able to use it openly in this situation.The Wumu Sword is Qin Sang's natal sword, forged through the union of his heart and spirit. Although he can, in a short time, do his best to conceal the aura of...Qin Sang didn't rush into those shops. His target was ahead, the owner of Xiulianfang City had opened up a free trading area for cultivators.

A gentle breeze, a light mist, and the twittering of swallows.

In the bustling square, winding like a curved stream of water, cultivators mostly dressed as ordinary people. However, there were also some who defied conventions, with outlandish attire. Some had a python coiled around their body, while others rode on tigers, leopards, falcons, or even hawks.

...and a whole body shrouded in black mist, with an eerie and sinister aura, for fear that others would not see that he was a cultivator of the demon sect.

It seems that there isn't much animosity between cultivators of the righteous and demonic paths. Perhaps it's because they are afraid of the market rules.

These cultivators were like street vendors in the mortal realm, setting up a stall and displaying their wares. Customers would squat before the stall, haggling and choosing what they wanted.

Qin Sang looked at it in astonishment. He didn't expect that even the transactions of cultivators would have such mundane scenes.

However, these vendors are different from ordinary people. They mostly sit cross-legged, obviously practicing in stolen moments. They only open their eyes to communicate when a customer asks the price.

Qin Sang wanted to observe the situation first, so he walked into the square and mingled with the crowd.

Divine Movement Talisman, five pieces of low-grade spirit stones.

Burning wood talisman, two pieces of low-grade spirit stones.

Five elements incantation, exchanged for a formation.

A middle-grade magic artifact, the Cold Jade Ruyi Ring, can only be exchanged for another middle-grade defensive magic artifact.

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Jiǔhuī Dān has the effect of solidifying the foundation and nourishing the source. The price details are as follows.

Qin Sang specifically chose the stalls with upright signs, looking at them one by one. This greatly broadened his horizons. Those strange talisman papers, peculiar magical artifacts, and mysterious cultivation techniques made Qin Sang drool uncontrollably.

Most of the things written on these cards are exchanged for low-grade spirit stones, it seems that spirit stones might be the unified currency in the cultivation world. Qin Sang remembered the eight stones in the seven-colored pouch, they were probably spirit stones.

Thinking about this, Qin Sang began to observe his surroundings. He had just taken two steps when he saw a figure in a black cloak standing before a stall, haggling with the vendor over a piece of magical equipment.

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Qin Sang intentionally slowed his pace, seeing the hooded figure's attire, and pondered that he might as well learn a trick or two in the future. Cultivators fought to the death all the time; learning to hide and be low-key might just allow him to live longer.

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“Brother, could this ice bee sting be a little cheaper” The hooded man squeezed his voice, speaking in a sharp and strange tone.

Qin Sang stared intently at the weapon in the hooded figure's hand. It turned out to be a transparent needle, about the length of a finger and finer than an ordinary one. The material seemed like ice, crystal clear with a layer of fluorescence that emitted a faint chill. Even from a distance, Qin Sang could faintly feel the coldness.

Looking at the stall again, it read: Inferior magical artifact Ice Bee Needle, thirty spirit stones.

The stall owner, an old man with a face full of wrinkles, raised his eyelids upon hearing the sound and said faintly, "How much do you want to offer"

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The hooded man said, "Generally, low-grade magic artifacts are not very useful, especially during a duel. With one carelessness, they can be destroyed by the opponent's spell. Over ten spirit stones is a high price. This Ice Bee Needle is also like this. If it weren't for the trace of cold air within it, which would be helpful to me, I wouldn't buy it. Thirteen spirit stones, how about it"

The stall owner laughed, "It seems like brother here is a discerning person, but you're not being very fair. I dare to sell the Ice Bee Needle for thirty spirit stones because of this cold qi. But little do you know, this Ice Bee Needle is made from the tail stinger of the Jade Ice Bee. Not only does it come with cold qi, but it also carries the Jade Ice Bee's cold poison. Thirty spirit stones is already a low price."

The cloaked man simply waved it off. "Jade Ice Bee venom isn't some difficult-to-treat poison. Brother, you might fool others with that talk, but between us, let's not beat around the bush. I'll give you two more pieces, fifteen spirit stones..."

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Deal!

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The vendor readily agreed. The hooded figure let out a low hum, whether it was because he felt like he had gotten a bad deal or not, he took fifteen stones of various colors from his pouch and tossed them to the vendor before turning around and leaving without looking back.

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When Qin Sang, who had been quietly observing from the sidelines, saw the stones thrown by the cloaked man, his eyes lit up. These spirit stones were indeed the eight stones from the multicolored pouch.

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Originally, I also had some wealth. Eight spirit stones could buy several talismans.

But first, one must learn the art of object manipulation.

Just then, the stall owner who was counting spirit stones suddenly looked up, squinting at Qin Sang, and asked in a strange tone: "Young brother, you've been looking for so long, have you taken a liking to something"

Qin Sang was startled. She had hidden so well, yet still been found out.

Qin Sang respectfully said, “I was merely curious about the ice bee needle and couldn’t help but look at it a few times. I apologize for disturbing you, senior.”

The stall owner let out an 'oh' and then closed his eyes, beginning to cultivate on his own.

Qin Sang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and walked aside, admonishing himself to be more careful in the future. At the same time, he was secretly calculating how much a low-grade magic weapon could sell for—over ten spirit stones! The Purple Soul Ring on his wrist was a high-grade magic weapon. Its power and value were surely extraordinary.

He had been wandering around for so long, he had only seen a few mid-grade magic artifacts, and all of them were offered in exchange for something else. He hadn't seen a single high-grade magic artifact.

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But unknown was the rank of the Ice Silkworm Armor that the young man surnamed Han had given himself.

Qin Sang tightened his cuffs, hiding the Zi Hun Ling carefully. He walked cautiously, observing everything around him.

There were many stalls selling martial arts techniques and incantations, but strangely enough, even after Qin Sang had wandered almost half the square, he hadn't seen any selling the Netherworld Scripture or exorcism techniques.

Just as he was getting impatient, he suddenly noticed something familiar at the stall in front of him.

A water barrier formed by spirit talismans, eight inferior spirit stones.

The few pieces of talisman paper placed under the brand, were exactly like the one Qin Sang received from Xuanji Temple. It turned out to be so valuable.

This water barrier, could it be the one released by the cultivator before his death It's most likely a defensive talisman. Qin Sang pretended to be interested and squatted down to haggle with the stall owner, finally confirming that it was indeed so.

Qin Sang pondered to himself, since this Water Condensation Barrier Spirit Talisman was used for defense and overlapped with the effect of the Ice Silkworm Armor, it wasn't very urgent for him. He could take it out to exchange, without having to sell the magic weapon on his body.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang's steps quickened, his gaze quickly searching each stall, but he couldn't find what he wanted. He was almost at the end of the square when his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he let out a relieved breath. Finally, he found the Nether Scriptures.

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A thick book, its black cover inscribed with several large characters: "Complete Book of the Netherworld Scripture."

Just by looking at the appearance of this book, it is more than twice as thick as the one Qin Sang got from the Dark Mage. It seems that his copy of the Netherworld Sutra is indeed incomplete.

Qin Sang remained expressionless, strolling around as if casually observing, before squatting down in front of the stall. He picked up a complete copy of the Netherworld Scripture.millennia.No, there isn't just this one lonely grave here!Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!Qin Sang quietly took a step forward, his field of vision slightly widened, and...