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Chapter 68 Black Market Anecdote

Three days later, Liuxiang Valley.

"Whoosh!"

Zhou Fan came to the black market wearing a black robe and a mask with the corners of his mouth raised to the base of his ears.

"Lao Bi is right, people here basically cover up their appearance and body shape. People here are very silent, trade quietly, hang out quietly, and don't even bargain loudly."

"Pulse Protecting Pill! Xuanyuan Pill! It's called Spring Pill...it's all there."

"There are actually people selling Xuan-level advanced combat skills?"



Watching the people coming and going, he wandered around casually and observed.

"Unfortunately, I don't need any of these."

Zhou Fan walked around and decided to set up a stall and sell the resources himself: "No one is selling the mid-grade spiritual stones I need."

"Brother, are you here to sell things too?"

"It's hard to do business! The black market didn't open until the end of the month, and everyone's spiritual stones have basically been used up. I really don't know what the organizers of the black market are thinking."

The ghost-faced man in green who was setting up a stall next to him complained.

Zhou Fan smiled and did not respond. He spent a lot of resources, put up a wooden sign, listed the price list in detail, and marked two sentences: deal by yourself, refuse to counter-offer, for the convenience of you, me and others.

Lingyun Sect closed down, the sect leader and his sister-in-law ran away, and everything was on sale for clearance.

"So many fourth-grade talismans?"

"So many fourth-grade elixirs?"

"..."

"Brother, who is your father? Do you still need a son?"

The green-robed ghost-faced man stood up in shock.

"Well……"

Zhou Fan's mouth twitched.

You and my father agree, but I still don’t agree! It’s a wonderful idea to divide the family property among multiple people!

"Buzz!"

Immediately, he started practicing on his own.

"So many fourth-grade talismans? The price...is so much lower than that of Futang?"

"Lingyun Sect closed down? What happened? Why didn't I know about such a big thing?"

"The master of Lingyun Sect has an affair with his sister-in-law? Is it so exciting? Brother, are there any illustrations? I will pay a lot of money to buy them!"



The discussion in front of the stall became louder and louder, which was very abrupt in the originally quiet Liuxiang Valley, causing people around to gather.

The louder the sound becomes, the more people it attracts.

A virtuous cycle quickly formed.

Each transaction was completed independently, and in just a moment, the resources on the stall were sold out.

"Whoosh!"

Without saying a word, Zhou Fan filled a sack with medium-grade spiritual stones, carried it and left.

The ghost-faced man in green: "..."

It turns out that the reason why I can't earn spiritual stones is not because of the 'end of the month', but...

Sack problem!

I will also bring a sack to hold the spiritual stones tomorrow!

"There are thousands of middle-grade spiritual stones, right?"

Many people stared at Zhou Fan's leaving figure, and their hearts were filled with excitement.

Middle-grade spiritual stones are a cultivation resource exclusively for inner disciples, and 10 are given out at a fixed quota every month. They are scarce resources, and who doesn’t want them?

However, no one took action.

because……

No one knows who the person under this black robe is and what his strength is!

the next day.

"Brother, are you here again?"

"You don't still have resources to sell, do you?"

The ghost-faced man in green clothes arrived early, and when he saw Zhou Fan's familiar attire, he immediately became more enthusiastic: "Look... I also imitated you and took the sack."

"I also want to leave with a sack of spiritual stones."

Zhou Fan: "..."

Why do I meet so many funny people?

I have the attribute of ‘skin’, so I automatically attract ‘skin friends’?

"brother!"

"The leader of Lingyun Sect really had an affair with his sister-in-law?"

The green-robed ghost-faced man asked.

"Buzz!"

After laying out the resources and setting up the wooden sign, Zhou Fan sat cross-legged again.

Then……

There was an endless stream of customers in front of his stall, and transactions were completed one after another.

The number of spiritual stones in the sack also increased rapidly.

The ghost-faced man in green looked at it and was greedy in his heart.

"Whoosh!"

After the resources were sold, Zhou Fan stood up and left.

Before leaving, he saw that there was no one at the Tsing Yi Ghost Face Man's stall and not a single thing was sold. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Logically speaking, a stall that is so popular next to his should not be so deserted.

"Well……"

The next moment, after seeing what the ghost-faced man in green was selling, Zhou Fan understood.

Do you sell your cultivation experience on the black market?

Everyone is covering their faces, who knows who you are? If you, a rookie, pretend to be a big shot and sell your cultivation experience, wouldn’t this be a scam?

"It seems it's not a problem with the sack. Could it be...a problem with the mask? A problem with the clothes?"

The green-robed ghost-faced man muttered: "But a mask like his is too hard to find, isn't it? His mouth is grinning to the base of his ears!"

Zhou Fan: "..."

This ability of observation... you are really a little genius in business!

"More than a thousand middle-grade spiritual stones again!"

"I heard that people from Futang and Dantang have purchased talismans and elixirs in bulk from him! It's so cheap! And the quantity is huge!"

"Has Lingyun Sect collapsed? Who is this person?"



Everyone was talking in low voices.

One of the pig-faced masked men had eyes full of greed and whispered: "Tomorrow is the last day of the black market. If you still come, don't blame me for being rude."

The third day.

Zhou Fan dressed up and came to Liuxiang Valley again.

"..."

When he saw a man dressed exactly like himself sitting in the Tsing Yi Ghost Face Man's stall, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Is it really just an imitation?

"Brother, today is the last day. I can make money entirely from this outfit!"

A familiar voice came from the stall next door.

Zhou Fan was too lazy to pay attention to the other party, and continued to place resources, set up wooden signs, and then sat cross-legged.

"finally come!"

"I'm the first!"



There is already a long queue at Zhou Fan's stall, and many people come here because of its reputation.

Apparently...

Zhou Fan has become the most popular mysterious person, and everyone is becoming more and more curious about his identity.

Time passes and trading continues.

"Are they sold?"

At a certain moment, all the resources on the stall were sold out, and it happened to be the turn of a mysterious person wearing a pink fox mask. She said with great dissatisfaction: "I have been waiting in line for a long time! Isn't this a waste of my time?"

"no!"

"You must sell me 100 fourth-grade talismans! Otherwise, you can't leave!"

Her voice was whiny, condescending, and her bossy attitude was extremely offensive.

"Liu Piaopiao?"

Zhou Fan's eyes darkened and he shouted tentatively.

"You...how do you know me..."

The next moment, the pink fox masked person exclaimed, and then she realized that she had let slip. She quickly covered her mouth, feeling the eyes of the people around her. She stamped her feet angrily, pointed at Zhou Fan's nose and cursed:

"Have the guts to leave your own name!"

"One person does the work and one person is responsible."

Zhou Fan was not afraid at all, and said with great strength: "My surname is Yue, my first name is Qianlong!"

"If you were a woman, come to me to settle the score!"

"good!"

"You wait!"

Liu Piaopiao turned around and left angrily: "I will challenge you to a life-and-death fight!"

Xianyun Sect prohibits fighting. If you want to resolve grievances, you can initiate a life-and-death fight!

Fight to the death on the fighting stage, take responsibility for life and death!

Resolve grievances fairly!

"I agree!"

Zhou Fan picked up the sack and was about to leave: "See you on the fighting stage in three days!"

"Brother Moon."

"My surname is An."

The owner of the stall next door came over, handed over a booklet, and said in a low voice: "You are about to fight to the death. You must need to become stronger, right?"

"I see that you are in the late stage of the Linghai Realm. You must be eager to break through, right?"

"I have the cultivation experience to break through to the spirit-controlling realm, do you want it?"

"!!!"

Hearing this, Zhou Fan was shocked.

He didn't take any action or reveal his aura during the whole process, but the other party actually saw his level of cultivation?

This person is not simple!

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Fan took the booklet and looked through it briefly.

"Brother Yue, this thing is the fruit of my labor. If you see it, you must buy it."

The mysterious man named An said.

"you……"

Zhou Fan's mouth twitched.

Forced buying and selling?

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the mysterious man surnamed An accidentally released the terrifying aura of the Sky Control Realm, and then he said sheepishly: "I'm sorry, I just broke through not long ago, and I can't control my aura."

"It didn't scare you, did it?"

Zhou Fan: "..."

"Are you called An Bandit?"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he could only admit defeat. After all, the cultivation experience cannot be read casually. He said: "I can only give you low-grade spiritual stones."

"It's all OK! It's all OK!"

Robber An laughed so happily that he even made a sound accidentally.

"Eh?"

Zhou Fan's pupils shrank. The other party had just laughed so happily that his voice became much shriller, like a woman's voice.

"Ahem..."

Bandit An hurriedly cleared his throat, resumed his rough male voice, and said, "Brother Yue, don't worry, I guarantee you won't be deceived or deceived!"

"A total of 1,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

Zhou Fan: "???"

Why don't you go and grab it?

"Seeing how you take care of my business, I gave you this book on how to break through to the Sky Control Realm."

Bandit An handed Zhou Fan another booklet.

"..."

Zhou Fan felt that the other party couldn't sell it, so he simply packaged it and sold it to him.

So dark!

He depressedly took out the 1,000 low-grade spiritual stones given to him by Jian Wushuang.

"Whoosh!"

"Thanks!"

Immediately, Bandit An turned around and ran away, leaving the stall behind.

Zhou Fan: "..."

He suddenly wanted to tear up the booklet in his hand. Wouldn't this thing make you feel uncomfortable even if you wipe your butt?

"Ha ha!"

Liu Piaopiao laughed heartily: "Yue Qianlong, you are such an idiot!"

"1,000 low-grade spiritual stones bought me loneliness!"

"Idiot."

Zhou Fan cursed and directly activated the fourth-grade divine walking talisman and the fourth-grade divine hidden talisman and disappeared.

"you……"

Liu Piaopiao was so angry that she screamed.

the other side.

"Whoosh!"

Gangster An left the black market and saw that Zhou Fan did not chase him out. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked leisurely: "So this is how it feels to carry a whole sack of spiritual stones."

"It's so cool!"

"hey-hey."

"stop!"

Suddenly, several figures emerged from the surroundings, all of them dressed in sinister outfits.

The leader wore a pig face mask, looked at Bandit An carefully, and said: "Wearing a mask with the corner of his mouth lifted to the base of his ears, wearing a black robe, and carrying a sack, that's right!"

"it's him!"

"Do it!"

"This is Xianyun Sect, do you dare to take action?"

Robber An asked calmly and even found it interesting.

"snort!"

"No one knows anyone in this black market. This section of the road is sparsely populated. As long as we move fast enough, we are not afraid of being discovered by the law enforcement officials!"

The pig-faced masked man laughed ferociously and said, "Boy, if I'm to blame, it's because you've been so public in the past few days."

"These days?"

Bandit An was stunned and asked: "I just made a little publicity today, but I didn't make any publicity in the past two days!"

"Did you find the wrong person?"

"Cut the nonsense!"

"That's you!"

The pig-faced masked man took the lead in charging: "Brothers, fuck him!"


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