This place is not even a comrcial area officially recognized by Great Wind City. It is just a place where many rchants gather spontaneously.
Many low-level cultivators, even mortals, set up stalls here to sell so unknown items.
In fact, the items they sell are not worth much. In the eyes of a Foundation Building stage cultivator like ng Zhang, they are just junk.
Is it possible to find Foundation Building Pill here? ng Zhang was a little skeptical.
However, considering that the results of Grand Evolving Fortune-Calculated had never been wrong, ng Zhang slowly walked into this area.
The alley was not wide to begin with, and the many stalls on both sides made it even narrower.
Not only many low-level cultivators, but also many mortals, were coming and going here.
The alley was bustling with people, and almost packed to the brim.
The junk on the stalls was worthless in ng Zhang's eyes, but both the stall owners and custors took it very seriously.
The sound of haggling continued without a break.
Many low-level cultivators lingered on the stalls, hoping to find a big bargain.
Many mortals, with their clever tongues, also made a living by buying high and selling low.
Many foreign cultivators would be cheated by these mortals if they were not careful.
As long as they could succeed in one business, it would be enough for these mortals to live on for a long ti.
ng Zhang would occasionally see so stall owners and custors talking for a few minutes, and then they would leave here mysteriously and enter the darker and more secluded corner next door. This reminded ng Zhang of the scene of buying discs on the street in his previous life.
ng Zhang activated his Deception Breaking Eye and scanned the stalls on the street.
Sure enough, all the stalls were filled with junk.
A cunning stall owner may be able to use his good speech and so deliberately made counterfeits to deceive foreign cultivators and inexperienced rookie cultivators.
Not to ntion a Foundation Building stage cultivator like ng Zhang, even a Qi Refining stage cultivator with a little bit of eye would not be easily fooled.
In fact, many cultivators who are proud of their identity would not co to this place at all.
They regard this place as a garbage dump and never set foot in it.
ng Zhang had no intention of looking down on this place. On the contrary, because of the thick human atmosphere and life atmosphere here, he felt a strong sense of familiarity.
The street was too crowded, so ng Zhang's pace was very slow.
He did not rush, and walked slowly, taking his ti and looking around.There were a few small incidents in the middle, and several tis, so mortal children, even so low-level cultivators, tried to get close to him, taking advantage of the crowd to steal from him.
ng Zhang, who was in a good mood, did not bother to argue with these people. He lightly circulated his true qi and sent them flying.
ng Zhang, who showed rcy, had no intention of injuring anyone in public.
These people were not fools. After a few attempts, they knew that ng Zhang was not to be trifled with. They imdiately changed their target and focused on soone else.
ng Zhang had already walked around the area for a long ti. When he passed by a stall, he felt a stir in his heart and imdiately knew that the opportunity he had calculated was right here.
He glanced at the stall owner.
The stall owner was about thirty years old, with a Qi Refining Second Stage cultivation base.
Although he was a cultivator, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, and his limbs often twitched involuntarily. He looked like a weak and sickly person.
The true qi in his body was also turbid and unstable, and it could collapse at any ti.
Looking at his hollow body, ng Zhang didn't know how long he has left. The items on the stall were even more worthless, not even worth the attention of a Qi Refining cultivator, let alone a mortal.
Although he knew that this was the place where the opportunity appeared, ng Zhang's footsteps did not stop, and he walked through here calmly.
He had just walked not far away when a few burly, strong n swaggered over from the other side and stood in front of the stall owner.
"Ye, when are you going to pay back the debt you owe my master?"
The first man asked fiercely.As soon as the few burly n appeared, the stall owner showed a fearful expression and tried to avoid them, but it was too late.
Hearing the other side's impolite question, he smiled in a flattering way.
"Please tell your master, brothers, if you can give a few more days. As soon as I sell the goods in my hands, I will imdiately repay the debt."
The burly man looked disdainfully at the items on the stall.
"With this pile of junk, you expect to be able to sell it? Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?"
The burly man's tone beca more fierce.
"That's right, surnad Ye, your reputation has long been ruined, and you thought you could catch a fat sheep?"
"You piece of trash, you have disgraced your ancestors."
...
The other burly n also began to curse.
Perhaps they felt that cursing was not enough, and the few burly n went up to the stall owner and beat him up.
No matter how much the stall owner pleaded, the few burly n did not stop, beating him until his nose was swollen and he was rolling on the ground.
The pile of junk on the stall was also overturned and trampled on.
It was a pity that this stall owner was also a cultivator, but facing the beating of a few mortals, he not only did not dare to fight back, but did not even have much strength to resist.
Even the lowest level cultivator, not to say that they are high and mighty in front of mortals, at least they should be respected enough by mortals.
However, this stall owner was so unpromising that he was insulted by a group of mortals, which was simply a disgrace to the cultivator.
The surrounding stall owners were already used to it, and they looked at this side with gloating eyes. So of them even communicated with each other, whispering and pointing.
After the beating, the few burly n probably felt that it was not enough, and they spat a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm on the stall owner's body before slowly leaving with a look of satisfaction.
Before leaving, they even threatened loudly that if the surnad Ye did not repay the debt, they would co every day. The next ti they ca, it would not be as easy as this ti.
ng Zhang stopped walking and watched the scene for a while.
He heard the whispers of the people around him, used his innate Divine AbilityMind Reading, and read the thoughts of many people around him, only then did he understand the origin of the stall owner and why he had fallen to this point.
The na of this stall owner is Ye Feifan, a native of Great Wind City.
Ye Feifan was not born to be so destitute, his ancestors had also been rich.
The Ye family had produced many Foundation Building stage cultivators in the past, and they had also had a glorious ti. There were quite a few cultivators in the clan, and they had so influence.
Later, the Ye family went through a series of accidents, and almost all the cultivators in the clan were killed. The family gradually declined.
In Ye Feifan's generation, the family had completely fallen. Ye Feifan had also beco a real pauper, extrely poor.
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