Liver Become Mortal Sword Immortal

No wonder everyone here wore cloaks.

Things like murder and robbery were a welcome sight here. No one would sympathize with you. Whether buyer or seller, everyone had to keep a close eye on those who approached.

After all, most Marketplaces had formed spontaneously among Cultivators. Those maintaining order were never much use, but when it came time to take their cut, they clung like a shadow.

Yun Shu was wandering through the Marketplace as well.

But unlike Chu Huangyue's aimless stroll, he was genuinely moving swiftly past stall after stall.

He could no longer spare attention to following Chu Huangyue.

What was the point of following a plot device? Treasures were what truly mattered!

To him, Chu Huangyue's appearance meant a stroke of fortune!

Though this fortune had been bestowed upon Chu Huangyue by the heavens, before she obtained it, it was still ownerless.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Shu stopped before a stall.

The stall owner was a middle-aged—young man? His face was covered in a thick beard.

Based on the clues from the plot, Yun Shu had practically identified the man before him.

Of course, he had moved much faster than Chu Huangyue, so he still had room for trial and error.

"How many Qi Nurturing Pills for this Broken Sword Fragment?" Yun Shu asked.

It was something resembling a Broken Sword Fragment, mottled with rust, as though it had been buried deep underground for a very long time.

No one knew how the Long Sword had broken, nor where this fragment had come from.

"You've come to the right place. This broken sword is said to be a sacred relic once wielded by a supreme expert of Myriad Sword Pavilion. Back then, that expert used this Long Sword to cleave a cliff in two. Its might was unfathomable even to ghosts and gods..."

"..." He made it sound like a story.

Yun Shu had no interest in wasting words with him. "Then how did the sword break?"

The young man's voice caught, and panic flashed across his face. Just as he was about to gather his words, Yun Shu had already handed over a bottle of Qi Nurturing Pills.

"There are ten inside."

"That's far too few..." the young man said.

"Oh." Yun Shu made to pull the Qi Nurturing Pills back.

"Huh?" The bearded young man hurriedly grabbed it, then said with a flattering smile, "Let's make friends, brother. Consider this one a gift from me. Remember to come by my stall again next time."

Without another word, Yun Shu picked up the broken sword.

He could barely suppress the excitement in his heart.

He carefully put away the Broken Sword Fragment.

"Fellow Cultivator, have we met somewhere before?" A clear, lovely voice rang out, making Yun Shu's steps falter.

But Yun Shu did not stop. His figure was like a ghost as he left the place directly.

Yun Shu continued searching through a few similar stalls just in case he had made a mistake, but he found nothing.

Then this was the one!

Without pausing, Yun Shu left the Marketplace before he even had time to sell his Martial Techniques.

Holding the broken sword, Yun Shu looked back and saw that Chu Huangyue had not followed him.

But that was only natural.

Chu Huangyue should have only sensed things vaguely, whether regarding the Broken Sword Fragment or him.

At present, she had not even reached the Qi Condensation Stage and had not developed more methods for using Mental Energy. Naturally, the information she received was extremely limited; her senses were merely somewhat sharper than an ordinary person's.

In the plot, she only obtained all the information about the fragments later on, after collecting more Long Sword fragments.

As for once the fragment had fallen into Yun Shu's hands, there was no need to collect more fragments. Of course he would melt it down directly!

Not to mention he did not have such great luck—even if all the Long Sword fragments were laid out before him, they might be of no use to him right now. Melting it down and adding it to a new sword was the practical choice. As for any fragments afterward, he would deal with them afterward.

Seeing Lin Yang Far Behind, Yun Shu said, "Let's go. We're heading back."

"Have you sold all those Martial Techniques, Junior Brother Yun?"

Lin Yang walked over from outside, surprise in his eyes. He had not bought a cloak; he was only here to broaden his horizons, so there was no need to hide his identity.

"Mm, more or less." Yun Shu nodded lightly. "I obtained some other things. Let's put the matter of the Martial Techniques aside for now."

Lin Yang had no objections. "Then let's head back."

Though they had not been inside for long, they had at least looked through everything outside the Marketplace.

As for the merchant associations in the deepest part, he had never expected to enter them.

Though entry tokens for those merchant associations were not things like Qi Nurturing Pills, they were still beyond his reach. One had to be able to create some value for those associations, or possess status, before being allowed inside.

Of course, the status of an Inner Sect Disciple of Myriad Sword Pavilion was absolutely sufficient.

It was not too outrageous, either. After all, those merchant associations only catered to a certain group of people.

Most people could already find what they wanted in the Marketplace outside.

The Marketplace truly had cheap prices, plenty of traffic, and good goods. This was where ordinary disciples like them traded; they just had to keep their eyes sharp.

"Alright."

The two left together and exchanged their Jade Tokens for ten Qi Nurturing Pills.

"If you borrowed ten Qi Nurturing Pills, you should be able to get in as well. Though by then, you might only be able to look around," Lin Yang said with a smile.

However, seeing that Yun Shu seemed somewhat distracted, Lin Yang said nothing more.

"Did Junior Brother Yun obtain something rather important?" After passing through the Mountain Gate, Lin Yang casually asked.

"Perhaps. Or perhaps not. After all, opportunities and fate are tightly bound together," Yun Shu sighed for no apparent reason.

He did not know whether it was or not. He would have to try before he could find out.

Even after returning to his residence, Chu Huangyue's words still echoed in Yun Shu's mind. At that moment, the not-too-violent pounding of his heart was distinctly audible.

He poured himself a cup of water and drank it in one gulp.

Then he took off the black robe he was wearing.

It had long since lost its effect, but it could still conceal his appearance from others. To Yun Shu, such things were still necessary.

The Scripture Pavilion had five floors in total.

The first floor was for handing in and accepting missions, and it also bought back Cultivation Resources such as Martial Techniques at fairly ordinary prices.

The second and third floors stored books.

The fourth floor was where one could purchase things such as Talismans and medicinal pills.

Yun Shu planned to visit it before long. Talismans that could conceal one's aura would still be quite useful when he went out to carry out missions.

He was not yet qualified to learn talisman-drawing, so he could only buy them.

Without thinking about anything else, Yun Shu took out the shattered fragment.

It was irregularly shaped and covered in rust. Yellow, green, and red—the colors and shapes of the rust all appeared utterly ordinary.

It was about the size of a palm, its irregular form showing just how severely the sword's main body had shattered.

If it truly possessed no mystic quality, then even a bottle of Hundred Herbs Liquid would be too much to trade for this broken piece of iron.

The Female Protagonist could slowly haggle, but Yun Shu did not have that much time. If things dragged on any longer, Yun Shu might have simply killed and robbed her.

The Marketplace itself had formed spontaneously from numerous Cultivators. Though fighting was prohibited inside, as long as one acted swiftly and directly wiped someone out, at most one would only need to compensate the Marketplace with some money. Who would pursue the matter so thoroughly when there was money to be made, much less over a dead person?

Only the territory of the merchant associations truly prohibited fighting. No one dared cause trouble there.

Even after being shaken off like that, the Female Protagonist had still followed him. Thus, in that Bearded Youth's eyes, Yun Shu was likely some utterly enormous sucker.

Yun Shu did not care about the Qi Nurturing Pills. All he cared about was whether the fragment before him was the Broken Sword Fragment that had appeared in the story.

At a certain moment, Yun Shu's immense blood and vitality erupted as he attempted to activate the fragment.

But clearly, the fragment did not budge in the slightest. There was not even a trace of mystery about it; it truly looked no different from an ordinary piece of iron.

Yun Shu was not discouraged. Instead, a faint delight rose in his heart.

Still, even an ordinary piece of iron should react somewhat when driven by such blood and vitality, able to act like a sword. As long as it differed from an ordinary piece of iron, that was enough.

The next moment, Yun Shu summoned his Sword Intent.

The iron fragment hummed and trembled.

"Go!"

Screech.