Chapter 248 Extra - Finding a Bargain (1/2)

The market town is located in the west of the city.

They occupied almost half of the city.

There are no proper shops inside, only small stalls one after another. Over the years, these stalls have spontaneously formed a free market.

People wandered around inside, and the stone slabs were worn smooth and shiny. Further inside, there were no more stalls, only stalls where people sat on the ground. It was even more chaotic and crowded, and people could only squeeze in sideways.

As soon as the two stepped inside, a cacophony of shouts and calls filled the air.

"Top-quality sand scorpion carapaces, the best stuff for making armor, selling cheap!"

"Qi-restoring pills, freshly made, ten times the price back if fake!"

As Ruan Tang walked around, she noticed that the stalls with proper tables and canopies in the front were mostly set up by the surrounding sects to earn spirit stones for their disciples.

Behind them were mostly independent cultivators, dressed simply or in shorts, their eyes scrutinizing people, their faces full of shrewdness.

They sell a wide variety of things.

Broken magical artifacts, unidentifiable ores, parts salvaged from demonic beasts, and even someone selling a broken earthenware pot, claiming it was dug out of an ancient cultivator's cave.

Yan Yu walked on the outside of Ruan Tang, his tall figure directly separating the crowded flow of people.

His eyes swept across the surroundings like knives, not missing a single unfriendly glance.

The two walked around, stopping occasionally, and casually bought some herbs marked on the nautical chart, as well as a few talismans that were said to be waterproof.

The product isn't great, but it's cheap.

Ruan Tang was pulling Yan Yu along, wanting to check out a bigger stall ahead, when suddenly a string of curses came from the side.

"Damn it! What a fucking bad luck!"

Not far away, a stall owner, with a look of disgust on his face, picked up a dusty, oval pebble with two fingers from a pile of junk.

The pebbles were only about the size of a thumb, with a pitted and uneven surface, no shine at all, and covered in black mud, just like the pebbles on the roadside.

But upon closer inspection, the air around the pebble appears to be distorted in ways that are difficult to detect with the naked eye.

A chilling aura clung to it; just looking at it sent a shiver down your spine.

"What a piece of junk! I didn't check it carefully when I received it, and it just sat there overnight, killing one of my Blood Clotting Grass plants!"

The stall owner looked pained.

"Throw it away!"

He raised his arm, about to throw the stone into the nearby garbage heap.

"etc!"

As soon as the voice fell, a lean cultivator dressed in a gray short jacket and sporting a goatee rushed over.

His eyes were fixed on the stall owner's hands.

"Fellow Daoist, how much is this thing...?"

The goatee-bearded monk's Adam's apple bobbed as he forcibly suppressed the fervor in his eyes, pretending to ask casually.

The stall owner pinched the goatee with the corner of his eye and snorted.

"Sell my ass! Even if you gave it away for free, it would still take up my space. Want it?"

He threw the dark, unremarkable pebble onto the stall.

"Ten low-grade spirit stones, take them... consider it a way to get rid of bad luck."

The corner of the man with the goatee's mouth twitched involuntarily.

His murky eyes couldn't hide his greed.

He immediately bowed low, rubbed his hands together, and grinned like a weasel that had stolen a chicken.

"Fellow Daoist, look at this thing, it's all black and sinister, it's definitely not a good thing."

"Even if I collect it, I have to pay someone to clean it up. It's expensive and time-consuming."

"Here's what I'll do with the three low-grade spirit stones for you."

Upon hearing this, the stall owner's face instantly fell.

Three low-grade spirit stones? Dream on!

The stall owner took the pebble back, picked it up and examined it carefully for a long time, but still couldn't find anything different about it, so he put it back beside him.