Too many people had died in the chaos at the Marketplace.
Even some in the Late Stage of Qi Refining had perished.
That was why Zheng LingâEr was so worried.
Zheng Qingqing shook her head slightly and said to her,
"Donât worry, that senior is fine."
"Is he still in the Marketplace then?"
Zheng LingâEr blinked and asked again.
"Itâs been so long, and I still havenât had the chance to thank him in person."
"Youâll have a chance in the future."
Zheng Qingqing smiled, not revealing Li Changâanâs identity.
It wasnât the right time. At least in Zheng Qingqingâs eyes, the current Li Changâan was not yet strong enough to stand against the entirety of Black Wind Mountain.
Therefore, the fewer people who knew the truth of the matter, the better.
...
With the conclusion of Zheng Jinbaoâs funeral, the chaos in the Marketplace finally came to a close.
Qinghe Marketplace gradually returned to its usual tranquility.
ăA few days later.ă
A piece of news suddenly spread, catching Li Changâan by surprise.
"The Eldest Miss is no longer in charge of the Marketplace?"
"Yes, I just heard as well."
Luo Kun had come to Li Changâanâs courtyard to chat with him about it.
According to rumor, due to the recent chaos, the Zheng Family felt that Zheng Qingqingâs management had been incompetent, allowing a large number of Tribulation Cultivators to infiltrate the Marketplace.
News came from the Hundred Affairs Hall that another of the Zheng Familyâs Celestial Prides, the Second Young Master Zheng Lingfeng, would be taking her place.
âIncompetent management?â
Li Changâan was even more astonished.
It was utterly absurd for the Zheng Family to blame Zheng Qingqing for the Tribulation Cultivator chaos.
Logically speaking, that sort of thing was impossible to prevent.
After all, Tribulation Cultivators donât have the words âTribulation Cultivatorâ written on their foreheads.
If they didnât make a move, it was very difficult to identify them.
"This so-called incompetent management is probably just an excuse."
"Thatâs what I was thinking, too."
Luo Kun sent a secret voice transmission.
"Itâs said that Zheng Qingqing is a descendant of Ancestor Zheng Yuandao, while Zheng Lingfeng is a descendant of another Foundation Establishment Ancestor in the Zheng Family."
"I see."
Li Changâan mostly understood. It was the same old story of internal family conflict.
He just couldnât understand.
How could the Zheng Family still be fighting amongst themselves at a time like this?
âAncestor Zheng Yuandao is injured and has little of his lifespan left,â Li Changâan thought. âThe Zheng Family should be united against external threats right now, not more divided.â
Li Changâan frowned slightly.
Because of the incident with Zheng Jinbao, he and Zheng Lingfeng were already enemies.
âThat Zheng Lingfengâs character is far inferior to Zheng Qingqingâs. Having him hold power over the Marketplace is extremely disadvantageous for me.â
Li Changâan pondered for a long time, his mood growing heavy.
...
ăThe next day.ă
The Zheng Family held a banquet, inviting all the cultivators in the Marketplace with specialized skills.
This was done to appease these artisans.
As long as they remained in the Marketplace, the flow of trade would not be interrupted.
Li Changâanâs true self had already returned to the Marketplace, and he accepted the invitation to the banquet.
He hadnât wanted to go.
But Luo Kun told him, "This is a rare opportunity. Iâll take you to meet some Beast Masters and Spirit Plant Masters."
"Alright then, Iâll go and take a look."
Li Changâan felt resigned.
His Body Refinement required far too much Spirit Medicine and Demon Beast Essence Blood.
He had no choice but to expand his network and get to know more Beast Masters and Spirit Plant Masters.
"Daoist Li, cultivating discreetly is fine, but you canât just stay cooped up at home forever."
Luo Kun said, his face all smiles as he rambled on.
"You know the saying, âMethod, Companion, Wealth, and Locationâ? The âCompanionâ part doesnât just mean a romantic partner, but also like-minded people. Every new comrade you meet is another channel for resources and information."
There was indeed some truth to what he said.
Li Changâan didnât refute him.
Before long, the two of them arrived at the restaurant where the banquet was being held.
Many artisans had already arrived, most of them fairly well-known.
The crowd was lively, with people chatting and laughing with one another.
Luo Kunâs eyes darted around, quickly scanning the main hall, before he sent a voice transmission to Li Changâan:
"Daoist Li, first, let me introduce you to a senior in the Talisman Dao. Heâs the number one Talisman Master in all of Qinghe Marketplace!"
âThe number one in the Talisman Dao?â
Li Changâan was secretly surprised.
That was no small title.
"Can that senior create Tier Two Talismans?"
"No, no. High-quality Tier One Top Grade Talismans."
âI see.â
Just as Li Changâan had understood before, there were no Tier Two Talisman Masters in the entire Marketplace.
The man Luo Kun wanted to introduce to Li Changâan was named Chen Yuanshan.
He was also a Honored Guest Elder of the Zheng Family.
"Elder Chenâs Talisman Art is simply divine, but more importantly..."
As he spoke, Luo Kun revealed a strange smile.
He said to Li Changâan, "Elder Chen has a daughter. Sheâs also a Talisman Master whose Talisman Art has reached the Tier One Middle Grade. Sheâs exceptionally beautiful, about your age, and doesnât have a dao companion yet."
"What are you telling me this for?"
Li Changâan shot him a glance, feeling like the old man was up to no good.
Luo Kun chuckled slyly.
"Many of the young talents in the Marketplace want to become dao companions with Elder Chenâs daughter to get their hands on his Top Grade Talismanic Inheritance, but not a single one has succeeded."
Hearing this, Li Changâan finally understood.
"You want me to try?"
"Daoist Li, youâre handsome and talented! You might just succeed!"
Luo Kun said with a grin.
If he werenât too old, heâd want to try himself.
"Once you succeed, youâll get the Top Grade Talismanic Inheritance!"
"Letâs just forget it."
Li Changâan wasnât interested.
He was already a Top Grade Talisman Master; there was no need to waste time on something like this.
As they spoke, the two of them arrived at one side of the main hall.
A father and daughter stood there, drawing a lot of attention, surrounded by a crowd.
This father and daughter were none other than the Top Grade Talisman Master, Chen Yuanshan, and his daughter, Chen Qianya.
"Elder Chen!"
Luo Kun, his face wreathed in smiles, grabbed Li Changâan and squeezed through the crowd.
He deployed his specialty: shameless flattery.
After some schmoozing, he grabbed Li Changâan and made the introduction.
"Elder Chen, this is Li Changâan. Donât let his youth fool you; heâs already a Middle Grade Talisman Master."
"Oh?"
Chen Yuanshanâs expression was calm as he sized Li Changâan up.
Among Middle Grade Talisman Masters, Li Changâan was indeed considered young.
"Young friend, you have yet to become a Honored Guest Elder of the Zheng Family? Why havenât I seen you before?"
"This junior is indeed not a Honored Guest Elder of the Zheng Family."
Li Changâan replied politely, his expression respectful.
Next, Chen Yuanshan asked a few more casual questions.
Watching from the side, Luo Kun was secretly pleased, feeling that Li Changâan had a shot.
âBut this kid is still a bit stiff. Iâll have to teach him a thing or two in the future!â
Luo Kun was confident he could teach Li Changâan, as he was an expert in this area, after all.
Soon, with Luo Kun deliberately helping him along, Li Changâan managed to integrate into the circle of Talisman Masters around Chen Yuanshan.
He also got the chance to exchange a few words with his daughter, Chen Qianya.
"Miss Chen."
"Greetings, Daoist Li."
Chen Qianya wore an indigo long dress. With brows like crescent moons and deep, profound eyes, her appearance was indeed extraordinary.
But her attitude was extremely cold.
This wasnât just toward Li Changâan; she was the same with all the other young talents.
She felt that all of them were only there for the Talismanic Inheritance, so she didnât show a pleasant face to any of them, a faint trace of disgust hidden in the depths of her eyes.