Chapter 351 Black Market
On the sixth floor of the campus teachers and students cafeteria, near the window.
Feng Xinhuang sat upright on a dark brown rattan chair. The vanilla latte in front of her had already cooled down, but she didn't take a sip. She held a magazine tightly in her hand, staring out the window without blinking.
Only after Yu Xiaonan's luxurious Maserati drove away did she calmly pick up the already cold coffee, bring it to her lips, raise her white neck, and drink it all in one gulp.
This cup of coffee didn't have any sweet sugar in it, but at this moment Feng Xinhuang didn't feel any bitterness at all in her mouth.
But after drinking it, Feng Xinhuang's expression did not change at all. She put down the magazine news about the appearance of strange fire in the psychic area, stood up and left.
On the cover, there are clearly several sunken fingerprints and a slightly burnt cover.
When she went downstairs, she was like a burning flame, and she made a phone call casually: "Xinyi, I want to buy a car recently. Can you help me with some advice? What car can be more expensive and better than Maserati?"
On the other side, inside the car, Luo Hou was sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed, while Yu Xiaonan was driving in the front seat. Luo Shui was afraid of embarrassment so he also sat in the front.
"Is the black market open after six o'clock?" In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Luo Hou took the initiative to ask.
Although he didn't have much hope that he would be able to find items that would satisfy him in this black market.
But since I'm here, of course I have to go and take a look. What if I can find a bargain?
"That's right. The black market in our Magic City stipulates that transactions can be conducted every seven days. After the market opens, many cultivators will take out some things that they cannot identify to sell~"
“Because many people have had the luck to find bargains, the black market is usually extremely popular when it opens. Even those who are at the Nascent Soul stage will often go there to check it out.”
"However, due to safety considerations, ordinary cultivators cannot enter the black market when it opens without the guidance of an acquaintance."
While listening to Yu Xiaonan's introduction, Luo Hou was thinking about ways. He didn't expect that these students actually had such ways.
If he had known earlier, he would have gone shopping these days.
Maybe you can pick up something good.
Not long after, Yu Xiaonan parked the Maserati in a parking lot in the center of a busy commercial street.
There is a very open space under the parking lot, and a sleepy old man is specially arranged to sit in the security booth.
He walked over with Luohou and Luoshui and showed a card. The old security guard glanced at Luohou and the others casually, and finally let them pass slowly.
After entering the underground parking lot, the few of them walked around for several hundred meters.
Until the last location with a few huge rocks appeared, the originally ordinary reinforced concrete basement instantly changed its appearance.
It is hard to imagine that above is a bustling commercial street while below is a black market where immortal cultivators secretly trade.
Although there are countless trading markets like this in the commercial streets, the existence of the black market is more meaningful after all.
Otherwise, those murderers and arsonists would not have the chance to deal with the stolen goods.
As the boulder moves.
The original modern walls were transformed directly into rows of small neighborhoods covered with carpets.
Without exception, everyone wore strange masks to cover their faces, as if they were afraid of exposing their identities.
"By the way, teacher, this is for you." Luo Shui handed over a rose mask with a faint fragrance.
Upon hearing this, Luohou waved his hand and did not take the mask.
He has now reached the perfect level of cultivation in the Tribulation Realm.
Who is not afraid of death and dares to cause trouble?
Besides, given how famous he was for killing the Black-Winged White Eagle, how could ordinary people not recognize his name?
"You don't wear it either?"
"I'm from the Yu family. Mo City is the territory of our ten major families and our Yu family is ranked third among the largest families. Our words are hard rules. We don't wear masks in the local black market. This is also a way to declare our sovereignty. It means that in this area, the children of the family are not afraid of getting into any trouble! As long as someone dares to blacken them, the strength of the family will definitely make these people suffer more than death," Yu Xiaonan explained confidently.
She took out a piece of cloth and tied it around her left arm. On the armband was a simple Chinese character for "fishing" written in oracle-bone script.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
Generally speaking, no one wants to mess with children from aristocratic families.
In addition to their deep family background.
What’s more important is that behind each of these families there is an immortal and powerful being.
Therefore, all independent practitioners will abide by these unwritten rules.
"By the way, teacher, if you want to buy something, you must check it carefully. Although the black market items are cheap, there are still many scams~"
Yu Xiaonan greeted her, then walked forward with her long legs swaying in her miniskirt.
Luo Shui also followed Luo Hou and visited different stalls.
After strolling around for more than an hour, Luohou had already become familiar with the black market.
The things sold here are really from all over the world, and there is nothing strange.
Magical instruments, talismans, elixirs, and magical fruits.
These are just the basics!
There are even some original bitter tea seeds from the extremely dark female zombies, beautiful ghosts, etc...
But most of them are fake.
Some exquisite items that look very good are actually the products of concealment through trickery.
Soon, Luohou came across a small stall filled with various bone tools.
The stall is run by an old lady with wrinkles all over her face who looks to be in her seventies or eighties.
"Take a look~ Here are all the fine items from the underworld~" the old man introduced in a hoarse voice.
Luohu took a casual glance and found that they were just some insignificant broken bones and feces, so he was ready to leave.
But the next moment.
The old man directly pulled out a bone blade that looked like a dagger.
Guided by spiritual energy, the blade instantly ignited with a blue flame. The scorching heat caused the air to become distorted. Its power was obviously not to be underestimated.
"The Netherworld Bone Blade is made from the spine of the Netherworld Beast of Hell and red flame iron after 9981 days of forging. As long as it is fueled by spiritual energy, it can burst into a fierce Netherworld flame with a temperature of over 5,000 degrees Celsius. The temperature at the center of the flame can even exceed 6,000 degrees Celsius!"
The visitor introduced slowly.
Luohou's eyes fixed and he immediately became interested.
This Netherworld Fire is obviously also a kind of strange fire.
If it was used as the nutrients of the Natural Flame-Flame Fruit, its ability would definitely be enhanced!
"I bought this bone blade~"
"Hehehe, no problem, the retail price is three hundred low-grade spirit stones~" The old man's eyes lit up and he immediately quoted the price.
The other passers-by around were watching the excitement with smiles on their faces.
It seems like he is looking at a fool.
"Teacher Ye! Don't buy anything from this old woman! It's fake!"
When the old man heard the shouting, a look of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes.
As a result, as soon as Yu Xiaonan came over, the expression on the old man's face froze instantly. After an awkward smile, he took the initiative to admit his mistake and put the things away.
Fishermen can't cheat people randomly.
This kind of local tyrant family is more difficult to deal with than a fierce dragon crossing the river.
Her birthday is approaching.
We can't take such a risk.
"Teacher Ye, this bone knife is the most common counterfeiting method used by this old woman. The Hell Nether Beast contains a small amount of strange fire energy. As long as it is combined with the red flame iron, it can indeed cause an exaggerated high temperature in a short period of time. But after you buy it, the energy in the spine of the Nether Beast will be exhausted soon. By then, it will be a pile of scrap copper and iron, even worse than a kitchen knife in the vegetable market."
"Moreover, long-term contact with these evil objects will affect the life span of the monk," Yu Xiaonan explained anxiously.
Luo Shui beside him also reminded quietly
Luo Hou glanced back at the two anxious students and nodded: "It's okay, as long as it can last for a second~"
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