Four Skills for All.

He Lingyue continued, "If we want to find Wang Jinyang by following the clues, the best way is to go into the black market and lure him out, right?"

Mo Xiu nodded, now feeling more and more that He Lingyue was a very smart girl. They hadn't discussed it beforehand, but she had cooperated very well just now.

Seeing that Dong Fang still didn't quite understand, Mo Xiu continued to explain.

"Do you remember the information given in the mission? Wang Jinyang robbed a bank and had a lot of cash on him, as well as a Spirit Gathering Grass. This grass is the key. I suspect there is a high probability that he is planning to make his move here."

Dong Fang asked, "But how can you be sure Wang Jinyang hasn't sold it yet?"

Mo Xiu said, "If it were me, I wouldn't easily sell rare medicinal herbs of unknown origin. I would definitely find a fool to inflate the price and sell them to me."

He Lingyue covered her mouth and pointed at Mo Xiu, saying, "Mo Xiu is playing the fool right now."

Dong Fang suddenly realized and said, "Hmm, Mo Xiu, you captured the essence of the performance. If I were Wang Jinyang, I would have sold it to a fool like you."

Mo Xiu rolled his eyes at Dong Fang. Now, all they had to do was wait until midnight to go out and check out the black market.

At this moment, Liu Ziyang sent a message.

"Boss, Hao Ren and I have finished class. Shall we come find you now?"

He Lingyue leaned closer to take a look and said, "They don't need to come, do they? We're just fine as we are now. If they come to join us, it might arouse suspicion."

Mo Xiu thought for a moment and said, "There's no need for Liu Ziyang and Hao Ren to join us. They can act independently and find their own use."

He Lingyue asked, "What's it for?"

"Do you think Wang Jinyang came here for any other purpose besides selling herbs and seeking refuge?"

He Lingyue pondered for a moment and shook her head, unable to think of any other possibilities.

Mo Xiu said, "Hahaha, women don't understand..."

As she spoke, she replied to Liu Ziyang's message on her phone.

Dong Fang wasn't listening to their conversation at all; instead, he turned on the TV and was laughing out loud.

......

At 11:30 PM, Mo Xiu and his two companions went downstairs. As they approached the hotel counter, Mo Xiu asked, "Hey buddy, this Fan Street is so awesome, do you have... those kinds of places? Places where you can pay to have fun?"

The clerk behind the counter glanced at He Lingyue and then said, "Yes, it's up ahead. It's easy to find at night."

Mo Xiu chuckled lewdly, "Hehe, thanks, buddy."

And she gave the cashier a knowing look.

He Lingyue grabbed Mo Xiu's ear and said, "We're here on serious business. You dare to mess around?"

The three walked out of the hotel. He Lingyue appeared on the street with her arm linked with Mo Xiu's, and Dong Fang followed behind the two of them.

It wasn't even midnight yet, and some people were already preparing to set up their stalls.

Mo Xiu observed carefully and found that most of the people setting up stalls were local residents, while some were from outside who came to sell their goods.

At the same time, Hao Ren and Liu Ziyang also arrived here.

Hao Ren asked, "Brother Liu, what is our mission?"

Liu Ziyang said smugly, "Through my efforts, our tasks have become very simple."

"What mission?"

Liu Ziyang took out a printed photo of Wang Jinyang and handed it to Hao Ren.

"Remember what Wang Jinyang looks like, and then it's just a game."

The two didn't even glance at the black market that was popping up on the street, and headed straight for the kind of place Mo Xiu had mentioned.

He Lingyue happened to witness this scene.

He Lingyue leaned close to Mo Xiu's ear and asked, "Is this your plan? Is this something women don't understand?"

Mo Xiu replied, "A man who steals so much cash and a precious herb and comes here instead of running away can only have two purposes: either to sell the medicine for money or to spend money for pleasure."

He Lingyue said in a barely audible voice, "Vulgar!"

As the three walked, the entire black market came into view, with stalls lining both sides of Fan Street.

Mo Xiu walked over to a shop and squatted down to see if there was anything good. But all he saw were common herbs and weapons. He asked about the prices and found they were about 30% lower than the market price, which was still quite considerable.

After a quick look, there wasn't anything particularly impressive. It was only during a casual chat with the stall owner that I realized good things are rare and hard to come by. They either appear in large markets or are occasionally brought out by people in a hurry to sell.

Mo Xiu and his two companions had just finished their walk around and were about to go back to sleep when something on a stall caught Mo Xiu's attention.

It was a short, black scabbard. Mo Xiu was interested in it because the dagger that Tang Lao had given him before did not have a scabbard.

The black dagger is extremely sharp, and it is very inconvenient to carry without a scabbard.

Mo Xiu squatted down but didn't directly ask about the price of the scabbard. Instead, he pointed to a herb he didn't recognize.

"Boss, what's this?"

Seeing that Mo Xiu looked like he was easy to fool, the stall owner immediately said, "These are extremely precious herbs that can strengthen the body."

Mo Xiu's eyes lit up and he said, "Oh? How much will it improve my health? I came here to find herbs that can improve my physical condition. As long as the ingredients are good, money is no object."

When the boss saw that Mo Xiu looked like an idiot, he immediately started praising him.

"The medicinal effects are self-evident; the energy it contains is extremely strong, reaching the spiritual level. I'll give you a discount on the price: 50."

Mo Xiu found it amusing. Herbs are divided into four levels based on their energy content: Heaven, Earth, Spirit, and Human. Human-level herbs are the more expensive ones on the market, and most of them are used to strengthen the body.

Reaching the Spirit level is different; it allows for breakthrough growth in a specific area. For example, a Spirit Ring that can upgrade a skill from level one to level two is a Spirit-level herb.

Mo Xiu had never even seen Earth-grade or Heaven-grade herbs before. The Spirit Gathering Grass that Wang Jinyang stole this time was a top-tier Spirit-grade herb, whose function was to completely enhance physical fitness.

Whether the broken herb on the vendor's stall has reached the human level is debatable.

Although he was thinking that the boss was really greedy, Mo Xiu pretended to be very interested and was about to take out money from his pocket.

He Lingyue stopped them, saying, "We're not buying it. Boss, you're being too ruthless! This thing looks like a weed. Let's go."

When the boss realized he had been found out, he immediately stopped Mo Xiu and the others.

"Hey, hey, don't go! I have something interesting here, would you like to take a look?"

Upon hearing something new and interesting, Mo Xiu stood up, then squatted down again.

"Boss, what is that? Let me see it!"

The boss pulled something out of his pocket, and upon closer inspection, Mo Xiu realized it was a pistol.

He Lingyue clearly hadn't expected that there would be banned firearms in this place.

Mo Xiu snatched it away and examined it closely in his hands.

The shopkeeper chuckled and said, "Be careful, this is usable. Don't let it go off. You aristocratic kids love this kind of thing the most."

He Lingyue asked, "Boss, how much? Please be reasonable. I think even if this is the black market, this kind of thing shouldn't be sold openly, right?"

The shopkeeper said, "The young lady is right, how about I sell it to you for 10?"

Mo Xiu took out 100,000 and handed it to the shopkeeper, saying, "Deal. I didn't haggle. You have to give me something as a gift."

The shopkeeper pointed to the herb Mo Xiu had just been looking at and said, "How about I give you this herb?"

Mo Xiu grabbed the scabbard and said, "I don't want that tattered grass, I'll just take anything."

After saying that, he turned and left.

The boss kept shouting from behind: "No, come back, I'll give you something else... Oh well, it's a loss, a loss!"