The Black Market Isn't Black

What exactly was the black market like? Where was it? What rules did it have? How were missions handed over?

Chu Fei was extremely curious about it.

Back in Azure Cloud City, that had probably been when Chu Fei had come closest to the black market. The 12.0 Soul Ascension Potion, along with quite a few poisons, had been sold through the black market.

But he had been busy at the time, and Ren Qingyun had handled everything. In the end, Chu Fei had still "missed" the black market.

Now, he was finally going to the black market—and he was even going to "add" some proof-of-genius labels to certain people.

Just thinking about it made him a little excited.

Qian Yufeng moved carefully but swiftly. After arriving at Qian Yufeng's residence, Qian Yufeng first had Chu Fei put on a disguise.

Qian Yufeng quickly disguised himself as a travel-worn adventurer. He wore battered clothes, though not too battered, giving him the impression of someone trying hard to look respectable.

Then Qian Yufeng rolled around in the dirt without hesitation and stood to one side to watch Chu Fei.

Chu Fei took out some old combat uniforms from his Space Capsule, found a suitable set, and changed into it. Then, using the abilities of the True Essence Domain, he scooped up dirt from the ground and sprinkled it over himself before smiling at the other man.

Qian Yufeng rolled his eyes. "The marks left by rolling around are completely different from what you just did. Did you think I hadn't considered that?"

Chu Fei: ...

Fine. In the end, he had to roll around after all.

After Chu Fei finished rolling around, Qian Yufeng continued, "Once we enter the black market, cover your face if you can. Change your voice when