Nanxi Fang Market.

As one of the larger Qi Refining markets in the southern part of Yun Country, one of the nineteen countries in the Eastern Wasteland, there were always a lot of customers.

So when Chen Mobai entered here, he didn’t attract anyone’s attention. Only two Qi Refining first level youths greeted him, exchanged a glance, and then one of them retreated, giving the business to the one in hemp clothing.

“Does this senior need a guide? I know all the shops here, even the things sold on the stalls today.”

Chen Mobai looked at the person in front of him who was about the same age as him, feeling doubtful.

[Why is his cultivation so low?]

If this was in the Immortal Gate, being at such an age and only at the first level of Qi Refining, he wouldn’t even make it to high school and would be directly expelled.

Moreover, the spiritual energy level in this market was not low, it was at the middle grade of the first rank.

But he definitely wouldn’t ask this question and instead asked another question with some embarrassment.

“Is there a fee?”

“Ten gold per day.”

Hearing this, Chen Mobai thought of the dozen or so gold pieces he got from the old man’s package, understanding that this was also the currency unit for cultivators. He just didn’t know how much gold was needed to exchange for a spirit stone.

He wanted to ask more, but was afraid of exposing himself by asking these common sense questions, so he could only shake his head and refuse.

“Senior, please consider it again. I also know some channels for selling stolen goods in this market.”

Seeing Chen Mobai refuse, the hemp-clothed youth became a little anxious and said something that made even Chen Mobai embarrassed.

Is this place so lawless?

Can such words be said in broad daylight?

But he was really short of money, so he could only refuse again and then quickly leave.

The hemp-clothed youth looked at his back with disappointment.

“Liu Ge, this person looks unfamiliar, but he seems to be at the later stage of Qi Refining, and his clothes are densely stitched but extremely neat. He probably has a big background.”

The Qi Refining first level youth who had retreated earlier walked over. He had been observing Chen Mobai all along, carefully examining the ancient costume set he had ordered online, and expressing admiration for the neat stitching done by the machine. Only the big cultivator families would pay such attention to their attire.

“He doesn’t have the natural disdain for us wandering cultivators that those big cultivator families have. He might be a disciple of the Seven Great Sects.”

Based on the few words he exchanged with Chen Mobai just now, and comparing it with the people from the cultivator families he had dealt with before, Liu, the hemp-clothed youth, shook his head and came to what he thought was a correct conclusion.

“A disciple of the Seven Great Sects? How could they come to our Yun Country? Are they sending people to investigate because they think we’re not paying enough tribute every year?”

“Forget it, pretend you don’t know. Anyway, if the sky falls, we wandering cultivators just run away and hide in the mundane world.”

Hearing this, the youth nodded.

The Eastern Wasteland was always chaotic and lawless. Killing for treasure and seizing opportunities was the norm.

Even the big sects above would have friction and fierce battles every few decades. They wandering cultivators had long been used to it.Unfortunately, these newcomers who had just stepped into the world of cultivation thought they had a chance at immortality, but instead found themselves struggling in a world where they couldn’t even afford a complete Qi Refining technique.

Chen Mobai, however, was unaware of this, as his industrial-style ancient clothing was mistaken for that of a disciple from the Eastern Wilderness Sect.

From the account books of Bibo Lake, he learned about Nanxi Fang Market.

Liu Linpei, a member of the Five Elements Sect, had been doing business here for twenty years and had dealt with many local cultivation forces. He recorded these things in order to hand them over to future generations when they went to the Immortal Gate for Foundation Establishment.

However, fifty years ago, he disappeared from Bibo Lake and never returned.

Chen Mobai searched through all the books in the side hall and found a book that recorded local forces and specialties. He had been planning to go out and take a look, but it wasn’t until today that he finally made up his mind to follow the map and come here.

He was afraid that things might have changed over the past fifty years, but to his surprise, this market, which was established by local cultivation families and small sects, still existed and was thriving.

As he walked along the main street of the market, he saw not only shops selling elixirs and magic tools, but also many restaurants, accommodations, and even a Formation shop selling formation flags and plates.

He wanted to go in and take a look, but these shops had few customers, and he didn’t have any money, so he decided to go to the place where the stalls were set up and learn about the market situation.

Apart from the more than twenty golden shops on this street, there were stalls selling all kinds of strange things in every corner of the market.

Although Chen Mobai had no gold or spirit stones, he still walked around with great interest, learning about the price common sense of this world.

It turned out that low-level Qi Refining cultivators basically traded in gold, and spirit stones were also extremely precious to them.

The exchange rate between gold and spirit stones was usually ten thousand gold for one spirit stone, but if you really wanted to exchange, the spirit stone would be more valuable and would have a premium.

Most of the stalls traded in gold, and only a few involved spirit stones, which were only used by cultivators above the fourth level of Qi Refining.

Chen Mobai saw a stall selling books, and a complete Qi Refining technique was actually divided into three volumes for sale.

He thought this was very strange until he saw the same Qi Refining technique being sold layer by layer at another stall.

The nine levels of Qi Refining were divided into nine volumes, and one volume cost one spirit stone. Business was still good, and most wandering cultivators could only afford one volume.

Chen Mobai was very tempted, as he could easily download this Qi Refining technique for free, but he didn’t dare to sell it, as he had made a small dao heart oath every time he downloaded it. If he passed it on to someone else to cultivate, he would invite heart demons in the future, which would not be good.

However, he did have a book that was not downloaded from the Immortal Gate.

“The Black Water Technique”!

He walked around the stall and found that this technique was also for sale, and the price was not cheap.

It was priced at eight spirit stones, and if he wanted accompanying spells, he would have to pay even more spirit stones.”Water Control Technique” 2 spirit stones, “Water Element Shield” 3 spirit stones, and surprisingly, there was no “Ice Technique” for sale. After asking, Chen Mobai found out that the stall owner didn’t have a complete version, and it could only be cultivated up to the 7th layer of Qi Refining.

Chen Mobai took a deep breath to calm himself down.

He recalled that he seemed to have a few bottles of elixirs among the spoils he had obtained before.

He didn’t recognize these things and didn’t dare to consume them, but if he put them up for sale, there might be someone who could identify them.

Where did he put those elixir bottles?

It seemed like they were placed in the bottom drawer of his bedside table. He would bring them over when he went back this time.

Chen Mobai wandered around the magical tool stalls again. He didn’t need to ask for prices; just by standing there for a while, he saw many cultivators bargaining with the stall owners. He silently noted the prices in his heart and compared them with the needle box he had obtained.

Similar-grade magical tools were actually worth 30 spirit stones.