A gentle breeze carrying the scent of pear blossoms brushed against his cheek, and Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes.

One second he was in that illusory space, and the next he was back under the pear tree on the back mountain, which left him slightly stunned.

He wouldn't doubt that he was just dreaming or imagining things.

Leaving aside the realistic scenarios, just considering his level of understanding, every illogical event he encounters seems to have some kind of premonition.

At that moment, he missed his cell phone terribly.

That damn old fool, his name sounds like he's from Guangdong province. Just open your phone's browser and search for him on Baidu.

If his story is true, then this person should definitely be able to be found through a search.

Although Ye Feng had already met Liang Xicai, he could still say that he knew nothing about him.

After a series of vague encounters, all I learned was that such a person existed.

If you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it. It's just a matter of dealing with whatever comes your way.

The only thing to do now is to improve the strength of the sect's disciples. Once they are strong enough, all schemes and tricks will be in vain.

Thinking of this, a sinister smile crept onto Ye Feng's lips.

No rainbow appears without rain.

No pain, no gain. Hehehe...

Yun Zhongzi, Jian Chen, Wu Qiuyu, and the others all shuddered at the same time.

A sense of crisis inexplicably arose in my heart.

It seems something is about to happen that is directed at me.

Yun Zhongzi was already well-versed in divination, and his fingers kept moving inside his sleeve.

Several divinations yielded the same conclusion.

And this conclusion was actually the best possible outcome!

Despite a deep-seated sense of crisis, how could the divination result be the best possible outcome?!

Yun Zhongzi frowned deeply, sensing that this matter was not simple.

The last time I encountered a situation like this was when Senior Brother Shenqing forced me to inherit the position of sect leader!

I still vividly remember every detail from that time when I woke up in the middle of the night, and it's happened again so soon??

How else can they possibly trick me this time?

No matter how hard Yun Zhongzi racked his brains, he never imagined that this crisis would come from his most trusted junior brother.

Jian Chen and Wu Qiuyu didn't think much of it.

The Shushan Sword Sect was already surrounded by enemies, so they just assumed that these people were targeting their sect again.

So he worked even harder to improve himself.

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Meanwhile, Chen Xin from the Immortal Realm finally entered the city.

Standing in the stall area, he seemed out of place among everyone around him.

On the left sat a Taoist priest with a long beard dressed as a Taoist, with dozens of spiritual herbs placed in front of him.

On the right sat a masked girl, with dozens of pieces of different colored immortal iron ore in front of her.

There were also some magical artifacts on display, as well as various weapons and armor that looked very old.

These stall owners were all doing their own thing, but at this moment they were all staring at Chen Xin, this oddball.

Who would put a big jar on their stall for no reason?

This broken jar looks like something from the lower realm; the stench of decay is nauseating.

However, the management rules of this trading market are very strict, and private fights between stall owners are strictly prohibited, so these people can only endure their discomfort and cannot cause trouble.

Not being allowed to cause trouble doesn't mean you can't curse. Several cultivators from neighboring shops had already started swearing loudly.

"What kind of degenerate would sell things from the lower realms? It's truly an eyesore."

"I'm afraid it's just another person with incredible luck who accidentally broke through to the Immortal Realm and ended up polluting the air."

"Thank you so much. Staying here has reminded me of the outhouse when I was still a mortal."

"Can't you go somewhere else and pollute other people's lives? Nobody here has offended you."

The members of the Shushan Sword Sect all have a bit of a stubborn, shrewd personality.

Chen Xin completely ignored the disdainful looks and foul language around him.

But I was also a little uneasy, and couldn't help worrying that I might lose everything today.

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng, whether your grandmaster can survive in this inner city depends entirely on you."

With a sigh in his heart, Chen Xin sat there and closed his eyes to rest.

As the trading market opened, more and more cultivators came to exchange resources.

Chen Xin sensed the arrival of the crowd, opened her eyes, and quietly pushed open the lid of the large urn a crack.

This single action subtly altered the entire market.

The cultivators who saw Chen Xin and the large urn originally avoided them.

They were afraid that objects from the lower realm would be contaminated with impure air.

The moment Chen Xin pushed open the large urn, a strange fragrance startled everyone who smelled it.

That fragrance was unlike anything I'd ever smelled before; it was so strong that it completely overpowered the aroma of the herbal remedy next to it!

The crowd gradually began to gather around Chen Xin.

All eyes were fixed on the large urn.

Setting up a stall was something Chen Xin had never done before.

It's a bit uncomfortable to have so many people staring at you.

A boy who looked to be about ten years old pushed through the crowd, sniffing the air as he shouted, "What smells so good? Bring it out so I can see!"

Everyone frowned and looked at the rude person, but after recognizing who it was, they quickly put on an expression as if they hadn't seen anything.

Cai Xukun, a notorious troublemaker at the high level of the True Immortal Realm!

Having a strong ability to cause trouble is not scary, nor is a true immortal realm.

What's terrifying is that he has a father who is a Great Luo Golden Immortal with extremely strong ability to resolve disputes!

There are countless immortals and true immortals in this celestial realm, but the Great Luo Golden Immortals are extremely rare and powerful figures.

Cai Xukun glanced at Chen Xin and continued shouting, "Is this broken urn in the lower realm yours? What's inside that smells so wonderful? Hurry up and show it to me, I'm very curious."

Chen Xin stood there silently, pretending to be a wise man.

The main problem was that he didn't know what to say or how to introduce himself.

Unexpectedly, his act pleased Cai Xukun.

He laughed and pointed at Chen Xin, saying, "Good! I like this attitude. Only such an arrogant attitude can prove that you're selling good stuff! I like it. Whatever's in this jar, give me a portion. Name your price."

At this moment, Chen Xin realized what was happening and coldly extended two fingers.

He had already calculated it before setting up the stall.

Setting up a stall in the city for a day costs 500 low-grade immortal spirit stones. There are about 1,000 servings of food in this big jar. That cheap disciple Ye Feng said that I can raise the price with confidence. So it's not unreasonable for me to aim for a three-fold profit on this big jar, right?

The price has been set, but I'm still a little unsure.

They're all wild monsters, and you're selling them for two low-grade spirit stones a piece? Isn't that a bit shameless?