Day by day passed by.
Under the scorching summer heat, Celestial Profound City was bustling with activity.
Nearly a year of beast tide had accumulated an abundance of demon beast materials, attracting trade from major commerce guilds across the Seven Kingdoms.
Though the beast tide had subsided, its aftermath lingered.
Within a hundred miles outside Celestial Profound City, there were still quite a few demon beasts.
Currently, many demon hunting squads were excitedly hunting demon beasts.
If they donāt work hard now, in another year and a half, theyāll have to venture deep into the Cloud Mist Mountain Range to hunt again.
The difficulty will increase severalfold, so naturally, everyone knows what should be done at the moment.
This leads to an extremely rich phase of demon beast material in Celestial Profound City.
"The weather is nice today."
Within the pavilion at the Dao Field, under the blazing summer sun, the Cyan-Horned Bull lay lazily in the pool, basking in the sun, finally able to relax after risking its life.
Meanwhile, the Phoenix Cry Bird was in the pavilion, using its wings to pour tea and water, looking like a heartwarming and attentive bird servant.
Lin Changāan smiled silently, knowing the Phoenix Cry Birdās intention; it was clearly coveting his spirit tea.
"If only Yue Kingdom could remain this peaceful forever."
Gazing at the fragmented insights of array formation in his hand, Lin Changāan entered a stage of enlightenment; upon witnessing this, the palm-sized golden bird on the stone table.
Its pair of light golden eyes revealed a hint of cunning; it stealthily poured itself a cup of spirit tea, then drank it in large gulps.
Until the teapot was nearly empty, it suddenly remembered something, and the Phoenix Cry Bird quickly lifted its head, next moment grabbing the teacup and flying toward the Cyan-Horned Bull.
"Moo!"
The Cyan-Horned Bull was still in a satisfied state, enjoying the Phoenix Cry Birdās feeding, unaware that this cunning Phoenix Cry Bird had deceivingly placed the teacup at the pondās edge.
Evidence was clear.
[Tier Two Lower Grade Array Master +3 (Beginner 2/100)]
Following the array enlightenment, after a while, Lin Changāan finally sighed deeply, his gaze returning to its previous clarity.
"After years of study, Iāve finally advanced to Tier Two in the array path."
Breaking through this barrier instantly clarified many incomprehensible aspects, prompting Lin Changāan to involuntarily smile.
"Though only a lower grade Tier Two Array Master, it definitely boosts the confidence in exploring cave mansion ruins."
Consider him, a mere loose cultivator, under a hundred years, already at Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, even mastering three out of the four arts in the Hundred Skills of Cultivation.
Tier Two Rune Master, Pill Master, Array Master, just missing one in artifact refining.
"With my current talent, if outsiders were aware, who would dare underestimate my low-grade spirit root?"
At this, Lin Changāan couldnāt help but smile; only he knew the difficulty of advancing with his low-grade spirit root.
Fortunately, the heavens were fair, granting him a low-grade spirit root along with remarkable talents in the Hundred Skills of Cultivation.
Just then, a sound transmission talisman began to flicker.
"Oh, are they in a hurry?"
Observing the shimmering spiritual light of the sound transmission talisman in the pavilion, Lin Changāan revealed a faint smile.
"About time."
Inside the pavilion, one, two, three... over a dozen sound transmission talismans were flickering with spiritual light, clearly indicating urgency from the other side.
...
In the West District Market.
The ten Foundation Establishment cultivators, who previously had high aspirations to replace the East District Black Market, now appeared extremely grim.
Some even broke into a cold sweat, nervously watching the sound transmission talismans they were in contact with.
Among them, Qin Feng, whose eyes were bloodshot, fiercely stared at these sound transmission talismans.
"Daoist Yao, didnāt we agree? Weāve compensated the East District Market for breach with spirit stones, all the profits from this transaction are yours, weāve even offered you...
If you find the price unreasonable, weāll give you a tenth of the marketās future profits, but this has gone on for months, yet youāre either in seclusion or gaining enlightenment every day!"
Qin Fengās hoarse voice resonated, yet one by one, two, three, over a dozen were met with complete silence, with no response.
Ultimately, they managed to reach only two, who honestly completed the transaction, but for them, it was a mere drop in the ocean.
This left them all stunned.
"Damn it!"
"I said there was enormous risk in this matter."
"These damned, elusive scoundrels!"
While the group cursed, Qin Fengās sound transmission talisman suddenly responded, immediately everyone wore an expectant expression.
This time, they truly bet all their assets, if the outcome were truly the worst, theyād lose everything.
"Daoist Qin, after much thought, we believe your West District Market carries too much risk, we will halt this trade.
Please, Daoist Qin, on account of our friendship, do not inform the East District Market; Iām afraid fellow Daoists there might misunderstand..."
In an instant, the sound ceased, leaving Qin Fengās eyes bloodshot, filled with a predatory expression.
Heaven destroy these untrustworthy betrayers.
Simultaneously, other sound transmission talismans began to respond.
"Daoist, best not to contact any further, fearing misunderstanding from the East District Market."
"Having known you, thank you for your generous gifts, Iāll remember this kindness."
"Daoist, preparing for seclusion and breakthrough, likely not emerging for three to five years."
"Damn it, are you setting us up? I was spotted on the way, your black market, Iām never returning."
"Haha, thanks to Yue Kingdom fellows for your generosity, Iāve prepared to return to Dongyu Kingdom, hope to meet again..."
Goodness gracious, each sound transmission talisman replied back in a variety of manners.