Accidentally Entered the Fierce Beast's Lair, All-Meat Feast at the Start?

The Myriad Spirits Market's scale far exceeded Li Wuyang's imagination.

From a distance, it wasn't just a simple marketplace, but a massive city built into the mountainside, composed of countless buildings in varied styles! There were jade towers reaching into the clouds, rugged stone fortresses, pavilions hidden in mist, and cave dwellings carved directly into the cliff face. Various lights flowed, array fluctuations flickered, and countless strange creatures came and went. Demonic energy, spiritual energy, blood qi, and even faint demonic energy mingled, creating a boisterous, bizarre, and magnificent scene of the Primordial World!

At the city entrance, powerful restrictions and tall guards stood watch. One had to pay a low-grade spirit stone to enter.

Li Wuyang finally found a few stones that looked like low-grade spirit stones among the clutter in his Void-Concealing Pouch. After paying, he successfully entered the market.

As soon as he entered the city, an even greater clamor washed over him.

The wide streets (if they could be called streets) were paved with huge bluestone slabs, lined with shops and crowded with vendors. Cries of hawkers, bargaining voices, the neighing of mounts, the booming sounds of magic experiments... all were incessant.

The goods on sale were even more bizarre: ores glittering with various lights, spirit herbs emitting medicinal fragrance, cold-shining weapons, exotic beasts sealed in cages, jade slips recording cultivation techniques, and even vendors selling information and posting quests...

The Demon Race, Witch Clan, Human Race (fewer in number), various spirits, and even some elemental beings jostled shoulder to shoulder. Although most regarded each other with caution, under the market's rules, they coexisted peacefully.

Li Wuyang was dazzled, like Liu Grandma visiting the Grand View Garden.

"Now this is more like it! Finally, it looks like a civilized society!" he exclaimed excitedly. Riding Huaihuai, he brought Little Fire and Yingying (Little Fire was too large and attracted many sideways glances, but with so many exotic beasts in the market, it wasn't too out of place) and wandered around curiously.

He first found a seemingly reliable general store and exchanged some useless ores for a few low-grade and mid-grade spirit stones, finally having some "money."

Then, he began his shopping (wandering) journey.

He saw spirit pills being sold and went in to ask the price. Even the most ordinary healing pills cost several mid-grade spirit stones, making him gasp.

He saw magic robes for sale; their defensive capabilities looked good, but they were outrageously expensive, and he didn't like the styles.

He saw flying magic tools for sale – flying swords, gourds, flying boats – which made him envious, but the prices immediately deterred him.

"Sigh, it looks like I need to find a way to make money..." Li Wuyang sighed, deeply understanding the principle that one couldn't move an inch without money, even in the Primordial World.

As he wandered, he arrived at a relatively secluded area. The buildings here were simpler, the atmosphere a bit strange, and there were few pedestrians.

A skinny old man with shifty eyes, wearing a tattered Taoist robe, suddenly approached him and whispered, "Fellow Daoist, I can tell you're a discerning connoisseur! I have some 'good merchandise' that just arrived, definitely worth more than the price. Interested in taking a look?"

Li Wuyang eyed him warily, "What good merchandise?"

The old man mysteriously glanced around, then pulled something from his sleeve. It was a black, rusty object that looked like a corner of some token, engraved with blurry flame patterns. "See this? This is an ancient treasure that flowed out from the depths of Buzhou Mountain! It's said to be related to the Fire God Zhurong! Only ten... no, five high-grade spirit stones!"

Li Wuyang sensed it. The token fragment had no spiritual energy fluctuations, and the patterns were crude, as if casually carved. He scoffed, "Do you think I'm an idiot? You probably picked this up by the roadside, didn't you?"

The old man blushed but wasn't discouraged. He took out a few more items, "Then take a look at this! Ten-Thousand-Year Warm Jade! True Phoenix Feather! Chaos Primordial Stone left behind when Pangu created the heavens!"

Without exception, they were all fakes.

Li Wuyang, too lazy to bother with him, turned to leave.

The old man became anxious and grabbed him, "Fellow Daoist, don't go! I really have good things! I see we're fated, I'll take you to a place, I guarantee genuine goods! And the price is cheap!"

Li Wuyang was annoyed by his persistence, and also a little curious, so he asked, "Where is it? Is it far?"

"Not far, not far! It's in that alley over there, there's a temporary market, all good things that can't see the light of day..." The old man pointed to a deep, dark alley.

Li Wuyang, though not highly skilled, was bold. Plus, he felt he had trump cards, so he said, "Lead the way!"

The old man beamed and quickly led the way.

After many twists and turns, they entered a dead-end alley. At the end of the alley was only a dilapidated wooden door.

"This is it!" The old man pushed open the wooden door. Inside was pitch black, and a musty smell wafted out.

Li Wuyang frowned, feeling something was off, but he still followed inside.

As soon as he entered, the wooden door behind him slammed shut with a "bang!"

At the same time, several pairs of glowing green eyes lit up in the darkness, filled with greed and hunger!

A strong smell of blood and a ferocious demonic aura spread out!

"Hehehehe... another blind, fat sheep has arrived!" a hoarse voice cackled.

"Big brother, there's a Sky-Gazing Roarer this time! Although injured, its bloodline is extraordinary, great for nourishment!"

"And that Heavenly Horse isn't bad either! And that little sprite looks delicious!"

Li Wuyang's heart sank!

He'd fallen into a trap! This wasn't a black market, it was a black shop! No, it was a beast lair!

He looked closely and saw four or five demons in the darkness, their transformations incomplete, still retaining many beast-like features! Their fangs were bared, saliva dripped, and they stared at them with ill intentions.

Leading them was a wolf-headed, human-bodied demon cultivator, whose cultivation had reached the Spirit Refinement and Void Return realm! A whole major realm higher than Li Wuyang!

"Kid, hand over your spirit stones, treasures, and these beasts, and we'll give you a quick death!" the wolf demon licked its claws and sneered.

Li Wuyang's face turned pale. He subconsciously took a step back, leaning against the closed wooden door.

Huaihuai pawed the ground anxiously, Little Fire let out a threatening growl, and Yingying hid behind Li Wuyang's head fearfully.

It's over... I just entered the market and fell into a den of thieves?

Am I really going to be ingredients for an "all-meat feast" now?!