The stall owner had a confident look, arms crossed, sneering at the custor in front of him.
The black market isn’t a formal workshop, but it is managed by soone known as the "Black Market Master," and there are also guards in the black market.
So after venting a bit, the person gave up, snorted coldly, turned, and left.
He dared not let the Black Market Master co to investigate because that item was stolen from him.
"Damn it, how could it be bought by soone? Who is it? I won’t let him off!"
After leaving the black market, the person took off the black robe he was wearing, revealing a curvy voice underneath.
It turned out to be a woman!
But at this mont, she was furious, seething with rage, desperate to hit a wall.
She had plotted for a long ti, left many counterasures, and finally stole it from the Black Market Master, planning to leave the black market first, then sneak back to take it away unnoticed.
She had deliberately chosen a poorly trafficked stall, and the item was disguised as just a piece of broken stone.
But she never expected that it would still be bought, making her so angry she could vomit blood.
Everything she did, the risks she took, ultimately benefited soone else.
"If I ever find out who it is, I, He Ling, will make you wish you were dead!"
After cursing for a long ti, He Ling suddenly slapped her forehead: "Right, I left a mark yesterday, how did I forget?"
She quickly pulled a paper man from her bosom and placed it on the ground, then bit her fingertip, letting her blood drip onto the paper man.
She silently recited an incantation, forming a sealing technique with her hands, and a burst of mana fell onto the paper man, causing it to stand upright suddenly.
"Humph, dare to take my stuff? You’re courting death!"
The paper man floated directionally, and He Ling waved her hand, making a paper sedan chair appear in front of her, with two paper n each at the front and back.
She lightly landed in the sedan chair, and the paper n lifted it, pursuing the leading paper man.
...
In the Southern Marsh, Chen Nan and the Divine Calculator were on their way.
Their first destination was the Wangchuan Swamp.
The many demon beasts on the road made Chen Nan very exhausted.
The demon beasts in the Great Swamp are quite insidious, capable of hiding their auras, and even when hidden in the swamp, they cannot be detected using divine sense.
Luckily, Chen Nan was alert, and with the Divine Calculator leading the way, they attracted quite a few demon beasts’ attacks.
Chen Nan suspected that without him, the Divine Calculator might have already been devoured by a demon beast.
Just as they managed to take a short break, they suddenly heard a faint cry for help nearby.
"Help..."
Chen Nan and the Divine Calculator exchanged glances, neither intending to pay attention.
After all, there are so many dangers in the Great Swamp, who knows if helping soone will bring more trouble?
But the Divine Calculator’s eyes shifted, and suddenly he changed his mind, saying to Chen Nan, "Junior brother, we can’t just ignore it, why don’t we take a look?"
Seeing the gleam in his small eyes on his plump face, Chen Nan knew he had ulterior motives, but nodded.
So the two followed the direction of the voice, soon finding an injured woman in a bush of thorns.
The woman had a delicate appearance, and her five senses were straightforward, exuding the aura of a cultured lady, easily garnering goodwill at a glance.
However, at this mont, her clothes were bloodstained, with wounds on her legs, arms, and even her abdon, her small face pale, clearly severely wounded.
Upon seeing Chen Nan and the Divine Calculator, the woman’s eyes instantly lit up, joyfully calling out, "Fellow cultivators, please save !"
"I am Chu Jiaojiao, the eldest daughter of the Chu Family in Linchuan City. I ca to the Southern Marsh to train but was hunted by the assassins of Yama Hall, with all my companions brutally killed."
"If you can save , I will surely reward you handsoly when we leave!"
The woman’s speech was quick, fearing that Chen Nan and the Divine Calculator would leave her to die.
"Yama Hall? Chasing all the way to the Southern Marsh, impressive dedication!"
The Divine Calculator gave a thumbs up, praising.
This praise left Chu Jiaojiao bewildered; how could soone cheer for Yama Hall?
As an assassin organization, Yama Hall should be condemned by all.
"Fellow cultivator, did you hear wrong? I said Yama Hall, they’re assassins!"
The Divine Calculator nodded matter-of-factly, "I ant the Yama Hall assassins too, they’re so dedicated, it’s wrong for you not to die."
"You!" Chu Jiaojiao’s face flushed red with anger, her skin turning red, instantly becoming a "red-skinned person." "You’re... simply unreasonable!"
"Either save or leave, make way for the good people!"
The Divine Calculator couldn’t help but laugh, raising his eyebrows smugly, "You have so spunk, little girl, but why don’t you understand what I’m saying?"
"Asking us to save you while risking offending Yama Hall—just a few words, did you really think the Daoist is a fool?"
Clearly demanding a reward.
Chu Jiaojiao seed inexperienced, and after the Divine Calculator’s hint, she suddenly realized.
"Oh, I see, I have spirit stones; if you save , I’ll give you even more!"
As she spoke, she waved her hand, and a pile of spirit stones appeared before her, roughly numbering in the tens of thousands.
The Divine Calculator’s eyes imdiately glead, thinking to himself, "This little girl is a rich lady; if I don’t take this opportunity to fleece her, I might not get another chance."
"Well..." he pretended to hesitate.
Chu Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and took out several spiritual artifacts, elixir pills, and talismans from her storage bag, "You can also have these."
"You should have said so earlier, see, it was just a misunderstanding," the Divine Calculator suddenly beca sycophantic, "Rest assured, with us brothers here, the assassins of Yama Hall won’t harm you."
After barely a few words, he’d collected everything on the ground, not leaving a single piece for Chen Nan, whose greed left Chen Nan dumbfounded.
This is a miser even greedier than I am!
But I’m only greedy because of the huge amount of spirit stones needed for cultivation, fundantally different from the Divine Calculator.
No wonder the Divine Calculator dared to commit robbery outside the Ghost Market.
"Junior Brother, this poor girl, shall we help her?" The Divine Calculator turned back, winking at Chen Nan.
Chen Nan smiled slightly and agreed readily, "Sure."
"But I think so things should be resolved directly; otherwise, it’ll be even more troubleso later, don’t you think, Daoist brother?"
The Divine Calculator’s eyelids twitched, looking at Chen Nan in surprise.
"You an..."
He made a throat-slitting motion.
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