Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 813 - 813 278 Setting up a Stall Combined Chapter_3

Chapter 813: Chapter 278: Setting up a Stall [Combined Chapter]_3 Chapter 813: Chapter 278: Setting up a Stall [Combined Chapter]_3 The tone of the voice was exactly the same as before, but the teasing was even more intense.

The vendor sat on a small stool, arms crossed over his chest, arrogantly leaning back, “Not selling!”

“Crap!”

“Hahaha…” Feng Yin couldn’t help but chuckle.

These two clowns, they really were a pair of jokers.

The onlookers had a good laugh before returning to their own stalls.

Feng Yin and his group entered the market… um, the Three Realms Trade Fair.

No sooner had they stepped in than someone had their eyes on Feng Ying, who was poking a head out from Feng Yin’s body, and approached, “Buddy, how much for your cat? The price is negotiable; I quite fancy your cat. As long as your asking price isn’t outrageous, I won’t haggle!”

Immediately, with a ‘woah’ sound, Feng Ying spat out a water ball that exploded in front of that person’s face, drenching him from head to toe.

“Not selling!” Feng Yin smiled.

“Not selling then don’t sell… but why give me a face wash?” said the man as he wiped his face and walked away without lingering.

“See that? Here, no matter how big the feud, you’re not allowed to fight. This is just a place for trading,” the Cat Emperor reminded.

“Who was thinking about fighting? It’s just some spit, right?”

Feng Yin looked innocent as he pushed Feng Ying’s head back into his embrace, preventing it from coming out again.

Knowing he had caused trouble, Feng Ying shrank into a tiny ball, unexpectedly docile.

The Cat Emperor smothered a laugh and let it go.

No one cared anyway…

The group strolled down the middle of the street and as they went along, Feng Yin finally noticed what made this place different from ordinary markets.

Well, it should be said that the vendors here were, in fact, very unprofessional—

The vendors here didn’t call out to sell at all. They just displayed their goods and closed their eyes to rest, concentrating on cultivating their skills and advancing their cultivation.

Only when someone inquired would they open their eyes to answer. Occasionally, one would have to call out several times to get a response.

Feng Yin couldn’t help but criticize inwardly. If the vendors in ordinary markets were as lifeless as this, they’d either starve or be beaten to death. This was a high-grade trading place, after all—truly out of the ordinary!

And what’s more out of the ordinary—each of the items for sale at these stalls was superb.

Walking along, Feng Yin couldn’t help but covet everything he saw, wishing he could scoop up everything in sight into his bag. Glancing at any stall, you’d see Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that were hard to find outside, or all kinds of exotic metals, which made Feng Yin feel particularly poor.

At that moment, Dong Xiaoyan focused entirely on a little horse, no bigger than a finger, with a red string tied around its waist, struggling and floating unceasingly in the air—a peculiar mini horse.

“Is this… a Zhima?”

Dong Xiaoyan’s eyes shone as she squatted down to inquire about the price.

“What? One hundred thousand top-grade spirit crystals?”

Without bargaining, Dong Xiaoyan stood up and walked away resolutely.

The price was more than ten times higher than outside. Even if Zhima were rare, they were not worth such an exorbitant price.

The vendor called from behind, “Miss, if you really want to buy, we can talk…”

Dong Xiaoyan was already far away, showing no signs of reluctance.

“This thing can greatly replenish vitality.”

The Cat Emperor said, “However, this particular Zhima was obviously cultivated in a forced manner… that is to say, planted en masse in a spiritual field, then specifically accelerated the growth of the one with the best characteristics, aside from rapidly developing a spirit intelligence. It likely also involved devouring its own kind and merging with the same source energy of other Zhi spirits, mutating into what we see now. But such forceful growth and cannibalism of kindred spirits goes against the harmony of heaven, and this is already its limit. Its true effect is far inferior to naturally grown Zhima—it’s even worse than a chicken rib…”

The vendor clearly heard the Cat Emperor’s words and rolled his eyes at her for a while before bowing his head again.

The Cat Emperor huffed and moved on.

Feng Yin paid attention and saw that the vendors here were not only selling top-quality goods but were also exceptional cultivators themselves. The least among them had to at least be of the Heavenly Level six or seven. Well, it had to be said, true Heavenly Level cultivators were actually quite rare; the mainstream vendors here were mostly masters Beyond the Heaven.

Whether they were vendors or those walking through the streets in search of favored items, every single one was an existence that could dominate a region.

Don’t look at Yuezhou City now known for its abundance of experts, but that’s because of the presence of the miracle doctor attracting wealth. If it were still the small border city of the past, any high-grade Heavenly Level cultivator could have reigned supreme there.

Well, recluses like Wan Li definitely didn’t count.

Bang bang bang…

Just as the Cat Emperor had said no fighting was allowed, two people, a buyer and a seller, started brawling right in front of them, apparently quite violently.

Feng Yin glanced at the Cat Emperor, “???”

Embarrassed, the Cat Emperor cleared her throat, “Ahem, strictly speaking, it’s indeed not allowed here, but as long as there is no death or disability involved, even though there will be a penalty afterward, it’s not very severe. Anyone who can come here can afford it.”

“…”

Feng Yin understood.

“Wherever there are people, there’s a ‘jianghu’ [the community of martial artists], and wherever there’s a ‘jianghu’, there’s strife. In any realm where interests are traded, conflicts are inevitable. Even in such an exalted place as this, as long as no one dies, things can be smoothed over with resources. Is that right?” Feng Yin asked.

“Yeah, that’s pretty much it. In fact, as long as you bring enough good things to cover the penalties, even killing someone isn’t a problem,” Peng Wanli said casually as he threw in a comment from up ahead.