Chapter 24 Linjiang Night Market

"Mmm, delicious, delicious, Sir, try this osmanthus cake, it's delicious!"

The purple-clothed woman's face was puffed up with food, and she handed a box of osmanthus cake to Bai Donglin.

Young Master Tianfu's heart tightened and his toes clenched. My dear girl, why did you go and provoke this big guy?

He gave his junior sister a frantic look. The purple-clothed woman glanced at him innocently and muttered, "What are you doing, senior brother? Is your face cramped? Don't be so stingy. It's just a box of osmanthus cake. The young master was so kind to give us his seat just now."

Is this about the sweet-scented osmanthus cake? Oh, woman! You just want to see how pretty she is!

Bai Donglin smiled and didn't care. He took the osmanthus cake, took a bite and said:

“Thank you, it tastes delicious!”

Young Master Tianfu sees that his junior sister has hooked up with someone else, so he doesn't want to continue to be an ostrich. As long as he is careful with his words and actions, there shouldn't be any problem.

He then took out two protective jade pendants from the Xumi Ring and put them in his pocket. He smiled at Bai Donglin in a friendly manner and asked:

"Fellow Daoist, I can hear your accent doesn't sound like you are from Dongming. Did you come here from another place on a giant boat?"

"Yes, I came from Lanyang Country just to ride on the Lujiang giant boat." Bai Donglin nodded and said.

"Hahaha, that's a coincidence, us too."

As the three of them started chatting, the atmosphere gradually eased. Young Master Tianfu found that although the other party was very powerful, he was not difficult to get along with. Instead, he was humble and polite.

He calmly put the talisman jade pendant back. Caution was his motto in life. This world was too dangerous and it always did no harm to be careful.

One was humble and polite, one was cautious in his words and actions, and the other was a little unknown and naive foodie. But after a while, they became brothers and had a basic understanding of each other.

These two people are indeed the current disciples of Zi Fu Sect. The man is called Liu Dafu, which doesn't match his temperament and nickname. The purple-clothed girl is called Zi Xiaoling, who is as cute as she is in person.

"Brother Bai, do you have any plans for the future?"

Seeing that they were about to finish their meal and leave, Liu Dafu now wanted to have more contact with this Brother Bai. He was very capable and easy to talk to. The more friends you had, the more paths you would have.

"I'm new here and don't know much about this place. Brother Liu, do you have any good places to go?"

Bai Donglin took a sip of wine. It would be good to have more contact with these cultivators, which would help him understand the world of cultivation.

"Hey, there are so many good places to go!"

Liu Dafu smiled with deep meaning, but when he saw Zi Xiaoling looking at him curiously, he quickly said seriously:

"Brother Bai, let's go to the Linjiang Night Market! This is the largest cultivator trading center in the surrounding countries! If you're lucky, you might be able to find a bargain!"

Bai Donglin's expression changed. Isn't this a good opportunity to get in touch with the cultivation world? So he agreed: "That's good. I just happen to have nothing to do. I'll listen to Brother Liu's arrangements."

Zi Xiaoling pursed her lips when she heard this and said, "What? I thought it was something fun, it's just a night market!"

Liu Dafu smiled awkwardly and said, "Little aunt, if your father knew that I took you to those places, he would skin me alive."

As the sky gradually darkened, the night market was about to open. After the three of them finished eating and drinking, they left the restaurant together and walked towards the night market.

Before leaving, Zi Xiaoling packed several boxes of osmanthus cake and put them into the Sumeru ring, looking very satisfied.

Time and space stand still inside the Sumeru Ring, so you don't have to worry about food going bad when you put it in there. It is much more convenient than a refrigerator.

The only drawback is that it cannot hold living things.

The three of them were walking on the street. Linjiang City was very lively at night, and there was no curfew here.

Different countries, different exotic customs, and completely different practices, all of these were a feast for Bai Donglin's eyes.

I don’t know if it’s because it’s close to the Nujiang River, but the girls here are all very fair and pretty, with gentle temperaments, a bit like the girls from Jiangnan in my previous life.

The three of them walked and stopped, and turned into a dead end. Bai Donglin watched them walk to the end without stopping, but with a slight flicker of spiritual energy on their bodies, they stepped into the wall in one step.

Formation? Or barrier? This was very similar to the Platform 9 3/4 in Diagon Alley. He did not have time to think about it. The Seven Wounds Fist Manual in his body was activated slightly, absorbing a stream of spiritual energy into his body. He released the spiritual energy and entered smoothly as if he had crossed a layer of bubbles.

Bai Donglin only felt his eyes brighten, and looking around, he found that this was a huge space, not the small market he had imagined.

Many strange street lamps emitted soft white light, just like the incandescent lamps in the past life. However, the faintly flickering inscriptions on the lamp posts clearly told him that they did not use electricity.

The ground is clean and tidy, and the streets and alleys are filled with various shops, but there are even more street vendors, which are gathered in the huge square.

The monks coming and going were just like ordinary people, bargaining and making the scene very lively.

Only when he felt the various complex fluctuations of spiritual energy did he know for sure that this was indeed not an ordinary market.

"How is it, Brother Bai? This Linjiang City Night Market is pretty good, right?"

"It's really good!" Bai Donglin nodded and said.

This night market and the mundane world of Linjiang City are like the inner and outer worlds, two sides of the same coin. Monks and mundane people do not interfere with each other.

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Liu Dafu saw that Bai Donglin was quite satisfied, and said enthusiastically:

"Brother Bai, what do you need to buy? You can tell me. I am familiar with this place and can recommend the best store to you."

"Just take a look around first, and then tell me if you need anything."

Bai Donglin did not lie. He did want to buy some cultivation techniques. There might be some that involved Qi cultivation, but he couldn't use them.

Needless to say, there is definitely no physical training. Given his second brother's ability, he only knew a little bit by chance.

This area is, after all, just a remote little corner.

He couldn't use various magical weapons either, as they needed spiritual energy to activate them. He used the violent spiritual energy absorbed by the Seven Wounds Fist Manual to decorate the warriors and deceive the barriers, but it was impossible to use it to control the magical weapons.

After much thought, only elixirs are of the greatest use to him, especially poison pills.

The three of them started wandering around together. Zi Xiaoling bought a bunch of food, such as roasted spiritual chicken, dried spiritual fish, and spiritual fruit with rock sugar. Her little mouth never stopped eating.

Bai Donglin curiously asked her why she didn't buy some cultivation resources.

Zi Xiaoling replied: "I have all kinds of cultivation resources at home, and they are much better than what is sold here!"

Liu Dafu was jealous. Is this human talk? The second generation of cultivators is so great? Liu Dafu did buy a lot of blood of spirit beasts, some talisman paper made of spirit beast skins and spirit tree barks, which are all necessary materials for making talismans.

He also went to the store to sell a batch of talismans, which were all his practice works. Considering the reputation of their Purple Talisman Sect, they sold quite well.

The three of them strolled to the central square of the night market. There were stalls everywhere, selling all kinds of strange things, and mostly some raw materials.

These people are not like those who run shops. They have no power behind them, no production lines, and cannot turn materials into finished products for sale. They can only make less profit and just sell the materials directly.

There are even more monks in this square. Everyone thinks that this is their destiny and they all want to take advantage of the opportunity.

I hope that the broken sword I buy is actually an ancient immortal weapon, or that the broken jade slip contains the secret manual of magical skills, or that an old grandpa or grandma will live with me and personally guide me in my practice.

You still have to have dreams, what if God is blind? Bai Donglin was also eager to make a move, but of course he didn't want to take advantage of the situation.

He was attracted by those materials! (End of this chapter)