Met in Humble Beginnings

The shopkeeper looked at Chen Fei in utter surprise. Aperture Refining Realm cultivators coming to Black City Market to sell Spirit Artifacts was nothing new. Though not particularly common, it happened from time to time.

But those who came to sell Mid-grade Spirit Artifacts were exceedingly rare. This shop had operated in Black City Market for more than a decade, yet it had handled fewer than ten Mid-grade Spirit Artifacts.

After all, those capable of possessing Mid-grade Spirit Artifacts were generally Mid-stage Aperture Refining Realm experts. Among Rogue Cultivators, most who reached the Aperture Refining Realm were only in the Early Stage Aperture Refining Realm.

Even within sects, Mid-stage Aperture Refining Realm cultivators were not numerous. Only overlord-level forces would have their numbers rise.

Those willing to sell things in Black City Market usually had questionable origins. In other words, a Mid-grade Spirit Artifact might represent a Mid-stage Aperture Refining Realm expert.

"This sword is of pure material, brimming with spirituality, and shows little wear. How about two hundred and eighty-seven yuan stones?"

The smile on the shopkeeper's face grew broader, not only because the deal would bring substantial profits, but also because of Chen Fei's strength. Whether it was Chen Fei himself or someone behind him, anyone capable of killing a Mid-stage Aperture Refining Realm expert deserved respect.

"Fine."

The smile on Chen Fei's face also deepened. There was no other reason—the yuan stones he received satisfied him greatly.

A quarter hour later, Chen Fei left the shop. He had sold two Low-grade Spirit Artifacts and one Mid-grade Spirit Sword there, earning a total of three hundred and sixty-seven yuan stones.

Inside the shop, Chen Fei had used part of the yuan stones to purchase some spiritual pills.

Compared with the cumbersome yuan stones, pills took up far less