I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world-Chapter 52 - The Secret Realm The Trade

He took off the longbow slung on his back.

Nocked an arrow, drew the bowstring.

Shoot!

Shoot!

Two arrows shot out almost simultaneously.

One penetrated the neck, the other entered the back of the head.

The corpse tumbled due to inertia, finally coming to a stop one meter from the entrance.

He took a look at the two highly vigilant middle-aged guards and the crowd of onlookers in the distance.

Turned around!

And headed towards the body of the young man he had killed first.

Arriving at the corpse, he looked at the caved-in chest and the damaged battle armor.

Liang Hui didn’t show much emotion.

The killer, always someone to kill!

He bent down and took all the belongings from the body, putting them into his storage space.

Then one by one, he did the same with the three corpses.

Until Liang Hui came to the last body, also by the valley entrance.

“Your methods seem excessively cruel, don’t you think? After all, this is the dark market.”

One middle-aged guard, looking at Liang Hui bending over the body, couldn’t help but speak up.

Bang!

A kick sent the corpse flying into the distance.

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He stood, taking measured steps forward.

“What do you plan on doing?”

“Do I need to register again to enter the dark market?” The calm words came from the youth’s mouth.

The two middle-aged guards exchanged looks, their faces uneasy.

“Twenty Silver Taels, go in!”

“Got it.”

He took out twenty Silver Taels from the loot he had just gathered and handed them over.

He strode towards the dark market, aiming for the place where the broken sword lay.

…

It was only now that the valley outside started to bustle again.

Figures were all discussing the recent fight.

A fight at the same Realm, five against one, and he fought them off.

“Really, which Major Taoism Sect did this talent come from, his punch so fierce it nearly formed a school of its own.”

“It’s been a while since we’ve seen someone so young, ever since those memories descended, they have all started to emerge.”

“Senior, he seemed to be wearing a mask, how can you be sure he’s young?”

“The vitality contained in Qi-Blood, only the young possess such vigor!”

…

On the main path of the dark market, Liang Hui held the broken sword, carefully sensing it for a while.

The smile on his face grew even more pronounced.

He had been thinking about breaking through bone refining, stepping into the Inner Three Elements, and cultivating another extraordinary path.

Which path a Taoist should take, he had been planning, strategizing.

And now it seemed, the paths he would tread in the future weren’t too bad at all.

Amidst his thoughts, he carefully tucked the broken sword away.

Suddenly, a figure stepped in front of Liang Hui.

“Sir, my master deeply apologizes for the incident that happened in the black market just now.”

The speaker was an old man dressed in the loose clothing of a servant, and his aura forced Liang Hui to stay alert.

“Are you the hidden organizers behind the black market?”

“Is that so?”

The elder clearly paused before nodding his head.

“I’ve received your apology, so goodbye!”

Liang Hui stepped around the elder and continued walking forward.

“There is another matter we need your assistance with on this visit,” the elder blocked his path once more.

“Not interested!”

“If there’s nothing else, I should be leaving.”

“Don’t you want to hear about the rewards? They will surely satisfy you.”

Only then did Liang Hui stop in his tracks, looking earnestly at the elderly man.

He pointed to a nearby teahouse.

“Interesting, then speak,” Liang Hui said.

The elder and the man in the black robe found a quiet private room to sit down in.

After tea and pastries were served, the elder spoke first:

“A talent like you must be seeking to breakthrough to Marrow Refining, and perhaps even advance further within the Inner Three Origins.”

“But aid materials for Marrow and Organ Refining Levels aren’t sold on the market, after all, there’s barely enough for one’s own family, let alone to sell.”

“So, you can only find them yourself.”

Liang Hui gazed at the calm surface of the water in his teacup, his palm slowly rubbing the cup and creating ripples upon the surface.

“After the recent skirmish, most people assume I am a disciple of some Major Taoism Sect or son of a great family!”

“Are you?”

The elder picked up a pastry, slowly savoring it.

Liang Hui fell silent for a moment.

Only after a while did he speak again, “Not enough! Nowhere near enough!”

“Though I don’t know what you want from me, it’s obviously not safe—some aid materials aren’t worth the risk for me.”

Upon hearing this, the elder’s pace of eating his pastry noticeably slowed, and surprise appeared in his eyes.

“Those are aid materials for Marrow and Organ Refining Levels; my family could supply them to you until the end of your realm’s cultivation.”

“That’s why it’s not enough. How much of those so-called aid materials can I take away all at once? And would they still be mine after that?” Liang Hui retorted, releasing his hold on the teacup.

“If you can’t provide better compensation, let someone who can come to negotiate. I believe they should be not far from here,” he said.

At this moment, the elder’s face also appeared somewhat troubled, as the young man before him was asking for too much.

Sigh!

If it weren’t for his own young master and miss being so disappointing, it wouldn’t have come to this.

“Elder Yang, you may leave. I’ll talk to this young fellow,” said a gentle and dignified voice echoing in the room.

Immediately after, a middle-aged woman dressed in purple appeared beside the elder.

Her long hair was pinned up with a jade hairpin, revealing a fair, slightly plump face, with full lips and a warm and soft gaze.

“Mistress, I didn’t expect you to be troubled with this matter at the end.”

“It’s alright, you’ve worked hard. Go take a rest,” she said.

“I’ll discuss the subsequent matters with our young friend here.”

With that, the elder had vanished from the room.

The elegant woman sat down slowly, looking at Liang Hui, who was on full alert.

“Whether the matter is successful or not, the Huang Family will offer a batch of Marrow Refining Level aid materials as compensation for wasting your time,” she said.

“What do you plan on having me do? If you cannot complete it with your strength, Mistress, I surely won’t stand a chance either.”

“A competition, or rather a bout, that only those at the External Three Layers can enter, enforced by the prohibitions left by a deceased strong individual.”

“A secret realm!” whispered Liang Hui.

Secret realms, of the first sort crafted by powerful individuals, were typically quite narrow in scope.

The second kind might materialize due to a combination of coincidences, accidents, or anomalies, housing various scarce resources—including some not found in the outside world, although much more perilous.

But listening to the words of the woman before him, it seemed to be the first kind.