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"It's nothing, just a bunch of petty thieves. I took care of them easily," Jiang Yu said casually.

Zhao Lei stepped forward and examined the corpse of the Azure Wolf Demon leader closely. After confirming its death, he said with his mouth slightly open:

"This is the leader of the demon race. Although his cultivation is only at the peak of the first level of Qi Refining, killing a human at the second level of Qi Refining is as easy as playing around."

He also noticed that the leader of the blue wolf demons was only struck in the head by lightning, which was obviously a fatal blow.

Zhao Lei subconsciously touched his fluffy hair and swallowed hard.

"Luckily, Brother Jiang showed mercy yesterday, otherwise I would have ended up like it!"

Something's not right.

He realized that even if Jiang Yu was lucky enough to kill the leader of the blue wolf demons in one blow, it still had so many underlings.

Taken together, they were just as formidable as the level three Qi-refining bear demon they had dealt with yesterday.

Zhao Lei suddenly raised his head, sensing the change in Jiang Yu's aura, his eyes widening in surprise:

"Brother Jiang, you've broken through to the second level of Qi Refining!"

Jiang Yu smiled and nodded, saying:

"I had some insights after coming back last night, and luckily, I made a breakthrough!"

Zhao Lei scrutinized Jiang Yu several times, then clicked his tongue and said:

"Congratulations, Brother Jiang! I'm not envious at all, really."

With a sharp crack, he dislocated one of the shoulders of the Blue Wolf Demon leader.

He scratched his head awkwardly, then turned and picked up the wolf carcass:

"I'll help you load these things onto the carriage, and we'll take them to the Immortal Cultivation Market in the county to sell them later."

Jiang Yu then noticed that Zhao Lei's carriage, which was originally full of bear demon meat, now only had a small portion left.

Zhao Lei sniffed and said angrily:

"I just got back to Panshimen yesterday, and my fellow disciples came over as soon as they smelled it. They're all scoundrels; they just came up and started robbing me."

Damn it, they almost stripped me of my clothes. I had to go through a lot of trouble to protect them.

Especially that bear whip from yesterday—the moment I took it out, my eldest master's wife snatched it away, and my second and third master's wives immediately started a fire to cook. You really had a hard time with that!

Jiang Yu frowned and interrupted:

"What does this have to do with me?"

Zhao Lei said:

"I told my master about your talent, and he was going to see you in person today."

But now, he probably won't be able to leave his room for at least three days.

Zhao Lei continued:

"I also told them about your master's disappearance, and all my fellow disciples assured me that they would tell their families and help keep an eye out."

"Several of them are prominent families in Guobei County, and they will soon have news of your master's whereabouts."

"By the way, it's my master's birthday soon. This morning he took a break from his room and specifically invited you to attend... Then, he was dragged back to his room by his three mistresses."

That's incredibly bold!

Listening to Zhao Lei's vivid description, Jiang Yu opened his mouth, deeply shocked:

"I'll definitely go then!"

From this perspective, it's clear that the atmosphere at Rock Gate must be excellent.

The relationship between the fellow students was very harmonious.

This is quite rare in the cutthroat world of cultivation.

Master Zhao Lei is definitely a remarkable person.

After loading the corpses of the Green Wolf Demons onto the carriage and sealing them with a thick tarpaulin, Jiang Yu and Zhao Lei set off for Guobei County.

However, a few minor incidents occurred before we set off.

The ordinary horse in Jiang Yu's courtyard was frightened and stood there blankly, refusing to move no matter how much it was urged.

Jiang Yu, feeling a surge of kindness, conjured a palm lightning bolt in his palm, preparing to "treat" it.

Unexpectedly, the ordinary horse didn't react much, but Zhao Lei was the one who reacted first.

He stopped Jiang Yu and said he had a good idea.

Then, he took out a large knife and waved it back and forth at Fanma's "Demon Orb".

Fanma shuddered and immediately pulled the carriage forward.

Jiang Yu couldn't help but give a thumbs up:

"A miracle doctor! His medicine cured my illness instantly!"

……

One hour later.

Jiang Yu and Zhao Lei, both dressed in black robes, drove to the east gate of Guobei County.

Considering the possibility of encountering a thief, Jiang Yu chose to conceal his identity.

At the entrance of an alleyway about 100 meters away, a middle-aged cultivator at the mid-stage of Qi Refining stood guard.

He had a blade of grass dangling from his mouth and was lying listlessly on the table.

Jiang Yu got out of the car and bowed:

"Fellow Daoist, we wish to enter the market."

The middle-aged cultivator looked up, smelled the blood on the vehicle, and said with slight surprise:

"Meat from a demon beast at the third level of Qi Refining—that's an extremely rare and precious item!"

Jiang Yu thought to himself: As expected of a disciple of the six major sects, he is indeed knowledgeable.

The middle-aged monk had a yellow crane with outstretched wings embroidered on his chest, indicating that he was a disciple of "Crane Cry Mountain".

This Immortal Cultivation Market was jointly built by Crane Cry Mountain and Xuanzhen Temple, one of the six major sects.

It was surrounded by a protective array, making it inaccessible to ordinary people.

Jiang Yu, being quite tactful, took out a piece of bear demon hind leg meat that had already been packaged and handed it over:

"We fought with all our might, risking our lives to kill this beast. This is just a small token of our appreciation; we hope you will do us a favor!"

"Of course, of course!" The middle-aged cultivator sat up, calmly accepted the bear demon meat, and smiled.

"The entrance fee to Qingming Market is two low-grade spirit stones per person."

Jiang Yu and Zhao Lei nodded in unison; they already knew this.

The two of them each took out two low-grade spirit stones from their pouches.

To his shame, these were the last two spirit stones he possessed.

After collecting the entrance fee, the middle-aged monk handed over two wooden plaques.

Instantly, a ripple like the surface of water appeared at the alley entrance, revealing a bustling street, and a spiritual energy twice as strong as that of the outside world rushed towards us.

Shops of all kinds lined both sides, and in the corners, many vendors were calling out their wares from a distance, with passersby asking for prices.

Jiang Yu was immediately drawn to the bustling atmosphere inside.

Having been in this world for half a year, this is the first time I've seen so many cultivators.

The middle-aged cultivator had anticipated the shock the two men would experience, and he chuckled:

"Although Qingming Market is not the largest market in Guobei County, it was the first to be established and has maintained a scale of over a thousand cultivators year-round."

"Within the market area, Xuanzhen Temple and Heming Mountain will absolutely guarantee your safety."

Seeing that Jiang Yu was sensible and appreciative, the middle-aged cultivator offered a friendly reminder:

"Go to the third street and find Pang Datou, the purchasing manager at Yuxiang Restaurant. Just say you were introduced by Song Yu, and you're guaranteed to get a high price!"

Jiang Yu nodded in acknowledgment:

"Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

Jiang Yu and Zhao Lei drove two large carts into the market. The faint smell of blood on the carts attracted the attention of many people.

Jiang Yu frowned slightly, thinking to himself:

"Once I have enough spirit stones, I definitely need to buy a storage bag. Otherwise, it's too unsafe to parade around like this!"

Although Song Yu said that it was safe in the market, it was a place where all sorts of people mingled, so it was best to be careful.

During this period, many independent cultivators came to inquire about prices and inspect goods.

Jiang Yu politely declined.

The two truckloads of goods they were carrying were far too much for ordinary vendors to handle.

Following Song Yu's directions, Jiang Yu and Zhao Lei arrived at the third street.

As you enter this street, you see more horse-drawn carriages.

They mostly carried the spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables that the monks ate.

As we were walking, a traffic jam suddenly occurred.

Jiang Yu stood on the car and looked around. At the stall ahead...

A burly man with a huge cleaver hanging from his waist, his brows furrowed, rebuked several cultivators carrying the corpses of low-level demonic beasts:

"Do you guys still want to work here?"

"These are all distinguished guests who came at noon, and you're trying to fool me with this junk!"