This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

“Mr. Zheng, just past this alley, you’ll find the Yongning City Black Market,” Yang Xuri said respectfully to Zheng Zhuang, pointing to a spot not far away.

Zheng Zhuang nodded, put on the hooded black cloak that Yang Xuri had prepared in advance, and then walked into the alley.

The cloak was so large that it covered the person from head to toe.

This is the rule of the black market, because most transactions in the black market are illegitimate, and murder and robbery are common occurrences. For the safety of both parties in the transaction, and to avoid unnecessary trouble, people who come to the black market almost always hide their identities.

Zheng Zhuang didn't care. If he wanted, he could swagger in and no one would notice. The only reason he was willing to wear it was because he thought the cloak looked pretty cool.

Ever since Zheng Zhuang learned that someone was eyeing the ancient tomb, he had been thinking of going back to check it out. However, if he went back directly, the person behind it would definitely notice something.

The ancient tomb would suppress divine sense, making it impossible for him to explore in detail. Therefore, the best way was to blend in with the tomb raiders and go in with them.

The person behind this went to great lengths to lure people to the ancient tomb; there must be some unspeakable secret involved. They might just slip up and give themselves away.

When Zheng Zhuang wanted to find out about the tomb raiders, the first person he thought of was Ye Cangyue. As a secret agent active in Yongning City, he had the ability to gather information.

However, since Ye Cangyue was assigned to protect Kong Xiang and his son, this task fell to Yang Xuri, who was also a secret agent.

Yang Xuri received the message and learned that Zheng Zhuang needed his help, so he rushed over without saying a word.

Yang Xuri dared not be negligent in the slightest towards this mysterious Mr. Zheng.

He just didn't expect that Zheng Zhuang would be interested in tomb raiding, because even in the eyes of people in the martial arts world, tomb raiders are not respectable.

However, he had recently heard a rumor that a tomb of immortals was about to be discovered, and many famous tomb raiders had gathered in Yongning City.

Zheng Zhuang and Yang Xuri walked through the alley, where two burly men who looked like guards stood at the end.

Yang Xuri took out a wooden sign from his sleeve and waved it. The two burly men quickly bowed and then made a "please" gesture.

Zheng Zhuang gestured for Yang Xuri to go first, while he himself walked slowly behind.

That's what it feels like!

Zheng Zhuang was inexplicably a little excited; this was exactly like what had been shown on TV before.

After walking a short distance and turning a corner, two more guards appeared. Yang Xuri took out a wooden plaque from his sleeve again. This plaque was similar to the previous one, but the color was different.

The two guards took the wooden plaque, examined it carefully, and then handed it back to Yang Xuri. One of the guards then rhythmically tapped the wall behind him.

Soon, the center of the wall began to slowly recede inward, forming a hidden door about the width of a person.

Only after passing through the hidden door can one truly enter the black market.

Zheng Zhuang saw a large number of people gathered not far away, much like the market outside.

The difference is that while the outside market is noisy and bustling with shouts and hawking, the black market, though lively, is quiet with few people making a sound. They simply browse silently, and even during transactions, the two parties negotiate prices using specific gestures.

“Mr. Zheng, this is just the outer edge of the black market. There’s nothing good here. That small building in front is the real core. Not only are there many good things inside, but you can also buy confidential information and even hire someone to commit murder,” Yang Xuri said in a low voice.

"Don't you government officials care?" Zheng Zhuang asked in confusion.

Yang Xuri looked slightly embarrassed and said, "Sir, you may not know this, but one of the people in charge of this black market is one of my 'Dark Moon' people."

Zheng Zhuang paused for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.

Where there is light, there is darkness. Even if this place is shut down, other forms of darkness will emerge. It's better to infiltrate it; sometimes, you might find unexpected gains.

The two walked straight to the small building, which was much more heavily guarded, with sentries both visible and hidden around it.

Yang Xuri then took out another wooden plaque, and only then did the guard respectfully allow him to pass.

"These wooden plaques are tokens for entering the black market. They all have special markings. To enter the small building, you need three different wooden plaques, especially the last one, which is quite difficult to obtain," Yang Xuri explained.

As soon as the two entered the small building, a scantily clad woman greeted them:

"Please come in, esteemed guests. May I ask what brings you to this 'Listening to the Rain Pavilion'? I can show you the way."

Yang Xuri bluntly uttered two words: "Immortal Tomb".

The woman chuckled and said, "These past few days, quite a few people have come for this Immortal Tomb. You two can go directly to the third secret room on the right on the second floor. By the way, there's a small auction going on tonight, and some of the items are related to it. If you're interested, you might want to take a look."

After the woman finished speaking, she slowly stepped aside, while Zheng Zhuang and Yang Xuri went up the steps directly to the second floor.

"The secret room for each transaction in the building changes. After the transaction is completed, you can leave through the secret passage in the secret room. This way, no one else will know what was being traded, and it is more secretive. The auction is the same," Yang Xuri explained as he walked.

Zheng Zhuang nodded to himself. No wonder the black market had grown to this size; the security measures were indeed quite good.

The two entered the secret room, where someone was already waiting. The person was also wearing a hooded black cloak and had his face covered with a black cloth. Judging from his build, he was a slender man.

"What do you two want to know?" the thin man asked.

“All of them,” Zheng Zhuang replied calmly.

The slender man nodded and smiled:

"Very well, quite a few people know about this, so consider it a gift to you two. To tell you the story, a while ago, a fine jade artifact appeared on the black market. It was a jade pot, and its color and texture were top-notch, attracting many people to fight over it. In the end, it was bought back by Old Master Li from the west of the city at a high price."

--I thought the matter was over, but some strange things happened soon afterward. Although Old Master Li was very wealthy, his health had always been poor, and a doctor had long predicted that he didn't have much time left.

--Also, his two sons, the elder son was mentally challenged and the younger son was born with a leg ailment, so the large Li family could be said to have no successor. But after buying the jade pot, Old Master Li's health improved more and more, the elder son gradually returned to normal, and the younger son's leg ailment also gradually improved, and before long he was able to walk like the wind.

Old Master Li was overjoyed and threw a grand banquet to celebrate. In the end, he got drunk and revealed the truth: the jade pot could transform ordinary wine into celestial brew, and they all became better after drinking the wine from the jade pot.

However, fortune is unpredictable. Not long after the news leaked, the entire Li family was brutally murdered by villains, and Yu Hu mysteriously disappeared.

--The person who sold the jade pot was quite clever. In order to avoid persecution, he took the initiative to reveal where he found the jade pot. Many curious people went to verify it and found that there was a large tomb hidden there. Even more miraculously, someone accidentally saw a rich precious light emanating from the depths of the tomb.

"First came the wondrous jade pot, then the precious light; this is the origin of the legend of the immortal tomb."