Chapter 78: Trading Market

  The space where the Three Extremes Gate is located was opened up by a peerless strongman of the Three Extremes Gate from ten thousand years ago, and its occupied area is not smaller than a medium-sized city in the outside world.

  Everyone living in this secret realm is related to the Three Extremes Gate, and some outer disciples of the Three Extremes Gate are even willing to be servants to earn spirit stones.

  Xiao Fan strolled along the street, astonished to find that it was not much different from the streets of the outside world. There were also small stalls calling out for business, bustling with activity; only the things being sold here were different from those in the outside world. The streets of the outside world mostly sold small commodities, but the stalls here were selling things related to cultivation.

  "Come one, come all! Take a look at these freshly baked runes. All low-grade runes are on sale cheaply, just ten inferior spirit stones for a dozen."

  A young man's shouting on the side of the road caught Xiao Fan's attention, and he curiously walked over. In front of the young man were stacks of yellow paper talismans, with mysterious auras flowing around them, clearly talismans beyond doubt.

  "This senior brother, please take a look. This is the talisman I made myself. Its power is extremely strong and its trigger rate is as high as 80%. It's absolutely worth it, not expensive at all. A dozen of them only cost ten low-grade spirit stones." The young man became enthusiastic when he saw Xiao Fan walking over and started introducing himself.

  "What runes are included in a set of runes?" Xiao Fang asked with interest.

  "This set of talismans includes ten pieces, namely the Fire Flame Talisman, the Cold Ice Talisman, the Wisteria Wood Talisman, the Golden Sword Talisman, and the Earth Shield Talisman. Each type has two pieces. These five elements are the most basic and practical, often playing a crucial role at critical moments. Come on, Master, take two sets!" The young man enthusiastically promoted his product, much like a street vendor, leaving Xiao Fan stunned."

  "Alright, give me a dozen." Xiao Fan smiled slightly and took out ten low-grade spirit stones. He was very curious about the art of talismans and had been wanting to study them. Now he could buy this dozen to take a look.

  "Alright."

  The young man's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the spirit stone that Xiao Fan took out, and he quickly handed over a paper charm to Xiao Fan before putting away the ten low-grade spirit stones.

  "Where did you buy the material for making talismans?" Xiao Fan asked casually after taking over a dozen talismans.

  "Oh, you're talking about blank talismans? The shop in front has them, and they're very cheap. However, I'd like to remind you that cultivating talisman scripts is extremely difficult. Unless you have a strong interest in it, brother, it's not worth wasting your time on."

  "Thank you."

  Xiao Fan smiled faintly and turned to leave.

  "Master, slow down! If you need anything in the future, come back to me and I'll give you a 20% discount on talismans."

  Xiao Fan walked far away, still able to hear the young man's extremely passionate voice. He couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. The young man's cultivation was not low, already reaching the middle stage of the Condensing Spirit Realm, seemingly a small master, yet so rustic that it left him somewhat speechless.

  "Buy Fa Bao now, high-level Fa Bao on sale at a low price, everyone come and take a look."

  "Wound medicine, top-grade golden wound medicine, detoxification dan. Various dan medicines are sold here, everyone come take a look."

  Xiao Fan walked all the way, and almost all of them were young disciples with low cultivation shouting loudly.

  Xiao Fan couldn't help but sigh, feeling a sense of empathy. These people's cultivation was not low, generally they had all reached the Condensing Spirit Realm. If they were in the outside world, among the younger generation, they would be considered top-notch experts without a doubt. However, in the Three Extremes Sect, they were reduced to setting up stalls on the streets to sell goods, it was truly unthinkable.

  It was clear that these people were also poor. Xiao Fan let out a silent sigh, he himself urgently needed spirit stones to cultivate, but had no idea how to obtain them.

  Xiao Fan didn't buy anything else because he was short of money and had very few spirit stones left.

  Xiao Fan arrived at the store that the young man said sold blank talismans, and upon entering, he saw that business was dismal, with almost no customers, only an old man dozing off behind the counter.

  "Cough...cough..."

  Xiao Fan fanned himself and pretended to cough a few times, finally startling the old man awake.

  "What do you want?" The old man was obviously still half asleep, looking at Xiao Fan with a scowl on his face, as if Xiao Fan were his arch-nemesis.

  Xiao Fan didn't mind the old man's attitude. He was there to buy things, not to see the old man's good face.

  "I want some materials for drawing talismans, do you have them in your store?" Xiao Fan asked.

  "We have three grades of materials in our store. The lowest grade requires ten pieces of low-grade spirit stones, the middle grade requires fifty pieces, and the highest grade requires one hundred pieces. Which grade do you want?" The old man said calmly.

  "How can it be so expensive?" Xiao Fan stared at the old man in shock, he had bought a dozen low-grade talismans for only ten inferior spirit stones, and now he was just buying some materials, but the cheapest set cost ten inferior spirit stones, which was really a bit of a rip-off.

  "Do you want love?" The old man rolled his eyes, looking extremely impatient.

  Xiao Fan was speechless for a moment, this old man is quite arrogant, really can't understand what makes him so reckless in treating customers, Xiao Fan really suspects that the business of this store is so bad because of the old man's attitude.

  "Give me the worst one first." After a slight hesitation, Xiao Fan still bought a set. To learn about talismans, he had to spend some money. Fortunately, he still had some low-grade spirit stones on him.

  "Give me ten pieces of low-grade spirit stones first, and then I'll give you the goods." The old man rolled his eyes and stretched out his hand, as if afraid that if he handed over the goods to Xiao Fan first, Xiao Fan would not return the spirit stones.

  "One hand gives money, one hand gives goods. Don't you understand? How do you do business?" Xiao Fan was furious. This old man obviously looked down on people, thinking that he didn't have any spiritual stones and was afraid of being cheated, wanting to get the spiritual stones first before doing anything else. He's simply a scoundrel.

  "Who knows if you have any spirit stones to pay, what if you don't have any spirit stones? Wouldn't that be a waste of effort?" The old man muttered softly, and didn't bother Xiao Fan again. He walked to the other side and took out a package from his sleeve, placing it on the counter.

  "There are a hundred blank talismans inside, along with a box of cinnabar and a brush made from the hair of a demonic wolf. The goods are yours, now hand over the spirit stone." The old man opened the package to let Xiao Fan take a look, then closed it again, holding it tightly in his arms to prevent Xiao Fan from suddenly grabbing the package and running off.

  "Here." Xiao Fan very quickly handed over the ten pieces of low-grade spirit stones to the old man, then took the package and threw it directly into the storage bag at his waist without even looking at it.

  "Huh, the old man actually misjudged him, this kid even has a storage bag, it seems he still has some spiritual stones after all. Unfortunately, I didn't extort more spiritual stones from him." Seeing that Xiao Fan had a storage bag on him, the old man was taken aback and muttered to himself with a look of regret.

  Xiao Fan, who had already walked out of the store, suddenly felt a surge of spiritual energy and heard the old man's words. He stumbled and almost fell over, thinking to himself: "This damned old man is really hateful, one day he'll fall into my hands."