Chapter 50

A citizen of Yining, yet he became the Marquis of Jiangzhou in the Great Sui.

After five years in the Great Sui, Qin Sang did not feel much more familiar with it, and he was filled with emotion.

Returning to his residence, Qin Sang entered the study.

He was alone, and apart from items like the black wood sword, he had no luggage to carry.

After breaking through to the fifth level of the *Yinming Scripture*, the consumption of soul pills increased even faster, and he would use up one after a few days of intense cultivation. Without the aid of soul pills, the speed of cultivation improvement was simply disheartening.

Fortunately, he had anticipated this and had stored some soul pills before the war ended. Moreover, Yanwang had already recovered to his peak strength, and if fully exploited, it could sustain him for a long time.

As for gold and silver, Qin Sang did not carry much. A dignified cultivator would not be troubled by money and could always beg for alms.

However, he could not just leave; there were still some mundane matters to arrange. Qin Sang had his guards wait at Wu Chuanzong's residence, asking him to come after the court session.

After packing, including his clothes, he only had a small bundle.

If he knew the object manipulation technique, he could use a storage bag, Qin Sang thought to himself.

According to the young man surnamed Han, the cultivation market was like a marketplace for cultivators, where they could trade, buy, or exchange items they needed.

A large cultivation market would have disciples from famous sects, demon path cultivators, and independent cultivators. In the range where the demon path was active, it was easy to encounter demon path cultivators, which was why Qin Sang was encouraged to try his luck.

However, what Qin Sang most urgently needed was not to join a sect but to understand the world of cultivators.

Object manipulation technique, storage bag, magical artifacts, Qi Condensation stage, Foundation Establishment stage, Yin Sha energy...

These things that were common knowledge to cultivators, he knew nothing about. Only by understanding the basics could he know where his future path lay.

This key to the cultivation market would also open the door to the world of cultivators for him, which was why Qin Sang did not argue with the young man surnamed Han.

Even if no sect accepted him, he could become an independent cultivator. From what the young man surnamed Han said, there were many independent cultivators among cultivators.

Once he reached the cultivation market, he would first obtain the object manipulation technique, get the items in the seven-colored brocade bag, and then ask how to find Yin Sha energy without hindering his cultivation.

He also needed to figure out the secrets of his body, such as the black wood sword, the jade Buddha, the sheepskin, and why he could cultivate without a spiritual root.

And then there was the *Yinming Scripture*.

After breaking through to the fifth level, Qin Sang had a vague feeling that the *Yinming Scripture* should have more than six levels, and this cultivation technique might be incomplete.

Later, the information about the Qi Condensation stage from Zhen Ming further confirmed his thoughts.

He wondered if he could buy a complete *Yinming Scripture* at the market.

How expensive were cultivation techniques?

What did cultivators use to trade?

Qin Sang felt a headache just thinking about it. As a poor man, he might have to sell magical artifacts or that unknown talisman to exchange for cultivation techniques, as the *Yinming Scripture* was his foundation.

Thinking about this, Qin Sang took out the jade disk. It was called a jade disk, but it actually had a hole in the middle, like a jade ring.

The jade disk was only the size of a palm, very thin, and completely transparent without any impurities or patterns, which made one worry if it would be very fragile and break at the slightest touch.

Qin Sang hesitated for a moment, then tentatively probed his consciousness and mana into the jade disk. The jade disk then glowed, revealing the words "Youshan Market," but nothing else happened.

It seemed he really had to go to the Biyun Kingdom.

Qin Sang carefully put the jade disk away and soon heard footsteps in the courtyard, knowing that Wu Chuanzong had arrived.

"This is the address of my hometown, Wangjia Village in Ningguo. Apart from you, I have never told anyone else," Qin Sang handed the map he had drawn to Wu Chuanzong. "If everything goes well, my family should still be there, including my parents and two elder brothers... I am determined to seek immortality and cannot take care of the mundane world. I entrust these relatives to you. Just tell them I am dead."

After the body swap, Qin Sang had been avoiding the family ties of this body and had not returned home for five years.

Wu Chuanzong solemnly put the map away and said with tears in his eyes, "Sir, please rest assured. Without you, there would be no Chuanzong today. I will definitely treat them as my own family..."

Qin Sang waved his hand, "There's no need for that. For my parents and siblings, just ensure they have enough food and clothing. If any of the younger generation shows promise, you can help them appropriately. After that, leave it to their fate."

Wu Chuanzong was intelligent and had achieved remarkable military success, rising to a high position at a young age, with a bright future ahead.

Even a wealthy family could not maintain wealth for more than three generations. This arrangement was also a way to give an account to Qin Sanwa.

Apart from this, there were some trivial matters. Qin Sang's departure left his subordinates without a patron, but fortunately, the Grand Princess and others could take care of them.

The two discussed in secret for a while when suddenly, there were hurried footsteps outside. A guard whispered, "Marquis, the Grand Princess has come for a secret visit."

Qin Sang frowned, wondering why the Grand Princess had come at night. He had planned to bid farewell the next day.

"You can go back first," Qin Sang got up to see Wu Chuanzong off and personally went out to welcome the Grand Princess. He saw her come with a light entourage, only bringing Bai Jianglan and two guards, riding a horse.

"Come in."

The Grand Princess raised her whip and led the way into the residence, as if she were in her own home, heading straight for Qin Sang's study.

Qin Sang could only nod to Bai Jianglan and silently follow her in. He saw the Grand Princess standing still, her hands behind her back, her tall and slender figure standing there motionless.

"Marquis of Jiangzhou!"

The Grand Princess suddenly spoke, her voice cold.

Qin Sang replied, "Your subject is here."

The Grand Princess suddenly turned around, her eyes shining in the candlelight, and stared at Qin Sang, demanding, "Have I ever been unfair to you?"

Qin Sang was helpless, "What do you mean, Grand Princess..."

"Then why are you determined to leave?"

The Grand Princess took a step forward, her gaze intense, not allowing Qin Sang to speak, "What's so good about cultivation? Look at how many seekers of immortality live lonely lives, die in the mountains, and become food for tigers and leopards, ultimately ending up with no family and no achievements. Look at this!"

The Grand Princess raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the Jade Palace, her speech becoming faster, "There, in the Jade Palace, there is supreme power, countless beauties, elixirs, and fine clothes and food, a world of luxury and debauchery... Whatever you want, you can easily get! Why are you so stubborn?"

Qin Sang was silent and said, "Please follow me, Grand Princess."

Leaving the study, Qin Sang whispered an apology, then grabbed the Grand Princess's hand, leaped onto the roof, and looked in the direction of the Jade Palace, which was indeed luxurious and beautiful.

The Grand Princess tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with confusion, not knowing what Qin Sang was up to.