Spirit Mist Canyon

"This weapon isn't bad!"

Inside the tiny ramshackle house, Lu Changsheng was taking stock of his spoils. The Golden Sky-Lifting Spear in his hand was a weapon he had seized from Wu Rui.

Weapons could be divided into Mortal Grade, Spirit Grade, King Grade, Dao Grade, Emperor Grade, Venerable Grade, and so on.

This Golden Sky-Lifting Spear had reached Third-grade Spirit Grade and was worth at least a thousand Mid-grade Spirit Stones.

Of course, besides the Golden Sky-Lifting Spear, Lu Changsheng had plenty of other spoils, such as pills and a large quantity of Spirit Stones.

These Spirit Stones included two hundred High-grade Spirit Stones, three hundred Mid-grade Spirit Stones, and five hundred Low-grade Spirit Stone.

As he counted his loot, a smile spread across Lu Changsheng's face. This was no small harvest.

"There are too many treasures. I can't go without a Cosmic Bag."

Lu Changsheng frowned.

Back when he had been poor enough to make the wind chime in his pockets, not having a Cosmic Bag had not mattered. But now that he possessed quite a few treasures, he had to get one.

"Looks like I'll have to make a trip to Spirit Mist Canyon later."

Lu Changsheng muttered.

Spirit Mist Canyon was an important area within the Lingxiao Sect, a naturally formed trading market.

Whenever Lingxiao Sect disciples had items they needed to trade, they would come to Spirit Mist Canyon. For instance, if disciples obtained medicinal herbs, they would generally bring them here to sell.

Thus, Spirit Mist Canyon was an exceptionally bustling place.

After resting for a while, Lu Changsheng restored his energy. He then took the Lion Cub and left Labor Peak, heading toward Spirit Mist Canyon...

In the eastern part of the Lingxiao Sect lay a canyon shrouded in mist.

The canyon looked as though it had been cleaved open by a single sword strike, narrow and deep.

At the mouth of the canyon, countless disciples were streaming in and out.

Passing through the entrance led to a broad passageway, its ground strewn everywhere with black pebbles. On both sides of the canyon passage sat countless disciples on the ground, selling all manner of goods.

Within the canyon, a lively little marketplace had already taken shape.

Some disciples sat cross-legged atop the pebbles, with the items they wished to trade laid out before them. Signs hung beside them, their lettering dancing like dragons and flying like phoenixes:

"Selling Silver Spirit Grass, fifty Low-grade Spirit Stone per stalk!"

"Selling Spirit Nurturing Pills, one hundred Low-grade Spirit Stone each!"

"All kinds of magical artifacts for sale, with prices fair to young and old alike!"

"..."

"So lively..."

When Lu Changsheng arrived at Spirit Mist Canyon, it was noon, the busiest time of day. At least a thousand disciples had gathered here.

Upon entering the trading area, Lu Changsheng swept his gaze around and was immediately drawn in by the dazzling variety of goods. There were weapons, pills, martial arts, medicinal herbs, and more—anything one could think of could be found here.

However, Lu Changsheng's arrival in Spirit Mist Canyon also attracted the attention of quite a few disciples. Naturally, the source of that attention was the Purple Crystal Thunderwing Lion Cub cradled in his arms.

"Hey! That's a Purple Crystal Thunderwing Lion Cub, isn't it? How much are you selling it for?"

A disciple suddenly stepped in front of Lu Changsheng.

"Sorry, it's not for sale."

Lu Changsheng shook his head.

Hearing this, the disciple left in disappointment.

Following the canyon passage, Lu Changsheng entered the marketplace within the canyon, his gaze searching everywhere for Cosmic Bags.

"Found one!"

Before long, Lu Changsheng finally found a stall selling Cosmic Bags.

Before a massive black boulder sat a gray-robed youth. A piece of cloth lay before him, upon which rested three treasures: a Spirit Ring, a Sumeru Bracelet, and a Cosmic Bag.

"How much are they?"

Lu Changsheng hurriedly asked.

"This Spirit Ring costs three hundred Mid-grade Spirit Stones, the Sumeru Bracelet costs five hundred Mid-grade Spirit Stones, and the Cosmic Bag costs one hundred High-grade Spirit Stones."

The gray-robed youth answered blandly.

"They're actually this expensive? Can't you lower the price a little?"

Lu Changsheng bargained.

"Not one stone less!"

The gray-robed youth said coldly.

Left with no choice, Lu Changsheng spent one hundred High-grade Spirit Stones to purchase the Cosmic Bag. As for why he did not choose the Spirit Ring or Sumeru Bracelet, there were naturally reasons for that.

Compared with the Spirit Ring and Sumeru Bracelet, the Cosmic Bag had greater storage space.

After buying the Cosmic Bag, Lu Changsheng placed all the treasures and Spirit Stones on his person into it.

However, the Cosmic Bag could not store living creatures, so there was no way to put the Purple Crystal Thunderwing Lion Cub inside.

Next, Lu Changsheng continued deeper into the canyon, where the items being sold grew increasingly strange and unusual.

"Hm?"

At that moment, Lu Changsheng suddenly discovered that, not far ahead, countless disciples had formed a circle. The scene was extraordinarily lively, stirring his curiosity. What could have gathered so many people ahead?

Without hesitation, Lu Changsheng squeezed into the crowd. A stall appeared before him, its owner a mysterious black-clothed girl. On her stall were palm-sized stone figures.

"Everyone, these stone figures are no ordinary objects. I obtained them half a month ago while I was outside the sect gaining experience, within an ancient ruin."

"Each of these stone figures contains a Martial Art, and every figure holds a different one. I am selling them now for five hundred Low-grade Spirit Stone apiece. If your luck is good, you might even unlock a Black-tier Martial Art or some other high-level Martial Art!"

The mysterious black-clothed girl explained.

"What?"

"These stone figures actually have Martial Arts sealed within them?"

"The price is a little steep, but if one can unlock a high-level Martial Art, that would be a huge profit."

"..."

At once, a commotion rose among the cultivators gathered around.

Lu Changsheng looked at the stone figures on the stall. They appeared extremely mottled and ancient, their surfaces covered with many archaic runes.

Clearly, these stone figures should be exceptionally rare relics from ancient times.

"I'll buy one!"

At that moment, a lean youth as skinny as a monkey tossed out five hundred Low-grade Spirit Stone and selected a stone figure.

Everyone immediately turned their curious gazes toward him. They too wanted to know what Martial Art the youth could obtain from the stone figure.

The lean youth first weighed the stone figure in his hand, then poured spiritual power into it.

Crack!

As spiritual power flowed in, the stone shell on the figure's surface instantly split apart. The stone skin gradually peeled away, revealing a little figure like black jade.

Buzz—

In an instant, a dazzling radiance burst forth. A beam of light suddenly shot from the black jade into the youth's brow, forming a scripture within his mind.

"Purple Cloud Sword Art?!"

"Hahaha! I actually obtained a Yellow-tier seventh-grade Martial Art!"

The lean youth cried out in wild delight.