Isn't this a game? How come you guys are really cultivating immortals!

Song Jiulai still looked calm.

When it comes to bargaining, there's nothing shameful in being thick-skinned.

"You know very well that no one would be willing to buy a medium-grade spirit stone of diamond silk."

The other party smiled coldly: "Then you can't treat me as a sucker, right?"

"Your bid is fifty points too high. I'm just short of a spirit stone. We're all from Yunzhou Continent, so we're fellow countrymen. I think it's reasonable to give you a discount. I don't mean to take advantage of you."

The female cultivator opened her mouth.

It can be seen that at this moment, her eyes were filled with astonishment, ridicule, and disbelief.

Like looking at a madman.

In the end, he was so angry that he laughed: "Don't look for trouble, it's a medium-grade spirit stone, take it or leave it."

Song Jiulai was silent for three seconds: "Don't be like this, I really want this diamond wire, how much can you discount it?"

Seeing that the other party was being very firm, Song Jiulai simply stated that he really wanted it.

But this does not mean that the other party can make any price they want.

The female cultivator looked at Song Jiulai for two seconds and quoted a price: "Sixty low-grade spirit stones."

"Let's just treat it as an introduction. My name is Ma Xiaohu, and what's yours? Fifty-five dollars is okay?"

Female cultivator: “…”

Perhaps she didn't expect Song Jiulai to be so shameless, so the female cultivator adhered to the principle of "out of sight, out of mind."

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Take it!"

Song Jiulai was so moved that her eyes were filled with tears. After all, diamond wire was a rare material. It needed to be refined by the cultivators of the Weapon Refining Sect. She had a good relationship with Su Huanli and the others, but the method of making a mustard seed bag had never been passed on to outsiders, let alone a second-level mustard seed bag.

It would be strange to ask Su Huanli to buy this material. Now that he encountered it on the black market, fifty-five low-grade spirit stones were not unacceptable.

"Good people will have a peaceful life. You will definitely ascend to heaven soon!"

The world of cultivation still lacks such straightforward praise. Song Jiulai praised without hesitation, and the female cultivator he praised was strangely silent for two seconds.

After paying fifty-five low-grade spirit stones and trading on the black market in Liuxian City, he was not afraid of others having any bad intentions.

After all, this is tacitly allowed by Liuxian City. If you break the rules, you will offend Guanhai Sect.

So the transaction went very smoothly.

After getting the diamond wire and the main materials, she can start refining the mustard bag.

The method of refining the mustard seed bag almost tells Song Jiulai how to enter the path of refining equipment. The things provided by the system are still very reliable and powerful.

Unlike the Medicine Sect, which requires a special furnace for alchemy, refining equipment requires the assistance of a spiritual ore.

This spiritual ore can melt these naturally extraordinary objects.

The spiritual ores required for each level of refining are different. Low-level ones are everywhere and can be bought at will, so there is no need to rush now.

Song Jiulai put his hands behind his back and strolled around the black market like an old man.

This black market stretches all the way to the end, and every monk displays the things he wants to sell very directly.

The various glowing materials looked like a spiritual treasure exhibition.

Moreover, the exit of the black market is a mirror. When you walk out of the mirror, your original appearance will be automatically restored. It will be randomly refreshed in any place where entry and exit are allowed in Liuxian City, so there is no fear of being discovered.

At this moment, Song Jiulai saw a stall.

The things placed on it were very ordinary, just a few books.

It is still a popular book among mortals, not made of jade slips.

Song Jiulai became interested. There was also a female cultivator in front of the stall, who looked a bit old.

She had a black silk scarf wrapped around her head, revealing an ordinary face.

But the appearance of the books here was not important. Song Jiulai pointed at the books and asked her, "What are you selling?"

The old female cultivator raised her head and looked at Song Jiulai.

Then he said, "The autobiography of the Lord of Yuexi City."

Her voice was hoarse, as if it had been corroded by something, and her words had a frosted quality.

"Yue Xi?" Song Jiulai said with regret, "I've never heard of who it is. Does that mean this is just an ordinary autobiography?"

The female cultivator seemed a little surprised: "You haven't heard of Yue Xi's name?"

Song Jiulai shook his head: "Really not, is she a cultivator?"

The female cultivator shook her head: "She is a mortal."

But he must be a very famous mortal, otherwise the female cultivator would not have such an attitude.

"I'm also quite interested in this kind of mortal autobiography. How much spirit stones are you selling it for?"

The female cultivator was silent for a long time. "If you want one low-grade spirit stone, I'll give you all the books here."

This thing is definitely not worth a low-grade spirit stone, but Song Jiulai likes to read this kind of miscellaneous biographies.

Because there would be information about the Yunzhou Continent hidden in it, and she had little knowledge of this place, she could just read various books and take notes.

So she didn't bargain this time: "Okay, I'll take them all."

There are five books here in total.

She paid the spirit stones, and the five books went into her mustard seed bag.

She continued her old man's walk with her things. The female cultivator behind her quietly looked at Song Jiulai's back until she disappeared.

Song Jiulai took a stroll around the black market and saw many things that made him jealous.

For example, the fourth-level fire thunder bamboo. The conditions for the appearance of this thing are very harsh. It can only be formed when a tree is burned by fire and then struck by natural lightning.

It is said that there is a place that produces such fire thunder bamboo.

Song Jiulai definitely can't afford it.

This thing is worth a few medium-grade spirit stones and is sold in batches.

There is also the fourth-level divine light liquid, which is something that spiritual herbs need. It is said that one drop of it has a high probability of causing a spiritual herb to mutate into a fourth-level spiritual herb.

In addition, various third-level elixirs are also everywhere.

Damn it, they are all cultivators who are refining Qi and building their foundation, how can these people be so rich?

No wonder this place is called the black market where stolen goods are sold, otherwise who knows where these things come from!

Are the means clean?

I don't want dirty things.

Song Jiulai silently looked at the mustard seed bag in her mustard seed bag, which contained the monk she had killed.

Sooner or later she would open this mustard bag.

The more he looked at the things on the black market, the more he envied them. Song Jiulai could only force himself to end his journey as soon as possible.

Cross the street and pass through a huge bronze mirror.

When she opened her eyes again, she had regained her original beautiful appearance, and in front of her was the broad street of Liuxian City.

At this moment, the originally clear sky of Liuxian City was suddenly shrouded by an extremely huge black shadow.

Song Jiulai subconsciously looked up and saw a huge black beast appear in the sky, with an aura that could overwhelm the heavens and the earth.

It looks like a lion, but its skin looks purple, lightning flashes on its body, and there is a horn on its forehead.

It has two wings on its back, and when they flap, lightning and thunder flash around it.

The giant beast only stayed for a brief moment, and the moment it spread its wings, its figure disappeared along with flashes of lightning.

As soon as it came out, the mortals and monks around it seemed like NPCs whose plots were triggered, and Song Jiulai immediately knew what it was.

"The 'Star Blazing Thunder Beast' of the Liyun Sect, the premier beast-controlling sect. Wow, I wonder which genius has appeared. What a grand display! Shouldn't the Liyun Sect go directly to the sect city? Why is it passing through here?"