Chapter 55

In the city of Jialan, there is a trading market called Black Street. This place is bustling with people, lively and bustling.

In Black Street, all kinds of things that cannot be seen in the outside world are sold.

Many people like to come to Black Street to find some treasures.

Lin Feng came to Black Street.

He planned to sell a demon blood pearl.

Initially, Lin Feng had hunted a blood-sucking demon bat.

This blood-sucking bat is a very rare existence among demons, especially a blood-sucking demon bat that has cultivated to the Martial Artist realm, which is even rarer.

This level of blood-sucking demon bat can form a blood pearl in its body.

This blood pearl contains the essence of the blood-sucking demon bat's blood.

The blood-sucking demon bat, a monster, specifically feeds on blood and can automatically condense essence substances.

The essence substances contained in this blood pearl are unimaginable.

If Lin Feng were to directly refine this blood pearl, he might even attempt to break through to the Martial Artist realm.

However, the blood pearl of the blood-sucking demon bat contains highly toxic substances from its body, so cultivators cannot directly refine it.

Only alchemists, using special methods, can neutralize the toxins.

The demon pearl of the blood-sucking demon bat is a necessary ingredient for refining many high-level elixirs.

Lin Feng planned to sell this blood pearl in the black market.

He visited several shops and inquired, and the prices they offered were all around one million.

The shops in the black market buy at low prices and sell at high prices, so Lin Feng did not plan to sell the blood pearl to these shops.

He came to the northeast corner of the black market.

This is a place within the black market where people can set up stalls freely. Cultivators can set up stalls here to sell items they want to sell.

"Little brother, take a look at my Qi-replenishing pills. These pills are refined from seventy-two kinds of medicinal herbs, and each one only costs one thousand silver taels."

"Little brother, I have some newly unearthed treasures here, left behind by a Yin-Yang realm cultivator. There might be immortal treasures. Come and pick a few for protection."

Many people tried to sell their items to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng ignored them and walked to a corner. There, a young man was sitting cross-legged. He looked to be around seventeen or eighteen years old, was thin, had his eyes closed, and his face was flushed, as if he had been injured.

In front of him was a black root, and it was unclear what it was.

Lin Feng sat down next to the young man.

He took out the blood pearl and placed it in front of him.

"Is this a black wood root?" A middle-aged cultivator came to the young man's stall and asked.

The young man opened his eyes and said, "This is a black spirit root."

"What? A black spirit root? Little brother, you're not fooling me, are you? As far as I know, the black spirit root is the root of the black spirit tree, which is guarded by powerful beasts. How could you obtain a black spirit root?" The middle-aged man asked skeptically.

"If you don't believe me, you can leave." The young man said coldly.

"Black spirit root? Is it really a black spirit root?"

Surrounding cultivators gathered around, examining the thumb-sized root.

An old man observed it and said, "It is indeed a black spirit root, the root of the black spirit tree that can bear the Xuanming Black Flame Fruit."

"Xuanming Black Flame Fruit?" Lin Feng's heart stirred.

The *Classic of Mountains and Seas* records that the Xuanming Black Flame Fruit is one of the heavenly fruits.

This heavenly fruit is said to contain a mysterious and powerful energy. After a cultivator consumes it, they can break through their cultivation with the help of the Xuanming Black Flame Fruit. However, the root of the black spirit tree is not particularly useful, but it does have some medicinal value. Given its rarity, it should also fetch a good price.

"Little brother, how much do you plan to sell this black spirit root for?" A cultivator asked.

"Five million silver taels." The young man said.

"Ha ha, the black spirit root is not the Xuanming Black Flame Fruit. How can you sell it for five million silver taels? Even if this black spirit root is rare, it's worth at most two hundred thousand silver taels. I'll give you three hundred thousand silver taels, and you sell it to me, how about that?" An old man said.

"I'll only sell it to someone who recognizes its value. I won't sell it for less than five million silver taels." The young man said, then closed his eyes.

"Hmph, how ridiculous. Asking for five million silver taels, you won't sell it even in a lifetime."

"It's just a root, and you dare to ask for five million silver taels. You must be crazy for money."

The surrounding people gradually dispersed.

Lin Feng was also puzzled, not understanding why the young man insisted on selling it for five million silver taels. It was clearly not worth it! However, Lin Feng suspected that he was injured and might need to buy some miraculous healing medicine. If that were the case, it could explain why he insisted on selling it for five million silver taels. But the phrase "only sell it to someone who recognizes its value" made Lin Feng smile faintly; it was probably just an excuse from the young cultivator.

At this moment, a group of about ten people approached, led by a young noble. They stopped in front of Lin Feng's small stall.

"Hey, is this a blood pearl?" The young noble looked at the demon blood pearl Lin Feng had placed on the stall, surprised.

"What? A blood pearl? A blood pearl from a blood-sucking demon bat? This thing is not common. I've only heard of it, never seen it."

Many people were surprised and gathered around Lin Feng, blocking the way.

Lin Feng nodded and said, "Yes, this is indeed a blood pearl, formed by a blood-sucking demon bat at the Martial Artist realm."

"A blood pearl formed by a blood-sucking demon bat at the Martial Artist realm?" The young noble's eyes lit up.

He said, "A year ago, I saw a blood pearl in the alchemy room of an elder in my clan, but it was not as good as yours. That was a blood pearl formed by a blood-sucking demon bat at the Ninth Level of the Martial Practitioner realm. I'll take this blood pearl. Someone, give him the money."

"Yes, young master."

Immediately, a guard came forward, took out a stack of silver bills, and handed them to Lin Feng.

Each silver bill was worth one hundred thousand silver taels, a total of ten, which amounted to one million silver taels.

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "A blood pearl from a Martial Practitioner realm demon, even if you buy it outside, would cost five million silver taels, and it's hard to find. A blood pearl from a Martial Artist realm demon, I heard, was sold at an auction house years ago for twelve million silver taels. I don't want to go to the auction house, as it's too troublesome, so I brought it here to sell. If you recognize its value and really want it, take it for ten million silver taels. Your one million silver taels won't buy this blood pearl."

The young noble smiled and said, "This is Black Street, not an auction house. The price of this demon pearl is determined by me, not by you."

"My item, the price is determined by you? Are you joking?" Lin Feng said calmly.

"Of course not, I'm very serious. I'll take this blood pearl for one million silver taels. Now, take the money and leave." The young noble said in a tone that brooked no argument.

"Truly ridiculous. Without ten million silver taels, you won't get it." Lin Feng said coldly.

The young noble's face immediately showed a cold smile, "Boy, don't take my face and not give me face."

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