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第一百零五章 淘宝会

Black Wind Mountain stretched across the northern part of Youzhou, stretching for hundreds of miles. The mountain was rugged and rich in resources, but it was sparsely populated due to its reputation as a place where fierce beasts roamed.

Three days later, Lin Xuan descended from his遁光 onto Black Wind Mountain.

Despite their ferocity, these beasts were also full of valuable treasures. Lin Xuan had come here to seek out a rare material.

Suddenly, a tremendous explosion echoed from the distance, followed by dazzling light.

Lin Xuan paused as he prepared to move on. After a moment's hesitation, he flew towards the source of the commotion.

Beneath a towering peak, what was once dense forest now lay in a large expanse of cleared ground due to magical blasts. Three young cultivators, around twenty years old, were engaged in a fierce battle with a monstrous giant snake with a single horn, which was as thick as a water barrel.

Though the trio had the upper hand in numbers, their situation was dire.

Lin Xuan assessed their cultivation levels and shook his head. Truly, they were inexperienced and fearless. With such weak power, they dared to challenge the beasts of Black Wind Mountain.

Two men were slightly older with identical appearances; twin brothers at the peak of the Flexible Spirit Period. The third was a young woman in her teens, only reaching the third layer of the Flexible Spirit Period.

Opposing them was a giant snake as thick as a water barrel, whose identity Lin Xuan did not recognize but whose presence and aura indicated it to be an upper-grade first-stage monster.

The beast continuously spewed out dark green venom, its stench unbearable. The trio could barely hold their ground.

"Little sister, run! We'll hold this monster off."

"No. Brother, we die together."

As time passed, the three became increasingly exhausted. The giant snake opened its mouth wide, and it seemed like the young woman would be devoured. Lin Xuan's brows furrowed as he finally decided to intervene.

Countless ice needles flashed with a chilling light, whizzing down.

The beast, which had been boasting just moments ago, was reduced to a sieve and fell to the ground in an explosion of sound.

Lin Xuan nodded, his strength having increased significantly since entering the Foundation Establishment stage. Now using Ice Needle Technique, he could easily condense five hundred needles.

Three low-ranking cultivators, who thought they were doomed, were surprised and grateful at this sudden turn of events. The young man, around twenty years old, effortlessly decapitated an upper-grade first-stage monster with his effortless movements. The trio dared not be complacent; even though the opponent was a young man, their spiritual eyes could not discern his cultivation level, so he must certainly be a Foundation Establishment stage expert.

After calming down from their shock, the three siblings immediately bowed in gratitude: "We humbly greet you, senior. Thank you for saving us."

"Mm." Lin Xuan's expression was calm, but inside, he felt quite pleased to be respected by a master. He sized up the trio: "With your cultivation levels, you dare come to Black Wind Mountain? Don't you want to keep your lives?"

Though his tone was scolding, as he was their savior and in a world where might made right, the three siblings dared not show any dissatisfaction.

The elder man sighed: "Senior is correct. We were overly confident. Originally, we planned to hunt some beasts here and sell our spoils at the Fair for exchanging talismans and crystal stones."

"What's this 'Fair'?" Lin Xuan was surprised; he had never heard of it before.

The three siblings exchanged glances, looking slightly embarrassed: "Hehe, that is a gathering among low-ranking cultivators. Senior wouldn't be interested."

"Tell me about it."

"Well, if you truly want to know, I will speak without reservation," the elder man coughed and began to explain…

Half an hour later.

Lin Xuan transformed into a streak of light, heading towards the location mentioned by the trio.

He was genuinely interested in this Fair. The so-called 'Fair' was merely low-ranking cultivators trying to boost their status. High-ranking cultivators looked down on it, calling it a Waste Pills Market.

It was well-known that compared to Yanzhou, Youzhou's cultivation level was an entire tier higher. There were markets where cultivators could conduct transactions, and in these markets, apart from essence pills for enhancing cultivation and particularly powerful talismans, almost anything else could be bought with crystal stones, as long as you had them.

It sounded convenient, but few actually enjoyed visiting the market. The reason was simple: most low-ranking cultivators were poor. Apart from a few elite disciples of major sects or descendants of prominent families, ordinary free-lancers or those in less favored positions within their sects rarely had crystal stones.

Low-ranking cultivators struggled to hunt beasts and could not easily gather precious herbs for cultivation. Instead, they needed Essence Cleansing Pills.

For low-ranking cultivators without crystal stones to buy things from the market, what was one to do? Some clever individuals came up with a solution: holding regular gatherings where each brought out some worthless items for trade. It was a desperate measure but did solve some problems, allowing them to exchange and find useful items that others might consider trash.

Unlike the market, at this gathering, no one knew what would be available; you had to search for it yourself, hence the name 'Fair'.

But to high-ranking cultivators, almost everything here was worthless.

However, Lin Xuan was different. He possessed purification skills, and materials and pills that other low-ranking cultivators discarded could potentially become treasures in his hands.

Fair, fair… he thought, I might as well go and see if there's anything useful to be found.

Since entering the Foundation Establishment stage, Lin Xuan's speed had increased significantly. It took him only a little over half an hour to cover two hundred miles.

Stopping in mid-air, he looked at the terrain before him; this was it.

Lin Xuan descended his遁光 and drank some Red Silk Grass Green Liquid to lower his cultivation level to the peak of the Flexible Spirit Period. Then he used Heavenly Demon Mimicry Technique to change his appearance.

Though the trio mentioned that occasionally, destitute Foundation Establishment cultivators would come here for the Fair, each visit drew curious glances from others. Lin Xuan did not want to become a focal point; it was safer to pretend to be a low-ranking cultivator.

Using the Wind Control Technique, he walked about twenty miles forward and encountered a simple illusionary array. A smile appeared on his face; this must be it.

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