Immortality begins with Becoming an Alchemy Grandmaster-Chapter 218 - 128: Seeing the Oriole Again,
Chapter 218: Chapter 128: Seeing the Oriole Again,
Listening to Nonsense Again_2
Translator: 549690339
Outside the main gate, a black-robed cultivator approached Luo Chen.
“Friend, this is your Zhenlong Embroidered Ball. You can use it to freely enter and exit the Black Market Array.”
“Our Zhenlong Black Market organizes an event once a month. The specific timing will be displayed on the Embroidered Ball.”
Luo Chen is somewhat surprised as he examined his own Zhenlong Embroidered Ball.
“What if I’m not in the Great River District?”
“It will still display, but the time shown would be the opening hours of the Zhenlong Black Market in other districts.”
Upon hearing this answer, Luo Chen was even more surprised.
What does this mean?
A chain of black marketplaces?
“Does your market have branches in every district?”
The black-robed cultivator shook his head: “Some places do, some don’t.”
Despite his calm response, Luo Chen was still greatly surprised.
He has initially thought Zhenlong black market is run by a mere Foundation Establishment stage Rogue Cultivator.
Unexpectedly, it seemed to have a powerful backing!
Who is providing this power, and from what influences?
Before Luo Chen left, the black-robed cultivator’s ear twitched, and he stopped Luo Chen.
“Hmm?” Luo Chen looked displeased.
The black-robed cultivator smiled slightly, “Since it’s your first visit to the Zhenlong Black Market, I’d offer some advice before you leave.”
“Oh, then I’m all ears.”
Boom!
In the pitch-black night sky, a loud thunderclap reverberates.
Lines of fierce and dazzling lightning tore through the night sky.
The wind howled, leaves swirled.
Summer has arrived, and thunderstorms became more frequent.
Before long, a heavy rain will come pouring down!
Luo Chen stood under the eaves of a secluded alley, looking up at the roaring shadows above.
“Burial Mound, Seven Stars Slope, North Street Three Alleys…and the main road back to Inner City.”
“These are the most likely paths for robbery, as told by that cultivator Wang.”
The black market is known to be unsafe.
This “unsafe” refers to many things.
There is no quality assurance or after-sales service on auction items, possible subsequent trouble, and various incidents that may occur during black market auctions.
And the most common – robbery after the end of the black market auction.
After all, even after a regular auction hosted by a Great Sect, there are many robberies, let alone in the dangerous black market.
Before coming, Luo Chen was already prepared.
He changed his appearance, used a false name, altered his aura, and was ready to fight at any moment.
However, he didn’t expect that when leaving, that black-robed cultivator surnamed Wang would specifically “advise” him.
Even based on his experience, he singled out several paths that are most dangerous after leaving the black market.
It was clear that he was trying to establish good relationships with him.
Perhaps because of those “Blood Ignition Pills”?
“But his advice…raised some questions.”
Luo Chen stroked his chin, deep in thought.
“Where did his experience come from?”
“Was it from long-term hosting of the black market, and the numerous fights that erupted among the participants after they left, or his favourite routes for plundering?”
“Or maybe, he meant to go the opposite way, and told me not to take those paths, then he just waits for the enemy?”
Admittedly, Luo Chen thought too much and complicated the matter.
But when you are away from home and don’t have a bodyguard to scout ahead or guard your surroundings, you can never be too careful.
After some thought, Luo Chen concealed his aura and quietly headed in the direction of North Street.
The main road back to Inner City is not safe; Luo Chen was sure of this.
In the North Street area, previously, there were a large number of vacant buildings used occasionally by rogue cultivators.
Yu Ding Sword Pavilion used to regularly inspect and charge rent from those who lived there for extended periods.
But recently, the cultivators of the Yu Ding Sword Pavilion haven’t been managing the Outer City much.
Originally, Luo Chen planned to find a building, wait until dawn, and then slip back into the city quietly.
However, now that he has received the “advice”, he needs to be more careful.
“Hey, there really are robbers!”
From the shadows, Luo Chen halted, watching the group of buildings ahead.
Calling it a group of buildings is somewhat of an uplift; it’s nothing more than a shantytown formed by scattered wooden houses.
At the moment, a battle is breaking out unexpectedly in that shantytown, which spans several miles.
No, for one side, it’s not unexpected at all.
“Three Sima cultivators, hand over your spirit stones!”
Three Sima cultivators are not one person, but three cultivators.
The female cultivator at the forefront spat out, “Tch, in your dreams. We earned these with hard work, Qiu Bai. Don’t treat the Great River District as your Liuguang District. There’s still Yu Ding Sword Cultivator’s governance here.”
“Haha, you Simas are really out of touch! Yu Ding Sword Cultivators barely care about the security of the Outer City now.”
Hovering above the shantytown, the rough-looking man laughed haughtily.
With a wave of his hand, a large banner unfurled in the wind.
“Fine then, since you remain ignorant, you can all just stay here!”
Upon seeing the banner, the beautiful female cultivator was taken aback before her complexion changed drastically.
“A top-grade magic tool, it’s the Green Musk Aggregation Jiao Flag.”
“Run!”
As they spoke, all three tried to flee.
However, with a loud laugh, a large amount of white mist filled their surroundings, blocking all their exits.
“No, he already laid out a trapping array, this was a planned ambush.”
“You found out too late, why do you think I left the black market so early?”
With a ferocious laugh, Qiu Bai’s spirit power surged, releasing nearly a third of his power.
The next moment, three giant green Jiao Dragons roared out, baring their teeth and claws..
