Chapter 137 - Chapter 137: Chapter 136: Black Market

Chapter 137: Chapter 136: Black Market

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“Alright, if there’s a next time, I will certainly come back and continue trading with you.”

As He Song spoke, he had already made up his mind.

From now on, he would never set foot in Flowers Immortal Pavilion again.

This Fang He, even offering a profit of a hundred spirit stones, wanted He Song to owe him a favor and continue trading with him here. Moreover, he didn’t even think of asking for a kickback.

This was too unusual.

He Song knew that during his first sale of spirit rice in Spirit Rabbit Immortal Mansion, the manager of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion casually took a kickback within their conversation.

But here, this Fang He wasn’t even asking for a kickback.

Such an abnormal thing instantly made He Song more cautious.

However, He Song didn’t show his caution on the surface, appearing calm, but in his heart, he had marked this place as forbidden.

After today,

He Song would definitely not come back to Flowers Immortal Pavilion.

At the same time, he also had to be cautious of Fang He.

After he finished fencing the goods, he must be extremely careful, so he wouldn’t have any accidents.

After fencing the goods, he must leave immediately.

With that thought, He Song’s gaze towards Fang He remained calm.

As if he was completely unaware, and didn’t show any signs of being on guard.

Seeing He Song agreeing, Fang He also showed a faint smile on his face.

The transaction that followed went very smoothly on both sides.

He Song successfully obtained ten thousand spirit stones, greatly enriching his treasury.

Meanwhile, Fang He received the one hundred and ten thousand catties of spirit rice He Song had brought and stored them in the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion’s warehouse.

After personally escorting He Song out of the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, The smile on Fang He’s face gradually disappeared.

Watching He Song’s retreating back, a glint flashed in Fang He’s eyes and disappeared quickly.

“One hundred and ten thousand catties of spirit rice, and not a member of the Foundation Establishment Clan, who is this person?”

Fang He speculated quietly in his mind about He Song’s actions since entering the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion, but he couldn’t come to any conclusions.

“Ten thousand spirit stones…”

Finally,

Fang He sighed and vanished into the darkness, his voice fading away, leaving no trace of him in the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

Ten thousand spirit stones,

Is more than enough to drive a Qi-refining late stage cultivator to take enormous risks.

After leaving the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion,

He Song appeared calm but kept a low profile and watched his back, wanting to see if anyone was following him.

However, after observing for a while, He Song didn’t find anything.

Seeing this,

He Song breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that within the Immortal Pavilion, he didn’t need to worry about anything.

That being the case,

He could go on and fence the goods.

After fencing the goods, he would leave and go to the inn, just like he did last time in Spirit Rabbit Immortal Mansion.

Following the map in his memory, He Song quickly arrived at the Stall Section of Flowers Immortal Pavilion.

On his body, there were now three inferior storage bags and one small cargo storage bag.

In addition, there were four artifacts, some elixirs, and miscellaneous items.

The Stall Section was the perfect place to fence goods.

It was filled with all sorts of people.

No need to mention just these items, even if He Song had acquired the entire fortune of a Qi Refining late-stage cultivator, he would be able to sell them quickly.

Walking through the Stall Section,

He Song soon saw some booths with black cloth mats at the very bottom. Having mingled in Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion for years,

He naturally understood that these booths with black cloth mats were where all kinds of stolen goods were bought.

Since they were usually black cloth mats, they were also called Black Market.

They were often active in various Immortal Pavilions and even Immortal Cities, buying and selling various stolen goods.

Those who operated these booths were cultivators who had backers behind them; they wouldn’t ask where your goods came from and wouldn’t make you worry about any risks after selling them.

Of course,

They were able to do so because of the huge profits involved.

The purchase prices here were much lower than those in regular Artifacts Pavilions.

A minor artifact, if sold in a regular Artifacts Pavilion, would usually cost around a hundred spirit stones.

But if sold here, it would fetch only around sixty spirit stones.

A 40% difference.

With such huge profits, booths like these existed in every Immortal Pavilion.

Even Immortal Cities had such places as well.

In Immortal Cities though, they normally rented shops rather than booths.

Approaching one such booth,

He Song nonchalantly took out two inferior storage bags and just flashed them in front of the booth owner before putting them away.

Seeing this,

The booth owner’s eyes immediately lit up.

Not hiding anything, he directly closed the booth and left.

He Song saw this and chuckled in response, following right behind.

Of course, it wasn’t possible to trade stolen goods openly in the Stall Section.

Outside the Stall Section,

In a small teahouse,

By the time He Song reached the teahouse, the booth owner had already taken a seat in a corner.

Seeing He Song arrive, the booth owner promptly waved him over.

He Song looked around and, upon realizing that he was in a busy area and didn’t need to worry about being ambushed, only then did he enter the teahouse and sit down in front of the booth owner. As they sat at a table, neither of them spoke.

The booth owner looked at He Song.

He Song casually waved his hand, placing the three inferior storage bags and one small cargo storage bag he held on the table.

Then, he took out the four artifacts, elixirs, and miscellaneous items he carried and placed them on the table as well.

Of the three inferior storage bags, one was obtained by Wei Fan after killing Chen Zhou and gifted to He Song later; He Song used it till he joined the Thick Earth Sect before replacing it.

As for the other two inferior storage bags, one was obtained from an unknown corpse near Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion, and the other was taken after killing Chen Zhong.

The small cargo storage bag, on the other hand, was purchased by He Song in

Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion. Now that the spirit rice had been sold, there was no use for it.

As for the four artifacts, elixirs, and other miscellaneous items, they were naturally obtained from the corpse of the unknown person and from the killing of Chen Zhong.

As loose cultivators, both of them were in the Qi Refining mid-stage with one offensive and one defensive minor artifact each. Now, both were dead,

And their belongings ended up in He Song’s possession.

When He Song laid out all the items he planned to fence, the booth owner’s face had changed from its initial excitement and anticipation to a solemn expression.

He couldn’t help it, the goods He Song brought out

Were a bit too much for a Qi-refining mid-stage cultivator like him.

Even in the Black Market, the bold action of eagerly showing four storage bags, plus four minor artifacts, was rarely seen.

Not to mention, He Song was also dressed in a black robe and concealed his breath.

With such a style, it was hard for him not to imagine something. Could the person in front of him be an Evil Cultivator?