Following the instructions on the Cyan Leaf Order, Zhou Changwang successfully entered the black market.

This time, the black market was fundamentally different from the last time.

Firstly, it was large.

The place was large.

Although it was on the outskirts of the marketplace, it resembled a long street, stretching from one end to the other, a hundred meters long, all part of the black market.

Zhou Changwang had heard of this place before while living on the outskirts of the marketplace. It was known as the stronghold of a gang called the Axe Gang, a faction formed by many martial artists who had once tried to recruit Zhou Changwang’s father.

But Zhou Qiankun had refused in order to take care of him while he was still young.

Little did he know that this place would turn out to be a black market.

Moreover, when Zhou Changwang looked at the martial artists guarding the entrance and the cultivators covering their faces walking back and forth, he realized that this was actually a permanent black market location.

The Cyan Leaf Order was not the only pass for entering and exiting this black market.

Zhou Changwang noticed that some people handed over Spirit Stones, a Lower-Grade Spirit Stone, and these people were not even cultivators, but martial artists.

Of course, there were also cultivators who could pass freely with just their cultivation level.

Cultivators were free, while martial artists and mortals had to pay?

Or was there a requirement for the cultivators’ level as well?

Then Zhou Changwang noticed that indeed only mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators and above could enter without using Spirit Stones.

Even Qi Refining Third-Layer practitioners, when reaching the entrance, had to obediently offer a Lower-Grade Spirit Stone.

This cost was not insignificant for lower-level cultivators.

"However, looking at it this way, this should just be a normal black market.

The Cyan Leaf Alliance merely borrowed this black market to hold events.

Yet such a black market, I lived here for decades and didn’t even know..."

Zhou Changwang thought to himself but shook his head helplessly when he thought of the entrance fee of one Lower-Grade Spirit Stone.

What if he knew?

Such entrance fees were not cheap for him back then.

He estimated that even if he knew, he wouldn’t have been willing to come in.

Afterward, Zhou Changwang approached and displayed his ’Qi Cultivation Fourth Stage’ level, and those guards respectfully invited him in.

After passing through a long corridor and turning a corner, he truly entered the black market.

It was a whole different world inside.

What greeted him was a market similar to the Independent Cultivator Marketplace, with many people setting up stalls.

However, the items on these stalls were an assorted variety—Magical Artifacts, Talismans, Jade Scrolls, Spirit Pills... Some of these items even had traces of blood on them.

Evidently, these were unidentified stolen goods.

This black market was essentially a fencing ground.

Zhou Changwang glanced around, and most of the items were not of high value.

At least for him now, they were not very useful.

It was only until he reached the near end of the street that he saw someone displaying ancient Jade Scrolls on a stall.

"Are these the Ancient Bamboo Slips?"

Before Zhou Changwang could speak, someone in front of him curiously asked.

"Fellow Daoist, you have good eyesight.

These are indeed ancient slips, mostly acquired during my exploration of an ancient tomb some time ago.

Especially these five pieces, they are treasures yet to have their seals broken and may possibly contain supreme techniques or ancient inheritances—unparalleled secret techniques.

You just need one hundred Lower-Grade Spirit Stones each to seize an opportunity, a chance.

It would be a pity if you missed out."

The stall owner, an old man with a face full of beard, enthusiastically greeted with sharp, shrewd eyes.

"Too expensive."

The person shook his head, looking reluctant.

"Not expensive at all, just think, if one of these contains a supreme technique, learning it could accelerate your cultivation significantly, possibly achieving Foundation Establishment—wouldn’t it be worth it?

What you are buying is not a Jade Scroll, but a chance to soar into the skies."

The person hesitated somewhat—a hundred Lower-Grade Spirit Stones was no small amount.

"If you genuinely wish to buy, I can let you have one for eighty Lower-Grade Spirit Stones.

I only offer this to you because we’re fated; otherwise, I wouldn’t sell to just anyone."

The stall owner’s small eyes darted as he hurriedly continued.

The person seemed honest and bit the bullet to offer fifty Lower-Grade Spirit Stones, and the stall owner immediately responded, "Alright, alright, consider it a great bargain for you. It’s just that I happen to need the Spirit Stones..."

Then he took the Spirit Stones and allowed that person to pick one.

Once that person left, the stall owner turned to Zhou Changwang with a big smile and asked, "Fellow Daoist, have you found anything you like?"

"No, the condition is too new, doesn’t look like an ancient slip."

Under his Spirit Eye Technique, Zhou Changwang could easily tell that many of these seemingly ancient scrolls had clear signs of artificial aging.

In fact, if he wanted to, the signs of aging could be much more authentic than this man’s attempt; just a few rounds of the Annual Ring Skill, and these Jade Scrolls would indeed appear as century-old ancient slips.

"If you don’t understand, don’t speak nonsense.

These are freshly unearthed ancient slips. The contents may not be supreme cultivation techniques or unparalleled immortal arts, but they could very well be powerful magic or divine techniques."

The old man snorted coldly and said.

"Yes, freshly unearthed."

Zhou Changwang smiled and nodded, then continued, "However, they were buried just last month."

"You..."

The old man’s face changed, "If you’re not interested in purchasing, then leave now."

"I am buying. I’ve been practicing unbanning techniques recently and want to give it a try.

Even though these Jade Scrolls are fake, the restrictions are real. I’d like to see if the unbanning techniques I’ve learned over the past three years can undo the seals on them."