"Deal."
Li Changqing agreed to Xue Qianbai’s proposal after only a brief consideration.
As Xue Qianbai ntioned, if he gave himself such a treasure as the Ice Soul Cold Iron, he wouldn’t even know where to forge it.
Rely on that blacksmith in Changting Town?
Probably wouldn’t be able to do it.
If he were to randomly find soone unreliable to forge it, there’s a chance that even this ore would easily be swindled away.
Isn’t it just a storage ring?
The Profound Void Ancient Wood I have left is still enough to craft a few more.
Giving one to Xue Qianbai isn’t a big deal, not to ntion that he’s the Vice Sect Leader of the Ancient Land of Dao Mountain. Offering a little tribute might also an having soone to watch over Li Hengsheng if he accidentally causes trouble there, right?
Riding a bicycle to the bar; saving where you can, and spending where you should.
Although the issue with the ore was resolved, Li Changqing had no intention of leaving just yet.
After all, coming to such a black market wasn’t easy, so he definitely wanted to stroll around, as many intriguing things here sparked Li Changqing’s desire to explore.
Additionally, Li Changqing wanted to see if he could find good wood materials.
Coming across the Profound Void Ancient Tree was already an unexpected gain; Li Changqing considered his luck to be decent, so he wanted to try again, in case he might find good wood material later, and after purchasing it, he might be able to craft more Painting Treasures.
If so, in the future, having Xu Muhai deliver them to his son, his son’s strength would also gradually increase.
Xue Qianbai didn’t object either, since they were here, they might as well see if there’s anything suitable as gifts.
The entire black market was larger than Li Changqing imagined, encountering other masked sellers along the way seed to be quite wary of each other.
So buyers held treasures that would induce drooling, with many people showing greedy expressions, yet no one made a move here.
No one knew each other’s identity; if they provoked soone they shouldn’t, wouldn’t it spell trouble for themselves?
Moreover, causing trouble in the black market is akin to seeking death, isn’t it?
As he walked deep into the canyon, Li Changqing still didn’t find anyone selling wood.
"Seems like there’s very little wood being sold."
Li Changqing frowned, finding the black market’s selection insufficient.
"Who would buy that stuff, and for what?" Xue Qianbai glanced at Li Changqing, "To make coffins?"
"Coffins?" Li Changqing couldn’t help but ask, "For many powerful individuals who pass away, don’t they use very fine wood for their coffins?"
"Most powerful individuals use stone coffins." Xue Qianbai replied helplessly, "Are you planning to tomb raid?"
"There are tomb raiders in the Cangyuan Realm too?" Hearing this, Li Changqing beca curious.
"Yes."
Xue Qianbai said, "Many tomb raiders steal burial items from tombs, and many of the strong have a variety of treasures as burial accompanints, including even Painting Treasures."
"However, planning to steal coffins while tomb raiding might make you the only one in the entire Cangyuan Realm, though your peers would laugh at you to death." Xue Qianbai shook his head lightly.
"I was just saying, who really steals coffins? How exactly are they peers?" Li Changqing quipped, yet at this mont, sothing seed to catch his attention.
Xue Qianbai followed Li Changqing’s gaze to find a teenager sitting cross-legged at a very secluded stall in the front.
The teenager looked about eighteen or nineteen, appearing emaciated.
His face was pale and gaunt, and the clothes he wore were also tattered.
His eyes were lifeless as he sat there, lost in so form of contemplation, while in front of him lay a gigantic wooden box. It would be more accurate to describe it as a peculiarly shaped piece of wood.
This wood was square and divided into many small blocks, with each piece of wood bearing strange symbols.
It was like a puzzle box.
"Good timber indeed."
From the shine of the wood, Li Changqing recognized it as top-grade material. More importantly, he could sense a faint murderous intent emanating from it.
It was as if the wood had long absorbed murderous intent from being exposed to it for a prolonged period, and Li Changqing was sure this wood was ideal for crafting offensive Painting Treasures.
Although his son hadn’t entered the Houtian stage yet, preparations should be made early.
His son shouldn’t lose his head start.
Li Changqing walked straight towards the young man with an unwavering gaze.
"What a find." Li Changqing touched the odd-shaped wooden box, sensing the contained murderous aura within, akin to countless sword qi rampaging inside.
"That stuff is useless." At this mont, Xue Qianbai’s voice ca from behind.
"How is it useless? What’s this thing? It looks peculiar." Li Changqing turned to ask.
"This item has been in this black market for over three years." Xue Qianbai approached, glanced at the youth, and asked, "The last mber of the Cyan Lotus Sword Sect, right?"
The teenager raised his gaze, looking sowhat confused at the two masked individuals in front of him, and weakly replied, "Tenth disciple of the Cyan Lotus Sword Sect, Ye Zifan. Is senior interested in the treasures left by the Cyan Lotus Sword Sect?"
"Cyan Lotus Sword Sect?" Li Changqing had never heard of this na. He looked at Xue Qianbai and asked, "What sect is the Cyan Lotus Sword Sect? I’ve never heard of it."
"The Cyan Lotus Sword Sect was once the guardian sect of the Beihan Country." Xue Qianbai explained, "Among the sword sects of the Cangyuan Realm, the Cyan Lotus Sword Sect’s strength was enough to enter the top three, with the Cyan Lotus Sword Sect’s Seven Kills Cyan Lotus Sword Array reigning invincible, and the combined efforts of the Cyan Lotus Seven killed the Great Martial Sect."
"Great Martial Sect!" Li Changqing expressed shock, "They killed masters of the Innate Supre Realm? Then the Cyan Lotus Sword Sect is remarkably strong!"
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