Huang Xiao scratched his head and continued to ask, "I see. Well, I probably haven't seen your version before."

Dongfang Bubai looked at him with a puzzled expression: "What do you mean? Is there someone else I am?"

Huang Xiao nodded, then shook his head. How would he know? Maybe Dongfang Bubai was originally a woman? Anyway, she's the one who joined the chat group now, so the other Dongfang Bubais don't matter.

Looking at Huang Xiao's bewildered expression, Dongfang Bubai shook his head, then looked curiously at Godzilla and Xiaolongnu, since these were the only two non-human beings present.

Upon hearing Chen Ping's treatment method, they were completely dumbfounded. Was this really a treatment method? Even a master of innate talent couldn't survive after losing half their body, right? They would probably die instantly.

curious!

Unfortunately, this scene is destined to be unseen, because Feng Yuxiu shut down the live stream.

......

After Chen Ping returned, he quickly obtained three spirit fruits. Why three? Because one was prepared for Feng Yuxiu to treat his foot. Of course, whether or not he used it was up to him.

He casually picked up a purple-quality longsword, and it cut through flesh with a single stroke.

After sending the red envelopes, he stopped paying attention to them. He had already explained what to do.

Chen Ping stroked his chin, looking at the glowing black market token in his hand. It seemed that a black market had opened. Should he go?

After thinking for three seconds, Chen Ping walked directly to the swimming pool and collected all the spirit orbs inside.

[System: Spirit Orb*]

"Hmm, you've accumulated so much, not bad."

Chen Ping nodded in satisfaction, then used the Black Market Token, and instantly, a black portal appeared in front of him.

That's right, his current black token can open a portal to the black market.

Once inside, you'll find yourself directly at the black market docks.

People lined up without hesitation, showing complete indiscriminate treatment in the black market. No matter what level of member you were, you just had to obediently queue up for testing.

However, Chen Ping came through a portal, so the line wasn't long, and there were three lines being checked, so it was his turn very quickly.

He skillfully handed over the token, which was then handed back a second later.

Once inside, Chen Ping started browsing again.

Walking down the street, Chen Ping silently thought that the black market was indeed managed by the survival game itself, unlike the Death Arena, which, although also official, was clearly only authorized by the survival game.

One of the rules of the black market is that the items on the stalls are all unknown and cannot be identified at all. Even with Chen Ping's current strength, he cannot sense what the items on the stalls are.

Of course, the stall owner definitely knew.

Chen Ping had wondered if some people might display only garbage as their goods. But after looking at the stall's instructions, he found that there were already rules in place: only one-third of the goods on display could be garbage.

Furthermore, there are various restrictions and regulations, such as the issue of price, where the price is an average, the sum of the most expensive and the cheapest items.

Therefore, even the worst items sold by people on the black market are still extraordinary; they certainly wouldn't use junk to lower the price of their goods.

However, none of this mattered to Chen Ping. He was currently leaning against the entrance of the black market auction house, waiting for the auction to begin. There were quite a few people around him, all of whom were there for the auction.

Chen Ping, leaning against the wall, observed the dozens of black-mist figures around him. "Sigh, they're all Xuanxian (a high-level immortal cultivator), yet they still can't see through this black mist."

Since he couldn't see through it, Chen Ping stopped trying to observe and simply closed his eyes, waiting patiently.

Time flew by, and Chen Ping, who was resting with his eyes closed, heard the sounds of the black market; the auction had begun.

After queuing up and entering, it was still a members-only room.

Chen Ping took the opportunity to sell some of the island resources he had. He looked at his spatial backpack and found that he had quite a lot of island resources. Since only the best resources were placed on the islands, he now had about several hundred island resources.

Fortunately, the auction had previous records of island resources to provide a reference.

Chen Ping took a look and found that the mineral resources were the cheapest. Well, that's probably because they are non-renewable, since island resources like spirit fruits are renewable.

However, even the lowest-grade small mines cost at least tens of thousands of ancient gold coins, while the most expensive resource on record sold for hundreds of Origin Gold Coins, which is the highest-level currency.

Chen Ping glanced at it and thought, "Holy crap, a medium-sized high-grade energy vein? Recorded as 1047 Origin Gold Coins?"

Chen Ping couldn't help but look at the energy veins in his backpack. Hmm, there were low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade ones, as well as small, medium, and large ones, and quite a few of them.

It feels like they're about to make a fortune, but can these people actually produce Origin Coins?

Chen Ping immediately recalled the time he bought the divine essence; back then, it was because other people didn't have enough money that he got a bargain.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping started digging around. The black market should also have some kind of notification system, right?

Chen Ping found it very quickly.

"Hmm, notification of the next auction list?"

Chen Ping opened it and took a look. There were already quite a few items on it, including a divine spark, but it seemed to be a lower-level divine spark.

Chen Ping then looked at the items on the shelf and clicked on them.

Read the instruction manual first.

It's very simple. You can list the items you want to auction now. The black market will help you promote them, but it will charge a promotion fee, which is one-tenth of the amount the item sells.

"Holy crap, one-tenth? That much?"

Chen Ping murmured to himself.

If it's just a few, that's fine, but Chen Ping has hundreds of resources.

Damn, it's really frustrating, but there's nothing I can do. If nobody knows, it'll be even more of a loss.

Chen Ping listed them one by one, all at the prices recommended by the system. Hundreds of island resources were listed, and even after the auction had started, he was still listing more.

By the time Chen Ping had listed all the island resources, half of the auction was already over, but since they were all junk, he didn't think much of it.

Chen Ping twisted his hands, sat down in the chair, and began to wait quietly. He wanted to see if there were any items he liked among the last ten items provided by the system.

Anyway, there's not much to do on the island.

Besides, this trip was worthwhile. Most of the island resources were processed. You know, there are still quite a few large, high-level island resources in the island's warehouse. However, those island resources are meant to be given away. It's a pity that Chen Ping hasn't run into Chen Dali, Wen Xin, or Jack yet.

One by one, the auction items were bought up, until finally, none of the ten items provided by the system satisfied Chen Ping.