Long Chen and Mo Nian ignored those divine senses. Although Xing Wujiang told them they could walk around Demon Suppression City with confidence, it still wasn't appropriate to beat them up just because someone glanced at them. That wouldn't be appropriate.
Mainly because Mo Nian had important matters to attend to and didn't have much time to delay, the four of them left the Yuling tribe and immediately boarded the teleportation array heading to the west city.
West City is under the control of the Ironblood Sect. It's not that Mo Nian is deliberately stirring up trouble, but rather that there is currently a marketplace in West City, which is their true destination.
Logically, setting up a market inside Demon-Subduing City might sound a bit awkward, but it was indeed a marketplace.
In fact, there are sections of the market to the east, west, south, and north, but usually it's a vast empty land stretching tens of thousands of miles, where even birds don't want to stay—in other words, it's a wasteland.
But whenever Tianmu Mountain opens, the market instantly becomes lively. Although the market spans tens of thousands of li, once Tianmu Mountain opens, it is filled with all kinds of stalls.
Pedestrians crowded the crowd, crowded with foot and foot to the ground, and although the stalls here could only be set up for a few days, the fees were shockingly high. Yet even so, countless people still couldn't get a spot and had to set up stalls outside the city.
Setting up a stall outside the city doesn't require a booth fee, but transactions are also unreliable. If you buy counterfeit goods, you're considered unlucky, if you get scammed, it's a lesson, or even if you get robbed, you have to deal with it yourself.
Therefore, very few people traded outside the city; most were concentrated inside, and the vendors' booth fees were paid to the city guard in the area they were in.
According to the rules of Fumo City, the city governor keeps seventy percent of the money received, the remaining thirty percent, and the other three families split it equally without paying taxes to the city lord.
So, every time the market turned, the household would make a fortune. However, the four major cities each had their own fixed stalls and the best locations.
They could also set up stalls themselves, and if they didn't set up their own stalls, they could rent them out to earn some rent.
No matter how noble or mysterious the cultivation world describes them, many essential things remain unchanged. Money, whether in the mortal world or the immortal-demon world, is an indispensable theme.
The greater the power, the more money is needed. If Long Chen didn't have the Chaos Space and could refine pills himself, he wouldn't have been able to afford such enormous expenses for the Dragon Blood Legion.
Although both Mo Nian and Guo Ran's professions are very lucrative, in order not to delay their cultivation and to help the Dragonblood Legion grow stronger, their abilities have basically been self-produced and self-promoted.
When Long Chen and Mo Nian arrived at the market, there were actually fewer people than in the previous two days. In fact, this was done on purpose.
Because Tianmu Mountain would open tomorrow, many people had already bought the things they needed to buy; otherwise, feeling uneasy and unable to focus on improving their state,
Nowadays, people visiting the market mostly wandered around, looking for anything to supplement or to see if they could find any hidden treasures.
As soon as Long Chen and the others entered, someone at the door shouted loudly, "How many of you?" Are you heading to Tianmu Mountain? Hey, you really are here. I have many secret manuals here, all translated divine arts, guaranteed to be mastered quickly. Practice on the same day, know it the same day, and tomorrow you can show off your skills inside Tianmu Mountain... Not
only Long Chen, even Yutong and Yufei were speechless. Something learned so quickly can really be called divine arts? Isn't this just fooling idiots?
But seeing that person shouting so energetically, it was clear someone had been tricked; otherwise, such a person should have gone extinct long ago.
The four entered the market without lingering on the outskirts, heading straight for the central area. Unlike ordinary markets, the gold stalls were all in the center.
Although they knew the intermediate stalls were expensive, and the merchants weren't fools, they definitely passed all the rent onto buyers.
But those who could set up stalls in this spot were all powerful individuals, whose treasures were of higher quality and more varied.
Mo Nian arrived at a stall. Long Chen saw many strange ores and some odd bottles, each containing a drop of fresh blood flowing from it.
Mo Nian arrived here and immediately stopped. Long Chen was taken aback: "You actually understand runes too?" Although
Long Chen wasn't a rune master, he had seen Xia Chen use these things before and knew they were precious materials for runes.
Not to mention the ores, just the bottles alone contained several astonishing fluctuations. The overwhelming pressure made it hard for Long Chen to breathe. Clearly, it was the essence blood of a Heavenly Saint-level existence.
Xing Wujiang was right. Every time Tianmu Mountain opens, it brings huge opportunities, and at the market, you can see all kinds of treasures.
"Hehe, in our line of work, you have to know a bit about everything." Mo Nian chuckled and started picking through various items.
Mo Nian didn't even ask the price, but directly asked some very professional questions, even mentioning terms Long Chen had never heard before. The receptionist, seeing Mo Nian pick directly without asking the price, thought he had met a wealthy man.
But when Mo Nian's words sounded so professional, he immediately realized he had met an expert. In the end, Mo Nian selected dozens of items, bargained for a while, and directly paid thirty million Chaos Spirit Stones.
It had to be said, Mo Nian was incredibly rich—thirty million top-grade Chaos Spirit Stones! Mo Nian blinked when he spent them.
When the two passed by an accessory stall, Mo Nian directly spent 100,000 top-grade Chaos Spirit Stones to buy a bracelet for each of Yutong and Yufei.
The bracelet was a spiritual artifact that could be transformed into a weapon or armor. It was somewhat similar to Bai Xiaole's spiritual artifact, but its quality was much inferior.
However, according to the stall owner, the good spiritual artifacts had already sold out, leaving only these two pieces. He acted like he was buying them but not buying, not paying back a single cent, clearly showing he had no trouble selling.
Yutong and Yufei had never seen a spiritual artifact before and didn't have much concept of money, but the fact that the two weapons could constantly change shapes made them delighted. After getting the bracelets, they played with it so much that they even forgot to thank Mo Nian.
Mo Nian didn't mind. After coming to the Immortal Realm for so long, it was the first time in the Feather Spirit Clan he felt the warmth of family affection. In his heart, he had long regarded them as his own younger sisters.
Mo Nian kept moving forward, constantly buying all sorts of things—all sorts of strange and odd things. Even antiques like burial shrouds and footbasins—he bought them directly. Long Chen really couldn't find anything unusual about those things.
When Long Chen passed by a stall, he suddenly felt a stir and stopped. He saw a strange stone, and when he saw its shape, he was startled:
"Is this ... The power of the stars"