Hide in the world of gods and demons

Chapter 62 A Terrifying Reputation (Part Two)

The shantytowns are not densely populated; by "not densely populated," I mean that you can occasionally see a grove of trees, a meadow, or even a low slope.

Chen Li disappeared into a grove of trees. When he emerged from the other side, his blood-stained ordinary robes had been replaced by a gray robe. His appearance had changed again, and his back was now slightly hunched, as if he had suddenly become several inches shorter.

He took several long detours, turning around and around, before finally straightening up and regaining his original appearance. He then walked home with a relaxed expression.

Zhou Hong was still busy processing the monster meat.

A five-ton monster cannot be dealt with in a short time.

"Was everything going smoothly?" Zhou Hong asked.

"It sold out in no time again. Food prices have skyrocketed, and we're selling cheaply, so we can sell as much as we can!" Chen Li laughed, without mentioning the robbery or murder he had just suffered.

Zhou Hong's face showed a mixture of exhaustion and joy: "Keep some for ourselves to make into cured meat, and sell the rest. I estimate I can get nine mid-grade spirit stones... When we take a caravan to other places, the expenses will obviously not be small. With this money, the family will be much better off."

"Don't worry about the money. I picked up so many magical artifacts a while ago. They could be worth a lot if I sold them. It's just that they're not easy to sell now," Chen Li said, sounding a bit troubled.

It's not that I'm afraid of being targeted again.

He's now heavily in debt but has no worries.

With the golden talisman he had acquired today, he felt much more confident.

At worst, I'll just use it to save my life.

The key issue is that magical artifacts, unlike monster meat, are not easy to sell.

Including the four items he acquired today, he now possesses a total of sixteen magical artifacts, including one high-grade artifact, six mid-grade artifacts, and nine low-grade artifacts.

Each of these items is worth at least a mid-grade spirit stone. Nowadays, most independent cultivators don't have much spare money to buy them. Even if they set up a stall, it would take forever to sell all sixteen of these magical artifacts.

In addition to his worries, he also had talismans. He had accumulated them over the entire winter, and the talismans he had drawn had piled up into a thick stack. There were more than two hundred talismans for warding off evil, avoiding arrows, and at least the lightness talismans.

Fortunately, none of these things will break.

Let's wait until the situation improves before making a move.

……

That evening, Chen Li took stock of the family's savings again.

Before winter, I only had seven spirit stones, not counting the odd ones. After a winter, the expenses were not small, but the unexpected income was even greater. With today's harvest, I now have eight mid-grade spirit stones and three hundred and fifty-five low-grade spirit stones.

Converted to mid-grade spirit stones and then rounded down, it becomes 11 mid-grade spirit stones.

"Once I sell this batch of demon beast meat, I'll have twenty mid-grade spirit stones. If I also include the magic weapons and talismans that haven't been sold yet, all in all, I'll have at least fifty mid-grade spirit stones," Chen Li secretly calculated in his heart.

"Indeed, a horse won't get fat without night grass, and a person won't get rich without unexpected wealth!"

Chen Li sighed, satisfied, and put away the money pouch. He then picked up the book "Three Attack Techniques for the Qi Refining Stage" that he had bought that morning and began to read it.

Of the three attack spells, Chen Li already knew the 'Scolding Spell,' but the 'Frost Spell' required the seventh level of Qi Refining, which he couldn't learn yet.

The only skill he can learn now is the Palm Lightning.

Like the Traction spell, it is also a first-tier intermediate spell.

……

For the next few days...

Every day at dawn, Chen Li would carry a large bag of monster meat to the market to sell. He would sell at least half a ton and sometimes a ton, making a lot of money. However, he never encountered another robber.

at the same time,

The notorious reputation of the butcher in the market quickly spread throughout the area.

Given the intensity of the battle that day, and the fact that it wasn't some remote, desolate place, how could there have been no eyewitnesses? They could only watch from afar, not daring to get close, and could only get a general view.

The butcher fought four opponents single-handedly, not only escaping with his life but also killing them all.

You can't provoke such a powerful person without some skill.

Five days later, the last batch of monster meat began to smell strange.

But it doesn’t matter.

Chen Li continued to sell at the same price. Fortunately, the rogue cultivators weren't picky either; although they might complain a bit, they still flocked to it. What did a little strange smell matter when there was cheap monster meat to eat?

"It's over, it's over, it's gone, it's gone... Hey, you haven't paid yet."

Once all the monster meat was sold out, Chen Li breathed a sigh of relief.

The house has been getting increasingly smelly lately, almost pungent enough to make you want to leave. Thankfully, it's finally over now.

"Fellow Daoist, is there any meat left? I heard that there is demon beast meat for sale here, so I came here." A rogue cultivator looked annoyed because he couldn't buy any.

"We're too late, they're all sold out!" Chen Li said as he tidied up.

Are you coming back to sell tomorrow?

"I'm not coming anymore, it's all sold out." Chen Li picked up the cloth bag and prepared to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, when are you going to hunt down another demonic beast?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Li paused, then said irritably, "Are demonic beasts so easy to kill?"

……

In the days that followed, Chen Li did not go out again.

Swordsmanship, magic, Qi cultivation, and talismans—these four areas of practice occupy almost all of his time. In addition, he also has to find time to learn and research new magic techniques, such as Palm Thunder. He is busy until midnight every day before he can fall asleep.

Since I transmigrated to this world.

He seems to be in a state of constant busyness, rarely having time for entertainment or relaxation, as if there is a whip urging him on.

Pretty much the same, actually.

It comes down to it.

It is this world that makes him feel insecure.

The rampage of monsters and the unpredictability of human nature mean that an ordinary outing may be the last time you return.

In this world, he can only obtain this sense of security through his own strength.

……

One afternoon.

Chen Li opened his eyes from meditation, exhaled a breath of stale air, and slowly finished his practice.

On a whim, he opened the game panel.

"Qi Refining Level 5: 45/100"

"Without the Qi-replenishing pills, the speed has indeed slowed down considerably!" he sighed inwardly.

He has used up his Qi-replenishing pills and only has one bottle left. However, this last bottle is for use in critical moments, such as during battles, to speed up the recovery of spiritual power.

Fortunately, my cultivation speed isn't too slow.

Chen Li discovered that perhaps the higher the realm, the slower the cultivation speed.

Although my proficiency level in the Longevity Technique has been continuously improving, from the advanced level to the expert level and then to the master level, my cultivation speed has not increased much. So far, I only improve by one point every two days.

Fortunately, the speed is also quite impressive.

He stretched his stiff body, got up, and prepared to go outside for some fresh air.

An excited voice came from afar.

"A caravan! A caravan is coming! A caravan is coming..."

With a "buzz," the entire shantytown became noisy.

Chen Li's expression froze for a moment, then he was overjoyed. The caravan had arrived, and he could finally leave this dangerous, hellish place.

"I'm going to go outside and take a look," he shouted to Zhou Hong, then quickly walked out of the cave.

(End of this chapter)