Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

Zhou Yiqiao's vision went dark, and he appeared in a dim space.

There was nothing around except for a winding bluestone path at his feet, which continued to extend into the distance.

"Is this a ghost market?"

Zhou Yiqiao looked around, a doubt rising in his heart. The next moment, several demonic monks who covered their bodies appeared behind him.

These people consciously distanced themselves from each other, neither talking to each other nor getting close to each other, as if they were deliberately maintaining a certain tacit understanding.

When everyone saw Zhou Yiqiao in front of them, they were not surprised. They just walked around him and walked into the distance along the bluestone path under their feet.

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao did not hesitate and also stepped onto the path, following behind everyone.

The moment he stepped onto the path, the entire space shook violently, and the scenery in front of him changed again and again, making it dizzying.

After a moment, Zhou Yiqiao felt his eyes light up, and he appeared in a bustling market.

At this time, he was in a huge cave. The surrounding cave walls were inlaid with dark fluorescent stones, emitting a faint light, adding a bit of mystery and weirdness to the entire cave.

Inside the cave, there are many stalls selling a wide variety of items, from elixirs and magic weapons to various rare materials.

Most of the stall owners were dressed in black robes, their faces hidden under their cloaks, and only a pair of eyes shining with cunning light were exposed. They were constantly looking at the passing demonic monks, looking for possible buyers.

Although there were a lot of people in the entire cave, the atmosphere was extremely depressing. Everyone carefully kept their distance for fear of accidentally getting into trouble.

Zhou Yiqiao shuttled among the crowd, his eyes scanning the surrounding stalls, but he was a little surprised in his heart.

In this ghost market, there are many treasures of heaven and earth that are controlled by the three demon sects and are prohibited from being sold.

If outside the ghost market, anyone outside the three demon sects who dares to sell these things will definitely be hunted down by the three demon sects.

However, here, they are openly displayed on the stalls for anyone to choose from.

"That's right. Since this ghost market can be established openly under the noses of the three demon sects, there must be a lot of support behind it."

"Maybe the three major demon sects are secretly supporting the existence of this ghost market."

Zhou Yiqiao's thoughts swirled in his mind, and then he was quickly relieved.

In the Demonic Way, everything is based on profit first. As long as there are enough interests, even hostile forces can reach some kind of tacit understanding secretly.

He strolled along and soon landed on an inconspicuous stall.

I saw a stooped old man in black robe sitting behind the stall, holding a shabby jade box in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was dozing.

Zhou Yiqiao took a closer look and saw a branch that looked like a dead tree placed in the jade box.

The rhizome of the branch is gray-brown, but there is a tender white lotus bud growing on the top, which looks quite spiritual.

"The Dry Bone Lotus blossoms in five hundred years, bears fruit in a thousand years, and takes shape in thousands of years..."

Zhou Yiqiao murmured in his mouth, his eyes gradually becoming hot.

This withered bone lotus is a natural treasure that every wood spirit root cultivator dreams of. Its effect can be said to be far superior to the spiritual plant mentioned by Chu Tianxing in the sound transmission.

"I didn't expect that just a roadside vendor could produce such a rare wood-type treasure."

Although Zhou Yiqiao was surprised in his heart, he remained calm on the surface. He coughed lightly, attracting the attention of the old man in black robe.

"Senior, how much does this cost?"

Zhou Yiqiao asked.

The old man in black robe slowly opened his eyes, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.

He glanced at Zhou Yiqiao, then at the withered bone lotus in the jade box, and said in a hoarse voice.

"This is a treasure that I found only after narrowly avoiding death in a desperate situation. I bartered it for pills that can improve my cultivation, or magic weapons of equal value."

Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly when he heard this.

He has just advanced to the Divine Transformation Realm, and his background in the Divine Transformation Realm is not strong. Where can he possibly find a pill that can improve his cultivation?

As for the magic weapons, he has just collected all the magic weapons for his own use. Where can he get extra magic weapons in exchange?

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but he was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he continued to bargain with the old man in black robes.

After all, this withered bone lotus is a priceless treasure to him. It would be a pity to miss it like this.

"Senior, I don't have any pills that can improve my cultivation, and I don't have any extra magic weapons. I wonder if I can exchange them for other items?"

Zhou Yiqiao asked tentatively.

Hearing this, the old man in black robe narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming to be sizing up Zhou Yiqiao.

"Oh? What are you going to exchange for it?"

Zhou Yiqiao's heart moved and he turned sideways to give up his position.

"It's not a good place to talk. Senior, why don't you move on to talk?"

The old man in black robe looked at him deeply, then slowly stood up and followed Zhou Yiqiao.

The two walked through the bustling crowd and came to a remote corner.

Zhou Yiqiao looked around and after making sure there was no one else, he communicated with the old man through voice transmission.

"I wonder if seniors have ever heard of dragon scales and green leaves?"

When the old man in black robe heard this, undisguised fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

"You have dragon scales and green leaves on your body!?"

Zhou Yiqiao smiled slightly and did not answer directly. Instead, he changed the subject and continued.

"Although this junior cannot come up with the elixirs and magic weapons to improve one's cultivation, he knows a hiding place of dragon scales and green leaves."

The old man in black robe frowned, obviously dubious about Zhou Yiqiao's words.

"Oh? Dragon scale green leaves are ancient spiritual grass. If it can survive to this day, there must be ancient ferocious beasts or hidden families around to protect it. How did you, a junior in the Golden Core realm, know that?"

He looked at Zhou Yiqiao coldly, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

Zhou Yiqiao had long expected that the other party would ask this question, so he didn't panic at the moment and followed the old man's words and spoke calmly.

"Senior is right. There must be powerful forces guarding this dragon scale green leaf. Senior, how do you think this junior knows this information?"

When the old man in black robe heard this, his pupils shrank sharply and he shouted in a deep voice.

"Could it be that...you are the direct disciple of a hidden clan!?"

As he spoke, his tone became more and more certain.

There is no other reason. In the eyes of the old man, Zhou Yiqiao is not at the peak of Jindan cultivation, but he can calmly face his great power of transforming gods, and he even possesses such heaven-defying wonders as dragon scales and green leaves.

Unless he is the direct bloodline of a hidden family, how can he do this?

Zhou Yiqiao knew that the old man had been fooled, so he opened his lips slightly and continued to deceive.