txolops Chapter 5 Moving into Fangshi
Chapter 5 Moving into Fangshi
After half a day of setting up his stall, Ji Yun only sold two incomplete magical artifacts and a jade slip inscribed with a low-grade spell.
The total income was thirty catties of spirit sand.
The price was kept very low because his magical artifacts had been ravaged by time.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is "trash" he found on some unclaimed floating island.
Low-level storage bags cannot prevent external erosion. These magical artifacts have been left on the first layer of the Night Sea for decades, and their spiritual energy has long been lost.
He had noticed during his previous stroll that there were many vendors on the street selling these old-fashioned ritual implements.
At the bottom of the night sea.
The buying and selling of "junk" has become commonplace.
Cultivators can extract usable materials from these old items and then re-forge magical artifacts themselves or by asking others to do so.
"It's really not easy."
"This is the bottom of the Night Sea; cultivation resources depend entirely on scavenging the garbage from the upper levels."
"Even this market is only able to attract so many cultivators because of that spiritual wind overhead."
Ji Yun sighed softly and packed up his stall.
In fact, he was also capable of refining immortal materials and recasting magical artifacts.
He wasn't an expert in weapon crafting, but that was from the perspective of a Golden Core cultivator.
With the aid of his divine sense, dealing with these Qi-refining artifacts was not a difficult task for him.
"It's just too much of a waste of time."
"Personal use is fine, but buying and selling is not."
Without thinking further, Ji Yun picked up the cloth bag full of spirit sand and walked out along the main street.
The market sells a wide variety of goods; you can find anything you want there.
Even with Ji Yun's extensive experience, there were still some novelties he had never seen before.
He even saw a grand three-story loft that specialized in selling all kinds of soil, and the business was quite good.
There's also gambling on jade.
A group of people enthusiastically surrounded the stall, cutting open the boulder on the spot, betting on whether it contained relics from the ancient continent.
Ji Yun also became curious.
So, as he passed by, he quietly extended his divine sense to take a look.
There were indeed things inside, but they were all put there by people and weren't worth much money at all.
"If there were really good things, why would it be the cultivators in the lower layers of the night sea who would have to take action? The upper cultivators would have wiped them all out long ago."
Ji Yun shook his head and walked away.
Having acquired spirit sand, one should naturally spend it lavishly.
He spent ten catties of spirit sand to buy eight catties of spirit rice, three catties of spirit beast meat, and a few catties of vegetables from several stalls.
The method of making talismans is too expensive.
I can't afford it yet.
Carrying my things, I walked out of the market, and the scenery along the way came into view.
Unlike looking down from mid-air, only by walking on the streets can one see the true situation of the lower-level cultivators.
Once you leave the main street area, you'll find yourself in narrow, dark alleyways.
The houses are arranged in a compact manner, with several households sharing a cramped courtyard. Clutter is piled up, and clothes are hung out to dry on ropes.
It has a strong sense of everyday life.
It also had a strong fishy smell.
Most of the residents are ordinary people who make a living by serving the monks on the island.
There were also impoverished cultivators who rented rooms in secluded courtyards and did odd jobs for shops.
Occasionally, you might see a few children chasing and playing in these dark and gloomy streets, carefree and without a worry in the world.
Innocence and childlike fun.
It looks quite pleasing.
He hadn't seen such a sight in ages. In his past life, what child could have appeared before him with a smile...
……
Walk to the edge of the main island.
Ji Yun made a hand seal, controlled his sword, and flew into the night sea, moving slowly forward.
Surrounding the main island are three hundred floating islands, each with its own courtyard. Most of these are privately owned islands that individual cultivators have incorporated into the market.
"This place is quite nice."
"The spiritual energy is abundant, and the public security is quite good; it's a livable place."
Ji Yun observed carefully.
A cultivator who can occupy an entire sky island is naturally in good condition; islands for cultivators at the second level of Qi Refining are larger, while those for cultivators at the first level of Qi Refining are smaller.
At a glance.
Each sky island was brightly lit, with neat houses, vast fields of spiritual plants, and many spiritual beasts kept in captivity.
These cultivators clearly lived a much more comfortable life than those who rented houses on the main island.
Similar to ordinary landlords.
Those monks who have the means can hire tenant farmers and maids on the island to cultivate the land and take care of their daily needs.
Cultivators only need to cultivate.
No need to worry about other things.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait." Ji Yun stopped a male cultivator at the first level of Qi Refining in front of a sky island.
This person was simply dressed, with a pale face and a tired expression. A quick scan with my spiritual sense revealed that his cultivation was also shallow, making him easy to bully.
"What is it?" The male cultivator stopped.
"How much spirit sand do we need to pay to incorporate the Sky Island into the market?" Ji Yun asked politely, cupping his hands in greeting.
"Outside the market, there are twenty catties of spirit sand per month, while in the center of the market, there are thirty to fifty catties."
"Whose market is this?" Ji Yun asked again.
"The Zhao family on the third floor is a collateral branch. The main family is on the fifth floor of the Night Sea and has connections with the righteous sect Qingxuan Sect. You can rest assured."
After finishing his sentence, the male cultivator hurriedly left.
Ji Yun nodded to himself, then flew away from the market on his sword and returned to his own sky island.
……
Ten days later.
Ji Yun piloted the sky island, slowly rising and merging into Zhao Family Market.
He was at the first level of Qi Refining cultivation. The sky island wasn't very large, so he chose to live on the outskirts of the market to avoid attracting attention.
"Did you see that?"
The market manager took the twenty catties of spirit sand from Ji Yun, pointed diagonally upwards, and said with a somewhat arrogant expression:
"My Zhao family lives up there, about 300 li away. If something happens in the market, we can come down immediately."
"Li Yun, right?"
"Once you've paid the rent, you can live here without worry. The market area will ensure your safety, but once you leave the market area, it's no longer our responsibility, understand?"
"it is good."
Ji Yun nodded in response.
The young steward in front of him was a member of the Zhao family, and his words were full of pride in the Zhao family.
It's truly heartbreaking.
The Ji family was also on the third floor of the Night Sea, but they were wiped out overnight by the Li family on the fourth floor, with only a few people escaping.
And it was precisely because of this matter.
He chose the pseudonym Li Yun.
After all, they were burdened with the crime of wiping out their entire clan, so even if the Li family couldn't track them down, they couldn't let their guard down.
"Take care." Ji Yun saw the man off and turned to walk towards the main house.
He has neighbors on both sides.
The island on the left is a little over ten feet long and wide, with four and a half tiled houses, all lit up, where a family of seven or eight lives.
The island owner was an old man at the first level of Qi Refining. Just now, he was carrying a lantern and watering the rice in the fields with his grandson.
The rice is growing poorly.
Because the soil quality is not very good.
The island on the right is larger, but the interior is pitch black, and the ground is completely empty, with no soil at all.
"In comparison, the floating island I found is actually quite nice."
Ji Yun compared them in her mind.
His island looked unremarkable, and the roof of the east wing was collapsed.
However, the furnishings inside, including the tables, chairs, bed, and incense burner, were all made of good materials, befitting the three-story Ye Hai.
The soil in the fields is also quite good.
The bamboo grove in the corner is still spirit bamboo; it turns emerald green and emits a refreshing fragrance as soon as it comes into contact with spiritual energy.
"Let's draw some talismans."
"Plant a few spiritual plants, just to show your appreciation, but don't worry too much about it."
He took out his storage bag.
The damaged and miscellaneous items in the storage bag had all been sold off, leaving only some items of higher quality and in good condition.
Two days ago, he changed his appearance and quietly sold a longsword in exchange for 100 catties of spirit sand.
He currently has a total of 130 catties of spirit sand, enough to buy the talisman-making method and a set of talisman-making tools.