Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1050: No Joking Allowed

Chapter 1050: Chapter 1050: No Joking Allowed

Second You led Fang Bai at a brisk pace, introducing him to various aspects of the Martial Artists Trading Market along the way, which gave Fang Bai a good understanding of it.

According to Second You, this largest Martial Artists Trading Market in Thousand Lakes Country had been established by the Purple Flame Sect for tens of thousands of years. The Inspectorate was an inspection and management body set up here by the Purple Flame Sect, where martial artists wanting to conduct transactions could pay a fee and rent a stall.

The responsibility of the Inspectorate was to maintain the market’s order and protect the interests of the martial artists trading there.

Members of the Inspectorate all came from the disciples of the Purple Flame Sect, composed of one elder with mid-Vast Level cultivation and ten disciples with mid-Desolate Level and twenty with early Desolate Level cultivation from the Sect’s internal and External Courtyard.

Such a force was strong enough to easily eradicate a fourth-rank sect, so the martial artists engaged in transactions within the market all followed the rules; they dared not engage in forced buying or selling, lest they receive strict punishment from the martial artists of the Inspectorate.

Soon, the well-acquainted Second You had brought Fang Bai to the Inspectorate at the heart of the trading market. They paid a thousand low-grade Essence Stones and rented a stall for ten days.

The reason for renting for ten days was that Fang Bai had estimated they might need to stay in Purple Flame City for around ten days before and after the sect’s grand assembly.

The stall Fang Bai rented was in a remote location, tucked away in a corner of the market, rarely passed by any martial artists. When Second You suggested exchanging the stall for a better one, Fang Bai politely declined.

For Fang Bai, it was like the saying, "A good wine needs no bush." As long as he could build a reputation, martial artists would soon seek him out.

And that thousand low-grade Essence Stone rental fee was also paid by Second You on Fang Bai’s behalf, to which Fang Bai did not comment.

Fang Bai understood Second You’s intentions; one was to curry favor with him, the other was feeling guilty for taking advantage of him during their earlier transaction, considering it a form of compensation.

A thousand low-grade Essence Stones should be nothing for a power like Second You at Heaven Level Perfection. Since he had paid on Fang Bai’s behalf, Fang Bai accepted his kind gesture with a smile.

The two arrived at the stall in the northwest corner of the market. Second You looked around and sighed with a wry smile, "This place is exceptionally secluded, almost no martial artists pass by here... Senior Bai, why don’t we go and find a better spot?"

"No need."

Fang Bai waved his hand, smiling at Second You, "This spot is great. Thank you, Second You!"

Second You, flattered, said, "It’s the least I can do... Senior Bai, you’re too kind!"

Fang Bai surveyed his stall and found that there was a small house behind it where he could store things or conduct alchemy and artifact refining without worrying about being observed by others.

Second You suddenly clapped his hands, "Oh right, Senior Bai, you should set up a large sign in front of your stall to attract customers! Especially since your location is a bit secluded, a sign is even more important. Hmm... let me take care of that for you. What should the sign say?"

Second You, eager to please Fang Bai, willingly took on the role of errand runner, even neglecting his own stall business.

In truth, Second You was a clever man. There were no valuable items on his stall, so their loss was not a concern. However, if he could establish a good relationship with Fang Bai, who was both an Alchemist and an Artifact Refiner, the future benefits could be plentiful.

Fang Bai had lived for ten thousand years in his past life; what kind of person hadn’t he seen? He knew Second You’s intentions and simply smiled, thinking to himself that since he was new in town, it would be good to have someone run errands for him, and he could just give Second You a little something in return when the time came.

"Alchemy and Artifact Refining, best in the city; fair prices, serious inquiries only... Yes, that will do for the wording!"

Fang Bai contemplated before speaking.

Second You was taken aback and then chuckled awkwardly, "Senior Bai, are you really going to write that?"

Second You knew that if Fang Bai put up a signboard claiming he was "the best in the city," it would mean he had offended all of Purple Flame City’s Alchemists and Artifact Refiners unless he truly had the skill, otherwise, his ending would be very grim indeed.

In Second You’s mind, the Alchemists and Artifact Refiners of this world were almost all over sixty years old, with strength at least at the Desolate Level Realm, while Fang Bai, even after altering his appearance, seemed only to be around forty, and his strength was merely at High Rank Heaven Level. His level of Alchemy and Artifact Refining surely couldn’t compare to the other Alchemists and Artifact Refiners in Purple Flame City.

Second You thought Senior Bai was probably just boasting to inflate his worth.

Although Purple Flame City’s Alchemists and Pharmacists also liked to boast in order to attract business, there was a limit to boasting, and going too far posed risks.

"Yes, write it just like that!"

Fang Bai could guess what was going on in Second You’s mind, but he didn’t bother to explain, thinking that once the business started coming in, he would let the facts speak for themselves. By then, Second You would understand whether he had been boasting.

Seeing Fang Bai’s resolute attitude, Second You sighed helplessly and walked away with a wry smile.

Fang Bai entered the small room behind his stall, placed the ancient cauldron he had just exchanged with Second You on the ground, then sat down cross-legged to meditate and patiently waited for Second You to return.

A short while later, Second You dragged a signboard nearly twenty feet high back to the front of the stall. After setting it up, he saw Fang Bai come out from the room and said as if to claim credit, "Senior Bai, the signboard is ready. What do you think? Is it to your satisfaction?"

Fang Bai glanced at the signboard, which was about twenty feet tall and six feet wide, with the words "Alchemy and Artifact Refining, the best in the city; fair prices, serious inquiries only" written in sixteen large characters. Each stroke was like a knife or sword, powerful and vigorous, and a fierce and combative aura surged towards him.

Fang Bai knew that the person who wrote this must be a Martial Artist of no small strength, and he nodded with a smile, asking Second You, "Brother You, this sign must have cost you a lot of Cultivation Resources, right?"

In this world, when Martial Artists conducted trades, they used various Cultivation Resources rather than the gold, silver, and jewels valued by ordinary folks, hence Fang Bai’s question.

Second You replied, "These characters were written by a Martial Artist at the initial stage of Desolate Level in the market, one thousand pieces of low-grade Essence Stones per character. Many stands in the market have signs written by him!"

Fang Bai uttered an "Oh," thinking to himself that Martial Artists really would do anything to earn Cultivation Resources. A thousand low-grade Essence Stones for a single character was indeed not cheap.

And Second You, trying to please him, was willing to pay the cost.

"Senior Bai, in this Martial Artists Trading Market, there are two Alchemists and two Artifact Refiners. They have been operating here for many years, have extensive connections, and have relationships with many Sects and factions. Now that you have also entered this business, it is inevitable that you will compete with them. If they come to provoke you, try to keep a low profile... I don’t mean anything by it; it’s just that since you are new here and have no backing, I’m worried you might be bullied..."

Second You was only halfway through his advice when he stopped, thinking to himself if Senior Bai couldn’t even understand his words, then he would be truly foolish.