Chapter Forty-One: Setting Up a Stall

ashed down, a staccato rhythm echoing through the air. The cultivator's body trembled violently; in this instant, they endured countless blows, their protective spiritual energy shattered completely.T...Qingyunfang Market is a small market, and such markets are countless throughout the Lingxi battlefield. Cultivators always need places to trade and rest, and these spontaneously formed markets came into being accordingly.

Because there was no one managing the market, everything in it seemed very chaotic, especially the buildings. Buildings from all over Kyushu, each with a different style, were scattered and erected haphazardly, making the market look like a big mishmash.

These buildings were constructed by the cultivators who reside here permanently. There are actually quite a few cultivation resources in the nearby Qingyun Mountain, and the safety factor is also quite high. Naturally, this attracts many low-level cultivators, especially those independent cultivators without a sect or school.

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Every building is a shop selling various cultivation resources, and there are even teahouses and restaurants.

Even low-level cultivators need to eat and drink, and because their daily needs are greater than those of ordinary people, there is no way to avoid these means of livelihood.

Lu Ye walked through the shops, only looking and not buying. The main reason was that he had no money to buy anything. Gradually, he understood the way transactions worked between cultivators.

Lu Ye didn't know what kind of monetary system the mortal world used, but among cultivators, transactions generally involved spirit stones. This was the hard currency of the cultivation world, widely used in cultivators' daily practice or combat, and even in drawing talismans and setting up formations. It is precisely because of this reason that spirit stones become the standard for measuring value in transactions between cultivators.

Lu Ye had never seen spirit stones before. When he was tested for his talent, the third senior brother of Qingyumen had placed spirit stones on the formation, but he hadn't paid much attention at the time.

Only now did he realize that the spirit stone was a translucent crystal, about the size of his fingernail, and it came in different grades of quality. However, perhaps because the cultivators here were mostly low-level, they all used lower-grade spirit stones.

It seems there should be better-quality Spirit Stones, etc.

The most numerous shops in the market were apothecaries, selling elixirs and pills for cultivators. Lu Ye had no money, so he could only watch the lively scene.

Although he didn't know exactly how much things cost, as he walked from store to store, he got a general idea.

In the bustling market, besides the shops selling goods, there's also a street where many wandering cultivators gather. They set up makeshift stalls along the roadside, displaying items they wish to sell. Those interested can haggle for a good price.

This street was incredibly bustling, more so than any other street Lu Ye had walked down. It sold everything imaginable, making it resemble a busy marketplace at its peak.

He didn't want to sell the ore. He mainly wanted to know how much these things were worth.

After spending most of the day wandering, he felt his stomach growling. He took out some beast meat to eat. Before, he had hunted quite a few beasts and roasted them all, keeping them in his storage pouch. Maintaining himself for a few days was no problem at all.

While eating, he watched the passing cultivators, observing them carefully.

The levels of cultivation of the cultivators were a mystery to him. He only knew that those who were qualified to walk on the Lingxi battlefield were at least at the Lingxi first level, but he couldn't tell how high their cultivation truly was.m cultivator possibly trouble me."Shui Yuans face softened slightly: "That's good. I won't interfere in battles between peers, but if anyone abuses their age or power to bully the weak, you must tell...