Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter Thirty-Five: Life is as worthless as grass

The first rule is that you can't ask where the goods come from. As long as you rent a stall or shop and pay the taxes, you can sell them.

The second rule is that you cannot ask where the guests come from. As long as you pay the entrance fee, you can enter. And no matter what grudges you have before, you cannot fight here.

The third rule is that money must be exchanged for goods. Once the transaction is completed, even if the seller cheats or defrauds the buyer, and the buyer doesn't discover the deception on the spot, they cannot pursue the matter.

"Senior Brother Pan, are there any tips for buying things here?" After hearing these rules, Han Yi decided to ask Pan Sheng, an experienced person, for advice.

"What tricks could there be?" Pan Sheng laughed and said, "It's cheaper at the stalls, but it all depends on your eyesight. The prices are higher in the shops, but the quality is guaranteed."

"If you want to find a bargain, you can check out those stalls. However, these stall owners are all incredibly shrewd. I've never heard of anyone finding a bargain in all these years!"

"But don't worry, this black market is our territory. Here, these stall owners would never dare to cheat the disciples of the Crimson Flame Sect!"

"Of course, if you want to buy some 'good stuff,' you can check out those shops. Although they're a bit pricey, they're definitely worth the money!"

Pan Sheng then leaned closer and whispered mysteriously, "For example, the 'Unbreakable Spear Powder' I bought here last time really made me feel incredibly energetic..."

"what?"

Han Yi raised his lips slightly and said helplessly, "Senior Brother Pan, your words were too harsh. Take them back immediately!"

After entering the gate, there were several groups of outer disciples of the Crimson Flame Sect preparing to patrol. Han Yi glanced at them casually and found that their values ​​were all between '15 and 20', which meant that their cultivation level was around the Bone Refining stage.

Han Yi and his companion had only taken a few steps deeper into the area when they turned a corner and suddenly found themselves in a wide-open space, as if the view had suddenly opened up.

Han Yi previously believed that the so-called black market must be open at night, and the transactions must take place in the dead of night when you can't see your hand in front of your face. The surroundings must be chaotic, and both buyers and sellers must be covered with black robes, black masks, and straw hats. He even believed that after you buy something, someone would follow you, wanting to rob you and kill you!

But at that moment, a bustling, noisy market came into view, instantly shattering Han Yi's preconceived notions.

"A priceless treasure... the Boundless Iron of Heaven and Earth!"

"Huge clearance sale! Huge clearance sale! Jade Guanyin statue!"

"Selling a secret manual at a low price... the Wounding Sword Technique, which includes a diagram for observing internal energy flow. It can be cultivated to the Meridian Opening stage. Only ten taels of silver!"

However, the items on this stall seem to be just as Pan Sheng described, and none of them sound very reliable! But since we're already in this black market, let's take a look around.

"This is?"

A stall with various miscellaneous items scattered on the ground came into view.

The stall owner was a short old man wearing a small black hat and sporting a mustache.

There was something on the stall that looked like a stone that caught Han Yi's eye.

Upon closer inspection, however, it was discovered that it did not resemble a stone. Its shape was oval, with several deep and strange lines in the middle, while the two ends of the oval emitted a faint luster like obsidian.

Upon closer inspection, Han Yi felt a strange stirring within him, as if the stone held an inexplicable attraction for him.

He stepped forward and picked up the 'stone'.

[Detected to absorb Yin energy, absorb or not?] Hmm?

Han Yi's heart raced, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light!

He resisted the urge to choose 'yes' and suppressed his excitement, asking the stall owner in a calm tone, "Boss, how much is this stone?"

The stall owner was shrewd and experienced. After seeing Han Yi approach, he went straight for the 'stone', clearly eager to acquire it.

He stroked his mustache and said in a wise and old-fashioned manner, "Since you've taken a liking to this treasure, here's the price. Let's be friends, I'll only charge you one hundred taels of silver!"

"One hundred taels of silver?" Han Yi secretly regretted that he had been too hasty and the stall owner had seen through him, looking like he was going to take advantage of him.

But he absolutely had to buy this stone!

"This stone is meteorite iron, formed from a meteorite that fell from outer space," the old man said in a tone that suggested you'd gotten a great deal. "Back then, I spent a fortune to acquire this piece of meteorite iron!"

"Oh, are you serious?"

The old man, following the flow of the conversation, let slip that he hadn't noticed Pan Sheng, who was wandering around elsewhere, walking over.

"Absolutely! See my sign?" Next to the old man was a sign that read 'Fair prices, honest dealings with everyone, young and old.'

"Old man, look carefully before you speak!"

Pan Sheng slightly lifted his robe, revealing the waist token of an inner disciple of the Crimson Flame Sect.

"This..." The old man shrank his neck and gave an embarrassed smile. "I found this stone on the edge of the field not long ago. I picked it up because it looked strange. If you like it, you can take it..."

"Hmph, that's more like it!" Pan Sheng sneered.

"It's so nice to be in your own sphere of influence..." Han Yi thought to himself, feeling himself growing to enjoy this kind of domineering behavior more and more...

"No, no, I'm a model youth of the new era!" he thought to himself, "I can't stray from the right path!"

"Geography of Anyan County"?

Han Yi casually picked up a booklet from the stall and glanced at it.

"What a find!" His eyes lit up. This book was a simplified version of a written map, introducing the geographical location around Anyan City.

"Boss, don't say I'm bullying you. I'll buy the book, and you can keep the stone as a bonus."

The old man readily agreed.

After putting the 'stone' away, Han Yi wandered around again, planning to study it carefully when he got home that evening.

As Han Yi walked past the entrance of an alley, he suddenly stopped.

He seemed to hear heart-wrenching cries coming from the alley. Although he couldn't make it out clearly, it sounded like a mixture of children's and women's voices.

Seeing Han Yi standing still, seemingly gazing into the depths of the alley, Pan Sheng stepped forward, patted Han Yi on the shoulder, and slowly said, "Stop looking, that's the live goods section."

"Live goods section?" Han Yi asked, puzzled.

“The black market inevitably involves some shady transactions…” Pan Sheng said in a low voice, “Some are from families with many children who can’t make ends meet, or some are refugees with striking good looks…”

Han Yi instantly understood: this "live goods zone" was where people were bought and sold...

"Is it also done with silver there?" he asked in a heavy tone.

"Women with beautiful appearances cost twenty or even a hundred taels of silver, while ordinary women cost a little over ten taels of silver."

"If it's a man sold as a servant, he's selling himself just to get a bite to eat!" "This damned world!" Han Yi thought to himself, feeling as if a huge stone was pressing down on his heart, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Although he had also been a refugee, at that time, it was not uncommon for people to exchange children or even wives to eat in order to survive!

Only then did he truly realize how cruel this world is for ordinary people.