Am I not a nascent saint demon cultivator?

Time passed slowly, and several days later...

Inkwind City.

Inside a cave.

"Today is the day of the trade fair, so we need to get ahead of the game."

Xu Yun murmured to himself, then took another look at the resources in his storage bag before slowly getting up and leaving the cave.

He walked down the street, blending into the flowing crowd, and then quietly slipped into a small alley.

Then, with a slight thought, Xu Yun activated the invisible mask on his face, subtly altering his figure and appearance. He also used the technique of concealing his aura in conjunction with the invisible mask to completely change his presence.

Soon, his physique became burly, his appearance rugged, and he exuded a fierce aura, making it impossible for anyone who saw him to associate him with Xu Yun in the slightest.

"Great, now we can head to the trade fair."

After changing his appearance and aura, Xu Yun walked casually down the street. The area was bustling with people and incredibly noisy, so no one would notice his unusual behavior.

Soon, following the route to the trade fair that Wen Xinlan had given him, Xu Yun made several turns and entered a small path.

This place looks completely ordinary, with a few buildings standing around it, no different from other places.

However, as Xu Yun walked deeper into the path, he came to a wall and walked past it as if it were nothing.

Buzz!

The next moment, ripples spread across the wall, and Xu Yun passed directly through them, arriving on the other side of the wall.

He looked up and saw that the place was an open space, where many cultivators were already sitting on the ground setting up stalls and trading resources with others.

This place was none other than the trade fair that Xu Yun was heading to, and also the place where Ming Qinzhi would appear.

"The trading venues here are not known to ordinary people, so most cultivators who come here to trade are quite wealthy. Now that I see it, it certainly lives up to its reputation."

As Xu Yun pondered this, he observed the resources on the surrounding stalls. Most of them were quite rare, some even difficult to find elsewhere.

Some of these resources were even blocked by certain immortal sects and were not circulated outside the area. However, Xu Yun saw them at one of the stalls and was astonished.

Rather than calling this a trade fair, it's more like a black market. However, the resources here are beyond Xu Yun's expectations, so he can only say that he came to the right place.

If he had stayed in Qingyu Market, he probably would never have known about the trade fair there, thus missing out on many opportunities.

"It seems that Wen Xinlan is indeed quite capable and resourceful, possessing access to such trade fairs. We should try to cultivate a closer relationship with her in the future."

With a sigh in his heart, Xu Yun soon stopped in front of a stall. After glancing at the items on the stall, his gaze settled on a Ganoderma lucidum.

Its entire body is blue, with rather long roots covered in layers of patterns, emitting specks of blue light, like fireflies dancing.

In particular, the medicinal fragrance emitted by this Ganoderma lucidum gives people a sense of tranquility and relaxation.

Without a doubt, this was one of Xu Yun's goals for this trip: Ming Qinzhi.

"Fellow Daoist, are you interested in this Mingqinzhi?"

Just as Xu Yun was examining the stall, an old man with white hair and beard and a gaunt face smiled and said, "This Mingqinzhi was snatched from the mouth of a late-stage first-tier demon beast by me. It was extremely dangerous. In addition, this spiritual herb is at least a hundred years old, making it extremely rare."

"If you really want it, you'll need at least eight hundred spirit stones or a genuine longevity pill."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yun raised an eyebrow slightly, as he already knew the various rules of the trade fair before he arrived.

This includes the requirement that if you want to get something you like at a trade fair, you must pay the seller for what they require, and the requirements are varied and diverse.

Some were reasonable, while others clearly exceeded the value of the items being traded, and Xu Yun was currently encountering the latter.

"Eight hundred spirit stones already exceeds Ming Qinzhi's normal price. As for genuine Longevity Pills, they are extremely rare, even comparable to Foundation Establishment Pills for some cultivators. This old man is truly delusional."

Xu Yun thought to himself that he would never have a genuine Longevity Pill, and even if he did, he would only use it for himself.

After all, the genuine Longevity Pill, as the name suggests, is a pill that increases lifespan; one pill can add at least ten years.

Don't underestimate these ten years. For some cultivators whose lifespan is about to end, they are willing to pay any price for genuine longevity pills.

"Fellow Daoist, your price for this Mingqinzhi is far too high, exceeding the normal price. Moreover, a hundred-year-old Mingqinzhi is a normal age; it's just mature and doesn't offer much enhancement. How about five hundred spirit stones?"

Xu Yun pretended to ponder for a moment before stating his price.

Although in his eyes, a mere eight hundred spirit stones were nothing at all, a drop in the ocean compared to the wealth he possessed.

However, even though Xu Yun had disguised himself, he still didn't want to be too high-profile and attract too much attention and trouble.

Although Xu Yun still had the task of the Initial Saint System, he couldn't be too obvious in his fishing, otherwise he would be easily exposed and the task would not be completed.

Therefore, Xu Yun still chose to bargain, while simultaneously selecting his fishing target.

"No, five hundred spirit stones is too little. How about this, I'll take seven hundred and fifty spirit stones from you."

When the withered old man realized that Xu Yun did not have genuine longevity pills, a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes, but he quickly recovered and continued to bargain with Xu Yun.

However, Xu Yun was no pushover either. The rare and precious materials recorded in the Tempering God Technique not only provided information but also their respective advantages and disadvantages, including Ming Qinzhi.

Therefore, Xu Yun acted exactly like an expert, constantly pointing out the flaws of the Mingqinzhi, which made the withered old man keep backing down, and in the end he only asked for 550 spirit stones from him.

"Very good, one of the objectives of this trip has been achieved."

Xu Yun placed the delivered Ming Qinzhi in a wooden box with satisfaction, sealed it with a talisman, and put it into his storage bag.

Xu Yun then continued to wander around the trade fair, trying to find a target to fish for and complete the task issued by the Initial Saint System.

During this time, Xu Yun also looked around to see if there was anything else he needed, but unfortunately he didn't find anything after wandering around for most of the time.

Still haven't found a suitable target... Hmm?

As Xu Yun wandered around the trade fair, complaining inwardly, his spiritual senses suddenly stirred.

With his spiritual senses amplified considerably, Xu Yun suddenly realized that a peculiar mark had been left on his body.

This kind of mark is invisible and intangible, and is generally difficult to sense. However, in front of Xu Yun's greatly enhanced spiritual sense, it was completely clear. Moreover, through his rich experience, he immediately realized that this mark could lock onto a person's aura.

"Is it him?"

Following the clues from the imprint, Xu Yun quietly glanced at a cultivator who had just passed by not far away.

The monk was dressed in a black robe, and his rugged face had three scars that stretched from the tip of his nose to his left cheek, making him look somewhat ferocious.

In Xu Yun's perception, the aura of the mark on his body was completely consistent with the aura of this person!

"This is really interesting. I haven't even started fishing yet, and someone's already eyeing me."

Xu Yun murmured to himself, while secretly scrutinizing the scarred man. Under his spiritual sense, he could detect that the man's aura seemed to be only at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

However, Xu Yun's disguised aura was also at the fifth level of Qi Refining, yet the other party still dared to leave a peculiar mark on him. This meant that either he had something to rely on, or there was something about him that greatly tempted the other party, making him willing to fight.