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Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh play hard to get(1/2)

The entrance to the black market is in the most remote corner of West Street. The entrance is dilapidated and surrounded by garbage.
There is only a small portal with the word "Black Market" written on it.
If you don't inquire about this place in advance, it would be really difficult for most people to find it.
On both sides of the door, stood two burly men.
Liu Wuxie was not in a hurry to go in. After waiting for about an hour, he saw hundreds of monks paying a certain amount of spiritual stones and entering the underground black market.
As the number of people entering decreased, two burly men prepared to close the door and not let anyone in tonight.
Liu Wuxie's body swayed, and he appeared in front of the black market gate like a ghost.
Seeing Liu Wuxie, the two big men's body muscles suddenly tensed up.
"Who are you!"
The big man glanced at Liu Wuxie with his cold gaze.
Most of the monks who come here are known to the big man guarding the gate, and there are very few strangers who come to the black market.
A fixed crowd has formed, so strangers are more cautious when coming.
“Visit the black market!”
Liu Wuxie knew the rules here and took out a thousand spirit stones, which were still in the hands of the big man.
After weighing the spiritual stones in their hands, the two big men looked at each other with a smile on their lips.
"Do you know the rules of the black market?"
He did not give Liu Wuxie a pass, but asked him.
The black market has black market rules, which are completely different from the shops outside.
Liu Wuxie shook his head. He really didn't know the rules of the black market. This was his first time here.
"There are three rules in the black market. First, no fighting is allowed. If there are grievances, go out and resolve them. Anyone who dares to cause trouble here will be thrown out directly. From now on, he will not be allowed to set foot in the black market."
The voice of the big man on the right sounded particularly harsh in the dark night sky.
“Second, once black market items are sold, they cannot be returned or exchanged.”
Yesterday the big man said the second point.
When buying things on the black market, you rely on your eyesight. If you buy fake goods, you can only consider yourself unlucky. Unlike outside shops, the probability of buying fake goods is very low.
"Third, all transactions in the black market must hand over 30% of profits, regardless of the buyer or seller."
Of the three rules, except for the first to protect one's personal safety, the other two are entirely for the black market.
Especially the third one. For example, if Liu Wuxie spends 10,000 spirit stones to buy a spiritual elixir, the seller needs to pay 3,000 spirit stones to the black market. Liu Wuxie also has to pay 3,000 spirit stones, and both parties have to collect it.
Despite such unfair rules, a large number of warriors still come to the black market every day.
Because there are many things in the black market that are never seen on the market, only the black market can trade them.
The elixirs secretly refined by the elders of Tianbao Sect are not visible to the public. If they are sold openly and discovered by Tianbao Sect, their reputation will definitely be affected.
These alchemists value reputation more than anything else, so naturally they don't want anything to happen that would disgrace their status.
The best way is to let Xiao Dao sell these elixirs through black market channels.
Kill two birds with one stone!
Although the resources earned are much less, they are very safe.
"Can I go in?"
Liu Wuxie's tone was cold, and he looked indifferent from beginning to end, hiding his realm to about the fifth level of celestial phenomena, which was not too high.
"go in!"
The big man on the right opened the door and let Liu Wuxie in.
Stepping into the door, a smell of decay hits your face.
Behind the gate is a long staircase that extends deep underground.
There were probably thousands of stairs. Liu Wuxie walked for a long time before finally entering the underground world.
Facing the front is a huge hall with dim lights, like an underground black market established after being hollowed out in the heart of an underground mountain.
Because the lighting is dim, people three meters away can only see a rough outline.
Liu Wuxie glanced around. Most of the monks who came here chose to wear bamboo hats to prevent others from knowing their true identity.
After all, coming to the black market is not a glorious thing.
Looking around, he saw that the underground black market was larger than he thought, with two streets open and many people setting up stalls on both sides of the street.
Most of them are old customers of the black market, taking shady things and going to the black market to sell them.
Using the Ghost Eye Technique, he could see everything on the two stalls on the left, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"They're all fake!"
If the black market doesn't sell real things, it depends on luck.
The number of people who came was more than Liu Wuxie expected, and they were all crowded together. Liu Wuxie walked through the crowd and walked deeper.
The purpose of coming here this time is, firstly, to investigate the operation of the Knife Club in the black market, and secondly, to visit the black market and increase my knowledge.
"Sir, I have a good elixir here at a cheap price."
Suddenly, a wretched middle-aged man ran up to Liu Wuxie, pulled him aside, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and traded with Liu Wuxie in private.
After saying that, the man poured out a purple elixir from the porcelain bottle, which exuded a faint fragrance.
The quality of the elixir is quite good. If you meet other people, you will definitely be attracted by it at a glance.
Liu Wuxie himself is a master of alchemy, possessing the incredible Ghost Eye Technique. He can tell at a glance that there is something seriously wrong with this elixir.
The core of the elixir actually appeared black, which meant that this elixir was contaminated with demonic nature.
The person who refines the elixir has given birth to an inner demon.
Swallowing this kind of elixir will not only do no good, but will harm your origin. The most terrifying thing is that it will inspire the birth of your inner demon.
Once a practitioner inspires inner demons, the consequences will be disastrous.
Liu Wuxie has to be careful in his cultivation, not daring to make big strides. Every time he breaks through a realm, he needs to be careful in order to avoid breeding inner demons.
"Not interested in!"
Shaking his head, Liu Wuxie strode away and walked further away.
I haven’t investigated clearly what happened to Xiao Dao Gui yet, so I don’t want to cause any further complications for the time being.
"Master, don't worry, I still have several pills here."
The man grabbed Liu Wuxie again, took out several more porcelain bottles from his arms, and poured out all the elixirs.
Basically, the elixir contains magical properties.
suddenly!
Liu Wuxie's eyes shrank, and his eyes fell on a yellow pill in the palm of the man's right hand.
This elixir has no magical properties, and only the Tianbao Sect can refine this elixir. This is a secret that is not passed down.
How can there be sales on the black market?
If you want to buy Tianbao Sect's elixirs, you must go through formal channels. Tianbao Sect has its own store.
Black market sales are worth pondering.
"How many spiritual stones does this Diyuan Dan cost?"
Liu Wuxie picked up the Diyuan Dan and looked at the man curiously.
Diyuan Dan is a seventh-grade elixir. Normally, one pill requires hundreds of thousands of spirit stones, making it very expensive.
At present, this kind of elixir is not of much help to Liu Wuxie, he can refine it himself.
The seventh-grade elixir corresponds to the Galaxy realm, and most of them are purchased by the Galaxy realm. Liu Wuxie's body is different from ordinary people, and ordinary seventh-grade elixirs are of little help to him.
"One hundred thousand spirit stones!"
To be continued...
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