Spirit Serpent Breath Art

Bai Yu set up a stall in the Black Market and began selling pills.

At this time of year, pills that could improve one's cultivation were exceedingly sought after.

Before long, people gathered around.

A Red-Haired Man asked:

"Brother, what kind of pills are you selling?"

Bai Yu was currently displaying the strength of a fourth-grade martial artist, and ordinary people treated him with great respect.

He thickened his voice and said:

"Bone Forging Pills. They can temper the bones and improve one's Bone Tempering realm cultivation."

The Red-Haired Man's eyes lit up. After receiving Bai Yu's permission, he opened the lid and sniffed the medicinal properties.

"It really is a pill that can improve martial cultivation. Rare indeed, rare indeed."

"How much are these Bone Forging Pills?"

Bai Yu said blandly:

"Ten taels each."

Bone Forging Pills were unlike Dragon-Tiger Bone Tempering Pills; their medicinal potency had been diluted more than tenfold.

Bai Yu's cost to refine a Bone Forging Pill was roughly three to five taels of silver. Selling them for ten taels apiece naturally brought substantial profits.

Hearing the price, the Red-Haired Man hesitated somewhat:

"Brother, your price is rather high. But in times like these, pills are worth more than gold. Ten taels it is. I'll buy one first."

As he spoke, he took out a banknote and bought a bottle of Bone Forging Pills.

This man's easygoing manner caught Bai Yu somewhat by surprise.

He recalled the first time he had sold medicine. Even for Essence Nourishing Powder that cost only a few hundred copper coins, the buyers had picked at every flaw.

Now that his strength was higher, others naturally trusted him a little more. They bought ten-tael pills without a second thought.

Once he displayed greater strength, people suddenly became more polite.

Bai Yu could not help sighing inwardly.

At this moment, seeing this, the other onlookers were greatly tempted as well. They stepped forward to inspect the goods, and many immediately took out their silver.

However, they did not dare buy too much, since they did not know how effective the pills were.

Most bought one or two pills. Even if they lost out, they would not lose much.

In less than half an hour, Bai Yu's Bone Forging Pills had sold out.

"Everyone, supplies are limited. Come back another day."

Bai Yu began packing up his stall.

He was not greedy. He only sold twenty bottles at a time, stopping after earning two hundred taels.

For a fourth-grade martial artist to conduct a business worth two or three hundred taels at a time would not draw attention.

It was not worth fighting a fourth-grade martial artist over two or three hundred taels of silver.

But if there were any more, some people might start entertaining crooked thoughts.

Seeing Bai Yu act so decisively, those who had failed to buy any could not help regretting their hesitation.

Bai Yu did not linger in the slightest. The moment he packed up his stall, he left.

The world was in chaos, yet the Black Market had instead grown ever more prosperous.

Many things rarely seen in ordinary times had appeared in the Black Market.

Bai Yu began looking around, hoping to find pills or cultivation methods for tempering the internal organs.

If he could buy a weapon that suited his hand, that would be even better.

He browsed for a long while but did not find anything he wanted.

There was no need to mention pills; nearly the instant they appeared, they were snapped up.

As for weapons and cultivation methods, they were either too expensive or obviously fake at a glance.

Bai Yu could not help complaining inwardly:

"There are more and more fakes in the Black Market these days. Someone dares call a knife brushed with bronze powder a divine weapon, the Dragon-Slaying Blade. Isn't that an insult to people's intelligence? They could at least plate it with a layer of gold."

"A perfectly good Black Market, turned into the same kind of fake-goods stall as Old Diao's."

Speaking of Old Diao, he was still calmly setting up his stall and selling antiques.

Bai Yu glanced at him from afar, only to see him flashing his gap-toothed, crafty grin as he haggled with someone:

"I won't ask for much. One fixed price: eighty thousand."

Fortunately, that person knew Old Diao's reputation as well. He immediately countered with five mace of silver and bought several ancient art books.

After making a full circuit, Bai Yu still had not found anything he liked and felt deeply disappointed.

"Looks like I can only make a trip to those pavilions."

Aside from the low-end stalls, the Black Market also had several magnificent pavilions, said to be properties of several major factions in Jiang City.

The goods sold inside the pavilions were naturally of far higher quality than those outside, but their prices were anything but cheap.

Since he could not find what he wanted outside, he could only try his luck in the pavilions now.

Doing as he decided, Bai Yu strode into a pavilion called the Myriad Treasures Pavilion.

The moment he entered, an attendant came up to greet him:

"Sir, what would you like to buy?"

This attendant moved with agility and was surprisingly a second-grade martial artist himself.

Even a mere attendant was a second-grade martial artist. This showed just how lavish the Myriad Treasures Pavilion was.

Bai Yu said in a hoarse voice:

"Do you have any pills that can temper the internal organs?"

The attendant smiled.

"Sir, I'm truly sorry, but our store does not have such pills."

"Not just our store. There may not be any in the entire Black Market right now."

"In normal times, our store would often have surplus pills. But over the past half month, everyone has been fighting like mad to buy them. If you want some, you can try placing an order in advance."

This was within Bai Yu's expectations.

Pills were scarce to begin with, and the higher their grade, the rarer they became.

The same was especially true for Bone Tempering and Organ Refining pills.

Even low-grade martial artists could strengthen themselves and lay a foundation early by taking these two kinds of pills.

Thus, these two kinds of pills had always been in short supply, let alone during these chaotic times.

After thinking it over, Bai Yu said:

"Then do you have any cultivation methods specifically for tempering the internal organs?"

Hearing this, the attendant slapped his thigh.

"Now isn't that a coincidence? If you had come a month earlier, sir, we truly might not have had any."

"But lately, more people have been selling cultivation methods. We happen to have several Organ Refining methods."

As he spoke, he took several cultivation manuals from the shelf and placed them before Bai Yu.

"Take your time, sir. All of these methods can temper the internal organs."

Each of these cultivation manuals was worth more than a hundred taels, yet they were displayed so openly, without fear that anyone would snatch them and run.

Bai Yu casually flipped through them.

The first was called the "Breathing and Circulation Secrets," a Yellow Rank, Middle Grade method with thirteen layers. After the tenth layer, it had a certain effect in tempering the internal organs.

Bai Yu decisively ruled this one out. He would have to cultivate it past the tenth layer before it could be useful.

Yet he urgently needed to increase his strength and had no time to proceed slowly.

The second was called the "Celestial Circulation Method," a Yellow Rank, High Grade mental cultivation method for circulating qi and blood.

This method could be used immediately, but tempering the internal organs was merely a secondary effect, and its results were extremely poor.

Bai Yu ruled this one out as well.

At last, he turned his gaze toward the third cultivation method.

The "Spirit Serpent Breath Art," a Profound Rank, Low Grade cultivation method specifically for tempering the internal organs and breath.

Bai Yu's heart stirred greatly.

This cultivation method was exactly what he urgently needed right now.

And most importantly, the Burial World Record had reacted.

Spirit Serpent Breath Art, Profound Rank, Low Grade. Compatibility with host's cultivation method: 82%.

This was also a cultivation method that could be fused, allowing him to directly inherit its original proficiency!

Bai Yu immediately made his decision. This was the one.

"Brother attendant, may I ask what prices these cultivation methods are selling for?"