This was a Secret Shop.
The surroundings were dimly lit, steeped in an eerie atmosphere.
It was said that this shop had powerful forces connected to the auction house backing it, and often had some good items on hand. Of course, not only were the prices far from cheap, but their origins were somewhat questionable as well.
The Secret Shop's proprietor was a middle-aged man in his forties, and his cultivation had astonishingly reached the late stage of Qi Refinement.
Seeing Aaron's disguised appearance enter, he smiled. "Fellow Daoist Tie... I have been awaiting you for quite some time."
After the two sat down, the proprietor continued, "As for inherited manuals on alchemy, artifact forging, formations, and the like... even first-rank ones are incomparably precious. If not for the righteous and demonic factions' war fifty years ago, which dragged on for over a decade and destroyed countless small clans and sects, scattering some inheritances to the four winds... you could forget about it."
"..." Aaron remained silent, waiting for the proprietor to continue.
He even suddenly felt a trace of delight.
The man had not shut the door completely. There seemed to be hope?
"However, after much inquiry, our shop learned that an alchemy inheritance will be sold at the upcoming auction. Though it is only first-rank, it should be enough for your use, Fellow Daoist, shouldn't it?"
The proprietor smiled pleasantly.
"Mm, and then?"
The dark-faced burly man Aaron had become did not change expression.
"As for the Demonic Flame Art, that is the Black Blood Sect's exclusive spell... The Black Blood Sect has always kept strict control over Dao soldiers. Difficult, difficult..."
The proprietor sighed. "Fortunately, Azure Cauldron Sect captured quite a few Demonic Flame cultivators during the war, and even searched their souls to force out the