Mei Xue looked in that direction. It wasn't where the major auction houses were located, nor was it on the crowded streets, but somewhere in the corner of the Blue Dragon Market Square.
It was an area drawn by wandering merchants who couldn't afford to pay the stall fees. It was a low-level market compared to the small market square that Mei Xue went to last time.
Most of the things bought and sold in this market were unfashionable items, such as medicinal herbs used to treat mortal illnesses, some so-called Immortal Warlock items that looked very much like antiques, but were actually very fake, and some experimental products made by some students of the Azure Dragon Academy.
These things weren't qualified to enter the auction houses or formal shops. They could only be found in the market where good and bad people mixed together.
The people who went there to buy things were basically poor cultivators who couldn't afford to buy good things. They were at the bottom of the pyramid of cultivators in the Myriad Seas Mountain Range.
This kind of informal market, which could not even be mentioned, was an accessory to the various market squares. It was an inconspicuous microcosm of the Era of Immortal Arts.
Before Mei Xue became a Junior Pharmacist, she used to sell things in this kind of place. At that time, she hadn't fully grasped the refining method of spiritual medicine, and even the spiritual qi soup she refined was of low quality.
Only a market that existed between the world of cultivators and mortals would accept these inferior products and then sell them to the poor cultivators or even the commoners.
For the poor, this kind of place was the only place where they could buy things related to immortal techniques, even if they were all inferior products that cultivators almost threw away as garbage.
After all, to them, these defective goods were the only things related to Immortal Techniques that they could buy within their means.
Here, there was no such thing as the cheapest, only cheaper. For example, the spiritual medicine auctioned in the auction house was sold by the stalk, while the spiritual medicine here was sold by the weight.
As for the quality, this wasn't a place for immortal warlocks. The so-called spiritual medicine that was ten years old was already a luxury. Hundred years old spiritual medicine wouldn't appear in this kind of place, it was directly sold in the market square.
This place was like the market square of a mortal country. It was like a parasite on the market square, relying on the inferior products to survive.
Because many people who opened shops in the market place started from scratch, this kind of underground market attached to the market place was also one of the characteristics of the market place.
"Casanova, there's nothing good there. Let's go to other places. I don't believe that we can't find high-quality herbs of sufficient age."
As one of the successors of the Yellow Mountain Immortal Sect, Huang Fei wouldn't look favorably upon that kind of informal market. Perhaps not many Immortal Warlocks would be interested in that kind of place.
Mei Xue raised her hand. The Dragon Love Bracelets on her wrist were emitting a low hum. It was a sound that only he, who was in contact with the bracelets, could hear.
In that direction, something caught Long Lian Huan's attention.
"I want to see it."
Ever since Mei Xue became a Primary Medicine Master, almost all the elixirs refined by her were bought by the medicine halls in the town. Therefore, it had been a long time since she opened up a market for low-level cultivators and mortals.
However, since Long Lianhuan had sensed something, he naturally had no reason not to go.
"What's there to see?"
Huang Fei gave Mei Xue a curious look, but he still obeyed Mei Xue. Together, they walked into the market attached to the market.
Because this was not a formal market, there naturally weren't many people to maintain order. All kinds of vendors were densely packed together, leaving only a few small paths for people to enter and exit.
The slogans shouted by the owners of these vendors made Huang Fei, the Young Master of a major auction house, feel that they were awesome.
"A demonic sword, able to cut the heavens and the earth, invincible to slaughter gods. Only 10 taels of silver!
Only one, don't miss it. Produced from a 10,000-year-old ancient tomb, quality guaranteed! "
Hmm, he shaved it with a broken iron rod and pretended to carve a few crooked runes on it. Only one of the runes was engraved correctly, which added a wisp of black Qi to the sword. How dare he call himself a demon sword like this?
That wisp of black Qi could probably be wiped off with a towel. With one look, one could tell that it was a failed product of some mediocre Celestial Designer Institute. It was trash that no one in Blue Dragon College wanted.
However, this so-called demonic sword that was obviously a fake was actually sold. It was bought by a smiling fatty for the little fatty beside him who was biting his finger.
After obtaining the demonic sword, the little fatty happily put on a posture of being the most supreme in the world. Then, he happily went shopping with his old man.
Soon, another new sword was put up on the shelf. This sword had a wisp of Qi on it, just a wisp.
Judging by the combination of failed immortal technique runes, this rune was likely an illusion. Unfortunately, it failed miserably. Only one of the runes was successfully carved.
"The supreme of the martial world, the treasured blade that slays dragons, commands the world, none dares to disobey. Heaven does not appear, who can contend against it? Once the Dragon Tomb is opened, winds and clouds rise. This is the legendary Heavenly Sword!"
"Come, come, come! Ten taels of silver for one! Fair trade! Divine Heavenly Sword!"
Soon enough, the Divine Heavenly Sword was bought by a young lady who was biting a lollipop. Seeing this, Huang Fei gaped in shock.
"This is fine."
This was the first time Huang Fei found out that there were so many heaven-shaking, earth-shattering treasures for sale at the entrance of the market. Additionally, it would appear that the business here was quite good.
Apart from being used as decoration, these defective items could probably even cut through a weapon forged by a third-rate blacksmith in three moves. Yet, they were selling quite well here.
"Come, come! There are spirit pills for sale here! Perfect Supplement Pill, Dragon Tendon Leopard Embryo Pill, Spirit Marrow Pill, we have everything. Four taels of silver for one bottle, ten taels of silver for three bottles. There are many types, you can choose from them!"
"Ten taels of silver for three bottles, ten taels of silver for three bottles!
If there is no effect, I will refund you! Hundred Herb Store's products are guaranteed to be genuine! "
"Spirit Marrow Pill …" Huang Fei finally found out that the legendary spirit pills were sold in bottles, and ten taels of silver for three bottles.
In comparison, Eldest Miss Hua Lian's Spirit Marrow Pill that had shocked the entire auction house was nothing. This was the true extravagance.
"I have bought Spirit Marrow Pills from that Hundred Herb Store before. They are very sweet and brewed with mountain spring water. It is very good to make tea with."
Hearing the clamor of people selling their wares, Mei Xue couldn't help but remember that she used to be a frequent customer of this place. She had bought dozens of bottles of spirit pills before.
Later on, she had also sold this kind of Spirit Marrow Pill and made a small profit. Wasn't it just made with the best quality mountain spring water and the essence of hundreds of herbs? It was something that even a beginner pharmacist could make without any difficulty.
Of course, eating this so-called spirit pill would not increase one's innate talent. However, no one expected that a bottle of spirit pill that cost a few taels of silver would really have that kind of effect.
Regardless of whether it was the buyer or the seller, everyone was well aware of what was going on with these spirit pills. It could be said that it was an open secret in this market.