Chapter 108 Market Fair

Chapter 108 Market Fair

Gu Bugai looked at his young apprentices and their vibrant appearance, a smile blooming on his lips. However, when his gaze fell on the hands clasped by his young apprentice and Ling Yunxiao, he paused almost imperceptibly.

It's such an eyesore.

Don't think he didn't see that this kid had ulterior motives towards Yuqing. Now he's even holding her hand. Although it was the little apprentice who took the initiative, the kid didn't refuse.

Gu Bugai snorted inwardly. He needed to properly teach his little disciple and prevent him from being easily seduced by male cultivators. There were countless heartless men in the cultivation world, and this kid might very well be one of them.

At this moment, Gu Bugai had forgotten that Lou Yuqing knew everyone's life story, and if Ling Yunxiao did anything wrong, she would definitely be the first to discover it.

Gu Bugai stood with his hands behind his back outside the noisy crowd. Suddenly, he looked up into the void, as if he were making eye contact with someone in the distance. The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot without anyone noticing.

Two shooting stars streaked across the sky and arrived at Cangtian Peak in an instant.

"Junior Chengfeng greets Senior Zixiao." One of them clasped his hands in a salute to Gu Bugai. His familiar face shone brightly in the light; it was none other than Sword Master Chengfeng.

Gu Bugai looked at him with an air of complete confidence and said with certainty, "You gave my disciple a big gift in order to get to know me."

Sword Master Chengfeng honestly replied, "This junior dares not deceive you. There is indeed such a reason, but I also feel a connection with your disciple."

Gu Bugai smiled faintly and said, "You've told the truth. If I hadn't seen that you weren't a person with ill intentions, I would never have invited you to meet me at Cangtian Peak. If you have something to ask me, and I don't remember, we've never met before."

Sword Master Chengfeng took a deep breath and slowly said, "I have admired you for a long time and wanted to learn your thunder technique. During the small world trial, I saw that girl using your technique and guessed that she was your newly accepted disciple, so I asked you to come out."

He uttered the longest sentence he had spoken since entering the Wendao Sect.

"You want to challenge me to a magical duel?"

Gu Bugai sized up the tall and upright junior. His eyebrows and eyes contained an invisible sword intent, and this sword intent was constantly changing. There were as many as seven kinds, each corresponding to a different emotion.

"The body you see is my avatar, and it has the same Nascent Soul stage cultivation as you. So this is not considered bullying you. Draw your sword."

Sword Master Chengfeng's eyes lit up. Suppressing his joy, he drew his natal Seven Emotions Sword, cupped his hands, and said, "Please enlighten me, Senior Zixiao!"

Unbeknownst to Lou Yuqing, an unprecedented battle erupted at Cangtian Peak. Powerful sword energy swept across the sky, almost cutting the air into fragments, while countless bolts of lightning flashed, covering the entire sky, and calamity descended amidst the roar.

"A market fair?"

Lou Yuqing heard this term from Si Nidie for the second time and couldn't help but feel curious: "Senior sister, can we still participate now?"

Si Nidie patted her chest and said, "Of course you can. You don't know how many disciples were eliminated before you. Those who remain in the small world are all elites."

"The eliminated disciples either stay in the square to watch the competition or return to their guest rooms to meditate and cultivate. Of course, there are also quite a few who participate in the trade fair. I'm going to browse around and see if I can find anything good." She chuckled.

Si Nanren nodded in agreement; he and his sister had both benefited from the trade fair.

Lou Yuqing was instantly intrigued: "Shall we set off now?"

The ability to find bargains is ingrained in our genes, and the satisfaction and sense of accomplishment after successfully finding one is indescribable.

Ling Yunxiao looked around: "Wait a bit before you leave."

Just now, because of the slogans they had shouted, the disciples were full of enthusiasm and surrounded them from all sides, making it not an easy task to get out.

Lou Yuqing nodded, feeling both gratified and troubled, but ultimately more pleased than worried. She thought to herself narcissistically: There's nothing she can do; that's just how influential people are.

After a short while, the disciples' enthusiasm subsided slightly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the group slipped out of the crowd and flew straight to the market set up by the sect.

The Wendao Sect built four markets to meet the daily needs of its disciples, one each in the east, west, south, and north. Lou Yuqing and the others went to the southern market, which was the closest to the sect's guest rooms.

The streets were bustling with people, several times more lively than usual. As soon as Lou Yuqing and her group entered, the cries of vendors burst into their ears: pills, artifacts, arrays, puppets, and spirit beasts—everything imaginable was available.

After the Si siblings led Lou Yuqing and Ling Yunxiao through several twists and turns, they entered an inconspicuous pavilion. Lou Yuqing secretly complained: "The place is a bit small; it doesn't look like it can fit many people."

The maidservant greeted them with great professionalism and politely asked, "Are you four guests here to attend the trade fair?"

After receiving Si Nidie's affirmative answer, the maid gestured for them to enter: "The trade fair will be held in the innermost room on the second floor. Guests can see it by walking straight ahead."

Si Nidie tapped the table with her fingers, acting like a regular customer, and lazily asked, "The usual time?"

The maid smiled and said, "Yes."

"Let's go." Si Nidie took the lead and stepped onto the stairs leading to the second floor. To Lou Yuqing's surprise, her senior sister disappeared as soon as she stepped onto the stairs.

Seeing this, Si Nanren explained, "Don't panic, it's a small teleportation array."

After saying that, he was the second to go up the steps.

Lou Yuqing did indeed sense the aura of the formation and subconsciously took a second look.

“If I’m not mistaken, the actual location of the trade fair isn’t in the attic, but in a specially designated space. That’s why a magic array is needed to teleport people to the designated location. Your security measures are quite good.” Ling Yunxiao said, glancing at the maid as he finished speaking, thus answering Lou Yuqing’s question.

Lou Yuqing's face showed a look of sudden realization. It turned out that she was ignorant. She did not expect that there was such a way. She wondered how such a simple pavilion could accommodate so many cultivators.

The maid smiled and said, "Yes, sir."

At the same time, Luo Buqi happened to see Lou Yuqing and the others enter the pavilion. His legs followed them uncontrollably. His followers looked at each other and hesitated, wondering if Senior Brother Luo was going to cause trouble.

The maid had just watched Lou Yuqing and Ling Yunxiao enter the second floor when Luo Buqi and his henchmen appeared. She calmly sized them up, making sure they were unaware of the trade fair's existence, and her smile cooled slightly: "What business do you have? If not, leave now and don't disturb our business."

They actually issued an expulsion order.

Upon entering, Luo Buqi instinctively surveyed his surroundings.

First impression: cramped.

Second impression: Damn, we're so poor!

Then he heard the maid's order to leave, and he was immediately incredulous. Pointing at the shelves, he said, "With just these few showpieces, you still want to do business? No wonder you're going bankrupt!"

The underlings nodded in agreement. They had already looked through the items; they were all low-grade magic weapons or low-grade pills. In short, whatever they were, their quality was pitifully low, the kind of goods that even someone with a little spirit stone wouldn't buy.

The maid rolled her eyes rudely: "Did I ask you to buy it? I'm not doing business with you, so why are you meddling? You're not welcome here!"

She spoke again, telling them to leave.

How dare a mere maid be so arrogant! Luo Buqi was furious. He slammed his fist on the table and said, "Call your boss out here. I want to reason with him!"

The underlings also thought she was extremely arrogant, so arrogant that she didn't seem like a maid serving guests, but rather...

Before they could figure it out, the maid said, "I am the boss. What reason do you want to give me?"

The underlings: "..."

Luo Buqi: "..."

Even when she was kicked out of the attic, Luo Buqi still couldn't understand why her boss had gone to become a maid.

Du Fengyao: Of course, it's to select high-quality customers.

She, Ms. Du, had no intention of receiving anyone who wasn't genuinely interested in attending the trade fair.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Du Fengyao closed the pavilion door, transformed herself, and her maid's clothes disappeared, replaced by a black robe.

On the other side.

After Lou Yuqing stepped onto the steps, her figure suddenly became ethereal. The next moment, her face and body were hidden under a black robe. She was startled at first, then realized that this must have been a protective measure taken by the owner of the pavilion.

After all, they were trading treasures, and concealing their true identities could avoid a lot of trouble. When she arrived at the trading venue and saw that it was almost full of black-robed cultivators, she became even more certain of this.

"Let's go." Even the tone of his voice changed.

Lou Yuqing pulled Ling Yunxiao along and sat down in an empty seat. Looking around, all she could see was darkness, and she had no idea where her senior sister was sitting.

"I'm here." As soon as you speak of the devil, he appears, Si Nidie transmits her voice.

Lou Yuqing looked around and saw a black-robed cultivator waving at her from her right front. Many people around looked over, but the black-robed cultivator ignored them and continued on his own.

My senior is really amazing.

Lou Yuqing quickly responded to the greeting. After Si Nidie sat down, she saw that everyone had turned their attention away, and she quietly relaxed.

Suddenly, the aroma of fruit wafted from the side.

Ling Yunxiao handed over a spiritual fruit: "The time hasn't come yet, eat this to pass the time."

Lou Yuqing took a bite of the fruit and commented, "It tastes good." She shared her own spiritual fruit, saying, "Try it and see how it tastes."

Ling Yunxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, savoring the spiritual fruit like a cat. His slow and deliberate manner exuded elegance. The fruit was very sweet, but it couldn't compare to the sweetness in his heart.

Seeing that he was enjoying his meal, Lou Yuqing took out a few more spiritual fruits and threw them at him, saying, "Eat without worry, I have plenty more."

The boy, mistakenly thought to be greedy for fruit, said: "...Okay."

Just then, the doors of the trade fair slowly closed.

Du Fengyao appeared on the trading platform with a smile: "Welcome everyone to this trading fair. I am honored. Regular customers know the rules, but recently we have had quite a few new customers. I will first set an example and show you the trading process."

Light surged in her palm, and a delicate little bell appeared out of thin air. The bell was entirely made of an incomparably precious gold, and it swayed slightly, emitting a clear and melodious sound.

"Please look, everyone. This bell is a high-grade magic artifact, suitable for all Foundation Establishment cultivators. It will allow them to easily advance to the Golden Core stage. It possesses the power of illusion. Shaking the bell once in battle can confuse the enemy for at least a breath. I won't emphasize how important time is in combat, but I can say that this one breath could very well allow you to turn the tide of battle!"

Du Fengyao's introduction flowed smoothly, employing various rhetorical techniques with ease, instantly igniting the atmosphere. Finally, she said, "This magical artifact is called the Mind Control Bell. It was personally crafted by me. Many of my regular customers have purchased magical artifacts from me, and the feedback has been excellent. You can rest assured of my character and abilities."

"I would like to trade this item for three thousand spirit stones. Interested customers are welcome to make an offer!"

There are two options at the trade fair: bartering or exchanging goods for spirit stones.