Chapter 347 - Chapter 347: Chapter 48 Black Xing Island_2 (1/2)

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.