This mark...
Fang Xi gazed at the mark in the corner, his expression unchanged as he walked straight over.
He wandered around for a while longer before stopping in front of a stall covered with all kinds of demon-beast materials.
The stall owner was shrouded in a layer of dark green mist. Only a pair of blood-red eyes showed through it, radiating an indescribably evil feeling.
Seeing Fang Xi stop, he immediately let out a hoarse, grating laugh. "Esteemed customer, all these demon-beast materials of mine are as fresh as they come... Especially these few Heavenly Phoenix feathers. I went to tremendous trouble to pluck them alive from a Spirit Transmutation Heavenly Phoenix..."
I knew you were up to no good.
A glint of the Treasured Eyes Technique flashed in Fang Xi's eyes, and he immediately sensed that these "Heavenly Phoenix feathers" were off.
Thinking of the ones he often played with at home, he knew these were fakes.
Yet he had no idea what method the stall owner had used. At first glance, they looked so genuine that even the real thing could hardly surpass them.
There are quite a lot of fakes in this black market. It really tests one's eyesight... This Treasured Eyes Technique is still somewhat useful.
Fang Xi sneered a few times, rose, and was about to leave.
"Wait... It seems Fellow Daoist is an expert as well. I happen to have some truly good things here. Would you care to take a look?"
The red-eyed cultivator within the dark green mist suddenly spoke.
Do the sellers in this black market screen their customers too?
Fang Xi was speechless. "What do you have?"
The red-eyed cultivator gave a cold laugh and tossed over a jade box.
Fang Xi swept it with his divine sense. After