With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World-Chapter 305 - 258: The Demon God’s Gaze

Minghuang Market is very large.

Scattered like stars, orderly, with people coming and going on the streets.

More than half of them are filled with True Essence, mostly Loose Cultivators, essentially Qi Refining Cultivators.

Another portion is made up of ordinary Martial Artists, who follow Cultivators in hopes of using the power of the Path of Cultivation to advance their Martial Dao, or attach themselves to Cultivators to earn a chance for their descendants to become immortal.

Innate Martial Artists combined with Magic Artifact Talismans are comparable to Mid to Late-stage Qi Refining Cultivators.

Well-funded Cultivators are still willing to recruit several powerful Martial Arts Grandmasters as their servants.

As for those Early to Mid-Stage Qi Refining Cultivators, they can’t even supply their own Magic Artifact Talismans and pills adequately, let alone have the capability to provide resources to Martial Artists.

Cars stream by, Cultivators set up stalls and trade with each other.

Children run by the street; they are offspring of Loose Cultivators.

All look thriving and prosperous.

Xiang Wuji stands on the second-highest Xingluo Tower at Minghuang Market, quietly observing the entire Minghuang Market.

Below Xingluo Tower is the largest Magic Artifact, pill, and talisman store in Minghuang Market, the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

Xiang Wuji stands with hands behind his back, his physique no longer towering like before but rather well-proportioned and upright. His black robe sways gently in the breeze, with a yellow rune embroidered on the cuffs, representing his status.

"Linglin... Master Linglin, these are the herbs you need..." A maid in a yellow dress trembles slightly, cautiously carrying a tray and walking to Xiang Wuji’s side.

Xiang Wuji turns around, his expression calm, aura cold; his features are only above average, yet he constantly emits an allure...

However, the maid doesn’t dare move; previously, a Female Cultivator was indulgent before Master Linglin, but within two breaths became a corpse on the ground.

Xiang Wuji nods and takes the item.

He owns thirty percent shares in the Hundred Treasures Pavilion.

It was a gift from the Minghuang Wanderer, as Xiang Wuji’s compensation for guarding this place.

Xiang Wuji crushes the item in front of the maid, a bright red fluid flows, staining Xiang Wuji’s skin, which is then quickly absorbed.

This is the herb to alleviate the side effects of the Giant Spirit Ghost Chapter.

Xiang Wuji flicks his black robe, walks down the tower with hands behind his back.

"Master Linglin, Master Linglin, please accept me as your disciple!!"

"Master Linglin, I beg you, I beg you to help me, I am willing to give everything..."

An eleven or twelve-year-old child seizes the chance when nearby guards aren’t paying attention, suddenly rushes out from a corner, falls in front of Xiang Wuji, and desperately kowtows in pleading.

"Damn it!"

"Please, spare us, Master!"

The surrounding guards’ faces turn pale, all kneeling down. They can’t fathom how a child managed to evade their Divine Sense web to locate Master Linglin.

A smile appears on Xiang Wuji’s face, four sharp teeth dissipate his originally somewhat aloof aura.

Xiang Wuji crouches down, pats the boy’s head, completely ignoring the messiness of his hair.

"Child, why are you here?"

"I, I," The boy’s face flushes, swiftly steadies his emotion, he must seize this opportunity.

"My name is Chu Tian, my family was wiped out by the Night Wolf Riders, upon hearing Master Linglin is the strongest esteemed Foundation Establishment figure nearby, I beg you to accept me as your disciple."

"I am willing to offer my family’s treasure to you, Master, whatever you want me to do..."

Xiang Wuji’s face carries a smile, yet his eyes are icy cold.

"Your talent is not bad..."

Apparently, Chu Tian has a special constitution, which seems related to concealment, allowing him to elude those guards who excel even within the Qi Refining Realm.

"Master..."

Chu Kuang’s eyes show a glimmer of hope.

"What a pity..."

Xiang Wuji slowly stands up.

"I have no intention of accepting disciples..."

"Yes, Master..." Chu Tian hangs his head, only a trace of resentment appearing in his eyes.

Once again failed, someday, all of you who look down on me will...

The notion in Chu Kuang’s mind didn’t fully pass.

His chest heats, a hand penetrates his chest.

"Also, I don’t like clever people."

A cold voice rings in Chu Tian’s ears.

His entire blood flows along with this hand.

Xiang Wuji withdraws his hand, a corpse collapses helplessly on the ground.

"Clean it up."

Xiang Wuji coldly commands before leaving.

From beginning to end, Xiang Wuji’s expression didn’t have many fluctuations.

Others tremble, too frightened to speak.

Xiang Wuji looks at his palm.

Chu Tian’s constitution is excellent, perhaps in Everlasting Sect it might catch the eye of some Golden Core Elder or even a Peak Master, possibly have Golden Core potential in the future, a prime asset.

However... what does it matter, Xiang Wuji dislikes his gaze.

Chu Tian’s blood is exceptionally refined, absorbed by the Giant Spirit Ghost Chapter, Xiang Wuji feels excitement throughout his body, comparable to the harvest of hunting a Late-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

............

"Fellow Daoist Linglin."

"Daoist Minghuang."

Xiang Wuji and Minghuang Wanderer nod to each other, exchanging greetings.

Present are two other Foundation Establishment Cultivators, although both are Early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators, they own shares in Minghuang Market, the four are essentially the controlling figures behind Minghuang Market...

"Daoist Xiang, this time we need you to act again."

Minghuang Wanderer speaks to Xiang Wuji while handing over a storage pouch.

"These are the things you need, we’ve almost collected them..."