Carrying the wooden box, Ye Feng set off immediately without stopping.
The Qingyun Sect occupies an area of a thousand li, with Qingyun Mountain alone covering an area of three hundred li.
Qingyunfang Market is located at the foot of the mountain on the other side.
The sect's internal market doesn't require an exit token as it doesn't operate outside the sect.
The journey there is two hundred li.
Ye Feng only realized his fear halfway through the journey, listening to the chirping of various insects and birds in the mountains.
This is a world of cultivation, after all. Who knows, some pet or spirit beast might wander out and bite you, and you'd be done for.
Ye Feng ran, his heart trembling; he had acted recklessly after all...
If making money were so easy, they wouldn't have sold it directly to Zhang Yang, letting him pocket half a spirit stone.
But now the die is cast, the journey is halfway done, and it's too late to back down.
I just pray to the system to protect me, so I can arrive safely, sell the goods in time, and return before nightfall...
After running for nearly 140 li, Ye Feng finally saw pedestrians on the road.
Ye Feng, who had been running non-stop, finally breathed a sigh of relief and followed behind the three people in front of him.
"Junior brother behind you, are you also going to the market? Why don't we go together?"
Ye Feng nodded and quickened his pace.
"Greetings, fellow disciples! I am Ye Feng, a menial disciple from the Xuanwu District."
There's a reason why the other person calls him "junior brother."
Even if one cannot directly discern a cultivation level, having followed them along the way, one can naturally gain a general understanding of their cultivation level from their breathing rate and walking speed.
Within the Qingyun Mountain area, a powerful array covers the area, and the punishment for fratricide among fellow disciples is extremely severe.
It's unlikely that someone would murder someone for two spirit stones.
The three opponents were all at the third level of Qi Refining, and were menial disciples belonging to the White Tiger District.
The nearly 20,000 miscellaneous disciples were divided into four major regions: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise.
Ye Feng belongs to the Xuanwu District.
These three people were from the neighboring White Tiger District.
The man who greeted him was named Peng Yue, and the other two were Li Liang and Zhou Shuang.
After the group introduced themselves, Peng Yue asked,
"Is this Junior Brother Ye Feng's first time visiting the market? We've rarely run into each other before."
The three of them often went to the market together and had never seen Ye Feng before, especially since his cultivation level seemed to be less than the third level, so they were quite surprised.
"Sigh, I haven't been there much before. Recently, I used a Breakthrough Pill to try and break through to the fourth level, but I got a bit injured. I'm thinking of finding some cheap healing medicine."
You still have to brag a little; by stating your top-tier status, you can earn respect from others.
However, Ye Feng's boasting backfired spectacularly.
Peng Yue was just about to sell some items to buy Breakthrough Pills when he ran into Ye Feng, that unlucky guy who had failed his breakthrough.
Naturally, it's hard not to want to stay away from him.
"Then junior brother, please take your time. We're in a hurry, so we'll go ahead first."
After saying that, without waiting for Ye Feng's reply, the three of them quickened their pace and disappeared from sight.
Although somewhat surprised, the group had only met by chance, and it didn't matter if they didn't like walking together.
They walked for another hour and a half.
Ye Feng finally saw the gate to the market.
Qingyun Market
The market town was roughly the size of a small town, with a complete range of buildings.
It was a place that the sect randomly chose to settle their relatives.
Later, as the number of people increased, there weren't enough places to accommodate them all.
Some of the cultivators also died unexpectedly, so they were resettled at the foot of the mountain, and this place became a small market town.
As a place for cultivators to exchange items.
Magical implements, elixirs, spiritual herbs, talismans—everything imaginable was available.
Some of these things, like the Crimson Pearl Grass in Ye Feng's hand, were picked from other places.
Some sects, after completing their missions, use the leftover scraps to refine their own finished products.
This move will not only encourage disciples to be more motivated and improve, but also enable them to be self-reliant, thus reducing the burden on the sect.
At the same time, opening shops in the market and collecting rent was also a source of income.
It's a win-win situation.
Ye Feng showed his disciple identification token, entered the market, and immediately went to the street vendor area.
I found an open space, opened the box, and placed it on the ground.
They were all disciples of the sect, so the stalls were free.
However, at the same time, the quality of goods sold at street stalls is much less reliable.
Especially with elixirs, if any problems arise, seeking redress will be fraught with difficulties.
Next to Ye Feng squatted a man selling pills.
Two hours passed, and three or four people had inquired about the price of his Crimson Pearl Grass, but the elixirs next to it were almost completely ignored.
The most Ye Feng would offer when asking the price was 1.9 spirit stones, but the other two were offered 1.6 spirit stones each.
It was still early, and Ye Feng wanted to wait a little longer. The prices inside the shops were usually around 2.2 to 2.4.
Even if he didn't price it the same as the shop, he'd need to earn at least two spirit crystals to break even, and that was after he'd talked himself hoarse negotiating with Zhang Yang.
If I hadn't been a little shameless back then, I would have definitely made a wasted trip today, and might even have lost a spirit crystal.
It was almost noon, and Ye Feng, who hadn't eaten breakfast, was starting to feel his stomach growling.
We left in such a rush that we didn't prepare any food.
If I sell the items, I'll not only get spirit stones, but I can also exchange trading points for spirit crystals. Then I can buy a pancake.
The flatbread is also made from spirit grain; if you were to buy it with silver, it would cost about ten taels of silver.
One spirit stone can be exchanged for one thousand silver taels, but one thousand silver taels are not so easy to exchange for one spirit stone.
Just as Ye Feng was trying to cover his stomach,
A group of four people, one man and three women, walked down the street.
The four men were dressed smartly, a stark contrast to the other vendors who were also there to sell their wares.
Especially the female cultivator in front, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.
She wore a long white and green dress adorned with floral decorations.
Her hair, as smooth as black silk, was tied up with a gold and jade hairpin.
Holding a longsword inlaid with jewels,
As I walked, I curiously observed the stalls on both sides of the road.
This is a fairy!
Unfortunately, the dress covers her up quite a bit, so her face isn't very attractive at all...
“These are core disciples from the Luoshui Sect who came for exchanges; they are not people that ordinary disciples can even dream of.”
Ye Feng glanced at the man next to him in surprise.
They've been squatting together for so long, but they haven't actually spoken to each other at all.
Ye Feng's cultivation level was low, and he was short of money, so he couldn't easily strike up a conversation with people.
Otherwise, if you accidentally offend a high-level cultivator and get beaten up, it's not worth it.
However, what he was mainly looking at wasn't the fairy's beauty, but rather her expensive outfit.
More importantly, the male cultivator next to him had passed by here once before and had even glanced at Ye Feng's stall.
They just didn't ask for a price.
The male cultivator was no longer as aloof as he had been when he passed by alone; he was now enthusiastically introducing the items on his stall to the female cultivator in front of him.
Soon, the four people came over.
The leading female cultivator glanced at the pills on the man's stall.
The male cultivator next to him then asked directly.
"What kinds of pills do you have here, and what are their effects?"
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