Chapter 154: The Stall Owner and the Robber

Song Wen walked out of the courtyard, closed the gate, and glanced at Sun Daxiong, who was kneeling at the gate of the next courtyard.

The sudden disappearance of his daughter completely broke the spirit of this man who was always energetic and motivated.

Song Wen looked indifferent, walked not far in front of Sun Daxiong, and went to the market.

Two quarters of an hour later, Song Wen disguised himself and entered a spirit beast shop.

The spirit beast shop not only sells spirit beasts and spirit insects, but also sells elixirs, spirit herbs, etc. needed to raise spirit beasts.

After arriving at Donghua Market, Song Wen has visited several spirit beast shops and bought the elementary practice books for raising spirit insects, but it did not help him to cultivate poisonous insects.

There is only one word difference between spirit insects and poisonous insects, but the way of cultivation is very different.

The way of cultivating spirit insects is basically the same as that of cultivating spirit beasts. Both of them establish soul connection with spirit beasts and spirit insects through signing soul contracts. The two are equal and mutually beneficial.

On weekdays, monks will focus on cultivating emotions with spirit beasts and spirit insects to enhance mutual understanding.

But Gu worms are different. Gu worms are forcibly refined by monks to achieve spiritual slavery, which is why Gu worms will bite their masters.

The cultivation of Gu worms is also more cruel. Gu masters often let Gu worms devour each other in order to evolve into stronger individuals.

Song Wen came to the spirit beast shop this time to buy spirit beast pills.

Spirit beast pills help to improve the bloodline of spirit beasts and enhance the strength of spirit beasts.

He thought of using spirit beast pills to improve the bloodline of Wujia Gu.

Song Wen had previously bought two bottles of first-grade superior spirit beast pills and selected the strongest Wujia Gu. After taking it for a long time, this Wujia Gu, who was in the ninth level of Qi training, had a stronger breath and no signs of evolution for the time being.

The spirit beast pills he bought earlier had been used up, and Song Wen planned to buy two more bottles.

"Are there any second-grade spirit beast pills for sale?" Song Wen asked a maid.

The first-grade spirit beast pills were not very effective, so Song Wen planned to take drastic measures.

The maid smiled and replied, "Reporting to the senior, only the Beast Taming Sect has spirit beast pills of the second grade and above, and none of the shops in the market sell them."

Song Wen nodded with some disappointment. He understood that this was another means for the righteous sect to suppress the casual cultivators.

"Give me two bottles of first-grade spirit beast pills."

After a while, Song Wen paid 100 spirit stones and got two bottles of spirit beast pills, a total of 20 pills.

After leaving the shop, Song Wen went to the stall area in the market. He wanted to buy some spirit herbs for refining blood pills.

He scanned the stalls, looking for the spirit herbs he needed.

Suddenly, Song Wen's eyes were stern.

A short stall owner put three jade bottles engraved with forbidden runes into the hands of a casual cultivator who looked like a scholar beside him without leaving any trace.

The latter took the jade bottle, quietly put it into the storage bag on his waist, and then handed the stall owner a bag of spirit stones.

The whole process happened in a short moment, but it happened to be caught by Song Wen's peripheral vision.

Song Wen saw at a glance that the forbidden rune on the jade bottle was used to seal the blood essence.

The two people just traded blood essence, and it was human blood essence. If it was the blood essence of monsters, there would be no need to be so cautious.

Song Wen did not detect any breath of the blood path of the devil cultivators on the two people, that is, the blood essence in the jade bottle was not refined by the stall owner himself, and the buyer had never swallowed the blood essence. He was running errands for others.

After the scholar got the blood essence, he turned and left, brushing past Song Wen, and soon disappeared at the corner of the street.

The stall owner looked at the place where the scholar disappeared, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

This scholar had come to him to buy essence and blood, but it was the first time that he bought three bottles of essence and blood at once. That was a full six hundred spirit stones. The scholar took it out without blinking an eye. He was really wealthy.

He took out a jade slip and sent a message.

......

Evening.

The dark clouds in the distant sky swallowed the last ray of afterglow.

Looking at the increasingly dark sky, the short stall owner began to pack up the stall. After nightfall, the area around the market was not peaceful, so it was better to leave the market early.

Moreover, he provided intelligence to the robbers who often cooperated with him today. I think those robbers should have succeeded by now, and he wanted to get his share of the benefits.

After packing up the stall in a few seconds, the stall owner hurriedly walked out of the market.

After leaving the market and walking a few miles on a forest path, he looked around in the dim light. After making sure that no one was following him, he performed the flying technique, took off into the air, and flew towards the distance.

A quarter of an hour later, the flying spell failed, and he had flown more than thirty miles.

The stall owner did not continue to fly, but lowered his body and walked through the dark forest.

Suddenly, a figure covered in a dark cloak blocked his way.

The stall owner's face changed drastically. He thought he was careful enough, but he didn't expect to be followed.

Staring at the black figure in front of him, he suppressed his panic and said in a deep voice.

"Daoyou, stop me, what do you want to teach me?"

A fierce voice came from the black shadow, hoarse and low,

"If you dare to touch the storage bag on your waist, I will cut it off."

The small action was discovered, and the stall owner's face became even uglier. He stopped his right hand that was slowly touching the storage bag on his waist, and slowly raised both hands.

"Fellow Daoist, calm down. If you need me to do something, just tell me and I will do it."

Song Wen asked, "Where did you get the human blood in your hand?"

The stall owner heard this and immediately replied.

"I bought it at the ghost market."

"Ghost Market?" Song Wen whispered.

He followed the stall owner because he saw that the stall owner was a person wandering in the gray edge area, and wanted to learn from the stall owner how to enter the underground trading black market of Donghuafang City.

According to the previous experience in the Corpse Demon Sect Market, many things that cannot be sold in the market can be bought in the black market.

"Where is the ghost market?" Song Wen asked indifferently.

"Four hundred miles east of Donghuafang City, in a mountain stream shrouded in fog."

"What are the requirements for entering the ghost market?"

"No requirements, pay two spirit stones and you can enter."

Song Wen nodded, slowly retreated to the back, and finally disappeared completely in the darkness, and disappeared.

Seeing that the other party had completely disappeared, the stall owner breathed a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart quietly fell to the ground.

Just now, he did not feel any breath fluctuations on the man in black, which only meant that the man in black was much stronger than him.

The stall owner, who was still frightened, was about to use his body skills to leave when he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.

It was as if something had smashed his skull and crushed his brain from behind.

The stall owner's consciousness began to fade, and his body fell straight down.

In the darkness, a figure quickly rushed out and grabbed the stall owner's broken head.

It was Song Wen who had returned.

Soul-searching technique!

Song Wen was lucky. The incomplete memory obtained from the soul-searching happened to contain memories about the ghost market.

The stall owner did not lie about the location and entry conditions of the ghost market.

But what the short stall owner did not say was that the ghost market was only open at night.

Moreover, the fog covering the ghost market would interfere with the spiritual power and spiritual awareness of the cultivators. People who did not know how to enter the ghost market would easily get lost in the fog if they rashly entered the fog.

In the stall owner's memory, there were also many memories of colluding with robbers to rob and kill customers. But these things had nothing to do with Song Wen, so Song Wen did not check these memories carefully.

After devouring the stall owner's soul and blood and disposing of the corpse, Song Wen affixed a speeding talisman and went to the ghost market.