Chapter 186: The Full Force Attack of a Cultivator at the Peak of Foundation Building

"They have recently expanded on a large scale. I'm afraid they have accepted some big mission?" Yuan Ming thought for a while and asked again.

"I heard that they are going to the southern region of Southern Xinjiang to carry out a treasure hunting mission." Bai Ye said.

"The southern region of Southern Xinjiang is not like the northern region. Some sects in the southern region even have Yuanying stage people sitting in charge. There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. If we touch the taboos of these sects, we will have to explain it there. This is also one of the reasons why we hesitated whether to join them." Huan Shi said slowly.

Yuan Ming nodded thoughtfully, and he had a deeper understanding of the Southern Xinjiang cultivation world in his heart.

If Bai Ye and his team really joined this Dawn Organization, their situation would be the same as those members who were temporarily recruited in the Snake King Valley mission. These hastily joined members are likely to be used as cannon fodder. In addition, they are located in the southern region, which is even more dangerous.

It is unknown whether Dawn is as honest as Bai Ye.

Moreover, not everyone can fight their way out of the cannon fodder situation like Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming couldn't give any advice on this. After all, their lives were their own, and they needed to be responsible for any of their choices.

When the three of them left the banquet, it was almost midnight.

With the help of Huanshi, Yuan Ming bought several jars of "Hundred Days Drunk" from Shanzhenlou, intending to take them back and give them to Yu Weng to try.

After parting, Yuan Ming estimated the opening time of the ghost market and rushed over.

When he arrived, the market had been open for a while.

Yuan Ming put on a cloak, exchanged the secret code, and entered it.

When he stepped into the ghost market again, he found that the situation was similar to the last time he came in. Whether it was vendors or tourists, the number was much less than that of the market.

There were few people in the square, and there were not many people.

He walked slowly among these stalls, looking around to see if there was anything good that caught his eye.

However, after looking for a long time, he found nothing.

Just when he felt a little bored, he suddenly saw an acquaintance again.

At the edge of the square, in a dimly lit corner, there was a stall. Next to it was a one-armed old man with a fox mask on his face, sitting on a worn bamboo chair and pretending to sleep with his eyes closed.

Feeling someone approaching, the one-armed old man immediately opened his eyes.

"This fellow Taoist." Yuan Ming said in a low voice.

"Oh, it's you, what's up? Are you going to sell another beast egg and strange insect?" Although Yuan Ming lowered his voice, he still recognized Yuan Ming when he saw him.

But after he finished speaking, he hesitated and said, "Do you have something to sell this time?"

"I didn't come to you to sell beast eggs and strange insects." Yuan Ming said.

"If I don't sell things... then I buy things? I have some new things. Look, do you like them?" The one-armed old man hesitated after hearing this.

"I don't buy them either. It's just that the gilded yarn I bought from you before is damaged. I want to ask if you can repair it or know how to repair it?" Yuan Ming stated his purpose.

"What a joke, that's a mid-grade magic weapon, and it's broken in just a few days? Young people shouldn't be brave and aggressive." The one-armed old man frowned and advised.

"When you are in the martial arts world, you have no choice!" Yuan Ming nodded and said.

The one-armed old man was speechless for a moment, and gave Yuan Ming a "just brag" look.

After a long while, he spread his hands and said bluntly: "I am not a weapon refiner, and the gilded yarn was also obtained by me from somewhere else. I can only disappoint you, Taoist friend, and I can't do anything about it."

Yuan Ming heard this, and he was not very disappointed. After all, this was expected, and he just tried his luck with a little fluke.

Since he got the answer, Yuan Ming thanked him and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, Taoist friend, I have something else to ask you." The one-armed old man suddenly said.

"What is it?" Yuan Ming turned around and asked.

"Daoyou can see that you have good luck from your temperament. If you have any strange beasts in the future, you can come to me." The one-armed old man said.

"Okay." Yuan Ming agreed casually and turned to leave.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, please stay. From my experience, the strange insects in Southern Xinjiang are not ordinary things. Are you interested in long-term cooperation with us?" The one-armed old man said.

"How do we cooperate?" Yuan Ming asked.

"As long as you have relevant information about rare birds and animals, you can contact me. Our sect specializes in hatching and raising rare birds and animals. Dajin is the only one of its kind. As for the price, hehe, our sect master and steward only buy expensive ones, not the right ones." The one-armed old man lowered his voice and said.

"Okay, then how do we contact each other?" Yuan Ming said, thinking that this is also a source of income. I wonder how much they will offer for my strange toads? Of course, I will never sell them.

"This place is too remote. We have opened a Zhenling Pavilion in any slightly larger market. Just report my name 'Gu Qiuming'. I will leave Southern Xinjiang and return to Dajin tomorrow. You can send me a letter to contact me. Or you can come to Dajin later and find me." The one-armed old man said.

Yuan Ming heard this and said, "That's not bad. Then please leave a place for me to find."

"Okay, Daoyou, whether you want to send a letter or look for someone in the future, you can go to Zhenling Pavilion in Leizhou City, Dajin. In addition, remember to report my name when trading, and I can also give you some contribution points for the sect." The one-armed old man said.

"Okay, I'll remember it." Yuan Ming said, and was about to leave.

At this time, the one-armed old man suddenly spoke again: "Daoyou, don't worry."

"Daoyou, please speak." Yuan Ming was a little speechless.

"Since I have become acquainted with fellow Taoist, I also have an opportunity to send you." The one-armed old man who called himself Gu Qiu Ming didn't care and said with a smile.

"Giving a gift?" Yuan Ming wondered.

"Fellow Taoist, take a look over there. Is there a man in black on the back of that stone pillar?" Gu Qiuming pursed his lips and said.

Yuan Ming frowned and looked around, only to see a thin man in black clothes there. He was wrapped in black clothes and had a black mask on his face, looking left and right.

"Is he the chance?" Yuan Ming asked.

"I've seen him come here for a few days, and he probably doesn't have much money. I've seen the things he sold, and they are good things. Unfortunately, the price he asked for was too high, and he has never been able to sell them." Gu Qiuming said.

"What?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Heart-splitting thunder." Gu Qiuming said.

Yuan Ming thought about it in his mind and found that he had no impression of this thing at all, so he immediately asked: "What's so special about it?"

"This is a consumable magical weapon. It compresses and seals the power of thunder through the refining process. When used, it is like a hidden weapon. It instantly triggers a thunderous critical strike, which is hard to guard against. It is the exclusive magical weapon of Zhao Kingdom's Five Thunder Sect. " Gu Qiuming said.

"What's the difference between that and the lightning strike talisman?" Yuan Ming frowned.

"Do you understand the exclusive magic weapon? How powerful is the lightning strike talisman? When this heart-breaking thunder explodes, its power is comparable to a full-strength blow from a peak-level foundation-building monk. Even a foundation-building monk of the same level will suffer a heavy blow. How can a mere lightning strike talisman be compared?" Gu Qiuming rolled his eyes at Yuan Ming and said somewhat proudly.

Hearing this, Yuan Ming couldn't help but feel moved.

"Thank you. However, I am a little curious. Since my ancient Taoist friend has a keen eye for pearls, why don't you buy them?" Yuan Ming frowned.

"The things are good, but unfortunately they are expensive. Besides, I came to southern Xinjiang just to collect strange insects and beasts. There is no urgent need for other things. I am kind to others and never fight." Gu Qiuming said with a smile.

After Yuan Ming clasped his fists again, he left and walked towards the stall of the man in black.

When he came closer, Yuan Ming couldn't help but laugh. He saw a black linen cloth in front of him, but it was empty with nothing on it.

"Fellow Taoist, do you have any goods to sell?" Yuan Ming asked.

The eyes of the man in black showed a hint of vigilance under the mask. He glanced left and right and then said, "Would you like the top-grade magic weapon Heart-Splitting Thunder?"

"Can I take a look?" Yuan Ming asked.

After hesitating for a moment, the man in black fumbled around in his sleeve and took out a ball the size of a fist.

"You can only look at it, but you can't touch it." Yuan Ming was about to reach out to take it, but saw the man suddenly pull back.

Yuan Ming couldn't help but laugh. He could only use his magic power to focus his eyes and observe carefully.

At this glance, he discovered that the ball was green all over, as if it were made of bronze. There were thin dark golden lines on the surface to create complex patterns, but they were interconnected to form an array.

High-grade magical instruments are usually engraved with three runes, which complement each other to enhance the grade. There seems to be a miniature magic circle on this bronze ball, which indeed looks very exquisite.

Yuan Ming secretly judged in his heart that he had confirmed that this thing was probably real.

"Tell me the price." Yuan Ming asked.

"One thousand and five hundred spiritual stones is worth a penny." The man in black said immediately.

"You're talking nonsense. A normal high-grade magic weapon is worth 1,500 spirit stones, but that's reasonable. This is a consumable item. It'll be gone after you explode it once." Yuan Ming immediately refuted it.

"This heart-breaking thunder is used to save lives, not to explode for fun. Fellow Taoist, your own life is not worth 1,500 spirit stones, right?" The man in black heard this and said coldly. Leng said.

"You're right. This thing can indeed save lives at critical times, but the price is so ridiculously high that it's probably not easy to sell, right?" Yuan Ming said with a smile.

"If you don't want it, please do it." The man in black said displeasedly.

"Can the price be discussed again? You have to pay money every time you enter this black market. I think fellow Taoists are also eager to get the spiritual stones, so it is better to sell them as soon as possible. If you sell them early, you will make a profit." Yuan Ming said with a half-smile. asked.

When the man in black heard this, he obviously felt that it made sense.

"I can see it, fellow Taoist, you may also be short of time. Although this is a black market, there are still people coming and going. Maybe it has been spread outside that there is a unique magical weapon from the Five Thunder Sect of Zhao State in the black market."

Before Yuan Ming finished speaking, he saw the man in black opening his mouth to interrupt, so he reached out his hand to stop him and continued:

"Don't be too busy to refute things like this. Get rid of things as soon as possible and feel at ease. To be honest, we have been chatting like this for a long time."

After Yuan Ming said this, the man in black finally made a move.

"How many spiritual stones can you produce?"