After inquiring all the way, more than ten minutes later, Song Baiyu passed by more than a dozen flat factory buildings and finally arrived at his destination.

  The exterior of this factory building is not much different from other factory buildings, about 700 or 800 square meters in size. The entire factory building is made up of aluminum alloy and organic glass, with a height of over ten meters.

  After entering the factory gate, Song Baiyu found that the vast factory was separated by organic glass and divided into many areas. Song Baiyu entered the hall and found that many people had gathered inside, either whispering to each other or pointing at the factory's floor plan.

  These people are mostly dressed in ordinary attire, with both men and women present, speaking in different accents. However, upon closer observation, it becomes apparent that they are distinct from one another. Each of them is accompanied by a bodyguard or carries a briefcase, exuding an air of confidence and authority that far surpasses that of the average urban white-collar worker.

  As soon as they saw Song Bo Yu enter, they eyed him warily for a moment before turning back to continue their conversation.

  Song Baiyu patted the five hundred thousand yuan in cash in his pocket, and looked at the leather suitcase in other people's hands, finally understanding the gaze of the waitress before entering, it turned out that he didn't use a suitcase to carry money.

  He glanced at the time, still ten minutes before the transaction activity began. Song Boyu had a mind to chat with the people around him, to understand some market conditions of the black market. However, as soon as he showed interest in chatting, they walked away, and even guarded against him with a vigilant face, making him feel embarrassed. After several times of hitting a wall, Song Boyu could only give up and quietly stood there waiting alone.

  Around six o'clock, the crowd suddenly stirred and looked in one direction, only to see three people walking towards them from the entrance.

  First was a thirty-something chubby man with a smile all over his face, but the two security guards following behind him were as expressionless as ice blocks, their eyes scanning the crowd like electricity.

  "Everyone, all the goods have arrived, different regions have different goods, everyone follow me, old rules I won't repeat again." The fat man's eyes scanned the crowd for a moment, when he saw Song Baiyu, his eyes lingered for a moment, then led the way forward.

  The crowd that was chatting with each other just now immediately stopped talking and followed silently, as if they were very familiar with this scene.

  What excited Song Baiyu was that the leader of the group, a chubby man, led everyone into the first area, and Song Baiyu immediately felt the abundant spiritual energy fluctuations inside the house.

  The house looked very simple, but it was filled with all kinds of flowers and grasses. Song Baiyu quietly circulated his inner breath and felt a rich heavenly spirit, which also included a familiar scent that he knew well.

  That is to say, there must be herbs in this factory, and the herbs cultivated by Song Baiyu through the Lingling Array are also in this factory.

  "Most of the things here are rare medicinal herbs, wild potted plants, and various seeds. The old rules apply, the base price is 5,000, and those who are interested can bid freely!" Fatso announced with a smile after everyone had entered the factory building.

  After everyone went to check the goods, that fat man quickly walked up to Song Baiyu and said enthusiastically: "Brother Song, hello, this is my business card. My name is Liu Zhiquan, I'm in charge of this event. Sister Li asked me to take care of you. If you need anything, just let me know."

  Liu Zhiquan finished speaking and gave a signal to the two security guards behind him. One of them immediately took two steps forward, and Liu Zhiquan took the suitcase from the guard's hand and handed it to Song Baiyu: "Sister Li said you came in a hurry and may not have prepared enough. Since you currently hold Sister Li's black card, we've prepared 2 million cash for you. Feel free to use it, and after your goods are sold out, we'll settle the account, with any excess or deficiency made up."

  Song Baiyu's face showed a look of surprise, this time he came in a hurry and didn't make sufficient preparations, so he could only take out a few stalks of the most precious medicinal herbs from the Spirit Gathering Array, hoping to sell them at a good price. However, he didn't dare guarantee that everyone here was connoisseurs who would appreciate his herbs' true value, but with Liu Zhiquan's prepared 2 million cash, he wouldn't be in such a predicament again.

  "It's still my first time in the trading market, I'm afraid I've made Liu Ge laugh." Song Baiyu took over the box from his opponent without hesitation, and then asked: "Excuse me, will there be medicinal materials and seeds for sale at this trading event?"

  "This factory has a total of thirteen trading areas, each area has its own specific varieties. The medicinal materials and seeds you mentioned are mostly in this area, but other areas may also have them." Liu Zhiquan briefly explained to Song Baiyu and continued to lead the way at the front of the crowd.

  Others saw the transaction market manager proactively chatting with Song Baiyu, and they all looked at Song Baiyu in surprise, lowering their guard against him a lot. Some people even actively approached Song Baiyu, wanting to get close to him. Unfortunately, Song Baiyu no longer had the intention of getting close to them now.

  Originally, Song Baiyu didn't plan to accept the suitcase Liu Zhiquan gave him, but he remembered that black market transactions weren't available every day and he didn't have time to keep running back to Shacheng. His cultivation had also reached a bottleneck and urgently needed a breakthrough. So Song Baiyu didn't hesitate, and very efficiently accepted it. He would temporarily borrow some money from the trading house, and when he left the trading house, he would return it. Besides, whether he could use this money or not was another matter altogether.

  "Wild water dragon bone, now 50,000, is there anyone who can offer a higher price?" Suddenly, a voice caught Song Baiyu's attention, and he looked in the direction of the sound to find that the herb being auctioned was the very one he had entrusted to be traded.

  "Actually, the water dragon bone can sell for 50,000, and there really are people who know its value?" Song Baiyu walked to his own medicinal herbs in surprise. After being optimized by the Lingqi Array, the water dragon bone not only became more luxuriant than before, but also contained dozens of times more spiritual energy from heaven and earth. However, Song Baiyu's psychological price for it was only around 30,000, yet he didn't expect someone to offer 50,000.

  "I've lived for so many years, but I've never seen a full-grown water dragon bone before. Look at this root, this branch, and this color - it's absolutely a top-grade medicinal material!" An old man in his sixties chuckled as he held the water dragon bone, speaking to a middle-aged person beside him. The water dragon bone had just been auctioned off by this old man.

  "Great grandfather, how come I've never met such a good water dragon bone on the mountain? Could this water dragon bone be artificially cultivated?" The middle-aged man asked in doubt.

  "Go fart! Go and try to plant a water dragon bone for me, I guarantee it will be dead in three days." The old man glared at the middle-aged man and cursed crudely.

  Song Baiyu's eyelid twitched at the words, that old man looked like he was only in his sixties, but was being called "Grandpa" by a middle-aged man in his forties, this was also too strange, they two were almost father and son.

  Song Baiyu had just released his inner breath and hadn't yet gauged the depth of the other person when he felt a massive pressure bearing down on him. Song Baiyu's breathing caught, his footsteps stumbled, and his face turned red like Guan Gong's.

  Just as Song Baiyu thought his life was going to end here, that oppressive force suddenly vanished into thin air.

  The middle-aged man glared at Song Baiyu fiercely, just about to scold him, but was stopped by the old man beside him.

  "Is Xiao You from that sect? Doesn't he know that recklessly probing others' cultivation is a major taboo in the Cultivation Realm?" The old man's hair and beard were all white, and after sizing up Song Baiyu from head to toe, he asked with a smile.

  An old man's voice as thin as a mosquito's hum sounded in his ear, and Song Baiyu was greatly shocked. This was at least a foundation-building boundary that could be displayed by the Taoist technique of transmitting sound into the ear.

  "Please forgive me, senior. I was just momentarily agitated and didn't mean to offend you intentionally." The Cultivation Realm is a place that values strength, and since his current cultivation level is lower than others, Song Baiyu doesn't think there's anything wrong with showing deference to others.

  The old man saw Song Baiyu look around and change the subject, furrowed his brow, but after staring at Song Baiyu for a while, he found that Song Baiyu was not afraid, just looking at him with a calm gaze. He nodded slowly, "It's okay, just don't be so reckless in the future, or you might bring disaster upon yourself."

  "The junior respectfully follows the guidance of his seniors." Song Baiyu nodded humbly, knowing that he had been too rash earlier. He would never have made such a low-level mistake in the past, and he was naturally grateful for the elder's guidance.

  "Go." The old man saw Song Baiyu's innocent look, he waved his hand and continued to examine the medicine on the stall, but lost interest in communicating with Song Baiyu.

  Song Baiyu took advantage of the great amnesty and ran away in a puff of smoke under the gaze of middle-aged people, hiding far away from these two grandfather and grandson, secretly calling out "bad luck" because he lost his life due to temporary excitement, it seems that in the future, he must be cautious, cautious and even more cautious.