Eternal Life from Talisman Painting-Chapter 248 - 163: The Black Market Isn’t So Easy to Manage
"Two fellow Daoists!"
After being squeezed out by this Qin Feng, his face was somewhat unsightly. His Qin Family, a dignified Foundation Establishment Great Clan, had already made three visits with humility.
His face turned livid, but Qin Feng still wanted to make a final effort, gritting his teeth as he said:
"My Qin Family is willing to buy it back at a price 60% higher. Fellow Daoists, consider it forming a good bond with us. If anything happens in the future, our Qin Family, with four Foundation Establishment members, will certainly strive to assist."
When he said the last sentence, there was already a hint of threat in Qin Feng’s words.
In Qin Feng’s eyes, Lin Chang’an and Hu Jin, these Loose Cultivators, were nothing more than gamblers with good luck. The so-called six Foundation Establishment members of the Black Market were merely colluding for their interests.
They couldn’t compare at all with those from the same clan and couldn’t achieve significant momentum.
Although Lin Chang’an and old Hu were usually easy to talk to, they both showed cold intent when threatened.
"Your Qin Family has four Foundation Establishment members, do you think we are all Qi Refining Cultivators that can be easily bullied?"
Old Hu directly revealed a fierce light; he had truly fought his way through.
And Lin Chang’an coldly said, "You are selling off family properties and betraying Celestial Profound City; no one forced you to do this."
"If you’re using the so-called Qin Family to threaten us, then the Qin Family should think carefully about the consequences of offending us!"
In an instant, Lin Chang’an and old Hu both revealed killing intent, scaring Qin Feng, whose face turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and finally, under the evil energy of the two Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, he forced a weak smile.
"Fellow Daoists misunderstood, I didn’t mean it that way."
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Finally, watching Qin Feng leave dejectedly after trying in vain, Hu Jin showed a serious expression.
"Brother Lin, we need to be cautious these days. Although the Qin Family has fallen, they are still a Foundation Establishment Great Clan with some heritage."
"Don’t worry, old Hu."
Lin Chang’an’s expression was indifferent. If a simple ’fellow Daoist’ could make them let go, then what would their previous risks count for?
Therefore, this matter was not only old Hu but even old Jia, who wished for peaceful days, cursed the shamelessness upon hearing of it.
As the saying goes, cutting off one’s source of livelihood is like killing one’s parents.
The Spirit Stones they earned at such high risk were all for their future path.
If they were forced to sell them at a low price, it would be akin to obstructing their path, provoking a grudge.
This matter was communicated with everyone and was firmly opposed.
Afterward, Lin Chang’an and old Hu went to the Treasures Tower in Celestial Profound City to purchase several sets of Tier Two Upper Grade Dharma Robes.
Treasures Tower.
"Tsk tsk, Talimans Master Lin has an extraordinary aura, but usually he’s too casual. This azure robe has a bit of the grace of Master Lu in the past."
As Lin Chang’an changed into a new azure long robe, the shopkeeper Feng, beaming, praised while old Hu felt a bit sour.
"Shopkeeper Feng, you shouldn’t just praise Brother Lin, you know, I haven’t bought your goods any less than him."
Seeing old Hu clowning around, shopkeeper Feng nodded with a smile and said:
"Of course, Mr. Hu, this pale golden robe suits your temperament well."
Seeing old Hu admiring himself in a show-off manner, Lin Chang’an shook his head. Old Hu was rather burly.
Wearing this golden robe made him a bit conspicuous.
"Alright, shopkeeper Feng, you’re good at saying nice things. I just want to hear them, but wearing something so flashy is no good."
Eventually, old Hu chose a moon-white long robe and a gray martial outfit.
While Lin Chang’an chose a blue robe and a neat black martial outfit.
"Brother Lin, clad in all black, are you planning on becoming a Tribulation Cultivator? That’s risky."
Faced with old Hu’s teasing, Lin Chang’an smiled and nodded:
"Who knows, if one day you encounter a black-clad Tribulation Cultivator, remember to recognize him."
The two glanced at each other and burst into laughter.
A true friend is hard to find, but more importantly, they made a handsome profit together, which made everything look cheerful.
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Three months later, Celestial Profound City’s Core Formation celebration.
The whole city was bustling. Nearly every reputable Foundation Establishment Cultivator in the city was present.
Even at the celebration, major sects and clans from the Seven Kingdoms had sent people from afar to congratulate Master Su of Celestial Profound City on his Core Formation.
This scene showed Lin Chang’an and the Loose Cultivators from the Seven Kingdoms the prestige of Master Lu, truly deserving the title of the foremost Loose Cultivator in the Seven Kingdoms.
At the same time, seeing this grand scene, Lin Chang’an’s eyes sparkled.
"Perhaps in Master Lu’s prime, he would have had such prestige. This time, the major sects and families from the Seven Kingdoms are likely eyeing the profits after the Beast Tide."
Otherwise, why would so many people come from afar? Frankly, the Beast Tide in Celestial Profound City lasted nearly a year.
The abundance of Demon Beast Materials is arguably the greatest among the Seven Kingdoms.
Who wouldn’t want a share, exchanging their native resources for these low-priced Demon Beast Materials?
"Brother Lin, do you think we might have such a day?"
At the celebration, old Hu’s expression was full of yearning as he looked at the grand Core Formation celebration, his eyes shimmering with excitement.
Meanwhile, Lin Chang’an’s attention was drawn to the gifts section.
"Old Hu, how many gifts do you think can be gathered at this Core Formation celebration?"
Under Lin Chang’an’s transmission, old Hu’s thoughts immediately shifted.
Looking at the piles of gifts, with each major sect, clan, and commerce association bringing significant gifts, old Hu couldn’t help but show envy, exchanging a glance with Lin Chang’an and starting to make calculations.
"Brother Lin, when we reach Core Formation one day, we must throw a grand celebration ourselves."
Lin Chang’an also nodded firmly, causing Yun Yao at the same table to fall silent.
