From Liu Zi, Wang Xuan learned the ins and outs of setting up a stall in the Black Market. All he needed was to find an open spot with decent foot traffic and lay down a moisture-proof mat. The daily site fee was one hundred Luck Coins, quite affordable.
As he walked along the main street, he found that ordinary Players rarely had anything good in their hands. Martial arts from Low Martial Arts and Intermediate Martial Arts Worlds were scarce to begin with. High-tier skill books were either kept by the Players themselves or bought up by major factions at high prices; they were not casually put out for sale.
As he passed a skill book stall, Wang Xuan slowed slightly.
Several antiquely bound skill books lay casually on a coarse cloth mat spread across the ground. The stall owner was a calm-faced middle-aged man, sitting on a small stool with his eyes lowered, saying nothing. Even when he noticed someone stopping by, he did not look up to greet them.
Wang Xuan crouched down and scanned the titles: Prajna Palm, Shaolin Skanda Palm, Wudang Taiji Thirteen Forms, and Emei Returning Wind Willow Palm. All were classic martial arts from major sects.
He raised his eyes and asked, "Do any of these techniques have anything to do with High Martial Arts?"
The stall owner slowly looked up, his tone flat and indifferent. "You must be joking, sir. How precious are High Martial Arts techniques? How could they be casually displayed like this? This little stall of mine only has these presentable goods."
Wang Xuan shook his head, rose, and continued onward. He discovered that the Black Market stalls carried not martial arts skill books most often, but all kinds of technological creations from Origin Earth Star.
Quite a few