

Upon hearing Song Daoxuan's words, Old Man Ge narrowed his eyes and began to assess Song Daoxuan's cultivation level. He discovered that the newcomer was merely a minor cultivator at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Old Ge cast a somewhat disdainful glance at him.

"What kind of thing could a mere Qi Refining Level 5 kid possibly have that requires such caution? Could it be some kind of rare medicinal herb...?"

"Fellow Daoist, my name is Ge Tongli. Please tell me what you have to sell!"

Upon hearing this, Song Daoxuan had no choice but to tell the truth. However, when Ge Tongli heard that Song Daoxuan had more than a dozen first-grade pills for sale, his expression suddenly changed. He never expected that a kid whose cultivation level was only at the fifth level of Qi Refining could produce so many pills at once. Could this kid actually be an alchemist?

But Old Man Ge had been running this pharmacy for many years and had even seen many Foundation Establishment cultivators, so he quickly calmed down.

Soon, Song Daoxuan was led into the pharmacy. While drinking tea, Song Daoxuan hesitated for a long time before taking out some of the refined pills from his storage bag. Old Man Ge opened the bottle caps and checked them several times. After some haggling, Song Daoxuan and Old Man Ge negotiated the price.

In the end, Song Daoxuan obtained a total of more than 320 low-grade spirit stones from the dozen or so pills.

"Does your shop sell pills like the Gathering Breath Pill...?" Seeing that Old Man Ge was honest enough, Song Daoxuan went straight to the point.

"Fellow Daoist Song, I'm a little curious about your lineage. Oh, fellow Daoist, don't misunderstand, I'm just curious. You're certainly not an ordinary rogue cultivator in the martial world. Those poor rogue cultivators wouldn't just casually take out so many pills to sell..."

Song Daoxuan took a sip of fragrant tea and said calmly, "It's alright to tell Fellow Daoist Ge. I am a family cultivator from the Song clan of Qinglian Island. These pills were entrusted to me by my clan elders to sell!"

"So you're a member of the Song family, that makes things easier. In my later years, I was besieged by several Qi Refining demonic cultivators. It was Senior Song Zhichu, the patriarch of our noble family, who intervened and killed those demonic cultivators, thus rescuing me from this dire situation. Otherwise, I wouldn't be where I am today; I would have long been a dried-up corpse in the wilderness, drained of all my flesh and blood by those demonic cultivators..."

"Since you wish to purchase the Gathering Breath Pill, I will sell it to you for forty-five low-grade spirit stones per pill. How many do you require..."

Song Daoxuan thought to himself, "So this person actually has a relationship with the clan leader. The market price for this Gathering Breath Pill is fifty low-grade spirit stones, but he only sells it for forty-five. It seems that his personal relationship with the clan leader is involved."

"Fellow Daoist is very generous. I only need six Gathering Breath Pills. I will certainly mention this to the clan leader for your kindness!"

"You're too kind, young friend!"

The transaction was completed quickly. Song Daoxuan put the six Gathering Breath Pills and the remaining spirit stones into his storage bag, and then carefully left Yunmeng Market.

Then he took out the Cloud Steed from his spirit beast pouch. He dared not delay for a moment. This Cloud Dream Market was not a good place. Even the most famous demonic cultivators in the martial world often mingled here. The Cloud Dream Market was peaceful, but once outside the market, bloody killings were common. Song Daoxuan rode the Cloud Steed, turning into a white rainbow, and headed towards the direction of Green Lotus Island.