Chapter 55: The Tan Brothers
fter entering the gossip forbidden zone, Qin Sang had not encountered any monster beasts yet. This was also due to his caution; he absolutely wouldn't take risks lightly and go to places that seemed u..."Good eye, brother! This Netherworld Scripture is the best among the foundational techniques of water manipulation!"
The vendor was a short, chubby man who looked to be in his thirties or forties. Before Qin Sang could even ask, he eagerly started promoting, "In the Water行 Basic Skill Manual, the Nether Scripture is definitely top-notch. After cultivation, it can greatly temper your physique and strengthen your five senses, far surpassing other manuals. When facing an enemy, you'll have the upper hand. I'll sell it to you for fifteen spirit stones, absolutely not expensive at all."
Qin Sang flipped through a few pages. His own copy ended at the sixth layer, but this one continued after that. Flipping further, he found it was a complete thirteen-layer version!
The
Yū míng jīng
is indeed corresponding to the realms of the Qi Refining Stage.
Qin Sang remained unmoved. On his way here, Qin Sang had seen many vendors selling basic cultivation techniques, most priced at five or six spirit stones at most. It was evident that these basic techniques were not rare in the cultivation world. However, this Netherworld Scripture was being sold for fifteen spirit stones.
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His Condensing Water Barrier Talisman only cost eight pieces of silver, and even then required spirit stones as well. Of course, he wouldn't spend that exorbitant amount of money. He was just about to haggle when suddenly someone beside him shouted loudly.
“You’re a treacherous merchant, lying for just a few spirit stones! You dare to deceive people into altering the Netherworld Scripture. Where did you put your conscience Did dogs eat it!”
Qin Sang was astonished. She turned to look at the speaker and saw that the two young men who had been buying things at the nearby stall just now stood up. One of them was tall and burly, with a rough face covered in stubble. He glared angrily at the stall owner.
Another boy, much thinner, pulled at his companion's arm anxiously, and with a pained expression, repeatedly smiled apologetically at Qin Sang and the stall owner.
Judging from his tone, the Netherworld Scripture couldn't possibly have any drawbacks, could it
Qin Sang's brows furrowed tightly.
When a good business was suddenly disrupted, the vendor glared angrily at the burly boy, saying: "We buy and sell willingly, no one forces anyone. What's it to you, mind your own business!"
The burly young man let out a snort, breaking free from his companions' grasp and strode over, glaring with fierce indignation. "You treacherous merchant! The Netherworld Scripture is one of the most difficult basic techniques to cultivate. Its cultivation speed is incredibly slow, and the difficulty in breaking through bottlenecks is much higher than other techniques. Compared to the advantages and disadvantages, it's barely worth mentioning at all. Five spirit stones weren't even enough to buy it, yet you dare sell it for fifteen! And you only spoke of its benefits earlier, not the drawbacks, misleading people into cultivating the Netherworld Scripture, leading them astray. What else could you be but a treacherous merchant!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Sang was taken aback. He had cultivated all the way here, and besides encountering a bottleneck when he broke through to the third layer, he didn't feel it was that difficult
Moreover, according to Zhenming's account, some cultivators might not even reach the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage in their entire lifetimes. He himself only took less than five years to cultivate to the fifth level. This speed can't be considered slow, right
Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat, and she flipped through a few more pages, sure enough she found something.
This book of Netherworld Scriptures does not contain a single word about the Yanluo Banner!
The boy's voice was loud, attracting everyone's attention.
Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
The stall owner's face turned red with anger, wishing he could strike down the burly youth with his sword. But on one hand, fighting was prohibited in the market, and on the other, the burly youth's cultivation level seemed to be no weaker than his own.mation. With a flick of his wrist, the statue flew out of his hand and plunged into the center of the spirit formation, where it sat upright.The statue was blood red all over, eerie and strange.As the...