Underground Black Market

Su Yuan was quite curious about his current strength.

By now, he was practically inhuman.

His organs, flesh, blood, tendons, and bones were far stronger than those of an ordinary human.

Where did such strength rank in prosperous Magic City?

Su Yuan looked expectantly at the Grey Mirror.

Buzz—the Gray Mirror rippled hazily, and lines of text soon emerged.

[Strength Ranking: 1428]

"There are still 1,427 people stronger than me?" Su Yuan was not particularly surprised.

Magic City had a population of tens of millions and was one of the world's most prosperous cities. Who knew how many hidden experts it contained?

After just one round of cultivation, Su Yuan had risen from over twenty millionth place to the one-thousand-something range. He was already quite satisfied.

"What level of expert in the Xia Kingdom's cultivation world am I equivalent to now?"

Su Yuan continued asking.

Cultivators and superhumans existed in the nations of Blue Star.

Su Yuan had learned this long ago by asking the Grey Mirror.

For example, the strongest person in the Xia Kingdom was currently a Level 4 Lifeform, and the strongest person in the world was also a Level 4 Lifeform.

[Dark Force Grandmastery level]

The Grey Mirror gave its answer.

"Dark Force Grandmastery?"

Understanding dawned on Su Yuan.

The cultivation system of the Xia Kingdom's cultivation world was divided, in order, into—

Ming Jin, Dark Force, Huajin, Baodan...

Dark Force experts were already capable of holding down an entire region. Unless faced with firearms, they could easily fight ten or even a hundred opponents alone.

As for Huajin? Those at that level were even called masters.

Baodan experts... in the Grey Mirror's other classification, were also known as Level 1 Lifeforms.

Those who attained Baodan had flawless circulation of qi and blood and perfectly fulfilled minds. In ancient Xia Kingdom, they would have been considered immortals, and even emperors would have treated them with courtesy.

"If I complete fifteen rounds of cultivation and transform into a Level 1 Lifeform, what rank would I hold in Magic City?"

After pondering for a moment, Su Yuan asked.

For him, becoming a Level 1 Lifeform was merely a matter of time. He only needed to undergo fifteen rounds of cultivation.

The Gray Mirror blurred hazily before giving another answer.

[Rank 7]

Seeing the Gray Mirror's response, Su Yuan's spirits lifted.

Next.

Su Yuan rested for an hour.

Having consumed so much lingzhi and ginseng in such a short time, even though they had all been absorbed under the stimulation of acupuncture, he still needed proper rest and recuperation.

This was also why, according to the cultivation plan provided by the Grey Mirror, Su Yuan could only cultivate once a day.

The human body had limits, and cultivating once a day was Su Yuan's limit.

If he exceeded that limit, Su Yuan's body would collapse from the inside out.

Two hours later.

Su Yuan left Jinshan Villa District and returned to his school dormitory.

He packed all the various rare treasures he had collected over the past few days into two large suitcases, then brought them back to Villa 66.

Those treasures were worth more than thirty million, so Su Yuan naturally wanted to keep them right under his nose.

When he carried the two suitcases back to Jinshan Villa District, several security guards even wanted to come over and help.

However, Su Yuan refused them.

It was not because he feared they would discover the treasures inside the suitcases.

They were simply too heavy. The guards might not have been able to lift them.

Not to mention anything else, just the case of gold bars Su Yuan had retrieved from the bottom of the Pu River weighed nearly a hundred jin.

The remaining jade, statues, and antiques were not light either. Each suitcase weighed nearly two hundred jin on average.

Only Su Yuan, whose body had undergone a complete transformation, could carry one in each hand so effortlessly.

Inside Villa 66.

Su Yuan opened the two suitcases, looked at the many treasures, and fell into thought.

"These treasures need to be liquidated as soon as possible."

Su Yuan thought to himself.

The gold bars were not urgent. Gold had been hard currency in every era, and he could cash them out whenever he wanted. He could even use the gold directly for transactions.

But the other treasures, such as jade and antiques, required professionals to appraise them before they could be sold, making the process rather troublesome.

That was why Su Yuan planned to convert them into cash early.

His cultivation speed was too fast, and the cultivation resources he would need over the next fourteen days would be immense.

"To liquidate so many treasures all at once, the only option is Magic City's Underground Black Market."

Su Yuan thought to himself.

The so-called Underground Black Market was a place for trading contraband or items of unclear origin.

The treasures Su Yuan had acquired were certainly not stolen goods, but there were quite a few of them. The black market was the fastest and simplest route.

"Underground Black Market..."

Su Yuan looked at the Grey Mirror and began asking about Magic City's Underground Black Market.

Half a day later.

Su Yuan walked out of the villa district carrying a suitcase.

He then took a bus to a bustling street.

Magic City's Underground Black Market was extremely secretive. Only tycoons with a net worth exceeding one hundred million could meet the threshold for entry.

Of course, that was only the threshold. Whether one could actually enter also depended on an introduction from an insider.

Su Yuan placed the suitcase in locker number 56 in Zone C of the nearby mall, then walked out and stopped in front of a milk tea shop.

Not far from the milk tea shop stood an ordinary-looking pawnshop. Compared to the bustle of people passing by outside, the pawnshop was somewhat deserted, with few people coming and going.

Yet Su Yuan knew that this pawnshop was one of the entrances to Magic City's Underground Black Market.

Naturally, Su Yuan had not come this time intending to enter the Underground Black Market himself. Instead, he wanted the black market's person in charge to help him handle that batch of treasures.

With that in mind, Su Yuan suddenly stepped backward.

"Ow..."

A soft body bumped into him.

Su Yuan turned and saw a young girl clutching her forehead.

"Sorry."

Su Yuan apologized.

"Be more careful next time."

The girl's forehead was red, clearly from bumping into Su Yuan.

But seeing that Su Yuan had immediately apologized with a sincere attitude, she found it difficult to say anything more. She merely glared at him before walking into the milk tea shop beside them.

Su Yuan's expression remained calm. Once the girl entered, he flipped his right hand, and a pink phone appeared in it.

This pink phone naturally belonged to the girl. Su Yuan had temporarily borrowed it.

He picked up the phone, and the lock screen lit up.

After skillfully entering the lock-screen password, Su Yuan smoothly entered the phone's interface.

He then directly dialed the landline number of the pawnshop not far away.

Inside the pawnshop.

Two people sat behind the counter: a young man and a middle-aged man in his fifties.

On the surface, this pawnshop used its pawn business as a cover, but it was actually one of the entrances to Magic City's Underground Black Market.

The middle-aged man in his fifties was one of the Underground Black Market's managers. He specifically reviewed the identities of the many members entering the black market.

Not their real-world identities, but their identities within the Underground Black Market.

Every Underground Black Market member had their own membership serial number, which was used to determine their identity and rank.

The more one spent in the Underground Black Market, the higher their membership rank. Billionaires who had only recently joined were merely ordinary black market members.

As for truly high-ranking black market members, even a manager like the middle-aged man had to receive them with utmost caution. The power they wielded was enough to shake the very foundation of the Underground Black Market's existence.

"Uncle Sun, was that person just now also one of our members? What rank was he?"

Feeling bored, the young man could not help looking at the middle-aged man beside him, Uncle Sun.

"A member's identity is something you think you can ask about?" Uncle Sun frowned and rebuked him.

"Yes, yes, yes."

The young man immediately realized his mistake.

Yet inwardly, he judged that the man's membership rank was probably not high.

After all, from beginning to end, Uncle Sun's expression had not changed. He had not even glanced over, leaving the young man to receive the visitor entirely on his own.

Just then.

Ring, ring, ring—

The landline on the counter suddenly rang.

Seeing this, the young man immediately reached out and answered it.

"Hello."

The young man said nothing more and waited for the person on the other end to speak.

"I'm looking for Sun Lao Liu."

A low voice whose gender could not be distinguished sounded from the other end.

"Sun Lao Liu?"

The young man was slightly startled.

He then realized that Sun Lao Liu here probably referred to Uncle Sun.

"Uncle Sun."

The young man immediately looked at the middle-aged man, picked up a pen, and wrote the words "Looking for Sun Lao Liu" on a sheet of paper.

"Hmm?"

Uncle Sun's pupils contracted slightly.

Many people knew his surname was Sun, but those who addressed him as Sun Lao Liu...

Uncle Sun's expression grew slightly solemn. He immediately rose and took the phone.

"Hello."

Uncle Sun spoke gravely.

"I have a batch of goods. Help me handle them," the low voice on the other end said calmly.

"No problem." Uncle Sun nodded, then probed, "May I ask for your membership number, sir?"

"SED2384..."

The low voice reported a serial number composed of letters and digits.

At first, Uncle Sun's expression remained unchanged, but as the membership number became more complete, the respect on his face grew stronger. He even began to hunch over as he held the phone.

The young man beside him stared wide-eyed.