Immortality begins with equipping a worn-out talisman pen.

As soon as he entered the market, he saw a magical flying boat, tens of feet long, slowly descending in the distance.

The flying boat was entirely dark blue-black, its hull engraved with intricate array patterns, and a powerful aura emanated from it as spiritual light flowed around it. At the bow, a blue-green bird emblem fluttered in the wind, the very symbol of the Azure Profound Sect.

As the flying boat landed, groups of cultivators dressed in cyan robes filed out.

There were law enforcement disciples maintaining order, miscellaneous disciples responsible for logistics and transportation, and also many inner sect cultivators with powerful auras who had clearly experienced battles.

Large quantities of spiritual materials, pickaxes, array plates, and various supplies were continuously transported down from the airship.

Clearly, the exploration and development of the spirit mines in the Blackrock Mountains has officially begun.

Li Mufeng stood in the crowd for a while, and sighed inwardly.

The Qingxuan Sect truly lives up to its reputation as a cultivation sect that governs tens of thousands of miles around.

Such a large amount of manpower and resources could be mobilized for just a land reclamation project.

At the same time, the entire city of Blackstone has also undergone considerable changes.

The chaotic shantytowns that used to be outside the market area have now been incorporated into the market area.

Many places have newly built streets and shops.

The already somewhat crowded market town has been expanded outwards by several miles.

Further out on the outskirts of the market, rows of temporary wooden houses and simple courtyards were erected.

Looking around, it's densely packed, like a newly built town.

These are all independent cultivators who arrived recently.

Most of them were independent cultivators who wanted to earn spirit stones by opening up spirit mines, and there were also some merchants who sold pills, magic tools, and talismans.

There are even quite a few monks who specialize in buying and selling intelligence and transporting goods.

The entire Black Stone City exudes an atmosphere of booming prosperity.

The number of people coming and going on the streets is several times greater than before.

Many of the faces were completely unfamiliar.

Occasionally, one could see a few late-stage Qi Refining cultivators walking among them.

"It seems Fellow Daoist Shen was absolutely right."

Li Mufeng's lips curled up slightly.

This is a great opportunity to earn spirit stones.

So he walked towards Jubaoge with practiced ease.

As soon as he entered the hall, the maid who was in charge of greeting him immediately recognized him.

After all, there are very few talisman masters in the Treasure Pavilion who can reliably provide high-quality water arrow talismans.

Not long after, Liu Yan'er personally received him.

When Li Mufeng took out all the talismans he had accumulated over the past month, even Liu Yan'er couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.

On the tabletop, stacks of water arrow talismans were neatly arranged.

Among them were even several high-quality talismans, whose spiritual energy fluctuations far surpassed those of ordinary talismans.

After a quick check, Liu Yan'er's smile deepened.

"Master Li's arrival is perfectly timed. With the Blackrock Mountains about to be opened up, both the demon-hunting teams and the mining teams are purchasing talismans in large quantities, especially offensive talismans, whose prices have already doubled compared to before."

"If you had arrived half a month earlier, you probably wouldn't have gotten this benefit."

As she spoke, she announced the acquisition price, which still slightly startled Li Mufeng, even though he was mentally prepared.

A talisman that could only be sold for one spirit stone last month has now risen to two.

The finest talismans were snapped up by demon-hunting cultivators.

In the end, the number of spirit stones in Li Mufeng's storage bag increased dramatically.

Looking at that pile of glittering spirit stones.

Even though he had made a lot of money drawing talismans these days, he was still in a very good mood.

No wonder everyone in the cultivation world loves to hoard goods and speculate on prices.

Sometimes the fastest way to earn spirit stones isn't necessarily by working hard.

Instead, he had information. Thinking of this, Li Mufeng couldn't help but feel grateful to Shen Yuansheng once again.

If the other party hadn't reminded him in advance, he would have sold them in batches as usual.

Where else can you catch this wave of market activity?

After leaving the Treasure Pavilion, Li Mufeng patted the storage bag at his waist.

Feeling its substantial weight, I was in a great mood.

Now that his cultivation level has steadily improved, his spiritual root aptitude has been enhanced, his Water Arrow Talisman has been perfected, and he can produce high-quality talismans steadily. He also has several times more spirit stones than before.

It's time to upgrade our equipment.

A hint of anticipation appeared in Li Mufeng's eyes.

Then he started walking towards the busiest area of ​​the market.

Li Mufeng strolled along the market street.

Unfortunately, the harvest this time was far less than expected.

The stalls had several times more items than usual.

Broken magical artifacts, old talisman brushes, materials from demonic beasts, inheritance jade slips, fragments of alchemy furnaces, and even some ancient relics claimed to have been dug out from the depths of the Blackstone Mountains.

But after Li Mufeng looked around, the system didn't react at all.

The so-called treasures that the stall owners touted were full of flaws in his eyes.

Some ritual implements have a shiny and polished exterior, but the internal array patterns have long been broken.

Some jade slips are deliberately aged, with mottled spiritual energy on the surface, seemingly of ancient origin, but in reality they are just ordinary blank jade slips soaked in inferior medicinal liquid.

Some monster materials, whose demonic energy has almost dissipated, still dare to be labeled as "suspected second-tier monster remains".

Li Mufeng secretly shook his head as he read this.

"It seems that a bustling market isn't necessarily all a good thing."

With so many independent cultivators coming from out of town lately, there has naturally been an increase in merchants trying to take advantage of the situation.

After all, outsiders are easier to fool.

Especially those rogue cultivators who have just arrived in Blackstone City, full of the idea of ​​getting rich overnight, are most easily dazzled by such seemingly plausible but actually false things.

Fortunately, he has an equipment inventory system.

The system can tell at a glance whether something is good or bad.

No matter how mysterious the stall owners' claims were, Li Mufeng had no interest in even glancing at them if the system didn't respond.

After wandering around for another half hour, I still hadn't found anything.

Li Mufeng decided not to delay any longer and turned to walk towards the cave.

But he didn't notice.

Just after he left the market, a few ordinary-looking rogue cultivators not far away exchanged glances.

One of them gestured with his lip in the direction Li Mufeng had left.

The group didn't follow immediately. Instead, they pretended to stroll around the stall for a while, and only after Li Mufeng had walked a distance did they leisurely catch up with him.

"Big brother."

A thin, scarred monk lowered his voice and said:

"This kid doesn't look like a fat sheep."

"The clothes weren't very nice either; the robes were so old they were almost faded."

"I've been wandering around the market for so long, but I haven't bought a single thing."

"Is it worth fighting with this poor, rogue cultivator?"

The middle-aged cultivator at the front gave him a cold glance.

"What do you know?"

"The real playboys who flaunt their spirit stones all over their faces are all equipped with several magical artifacts and have countless talismans in their pockets for self-defense. Those are the toughest nuts to crack."

"Those who can come to the market at this time of year to stroll around must have some savings."

"Besides, this kid looked at so many stalls but didn't make a move, which means he's not short of spirit stones, but rather has high standards."

The scarred monk was still somewhat hesitant.

"But he looks too ordinary."

The middle-aged cultivator chuckled.

That's why we should choose him.

"Those wearing sect robes are off-limits."

"A demon-hunting cultivator with a team is not to be trifled with."

"Those covered in magical artifacts and radiant light are even more dangerous to touch."

"A lone cultivator like this, with low cultivation level and unremarkable appearance, is the most suitable. No one will care if he is killed."

As he said this, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

"Even if they're poor, they're still better off than us who just arrived in Blackstone City."

"Kill him, and you can earn a few spirit stones even if you sell his corpse."

"Enough talk, let's find a secluded spot and finish this quickly."

Upon hearing this, the others immediately fell silent.

They were originally desperate rogue cultivators who sneaked in during the opening of the spirit mine.

They only wanted to make a quick buck and run away during the chaos.