Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Wei Hong slowly walked into the black market.

On both sides of the street, various stalls were placed in two rows side by side, half a meter apart, and looked quite neat.

But at first glance, the style of the painting is very different from the previous stalls.

Because those who dare to set up stalls now are either very powerful, or extremely confident in themselves, or have joined a powerful group and are not afraid of being robbed by others.

So when Wei Hong looked around, he saw that the stall owners basically looked rather fierce and cold, and they all exuded a strong aura. They were people who were not easy to mess with, so the atmosphere of the entire black market seemed a bit solemn.

If an ordinary cultivator who had just entered the world of immortal cultivation came here, he would probably be scared.

Wei Hong, however, did not take it seriously at all. After entering the black market, he checked the supplies on each stall with great interest.

"Huh? Is this a stall selling magic tools and spells?"

Wei Hong paused and immediately stopped in front of the first stall.

He approached, squatted down, picked up a jade slip and placed it on the center of his eyebrows.

The fierce-looking monk opposite him just glanced at him casually and didn't care.

Soon, Wei Hong took the jade slip away from his forehead and whispered softly, "A first-grade, superior berserk technique?"

After saying that, he put down the jade slip and picked up another one to examine it again.

Before long, Wei Hong had looked through all the dozen or so jade slips on the stall.

However, he hesitated for a moment and did not speak immediately. Instead, he looked to the other side of the stall, where seven or eight magical instruments were placed.

Among them were two flying swords, two flying knives, a dark spiritual shield and three magic robes. Each magic weapon exuded a faint spiritual light. Wei Hong knew at a glance that these were all first-grade top-quality magic weapons.

He didn't expect that in any random stall in the black market, there were seven or eight first-grade top-quality magical instruments and more than ten first-grade top-quality spells. This made him feel very incredible.

If it were any other time, where would we see a stall like this?

Apart from a few big shops like the Treasure Pavilion, it is impossible for anyone outside to be able to afford so many good things to set up stalls.

After looking at them for a while, Wei Hong did not check the magic tools, but looked up at the stall owner and asked, "Fellow Daoist, how much do these magic tools and spells on your stall cost?"

The fierce-looking middle-aged cultivator glanced at Wei Hong, then replied coldly: "Trade. If you have a first-grade top-grade Demon-Slaying Talisman, five of them can be exchanged for a jade slip, and ten can be exchanged for a magic weapon. If you have a first-grade mid-grade Fiery Sun Talisman, ten can be exchanged for a jade slip, and twenty can be exchanged for a magic weapon."

"If you have first-grade high-quality spiritual rice or monster meat, you can also exchange them. Ten kilograms of spiritual rice or ten kilograms of monster meat can be exchanged for a jade slip, and twenty kilograms can be exchanged for a magic weapon."

"Other talismans that can threaten the weird can also be exchanged, but we don't want anything else."

After saying this, the stall owner looked at Wei Hong with hope.

Wei Hong was puzzled at first, but then he immediately found it funny. He knew that the stall owner probably thought that he had talismans to ward off evil spirits, so he hoped to do business with him.

But Wei Hong pretended to be reluctant and shook his head and sighed: "Alas, what a pity, I would like to change it, but I don't have the talisman you need!"

After that, he was too lazy to say anything more to the stall owner. He stood up and walked to another stall without any intention of buying.

Wei Hong is no fool. He has only looked at one stall and is still unclear about the situation in this black market. He is completely in the dark about the current market price and market conditions. He will not rush to buy before he figures out these issues.

The most important thing is that he doesn't want to expose his possession of talismans to exorcise evil spirits all at once.

As long as he doesn't reveal any secrets, these stall owners won't dare to take any action no matter what their backgrounds are.

Sure enough, seeing Wei Hong get up and leave, the fierce-looking middle-aged stall owner's eyes flashed with ferocity, but he just looked at Wei Hong coldly, then turned his head away again.

Wei Hong had already walked to another stall and squatted down again.

This was a stall selling spiritual rice and monster meat, which were exactly the daily necessities he urgently needed.

Wei Hong looked expressionless at this moment, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

This time he asked directly the price: "Daoyou, how much are these spiritual rice and monster meat?"

Opposite him was an old monk with a haggard face, and his eyes were like a poisonous snake, as if he would explode and bite people at any time.

Hearing Wei Hong's question, he immediately replied coldly: "The price of first-grade medium-quality spiritual rice is the same as that of monster meat. One first-grade high-quality evil-killing talisman can be exchanged for ten kilograms, and one first-grade medium-quality scorching sun talisman can be exchanged for five kilograms."

"As for the first-grade high-quality spiritual rice and monster meat, one Evil-Slaying Talisman can be exchanged for five kilograms, and one Fiery Sun Talisman can be exchanged for two kilograms."

"Other first-grade high-quality talismans will also work, but it depends on what kind of talisman it is."

"How much do you want, fellow Taoist?"

Wei Hong looked troubled. He hesitated and asked, "Fellow Daoist, do you only have talismans that can be exchanged for spiritual rice and monster meat? I don't have the talismans you mentioned!"

"Huh? No talismans at all?" The old monk with a haggard face frowned, then waved his hand impatiently and said, "Forget it, if there are really no talismans, you can buy them with spirit stones. The first-grade medium-quality spirit rice and monster meat are 15 spirit stones per pound, and the first-grade high-quality ones are 30 spirit stones per pound."

"What? A pound of medium-quality spiritual rice costs fifteen spiritual stones? A pound of high-quality spiritual rice costs thirty spiritual stones?"

Wei Hong was still stunned when he heard the price.

In comparison, this price is at least twenty times more expensive than in previous periods.

In other words, whether it is spiritual rice, monster meat, or various talismans for exorcising evil spirits, the current market price is at least twenty times more expensive than before, or even higher.

Although Wei Hong had anticipated this, he did not expect the price to skyrocket so wildly.

You know, that’s more than twenty times!

This would have been something we would never have dared to think about in the past.

But now, these supplies were clearly placed in front of him, and the prices were also clearly told to him, so it was up to him to buy them or not.

It can be said that Wei Hong received his first surprise after entering the black market, but this surprise made him helpless, but he had no choice but to accept it.

There's nothing you can do. If he doesn't buy it, someone else will.

"No, we should wait and see before we act rashly!"

Such a thought flashed through Wei Hong’s mind.