Underground Trade

Underground Trade

"Lin Huan, tell us. What are your thoughts on this marriage alliance?" With Lin Yu still present this time, Lin Xuanmu directly brought up the marriage alliance. Speaking of which, that little girl Ding Meng was indeed rather endearing.

"Elder, our Lin Family has always been a closed-off Lineage. Because of my son, we have completely opened up this time. I fear the Ding Family will soon do the same. Since that is the case, why not handle these matters according to the rules of our Ancient City?"

After hearing this, Lin Xuanmu felt it made some sense and nodded. However, the expressions of Lin Yu's uncles were far from pleasant. Back when Lin Xiakun had been named for the marriage alliance, the delight in their eyes had been impossible to hide.

Who knew how many benefits they had received from Lin Bai? But it did not matter. Lin Yu stretched lazily and said, "You can discuss those matters yourselves. I'm heading out. I heard there has been an underground trade outside lately. Maybe I can find something good. I'm off."

"Elder, this..." This was a Lineage assembly. No one had ever dared to leave directly like Lin Yu. Lin Xuanmu glanced at the crowd, waved his hand, and said, "It's fine. If he has left, then let him leave. It will be easier for us to discuss these matters without him here. But you, child, really do take marriage lightly." Lin Huan was stunned when he heard that.

"He was not like this before either. Who knows what he encountered during that trip outside? Since he has gone out, then let him go!" After leaving the meeting hall, Lin Yu stretched again. Looking at all those faces inside truly made him uncomfortable. Rather than that, he might as well leave and have some fun outside.

"Brother Yu, why did you come out instead of staying properly inside?" Lin Yu spotted Lin Fenfang on a fruit tree.

"So it's Sister Fenfang! It's a little stuffy in there. I want to go out and have some fun, so I'll be leaving first." If Lin Fenfang really latched onto him, he would be doomed to take her along.

The Underground Exchange was no good place. People eating people was an everyday occurrence there. Those entering and leaving usually needed to disguise themselves or wear masks.

Lin Yu also altered his appearance with spiritual power. In truth, not just anyone could enter a place like this.

This Underground Exchange avoided all legitimate trading methods and was a trading site established in Many-Cities City. The prices demanded were not high to begin with, and all handling fees were waived. Seeing this, Lin Yu secretly thought, Anyone without a bit of strength simply cannot come to a place like this.

Lin Yu could clearly sense that the aura emanating from those people was truly chilling.

Their killing intent was heavier than the next. If a trade truly went through, who knew what kind of scene would follow? Lin Yu stretched lazily and passed shop after shop, but found nothing he wanted. When he saw someone walking over, he asked, "Brother, are there any auctions for trades here?"

"Kid, you want an auction in a place like this? Have you gone mad?" The man found Lin Yu's words somewhat laughable, but he still explained with a trace of kindness on his face.

"It's my first time in a place like this, so I don't understand much. Thank you for telling me, Brother." He clasped his hands toward the man, then turned and left without sensing anything amiss.

"These spiritual herbs really could feed me for who knows how long. Yet they're so expensive here—it's killing me!" Lin Yu looked around as if he were going mad. He now understood just how poor he was.

He carefully checked his storage ring. There were still some Spirit Stones inside, all taken from the Lineage. He could go without resources, but he could not go without money!

When he reached a shop, Lin Yu took a liking to a medicinal herb. It was three-leaf grass, naturally carrying a trace of toxicity. Since Lin Yu cultivated poison within his body, it could serve perfectly as nourishment for him. The price was not bad either—two low-grade Spirit Stones. He walked over and said to the shop owner, "Three-leaf grass, ten stalks." Upon hearing him, the owner quickly went to the back room and took out ten stalks of three-leaf grass.

"Young master, keep them safely yourself. If anything happens, our shop bears no responsibility whatsoever." Lin Yu gave them a glance and nodded. With a wave of his hand, he put the three-leaf grass directly into his storage ring.

"Hey, shopkeeper, what are they hawking up ahead?" Since he had already bought something and heard the cries of a seller, but there were too many people gathered there for him to squeeze through, he could only ask the shopkeeper.

"Oh, you mean that shop up ahead? It seems they obtained a piece of Superior Dark Iron. No matter what price anyone offers, they refuse to sell it. It looks like they want to barter for something instead!" After hearing the shopkeeper, Lin Yu thanked him once more and turned toward that shop.

At that moment, voices calling out offers were already rising from there.

"A second-grade spiritual herb, bamboo yellow. Could it be exchanged for this item?"

"How many jin are you planning to trade for it?"

"One stalk..."

"You think far too highly of bamboo yellow." The shop owner had not even considered bamboo yellow worthy of notice, much less acceptable for a trade. There was not a chance in hell.

Seeing this, Lin Yu found it somewhat amusing, though he did not laugh aloud. At that moment, another voice rang out. "A mid-grade Dark Bow. Can it be exchanged?"

Lin Yu heard this and secretly thought, Can't you see they have Superior Dark Iron? With it, they might even forge a Spirit Artifact. What use would they have for that bow?

"I already have this. Why would I need a bow? No trade."

Many people who had wanted to buy it left one after another. They had yet to figure out what exactly the man wanted when they heard Lin Yu call out, "One drop of First-Rank Magic Beast blood essence. Will that do?"

"Too little." Lin Yu was startled. Magic Beasts were scarce to begin with, and now the price was being raised. It seemed like a loss, yet perhaps he would not lose much after all.

"Fine. Three drops—three drops at most." A hint of a smile appeared on the old man's face. Three drops of blood essence—he would not be taking a loss.

"Deal." At last, hearing that one word, the onlookers were somewhat incredulous. The old man had severe injuries and needed blood essence to recover. None of them had expected that.

"Little brother, I'll offer one thousand low-grade Spirit Stones to buy it. Would that be acceptable?" A middle-aged man nearby spoke up.

"You all know the value of a single drop of blood essence..."

"Ah... that's right, that's right. Ancient City's high-level forging master, Gao Gan..." In that instant, many people recognized the man's identity. Yet Lin Yu merely turned and left, not treating him as anything worth noting.

The middle-aged man did not press the matter. Since the other party did not want to sell, what could he do?