Early in the morning on Nanyang Peak, Li Qing slowly emerged from a cave dwelling halfway up the mountain.
He and Shen Ningbing had each rented a cave dwelling. Ten days had quietly passed, and throughout those ten days, he had devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivation.
Gazing at the marketplace established between several spirit peaks, Li Qing gradually fell into thought.
"Renting a cave dwelling here costs twelve hundred spirit stones a year. The price is truly not low."
"Continuing to live off my savings, I'm afraid the spirit stones in my hands won't be enough to spend in a few years."
"It's time to make a living!"
Li Qing's gaze narrowed slightly. Then he leaped into the air, planted both feet atop the Spear of Wind, and flew toward the marketplace nestled between the peaks.
For a rogue cultivator like him, one who possessed cultivation skills, the best way to earn spirit stones was naturally to sell his craft.
As for those rogue cultivators who knew no trade at all, they could only roam about taking risks or accept all manner of commissions to earn spirit stones.
No matter what, Li Qing would not choose the latter. In the Great Desolation Region, he was unfamiliar with both the people and the land and could not make heads or tails of the situation. Rashly seeking opportunities in dangerous places or taking on commissions carried far too much risk.
Since he was a rogue cultivator, he naturally had to avoid all high-risk behavior!
With that thought in mind, Li Qing had already flown into Nanyang Marketplace.
This place was not particularly large. In terms of bustle and prosperity, it naturally could not compare with Xiangyang City.
However, most cultivators who came and went here possessed some means and strength. Quite a