After a pleasant chat, Kerry asked, "Mr. Li Wei... Are you interested in so secret exchange circles?"
"Secret gatherings?" Zhong Shenxiu smiled, "I thought that at the flea nest, most of what’s needed concerning the mysteries could be bought..."
"Yes, but there are always so things not suitable to be sold openly, such as forbidden knowledge, corrupt and tainted cursed objects, as well as so confidential commissions... I’ve just entered such a circle, and it is very... high-end!"
Kerry sighed, "It’s just that the prices are really too steep... I saw so ritual knowledge about spiritual communication, and the seller wanted a full 130 pounds!"
"Ti? Location?"
Zhong Shenxiu asked indifferently.
"The next gathering is in two days, at the flea nest, the most convenient place... one must be led by an acquaintance, and I already have the experience."
Kerry proudly introduced his own experience.
’One must admit, apart from his low strength, his ability to explore these circles is comndable...’
Zhong Shenxiu caught the implication and smiled, "How much would it cost for you to take to that eting?"
"10 pounds, only 10 pounds!"
Kerry replied quickly, staring at his shriveled purse and unconsciously swallowing his saliva.
"That’s fine... in two days, I will wait for you at the entrance of the Royal College."
Zhong Shenxiu waved his hand, and Old Brown stepped forward proficiently to pay...
"You truly are a generous gentleman!"
Kerry said with both gratitude and excitent.
...
Two days later.
The flea nest.
Zhong Shenxiu and Kerry got off the carriage, changed into nondescript, common clothing, and entered the crowded throng.
"We need to use the crowd to hide our tracks well and change our attire again to shake off any possible surveillance."
Kerry turned into a gloomy and dead-end alley and passed over a mask, "Those secret gatherings are more dangerous than the flea nest, not only because there’s a possibility of counterfeit goods, but sotis even the mbers’ lives aren’t guaranteed; hence, concealing one’s identity is a good choice."
Zhong Shenxiu complied and put it on, following Kerry to a tal gate.
Kerry approached and knocked on the door, two soft taps followed by three heavy ones.
A window opened above the iron door, revealing a pair of vigilant eyes, "Who is it?"
"Naless ones!"
Kerry hoarsely whispered, slipping in a business card.
"Co in!"
The eyes disappeared, and the iron door was promptly pulled open.
Zhong Shenxiu followed Kerry inside, through a long corridor, into a vast room.
The floor was covered with supple, silky woolen carpets, and the periter adorned with silver candlesticks; the dim yellow light allowed them to see a circle of chairs huddled together.
So were empty, others were already taken.
Kerry and Zhong Shenxiu went over and took two vacant seats.
Half an hour later, when most of the seats were filled, a person wearing a black iron mask spoke first, "I am honored that you all have co to the gathering I am hosting. I am ’the Earl’, and I hope everyone will abide by the rules! Now, let’s begin..."
His voice was calm, but carried an authoritative force that unconsciously made one want to follow, obviously a person of high rank and an extraordinary being who was also the guarantee of fair trade at the gathering.
"In order of precedence, it should start with . I seek to purchase the third sequence position—’Swordsman’—mysterious knowledge. Heh, don’t tell to go to the military, the very reason I haven’t joined is to avoid their restraints..."
A person in a black robe stood up first, very tall, at least over two ters.
The crowd stirred, and a woman dressed like a witch stood up and asked, "What about ’Knight’? It is also promoted from ’Warrior’..."
"No, not necessary... The path beyond ’Knight’ is too arduous. Where am I going to find a dragon?"
The tall individual promptly refused.
"Actually...most extraordinary beings can only stay within the first four sequence positions... The door to legend isn’t so easily opened," the witch offered so advice.
"Thank you, but I do not need it." The tall person was insistent and then regretfully realized no one else was getting up to continue the trade, resulting in a failed transaction.
He sat down disappointedly. Another person in a white robe and masked lightly stood up, scanned the circle of participants with a light laugh, and opened their mouth to speak, "After Black Fog dissipated, I beca very interested in the mysteries of the Eastern lands. I am willing to pay a high price for them..."
This person looked expectantly at the participants.
’I think you’re fishing, possibly with official backing?’ Zhong Shenxiu thought to himself in silence.
After all, the Eastern and Western mystical systems aren’t really that compatible.
For instance, because he dabbled a bit in the Western mystical system, and bore the taint of contamination, Master Jiu Ru had concluded that he had no hope of achieving the Primordial Pill in this lifeti.
Eastern Cultivators value purity above all else.
Western professionals also do not advocate dual professions, seeing it as a waste of ti and energy.
Only high-ranking Primordial Spirits like himself could truly start dabbling in such things.
And obviously, such powerhouses wouldn’t attend a gathering like this.
’So... it might be a fishing expedition. If there are any Eastern Cultivators among the attendees, they might not be able to resist selling their scriptures... Surely no one is that foolish?’
Zhong Shenxiu waited for a while, but saw no one rising to participate.
The person in the white robe sat down disappointedly, while soone next to him couldn’t wait to stand up, displaying an ancient bronze eye, "I want to sell this cursed object. It’s called the ’Gazing Eye.’ Once infused with spirit, it can produce three illusory eyes for surveillance... The negative effect is prolonged use leads to reduced vision..."
...
One trade after another was initiated, so succeeded, but most failed.
Finally, it was Zhong Shenxiu’s turn.
He stood up, his tone calm, "I am very interested in the mysteries of sequence positions, especially those above the fifth sequence position. I’m not purchasing any specific professional knowledge, I just hope soone can elaborate generally. Knowledge is precious, so I am willing to pay in gold pounds as compensation, depending on the level of value you place on it."
This range of acquisition was too broad yet sowhat narrow. For a mont, the assembly fell silent, unsure of how to respond.
"Ha ha... It has been a long ti since I’ve seen soone so interesting."
The Earl chuckled softly, "I would like to engage in this transaction. Would you like to move aside for a private conversation?"
"No, just speak here. I don’t mind sharing, and everyone here are excellent judges and contributors."
Zhong Shenxiu said magnanimously.
Imdiately, he earned a collection of looks that seed to regard him as either a tycoon or a fool.
"An interesting proposal. Then, I shall begin... The fifth sequence position is also known as the Door of Legend, the Gate of Legend, strictly controlled by the major powers. The sixth sequence position, however, is known as ’Demigod’!"
The Earl stopped there, looking at Zhong Shenxiu.
"I think it’s worth 50 pounds!"
Zhong Shenxiu nodded, called over a servant, and pulled out a purse to pour out the gold pounds.
That golden radiance seed to even bewitch the Earl’s eyes for a mont.
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