Old Man

'A shop leaning towards evil?'

Sulu felt a chill run down his spine, but he didn't turn around and leave immediately.

After all, I had already visited most of the regular stores without finding anything worthwhile, so I could only try my luck in these little Black Demon shops.

Although most of the items sold there are dangerous, they are still subject to the rules of the market.

He was Inspiration, and suddenly felt that colorful lights appeared around him.

Some are profound, some are vibrant, some are sinister...

Suddenly, a black hole appeared, not only swallowing its probe but also tugging at its Inspiration!

"That is..."

Sulu's gaze was involuntarily drawn to it, and he discovered a black wooden box displayed on a shelf.

The surface of the wooden box is covered with many intricate patterns, which together form strange symbols.

"Gulam Language? It seems to be a variant of it..."

Ancient languages have undergone changes over a long history.

If Sulu hadn't raised his Gulam Language level to LV4, he might not have been able to recognize it at a glance.

Even so... a complete analysis will require further research...

He stared at the surface of the wooden box, a strange light gleaming in his eyes, as if trying to separate the writing from the meaningless symbols:

"... Darkness... Sacrifice... Return Gift..."

Sulu roughly deciphered the meaning of a few characters, and connecting that to the earlier devouring, his expression subtly changed. "It's actually this kind of thing..."

Offering sacrifices to any hidden being carries a terrible danger.

Needless to say, the opening chapters directly point to darkness!

"Ahem... It's rare to have a guest here. How may I help you?"

An old man who looked like he was about to cough himself to death emerged from behind the shop and slowly asked a question.

Despite the long wait of customers, the poor service at this restaurant indicates that its business is not doing well.

"I want..."

Before Sulu could even open his mouth, the coughing old man immediately said, "That box... you can get it for ten Gold Dragon."

'Now I'm even more convinced there's a trap inside...'

Sulu's face stiffened. "I don't need it... What I need is a potion, or a formula, that can permanently improve my physique!"

"Well..."

The coughing old man thought for a moment and said, "I think I have one saved here. Let me look for it."

He slowly rummaged through the containers, dragging out a dusty box from a corner. "Found it... phew!"

The old man blew away the dust, revealing an ancient symbol.

He opened the box and pulled out a yellowed parchment. "Have you ever heard of... Flesh Ritual?"

"I've heard of it..."

Sulu never expected that such high-end knowledge would be sold here.

However, he has already tried once, so there is no possibility of improvement.

"Here is a potion recipe called ' Craig's Flesh '! It was created by a [Blood Mage] Inspiration by Flesh Ritual... It can greatly increase a person's physical constitution."

What are its potential risks?

Sulu was not attracted, or rather, did not show any urgency.

He knew that such potions, which favored evil forces, often came with terrifying costs or side effects.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been kept hidden away for so many years.

"Ahem... Its difficulty lies mainly in the raw materials, requiring a large amount of fresh flesh and blood... As for the side effects, the user will most likely be attacked by vengeful spirits... More importantly, it's a 'forbidden drug' prohibited by the Church; once discovered, hehe..."

The old man smiled and said, "For this reason, you can get it for five hundred Gold Dragon, which is an absolutely favorable price... Of course, once you leave this room, I won't acknowledge this deal."

'I can no longer use the Flesh Ritual, but the developed potion might be able to... As for the consequences, let's confirm them first...'

Sulu's eyes flickered. "I need to test it first."

"Of course, but only half."

The old man rolled up the parchment and unfolded half of it on the table.

"Craig's Flesh!"

"Main ingredients: Fresh flesh and blood (massive quantity), Night Qilin Horse bone meal, Bloodthirsty Beast blood..."

Production process:...

"It should be true."

Based on his experience with the Sivinardo Flesh Ritual, Sulu made a judgment.

With a flick of his right hand, a bag of Gold Dragon appeared on the table.

"Are you kidding me...? Cough cough..."

The coughing old man glanced at the money pouch. "There isn't even a hundred Gold Dragon in here... but if you're willing to stake your right glove, I can give you back four thousand Gold Dragon!"

"Hehe..."

Sulu sneered and poured out a revolver along with a large quantity of special bullets, "Add these to the mix!"

The coughing old man's expression changed. "Standard bullets from the Bureau 11, made by the [Alchemy Master]! You're an agent from the Bureau 11?"

"No, I just found these by chance. What do you think of a trade?"

Sulu asked with a smile.

The coughing old man seemed stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

If Sulu is an agent of the Bureau 11, the evidence against him for selling banned drugs is irrefutable!

If not, that's even more terrifying, meaning the other party attacked Bureau 11 agent! They're definitely a ruthless and insane criminal!

"Make a deal!"

He stared at Sulu's mask, seemingly trying to see through it, but ultimately nodded helplessly.

"Thanks."

Sulu picked up the parchment, ignoring the other strange things in the shop, and turned to leave.

The pistol and bullets were actually stolen goods, and selling stolen goods is very troublesome. However, the other party's shop didn't look legitimate, so they should have some channels for doing so.

This is a win-win choice.

Although it has a slight element of intimidation.

'However... I can't sense his presence at all... I can only confirm that he's a professional.'

It is difficult to discern a spellcaster's class from their appearance, even for physical spellcasters.

If Sulu wants to observe everything, he would have to enter the Mind World directly.

But he's just a Black Demon shopkeeper; the transaction is already complete, so why bother?

The Exchange Conference is imminent, and there are many extraordinary individuals from outside the region. There might even be a fifth-tier legendary figure hidden among them!

Faced with such an existence, even with his most skilled ability to observe the Mind World, Sulu wasn't confident he wouldn't be discovered.

If you are caught trying to pry into the background of a stranger, it will almost certainly provoke hostility.

He arrived at the entrance and waited for half an hour before Rhode approached, his pockets bulging.

"How about it?"

"A considerable harvest."

Sulu said, "I think... this exchange might be dangerous. Perhaps we should be more cautious, for example... observe from a distance first."

"I don't care..."

Rhode had no intention of advancing in the short term. "It's just a bit of a pity, though. I just received news... the exchange event will consist of both auctions and private exchanges, and will last for seven days. Each day will have a highlight auction item, such as the ' Gate of Otherworlds ' on the first day!"