Chapter 519: Rage!

Wei Hong walked slowly into the black market.

On both sides of the street, various stalls were placed in two rows at a distance of half a meter, which looked quite neat.

But at first glance, the style was very different from the previous stalls.

Because now those who dare to set up stalls are either powerful, or extremely confident in themselves, or have joined a powerful group and are not afraid of being bullied by others.

So when Wei Hong looked at it, he saw that the stall owners on each stall basically looked fierce and cold, and all exuded a strong aura. They were not easy to mess with, so the atmosphere of the entire black market seemed a bit solemn.

If an ordinary casual cultivator who had just entered the world of immortal cultivation came here, he would probably be scared.

Wei Hong didn't take it seriously at all. After entering the black market, he looked at the supplies on each stall with relish.

"Huh? Is this a stall selling magic tools and spells?"

Wei Hong paused and immediately stopped in front of the first stall.

He approached and squatted, picked up a jade slip and put it on the center of his forehead.

The fierce-looking monk opposite him just glanced at it casually and didn't care.

Soon, Wei Hong took the jade slip away from his forehead, and then whispered softly: "First-class top-grade violent spell?"

After that, he put down the jade slip and picked up another one to check again.

Not long after, Wei Hong looked through all the more than ten jade slips on the stall.

However, he pondered for a while, but did not speak immediately, but looked at the other side of the stall, where seven or eight magic weapons were placed.

Among them were two flying swords, two flying knives, a dark spiritual shield and three robes. Each magic weapon exuded a faint spiritual light. Wei Hong knew at a glance that these were all first-class top-grade magic weapons.

He didn't expect that any random stall in the black market would display seven or eight first-class high-quality magic tools and more than ten first-class high-quality spells, which made him feel incredible.

If it were in normal times, where could you see such a stall?

Except for a few large shops such as the Treasure Pavilion, it is impossible for anyone outside to bring out so many good things to set up a stall.

After looking at it for a while, Wei Hong did not check the magic tools, but looked up at the stall owner and asked: "Fellow Daoist, how much do you sell the magic tools and spells on your stall?"

The fierce-looking middle-aged monk glanced at Wei Hong, and then replied coldly: "Barter. If you have a first-grade top-grade evil-killing talisman, five pieces can be exchanged for a jade slip, and ten pieces can be exchanged for a magic tool. If you have a first-grade middle-grade scorching sun talisman, ten pieces can be exchanged for a jade slip, and twenty pieces can be exchanged for a magic tool."

"If you have first-grade top-grade spiritual rice and monster meat, you can also exchange them. Ten catties of spiritual rice or ten catties of monster meat can be exchanged for a jade slip, and twenty catties can be exchanged for a magic tool."

"Other talismans that can threaten weirdness can also be exchanged. Nothing else is needed."

After saying that, the stall owner looked at Wei Hong with hope.

Wei Hong was puzzled at first, and then he was amused. He knew that the stall owner probably thought that he had a talisman for exorcism, so he hoped to trade with him.

But Wei Hong pretended to be reluctant and shook his head and sighed: "Alas, what a pity, I would like to exchange, but I don't have the talisman that Taoist friend needs!"

After that, he was too lazy to say anything more to the stall owner. He stood up and walked to another stall without any intention of buying.

Wei Hong was not stupid. He had only looked at one stall and was not clear about the situation in this black market. Whether it was the current market price or the market situation, he was completely in the dark. Before figuring out these problems, he would not rashly buy.

The most important thing was that he didn't want to expose the fact that he had a talisman for exorcism all at once.

As long as he didn't reveal any details, no matter what the background of these stall owners was, they would not dare to make any moves.

Sure enough, watching Wei Hong get up and leave, the fierce-looking middle-aged stall owner's eyes flashed fiercely, but he just looked at Wei Hong coldly, and then turned his head again.

Wei Hong had already walked to another stall and squatted again.

This was a stall selling spiritual rice and monster meat, which were exactly the daily necessities he urgently needed.

Wei Hong looked expressionless at this time, and his inner thoughts could not be seen at all.

This time he directly asked the price: "Daoyou, how much are these spiritual rice and monster meat?"

Opposite was an old monk with a haggard face, and his eyes were like a poisonous snake, as if he was about to explode and bite people at any time.

Hearing Wei Hong's question, he immediately replied coldly: "The price of first-grade medium-quality spiritual rice is the same as that of monster meat. One first-grade top-quality evil-killing talisman can be exchanged for ten catties, and one first-grade medium-quality scorching sun talisman can be exchanged for five catties."

"As for first-grade top-quality spiritual rice and monster meat, one evil-killing talisman can be exchanged for five catties, and one scorching sun talisman can be exchanged for two catties."

"Other first-grade top-quality talismans are also fine, but it depends on what kind of talisman it is."

"How much do you want, fellow Daoist?"

Wei Hong's face seemed to be in a dilemma. He hesitated and asked: "Fellow Daoist, only talismans can be exchanged for spiritual rice and monster meat? I don't have the talismans you mentioned!"

"Huh? There are no talismans?" The old monk with a withered face frowned, and then waved his hands impatiently: "Forget it, if you really don't have any talismans, you can buy them with spiritual stones. The first-level mid-grade ones Spiritual rice and monster meat cost fifteen spirit stones per pound, and first-level high-grade ones cost thirty spirit stones per pound.”

"What? A first-order middle-grade spiritual rice costs fifteen spiritual stones per pound? A first-order high-grade spiritual rice costs thirty spiritual stones per pound?"

Wei Hong was still a little stunned after hearing the price.

In comparison, this price is at least twenty times more expensive than in previous periods.

In other words, whether it is spiritual rice, monster meat, or various types of talismans to exorcise evil spirits, the current market price is at least twenty times more expensive than before, or even higher.

Although Wei Hong had expected this, he did not expect that the price would skyrocket so wildly.

You know, that’s a full twenty times more!

In the past, this would have been unthinkable.

But now, these supplies were clearly placed in front of him, and the price was actually told to him. He could buy it or not.

It can be said that Wei Hong received his first surprise after entering this black market, but this surprise made him very helpless, but he could only accept it.

There is no way, if he doesn't buy it, someone else will.

"No, we still have to take a closer look before we speak, don't make a move rashly!"

Such a thought flashed through Wei Hong's mind.