Chapter 347: Chapter 48 Black Xing Island_2

Every type of cultivator was present, especially demon cultivators and beast cultivators, who appeared in even greater numbers.

In the trading market of Black Xing Island, it was the favorite spot for many demon and beast cultivators.

Because here, they could buy all sorts of slaves, furnace cauldrons, and even corpse puppets which they desired.

Most of these people, much like Lin Jing, had flown over on their swords.

Those who took flying boats were in the minority.

Flying boats were far too precious, and many cultivators couldn’t afford them.

When these people saw Lin Jing carrying a young girl from the Fox Clan on his shoulder, they weren’t too surprised.

After all, this was Black Xing Island, where many were even more extravagant than Lin Jing.

After arriving at Black Xing Island, Lin Jing, carrying Yan Wanfei disguised as a Fox Clan girl, headed straight towards Black Shark City.

Upon entering Black Shark City and paying the entry fee, Lin Jing said nothing and made his way directly to the trading market within Black Shark City.

The market here was truly bustling.

Although Black Shark City wasn’t large,

its trading market was much bigger than that of Bihai City.

After all, the entire Black Shark Gang specialized in this business.

Walking through the trading market, Lin Jing noticed that nearly every stall had a cage.

And in these cages, various cultivators were held captive: men and women, humans, and demon cultivators alike.

These captured cultivators, much like livestock, were being displayed in this manner.

Some were incredibly agitated, constantly cursing,

while others had lifeless eyes and sat slumped.

Most were sealed from their cultivation; they couldn’t move even if they wanted to.

Someone like Lin Jing, who was casually carrying a Fox Clan girl on his shoulder, didn’t stand out in this market at all.

However, the sinister aura continuously emanating from Lin Jing’s body ensured that no one dared to underestimate him.

When the cultivators saw Lin Jing, they would avoid him even before eye contact was made.

Lin Jing, heedless of others, carried Yan Wanfei down the streets of the market.

His eyes, meanwhile, were constantly looking at the cultivators caged up.

Some of the captives had tags clearly indicating their special features and uses,

and others needed no explanation at all.

For example, the exceedingly beautiful female cultivators with lower levels of cultivation.

Suddenly,

a caged captive in front of him caught Lin Jing’s attention.

It was a female cultivator who looked to be in her thirties or forties, with a good appearance and a cultivation at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

However, her aura was in disarray, and her body was covered in scars. She no longer had her past charm and seemed rather bedraggled.

In front of that stall, a few cultivators had stopped to look, and some had even inquired about her.

When the stall owner quoted the price, the person shook their head and walked away.

Lin Jing then walked over.

When he saw the information labeled on the cage, Lin Jing froze for a moment.

“Nanming Domain Sect Leader, peak Foundation Establishment cultivator, Pure Yin Body, excellent as a furnace cauldron.”

This was actually a cultivator from Nanming Domain, and a Sect Leader at that, now being sold off like a common commodity.

As Lin Jing approached the stall, the stall owner looked up at him.

The stall owner was an old man on the verge of death, aged and decrepit, with long, gray hair as wild as weeds, hanging down.

When he raised his head, Lin Jing saw that the old man’s face, sagging with wrinkles, looked quite terrifying.

But his eyes glinted with a green light, staring greedily at Yan Wanfei on Lin Jing’s shoulder.

Then,

the old man spoke, pointing to Yan Wanfei on Lin Jing’s shoulder:

“Young man, I have taken a liking to this young lady on your shoulder, name your price…”

The old man looked at Lin Jing, his eyes flickering with a ghostly light, and there was also a hint of threat in his gaze.

His voice was grating and harsh, like a broken bell.

But Lin Jing gave the old man no pleasant expression and instead replied bluntly,

“This young lady, you can’t afford…”

“In this place, there’s no need to talk sense with them, just showing your own strength is enough.” This was what Lu Youjiu and Holaw Three Rivers had told him before coming here.

After all, Black Shark City was filled with a mix of good and bad, and most of the cultivators were not to be provoked. Although the Black Shark Gang was in charge, conflicts arose daily.

As for the Black Shark Gang, they mostly turned a blind eye, only acting if someone caused significant damage or disturbance to Black Shark City.

Moreover, as long as it did not affect others, even killing someone in the street was not a problem.

Of course, if a dispute between parties affected the Black Shark Gang’s business, they would naturally intervene.

Not just Lin Jing, but even Yan Wanfei transmitted a message to Lin Jing:

“Damn, I find the way that old bastard looks at me so disgusting. If it weren’t for the mission, I’d really like to take him down right now and break his old bones.”

However, although Yan Wanfei said this, his eyes were filled with fear, truly like that of a kidnapped little girl.

Lin Jing couldn’t help but admire Yan Wanfei’s acting skills; they were indeed quite impressive.

Following Lin Jing’s spoken words, the old man let out a sinister chuckle.

“Hehe…”

“Young man, you’re quite bold.”

As these words were spoken, Lin Jing saw a flash of green light in the old man’s eyes as a wave of Divine Sense charged directly toward his own sea of consciousness.

Feeling the incoming Divine Sense, Lin Jing coldly smirked, and then he immediately activated his empowerment, driving his Divine Sense to assault the old man…

“Pff…”

The old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, then his whole body slumped down.

Shocked, the elder hurriedly clasped his hands together and said to Lin Jing,

“Fellow cultivator, this old one did not recognize Mount Tai. I implore your mercy.”

After witnessing this scene, the other cultivators realized what had happened; they quickly moved away to distance themselves from the conflict, fearing it might affect them.

And Lin Jing did not attack again, merely watching the old man with a cold gaze.

If it weren’t for the fact that killing someone here in Black Shark City was quite troublesome, Lin Jing would actually have liked to take action and give it a try.

The old man was a mid-stage Golden Core Cultivator.

He only targeted Lin Jing because he saw that Lin Jing was a beginner-stage Golden Core Cultivator and wanted to teach him a lesson.

But what he never expected was that Lin Jing’s Divine Sense would be so strong.

Even if it wasn’t quite at the level of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, it was not far off.

At this point, Yan Wanfei also transmitted a message to Lin Jing:

“Brother Lin, you’re awesome. You’ve avenged me, and now I feel much better.”

“Also, Brother Lin, how come your Divine Sense is so strong? Aren’t you a Body Refinement Cultivator?”

In response to Yan Wanfei’s question, Lin Jing did not say much, only replying with a transmission:

“I cultivate a Divine Sense Technique. Don’t transmit to me anymore for now, lest I get distracted and someone sees through me.”

“Oh, okay…”

Realizing that this was not the time to distract Lin Jing, Yan Wanfei quickly cut off the transmissions and remained silent.

…

Facing Lin Jing’s unfriendly gaze, the old man hastily offered a smile:

“Fellow cultivator, it was my fault for being rash. I apologize to you here.”

Just then,

a Golden Core Cultivator appeared on the scene.

This Golden Core Cultivator, dressed in the Black Shark Gang’s attire, was obviously a manager of Fang Market for the Black Shark Gang.

After arriving, the Fang Market manager clasped his fists toward Lin Jing and the stall owner,

“Fellow cultivators, this is Black Shark City’s Fang Market, where the impact is significant. I hope both of you can show some restraint.”

“If you truly have irreconcilable differences, please resolve them after leaving Black Xing Island.”

“Otherwise, it would be very difficult for our Black Shark Gang.”

Although the Fang Market manager was very polite in his persuasion, he also made the Black Shark Gang’s stance clear.

After all.

Golden Core Cultivators are not ordinary.

If two Golden Core Cultivators were to start fighting here, it would be disastrous for the entire Black Shark City, and the Black Shark Gang naturally wouldn’t let that happen.

“It was all just a misunderstanding, and it’s settled now. You don’t have to worry, fellow cultivator,”

the stall owner quickly said to the manager who had come to calm the situation.

The Fang Market manager, seeing that the two were not planning to fight again, felt relieved.

Afterward,

the Fang Market manager left the scene.

Lin Jing, soon after, also turned and left.

As Lin Jing turned to leave, the old man who had been smiling with a green gleam in his eyes, watched Lin Jing’s retreating figure with a dark, sinister expression…