Early in the morning, before the ox cart carrying away the night soil arrived, Wang Chen left his home.
He first went to a breakfast stall to fill his stomach, then headed to the Marketplace for a stroll.
If he spotted something he needed or liked, he would haggle with the stall owner. If the price was right, he bought it.
But most of the time, Wang Chen returned empty-handed.
After leaving the Marketplace, his next stop was the teahouse.
With a pot of Spiritual Tea that could be steeped three times, along with a plate of dried fruit or pastries, he could sit there until noon.
This was where he heard news from the outside world, such as all manner of rumors concerning the Guiyuan Sect and Five Peaks Mountain.
No matter how much truth these rumors contained, at least he would not be cut off from information.
After returning home at noon, Wang Chen basically stopped going out.
He devoted most of his time to cultivation.
Then he went out again the next morning.
So the cycle repeated itself. Day after day followed a fixed pattern, plain and uneventful, with neither surprises nor delights.
Only on the days of Dongwu Stockade's grand and small markets would Wang Chen rent a stall in the Marketplace.
There, he sold the Talismans he crafted.
Every Rogue Cultivator in Dongwu Stockade possessed one or more skills to make a living.
Farming, hunting, gathering, weaving, talisman crafting, pill refining...
To survive in the perilous Outer Region, those without any real abilities were the most easily eliminated.
Under such circumstances, Wang Chen could not behave too differently and invite suspicion.
Crafting Talismans naturally became his means of "making a living."
Then Wang Chen used the Spirit Stones he earned to purchase the ingredients needed