Chapter 212 - 125 High-end Black Market,

Chapter 212: Chapter 125 High-end Black Market,

Recycling Second-hand Magic Tools _5

Translator: 549690339

Logically, with such a large team, they should have been able to clear the area.

But in reality, the progress was not smooth.

The Xuan Yihui, who had been ignored in the past, suddenly stood tall this

time.

Behind them, the five great Foundation Establishment Families, although only having three at the Foundation Establishment stage, formed an alliance, suppressing the Broken Mountain Gang in terms of elite combat strength. -Wait, what do you mean by ‘five great Foundation Establishment Families’, but only three of them are at the Foundation Establishment stage?” Sikong Shoujia said matter-of-factly, “Because the other two Foundation Establishment Families do not have any Foundation Establishment Cultivators in them!”

“NO Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and yet they are called Foundation Establishment Families?” Luo Chen could not understand.

“They used to have a Foundation Establishment Stage Ancestor, but he died when his lifespan ran out. They could not stay where they originally were and thus moved to The Great River District.

Sikong Shoujia explained nonchalantly.

“Although they no longer have their Foundation Establishment Stage Ancestor, the measures passed down in the clan can still burst forth with Foundation

Establishment strength.”

“You’ve heard of Talisman Treasures, haven’t you? You’ve heard of Blood Inheritance Magic Items, haven’t you?”

“I know Talisman Treasures. Aren’t they just talismans that seal one-third of the power of a magic tool?” Luo Chen revealed his wide range of knowledge, then sneered, “Inherited magic tools obtained through blood sacrifice can also be called magic tools?”

Blood inheritance Magic Items, also known as Blood Sacrifice Magic Tools, belong to the Path of Blood Technique.

And Luo Chen was not unfamiliar with the Path of Blood Technique.

After Wang Yuan had killed the cultivator from the Path of Blood, Xiao Wuyan, he obtained many inheritances from him.

Occasionally during their conversations, Wang Yuan would openly inform Luo

Chen about these items, possibly hoping that this knowledge could help Luo

Chen better refine the Blood Evil Qi Pill-

Among this knowledge was the technique of blood sacrifice.

This is a technique for magic tools that is widely spread in the Immortal Cultivation World today and is not considered a Path of Demon Technique.

That is, a High Order Cultivator binds a magic tool with his own bloodline.

Only a cultivator with the same bloodline can inherit and wield it.

in this way, even if the cultivator passes away, this magic tool will not attract the covetous eyes of others.

But the cost is also apparent, even harsher than that of a Talisman Treasure.

Hearing this last sentence, the old woman looked up, her cloudy eyes staring at Luo Chen.

“How shall I address you?”

“Murong Yuan.”

“Hmm, this way, please!”

The woman beckoned with her hand, and in the direction leading to the back room, a faint flicker of light could be seen.

Luo Chen followed as instructed, and it suddenly seemed as if he had passed through a light curtain.

While he walked forward, it felt as though he was constantly descending. Suddenly, in front of a large door, he was stopped by a person.

“A token!”

“Here!”

Luo Chen handed over a Zhenlong Embroidered Ball. It shimmered with a faint spirit light that subtly repelled Luo Chen.

Seeing this repelling phenomenon, the black-clothed cultivator raised an eyebrow.

“Is it your first time here at the Zhenlong Black Market?

“Yes.”

“Do you know the rules?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, this is your Zhenlong Mask. When you come out later, we will give you your own Zhenlong Embroidered Ball.”

Luo Chen took an old-fashioned mask engraved with a dragon, put it on his face.

It was already disguised, and the breath was concealed. With the mask, it was even more hidden now.

Seeing the black-clothed cultivator opening the door, Luo Chen lamented in his heart.

It was obvious that having a token was enough, so why did they have to bother with code words.

What’s worse, those code words are uncultured.

At least give it a poetic flair, something like “The earth shakes the high hills, the creeks define the eternal beauty” or something!

Furthermore, wasn’t he fairly well-known in The Great River District? As Dan Chenzi, his popularity was quite extensive. Why didn’t someone take the initiative to deliver an Embroidered Ball?

Even when Zeng Wen and Wang Yuan had first arrived, people had personally delivered tokens to them.

Who looked down on whom here?

But when he entered the gate and felt the gazes cast towards him, Luo Chen couldn’t help feeling tense.

“Damn, I’ve come to the wrong place, this is a high-end black market!”