Chapter 711 Southern Wind Ghost Market, Demon Fiend Intelligence

Not long after entering Nanfeng Mountain, Su Mu felt several gazes lurking in the shadows, watching him.

At that moment, he lowered his voice and raised the Ghost Market Order he had bought, “I’m here for the ghost market trade.”

“This way, guest.”

Soon, a man dressed in black appeared from behind the shadows of a tree, disguised. Su Mu, possessing the Small Wuxiang Profound Breath Technique, only needed to wear a simple carp mask picked from the street to remain unrecognized.

The man signaled Su Mu to follow, and Su Mu did not hesitate to keep up. Along the way, guests from various directions converged, merely exchanging brief glances before averting their eyes.

Upon reaching the depths of the desolate mountain, distant lights flickered like guiding beacons, as the black market was nestled within an abandoned hidden village deep in the mountains.

At the village entrance stood a group of guards, their masks slightly differing from the one who led them, weapons at their waists. After presenting their Ghost Market Orders, guests were quickly allowed through.

Seeing the bustling masked pedestrians in the village, and the stalls casually set by the roadside, hearing the calls and bargaining voices, Su Mu felt dazed for a moment.

He remembered the first time he approached the ghost market, the unease he felt at the sight of feral masks, akin to entering a land of a hundred ghosts’ parade. But now, it seemed ordinary, his heart calm and unperturbed.

With his wealth of experience, Su Mu strolled through the ghost market as relaxed as if he were visiting the city’s market. To him, visiting local ghost markets was an effective way of grasping the area’s essence swiftly.

For instance, by observing the types of goods sold, the cultivation technique preferences, one could discern: Donglai County’s ghost market sold mostly finished elixirs, whereas Sanshan County offered not only finished pills but also sold many alchemy ingredients, highlighting Sanshan County’s abundant herb production.

In terms of cultivation techniques, Donglai County, with its abundant waterways, rich in water spiritual qi, found water attribute techniques most popular in its ghost market. Meanwhile, mountainous Sanshan County favored earth attribute techniques primarily.

Su Mu’s gaze swept over each vendor; with his current status, ordinary items rarely piqued his interest.

Wandering casually, Su Mu hadn’t yet found the materials needed for refining the Profound Pattern Pill, but he wasn’t anxious; he could purchase them later in Qingzhou.

“This way, guest. Do you need anything? I’m familiar with the ghost market and can assist you, only requiring a small amount of silver coins afterward.”

At that moment, a deliberately lowered, husky voice emerged from the shadows of a corner, as a young man with a White Crane Mask volunteered himself.

The White Crane Mask-wearing man had observed the crowd for a long time, and he approached Su Mu for a reason.

“This man with the carp mask is unusual… Not a trace of Qi Blood or aura leaks from him, akin to a mundane mortal.”

Yet, those daring to venture into the ghost market alone could hardly be mundane mortals. To the White Crane Mask-man, this further highlighted Su Mu’s extraordinariness. Helping him accomplish his tasks promised significant rewards.

Upon hearing this, Su Mu’s heart was moved. After a brief deliberation, he nodded in agreement, immediately retrieving a pre-prepared prescription from his sleeve.

It contained not only the materials needed for refining the Profound Pattern Pill, such as Jiaoxue Fruits, Three Profound Blood Fruits, but also spiritual materials mentioned by Sun Family Ancestor for multischool cultivation solutions, along with several ingredients Su Mu added deliberately.

The White Crane Mask-man couldn’t help but rub his hands upon hearing this; it was certainly a lucrative trade.

But upon seeing the prescription’s materials, he paused and swallowed unconsciously, realizing the scale of this trade was enormous, sending cold sweat down his back as he pondered the identity of the man before him.

“Guest, I can find some of these materials; follow me.”

“Alright.”

Su Mu followed him with a smile, soon arriving at a secluded courtyard in the village, where various herbs and ingredients were neatly placed in sandalwood boxes, evidently of much higher quality than the temporary stalls outside.

There were several other guests in the courtyard selecting herbs.

“How much for this?”

With his wealth, Su Mu disdained haggling, directly picking up a box of Jiaoxue Fruits to inquire about the price.

“Guest indeed has an eye for good things. This fruit is scarce and of a hundred-year vintage, one box is one thousand five hundred taels.”

“One thousand taels, I’ll take them all.”

“Too low, at least one thousand three hundred taels.”

“Eleven hundred taels.”

“Fine, deal. I have three boxes in total.”

Su Mu boldly paid three thousand three hundred taels for three boxes of Jiaoxue Fruits, attracting the attention of other guests selecting herbs. The White Crane Mask-man was secretly pleased to have indeed encountered a major client today.

Having bought the Jiaoxue Fruits, Su Mu’s gaze brightened as it fell upon several wooden boxes in the corner, finding a Blood Ginseng nearly of five hundred years mixed among several hundred-year Blood Ginseng.

For any herb, the longer the vintage, the higher the price, sometimes even doubling with every additional hundred years.

A five-hundred-year Blood Ginseng, though unnecessary for the Profound Pattern Pill, was valuable enough for refining Fourth Grade, or even potentially Upper Three Grades elixirs, with its market price in Donglai County between fifteen thousand and twenty thousand taels per plant.

“How much for the Blood Ginseng?”

“These are all two-hundred-year Blood Ginseng, with better quality than those outside, one thousand taels each.”

“Alright, I’ll take them.”

Su Mu casually picked up the five-hundred-year Blood Ginseng, and chose two other plants, unaware that those observing considered it a joke. Any knowledgeable person would see those were likely hundred-year old Blood Ginseng faked by some means.