Immortality begins with equipping a worn-out talisman pen.

With the spirit stones in his possession, Li Mufeng felt much more confident strolling through the market.

I walked around and looked around, but I didn't come across any magical artifacts worth buying. Instead, I bought a few kinds of spiritual food and snacks.

The dried silver-scaled fish, a specialty of Deer Sleeping Lake, the shortbread made from spirit wheat, and the sugar cake made with spirit honey are all quite delicious.

Just then, a quarrel suddenly broke out in front of a stall not far away.

"You dare to sell your lousy gauntlets for ten spirit stones?"

A rogue cultivator slammed the iron gauntlets he was holding back onto the stall, his face full of disdain.

"It's just made of heavy iron, a bit sturdier than ordinary ironware. It's not even a magic weapon, so why is it so expensive?"

Several other cultivators nearby echoed his sentiments.

"Yeah, I thought it was some kind of treasure."

"Ten spirit stones are almost a fraction of the price of a low-grade magic weapon."

"Do they really think we're all suckers?"

Despite the crowd's questions, the stall owner remained defiant.

He was a middle-aged cultivator in his forties, whose robes were faded from washing and even had several tears on the cuffs.

Even so, he still kept his back straight.

"I told you, this is a treasure passed down from my ancestors."

"Worth ten spirit stones."

The rogue cultivator was so angry he laughed.

"Who doesn't have a few heirlooms in their family?"

"My family even had a Foundation Establishment cultivator in our lineage. Should I go back and get a chamber pot, saying it's a spiritual treasure passed down from the Qin Kingdom?"

This statement came out.

A burst of laughter immediately erupted around them.

The middle-aged cultivator's face turned bright red, but he couldn't utter a single word in rebuttal.

After all, he himself didn't know what this thing was actually used for.

All I know is that it has been passed down through generations of my ancestors, and I was told from a young age that this item is a family treasure and should not be shown to others lightly.

Unfortunately, by his generation, the family fortunes had declined.

Some of the clansmen died, and others scattered.

He wouldn't have put this up for sale unless he was truly desperate for food.

soon.

The few cultivators who had been watching lost interest and dispersed.

The bustling stalls have become quiet again.

The middle-aged cultivator sat behind the stall, looking visibly dejected.

His name is Chen Yuanshan.

Their ancestors were once very successful.

It is said that the family produced a Foundation Establishment cultivator at its peak, and was quite famous in the area.

But as time goes by, each generation is worse than the last.

Now, he is almost the only one left in the entire family.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuanshan couldn't help but give a bitter smile.

If I had been more accommodating, it might have already been sold.

Looking at it now, this gauntlet passed down from my ancestors is probably only worth three or five spirit stones.

Even three or five spirit stones would be fine.

It can at least solve the immediate problem.

Just then.

Li Mufeng had already walked up to the stall.

Suddenly, a blue subtitle appeared in his field of vision.

[Rare equipment detected - Mountain and River Town Prison Ring]

Li Mufeng's pupils contracted slightly.

Blue entry!

This was the first time he had encountered blue-quality equipment since the equipment slot system was awakened.

However, his experiences over the past few days have also instilled in him a cautious personality.

His expression remained unchanged.

They seemed to be just ordinary customers who had been drawn in by the earlier argument.

He glanced casually at the stall, then pointed to the hand guard.

"Fellow Daoist, may I take a look at these gauntlets?"

Chen Yuanshan looked up upon hearing this.

Despite having just experienced a humiliation, he immediately perked up when guests arrived.

He even managed a slight smile on his face.

"sure."

"Fellow Daoist, please feel free to look."

Li Mufeng reached out and picked up the handguard.

The moment he touched it, he felt a slight weight in his palm.

This weight is significantly greater than that of ordinary ironware.

The hand guards are entirely dark black, with mottled marks of time on their surface, making them look unremarkable.

If you don't look closely, it's not even indistinguishable from scrap metal.

No wonder nobody cares.

Most of the cultivators just now probably thought it was just a piece of armor made from ordinary iron ore.

Thinking that if the price is cheap, it can be recycled and sold as materials.

As a result, Chen Yuanshan immediately offered ten spirit stones.

Naturally, no one wants to be the sucker.

After playing with it for a while, Li Mufeng deliberately frowned.

"Fellow Daoist just said this is an ancestral treasure."

"But after looking at it for a long time, I still couldn't see anything special about it."

"Although the material is good, it is only made of iron ore."

"It is neither a legal instrument nor subject to any prohibition."

"Ten spirit stones is a bit too high a price."

Upon hearing this...

Chen Yuanshan's smile froze for a moment.

If it had been half an hour earlier, he might have argued his case.

But after that farce, much of his arrogance had been worn away.

After a moment of silence.

Chen Yuanshan sighed.

To be honest...

"When this thing came into my hands, I didn't know its exact origin."

"It's just that the elders in my family have always said it's a precious treasure."

"Let me keep it safe."

At this point, he gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"But I've been researching this for over a decade and haven't come up with anything."

"If we weren't so desperately short of spirit stones right now, we wouldn't be putting them up for sale."

Li Mufeng nodded upon hearing this.

His face still showed a lack of interest.

But in his mind, he had already started making plans.

Blue quality equipment.

We absolutely cannot miss it.

However, it is precisely at times like these that one should not appear too eager.

Otherwise, the price will only keep going up.

He pondered for a moment, seemingly weighing the options carefully.

After a few breaths, he slowly opened his mouth.

"How about this?"

"Considering that the material of these hand guards is not bad."

"Six spirit stones."

"If you are willing, I will accept it."

Upon hearing this...

Chen Yuanshan was taken aback at first.

Then his eyes lit up instantly.

Six spirit stones!

It was actually much higher than he had expected.

After being dealt a blow by that group of rogue cultivators, he was prepared to sell the iron ore for two or three spirit stones, based on the market price.

They seemed afraid that Li Mufeng would change his mind.

He quickly pushed the hand guards forward.

"make a deal!"

"We'll go with the price you suggested, fellow Daoist!"

Seeing this, Li Mufeng felt a slight sense of relief.

However, his face remained calm.

The two parties quickly completed the transaction.

When the six spirit stones were handed to Chen Yuanshan, the worry on the middle-aged cultivator's face dissipated considerably.

Li Mufeng then put the inconspicuous gauntlet into his storage bag.

The surface remained calm and composed.

But a faint sense of anticipation had already begun to stir within me.

Equipment that allows the system to display blue labels.

It's definitely not just a simple piece of heavy iron gauntlets.

After putting the heavy iron gauntlet into his storage bag, Li Mufeng strolled around the market for a few more minutes.

During this time, I also replenished a batch of talisman paper, talisman ink, and spiritual materials needed for making talismans.

Now that he has more money in his pocket, he is not as meticulous about purchasing as before.

After buying most of what he needed, he mingled with the crowd and slowly made his way towards the cave.

The market fair was still bustling with activity.

The sounds of vendors hawking their wares rose and fell all around.

But as he passed a street corner, Li Mufeng suddenly paused.

A familiar, lewd face came into view ahead.

The man had obviously spotted him too.

As if he had been prepared, his face immediately lit up with a smile, and he rushed over as if he had seen a long-lost relative.

"Master Li Fu!"

"We've finally found you!"