e-booksonline Chapter 15 Market
Chapter 15 Market
When they arrived at the prison, the cell that had once held Li Mubai was now just a hole in the ground, and Li Mubai had long since disappeared.
Qiao Shusheng's eyelids twitched, his brows furrowed, and he looked somewhat incredulous.
"Even though they were under a protective barrier and imprisoned in this cell, they still managed to break through and escape?" He was filled with shock and anger. The people imprisoned here were all captured from that strange cave.
Everyone has a somewhat strange talent, or perhaps the world itself is very strange.
Even letting one of these people escape would be a huge problem.
Not to mention that everyone here is under extremely strong restrictions, unable to use their magic power or sense the existence of spiritual energy in the world.
The prison itself has a powerful array that suppresses it. Even he, who has reached the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, would find it difficult to break free. If he were imprisoned here, he would have no way to escape.
So here's the question: how did the guy imprisoned here escape?
"Quickly, check who's being held here!" Qiao Shusheng exclaimed in shock and anger.
soon.
When Li Mubai's information was transmitted to his identity token, Qiao Shusheng was even more confused when he saw that Li Mubai had not awakened his spiritual root and was still just a mortal.
No, how could a mortal break through his restrictions and prison formation to escape!
"Bang!"
Enraged, Qiao Shusheng threw a punch and immediately reported the matter to higher authorities, requesting an arrest warrant for Li Mubai: "Escape? I'll let you escape! Daring to challenge the majesty of our Primordial Immortal Sect, I'll let you experience what despair truly means!"
Once the wanted notice is issued, the entire area within a radius of 100,000 li of the Primordial Immortal Sect will become a dead end for that guy.
As soon as the other party appears, whether they are disciples of the Primordial Immortal Sect or forces under its command, they will take action to capture them.
After applying for an arrest warrant, Qiao Shusheng led a dozen fellow disciples in an attempt to track down the trail left behind by Li Mubai.
Unfortunately, after escaping from the Cloud Mountain Immortal Sect, these disciples from a great immortal sect, who possessed superior tracking techniques, could no longer find any trace of Li Mubai.
Qiao Shusheng felt his face was swollen from being slapped, his eyelids twitching. Enraged and humiliated, he glared at the dense forest outside the Yunshan Immortal Sect and roared, "You can't escape the Five Finger Mountain of the Primordial Immortal Sect!"
The sound echoed for miles around, startling countless birds and beasts.
......
Thousands of miles away.
In a market town inhabited by scattered cultivators.
After disguising himself, Chen Liu entered the area. Looking at a wanted poster on the bulletin board in the market, he was somewhat surprised. With a strange expression, he muttered to himself, "A wanted poster from the Primordial Immortal Sect. They even offered a spot to join the Primordial Immortal Sect as a reward. They're really quick."
This wanted notice attracted the attention of many independent cultivators in the market. A large crowd gathered around the bulletin board, discussing who Li Mubai on the wanted poster really was.
Some people were also eager to try, dreaming that if they could capture Li Mubai and recruit him into the Primordial Immortal Sect, they would definitely be able to soar to the top.
Listening to the discussions around him, Chen Liu remained calm, as if the person they were talking about arresting was not him.
It really wasn't me.
Issuing a warrant for Li Mubai has nothing to do with Chenliu.
He turned and left, beginning to stroll through the market town for independent cultivators.
Yesterday, after escaping from the Cloud Mountain Immortal Sect, he inquired along the way and learned that there was a market town for rogue cultivators here - Fulai Market Town. He heard that it was established by another Core Formation power, Ziyang Pavilion, and that it was already part of the territory of another power, Ziyang Pavilion. That's why he stopped and came here.
The market town was built on a scenic mountain, protected by an array. It covered a large area and was home to many people, including cultivators and ordinary people.
However, most mortals are either servants or members of the immortal cultivator bloodline, and are at the bottom of the market.
Observing the environment of this market town and witnessing the true face of this cultivation world, Chen Liu felt that apart from the fact that the path of immortality cultivation truly surpassed the martial arts of the past, everything else was pretty much the same.
"Purifying talisman, soundproofing talisman, exorcising talisman, fellow Daoist, do you need any talismans? These are all top-quality talismans I just drew; their effects are absolutely guaranteed."
"Beast blood, animal hides, and animal bones are all materials from mid-grade first-tier demonic beasts that we hunted just yesterday. They are excellent materials for drawing talismans, refining pills, and forging weapons. Fellow Daoist, come and take a look."
"The supreme immortal techniques that have emerged from the ruins of an ancient immortal sect, as well as rare relics and an ancient jade box that has never been opened. Fellow Daoist, come and take a look. Perhaps there is an unparalleled opportunity hidden inside that will allow you to soar to the heavens."
Besides a few rows of shops, the market for independent cultivators consists mostly of individual stalls set up by independent cultivators.
The stall was filled with a wide variety of items, many of which were things Chen Liu was seeing for the first time, dazzling him and broadening his horizons.
'Talismans, pills, magical artifacts, formations, puppets... even beast taming is for sale, it's really rare.' Chen Liu spent half a day wandering around, gaining a much better understanding of this real cultivation world outside.
Most resources can only be purchased with spirit stones.
He didn't have a single spirit stone in his hand.
I thought about it.
A moment later, Chen Liu had a package in his hand. He looked furtive and exuded the aura of a first-level Qi Refining Realm cultivator. He walked out of the exit of Fulai Market and then quickly fled into the distance.
Not long after he left, several Qi Refining Realm cultivators appeared behind him. Looking in the direction Chen Liu had fled, they exchanged glances and a few sinister smiles appeared on their faces.
Without the slightest hesitation, the group unleashed their magical power and chased after them at top speed.
The magical power emanating from these individuals was at least at the second or third level of the Qi Refining Realm, with the leader being at the fourth level.
"Judging from that guy's sneaky behavior, and he's only at the first level of Qi Refining Realm, he's definitely a fat sheep. We mustn't let him get away."
"Hurry up and catch up."
Just as they chased after them for several miles out of the market and into another dense forest, Chen Liu's figure suddenly appeared ahead, calmly looking at the guys who had come after them.
The cultivators were startled by the sight, their hearts skipped a beat, and they quickly looked around warily.
After waiting for a while without any movement, the leading cultivator at the fourth level of the Qi Refining Realm glared angrily at Chen Liu and shouted, "Are you playing me?"
"Hand over everything you have, or I'll kill you."
Whoosh!
Chen Liu's figure disappeared from their sight the moment he finished speaking, his speed far exceeding the expectations of the tribulation cultivators.
Seeing Chen Liu disappear, the group was all a little dumbfounded.
Before they could react, a deadly threat was already looming over them.
Several cultivators felt their scalps tingle and their expressions changed drastically. Their magical power surged as they cast spells to protect themselves.
But the next moment, a terrifying sword light slashed across their necks.
The magical shield protecting them was as fragile as tofu, easily cut through.
"you......"
Several cultivators turned around in terror, only to have their heads fall to the ground from their necks. Their consciousness gradually blurred, and in the final moments of their lives, they vaguely saw a figure gradually approaching and touching their bodies.
He then died, his breath completely gone.