Disciple Market (Second Update, Please Bookmark)

Disciple Market (Second Update, Please Bookmark)

Of course, though these menial disciples were puzzled, they did not react too strongly.

Menial disciples did not count as Yin Soul Sect disciples at all. Even if they were killed by an actual sect disciple, the worst punishment would be a whipping, and usually just a fine of a few Spirit Stones. What was more, Hu Donghan was a law enforcement disciple and had even provided a reasonable explanation. No one in the entire Yin Soul Sect would come seeking justice for a menial disciple.

Besides, this dead menial disciple had never been a particularly good person among the menials. Now that he was dead, most of them were probably even happier.

After returning to his room, Hu Donghan wore a faint, relaxed smile.

This menial had felt to Hu Donghan like a nail driven into his side. Now that he had pulled out that nail himself, he naturally felt much more at ease.

After a day of exhaustion, Hu Donghan merely sat in meditation to rest for a while before his thoughts began turning again.

The hidden dangers around me have all been cleared away. The most important thing now is to cultivate diligently and raise my cultivation.

According to what the girl said, her cultivation has already reached the Sixth Layer of Qi Refining Realm. The Qi Refining Realm has nine layers in total, with every three layers forming a level. The girl is only one final step away from the Late Qi Refining Realm. With her talent, reaching the Late Qi Refining Realm should not be difficult. My talent is poor; only by completing the cultivation of the Medicine Spirit Ghost as soon as possible can I rest easy.

The Medicine Spirit Ghost still lacks two steps. The first is to obtain a spiritual herb. I am tired today, so I should rest early. Tomorrow morning, I will first go to the market on Overlapping Peaks and trade for a spiritual herb. Of course, if I told the girl about it, none of this would be difficult. But if I ask the girl for help, I am afraid I will never be able to raise my head again for the rest of my life...

As he thought, Hu Donghan gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, just as Hu Donghan got up, a menial brought him a lavish meal from the dining hall. In the past, even if Hu Donghan had personally gone to the dining hall and specifically requested such food, he probably would not have gotten any. He casually took a few bites when two Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators came to his door. They politely asked about Hu Donghan killing a menial the previous night. Hu Donghan repeated his explanation from yesterday, and after recording it, the two Foundation Establishment cultivators promptly took their leave—

The deaths and injuries of menials on Overlapping Peaks were trivial matters. The two of them were only responsible for keeping records as a formality. Not to mention that the one who had done it was a law enforcement disciple. Furthermore, when they came over, Li Chengfeng, the Mad Demon Ancestor of Overlapping Peaks, had specifically instructed them to merely put on a show. Whoever tried to make trouble over it would have to bear the consequences himself.

Of course, the two of them truly could not understand why Hu Donghan, clearly a law enforcement disciple, lived in the outer sect disciples' quarters on Overlapping Peaks. Should not all law enforcement disciples have moved to Bloodbone Peak? In any case, this matter was steeped in strangeness. They did not dare involve themselves in it.

After making a few more preparations, Hu Donghan left his room and headed toward the Disciple Market within Overlapping Peaks.

The Disciple Market on Overlapping Peaks was really just a trading ground for inner sect and outer sect disciples. Transactions in the market could be guaranteed absolutely safe, but every item being traded had to have a source that could be clearly explained. Naturally, for this very reason, there were not many truly good items in such a market. To genuinely buy something valuable, one had to go to a market beyond the jurisdiction of the Yin Soul Sect.

Of course, buying and selling in those markets came at somewhat higher prices, and their safety was far from satisfactory. Even Yin Soul Sect disciples were often ambushed and killed. Some of those incidents were committed by Yin Soul Sect disciples, while others were the work of cultivators from other sects or Rogue Cultivators. Naturally, no one could clearly explain the specifics.

Hu Donghan only wanted to buy a spiritual herb this time, so there was no need for him to travel far away and risk danger. Buying it at an internal sect Disciple Market would suffice.

Before long, Hu Donghan arrived at the Disciple Market.

The moment Hu Donghan appeared in the attire of a law enforcement disciple, the disciples running stalls reacted like street vendors spotting city inspectors. Some hurriedly rearranged their goods, while others simply packed everything up, looking ready to flee at any moment.

Seeing this, Hu Donghan was naturally left rather speechless.

How could law enforcement disciples possibly have conflicts with these petty vendors? To most law enforcement disciples, their goods were not worth a fart! They only fled because the reputation of law enforcement disciples was simply too fearsome. Even if law enforcement disciples would not overturn their stalls, they still trembled in fear!

After wandering around for a while, Hu Donghan finally fixed his gaze on one particular stall.

This stall was densely covered with low-grade spiritual herbs, most of which Hu Donghan could name. Beside those herbs lay quite a few Soul Rings. Moreover, although the disciple running the stall showed some fear upon seeing Hu Donghan, he was not like the other disciples, as though he had seen a ghost. Buying spiritual herbs from such a person meant that at least Hu Donghan would not have to worry about someone dropping to his knees before a word was even spoken.

After looking over the spiritual herbs on the stall, Hu Donghan finally pointed to one of them and asked, "Junior Brother, may I ask how many Spirit Stones this Ghost Spirit Herb costs?"

The disciple running the stall hurriedly smiled. "Senior Brother Hu wants this Ghost Spirit Herb? I was fortunate enough to gather it near Two-Willow Mountain. If Senior Brother Hu wants it, you may simply take it..."

"You know me?" The moment Hu Donghan heard the man call him by his surname, he paid no attention to the rest. His face darkened as he coldly questioned him.

Hu Donghan was now full of vigilance toward people who seemed to recognize him the instant they met him!

The disciple froze slightly before smiling again. "Senior Brother Hu, you must be joking. You and I are both among this batch of newly admitted disciples, and I even live in the same courtyard as you. Naturally, I know you..." Seeing that Hu Donghan still could not remember, the disciple reminded him, "I live one row behind Senior Brother Hu, and I have met you more than a dozen times. Senior Brother Hu cultivates in his room every day, so perhaps you do not remember this junior brother..."

"You... do seem to be someone like that." Hu Donghan finally recalled that there did seem to be such a person in their courtyard. This man was also one of the few people in the entire outer sect disciples' quarters who did not look at others with contempt. "What was your name again?"

The disciple hurriedly replied, "My name is Lang Tianya."

Hu Donghan found the name quite familiar as well. After thinking it over, he finally confirmed that there really was such a person. Only then did he lower his guard and say, "So it is Junior Brother Lang."