17: Chapter 17 A Peaceful Winter

At the market trench, Market Master Chen fought bloodily, and in the chaotic melee, he had an arm severed by a Yao Beast.

His Origin Qi was severely damaged, his Dao body was incomplete, and there was no hope for future Foundation Establishment.

However, he had returned alive after all.

Seeing the dilapidated ancestral business and the terrified clansmen, Market Master Chen felt for the first time that human power was insignificant and difficult to go against the general trend.

No one could have predicted that the Tunyun Secret Realm would have such a shocking change.

The Tunyun Market had clearly been established, and even the main roads had begun to be paved.

Yet, it was ultimately stormed by the Yao Race.

Thanks to the timely rescue of the Fusheng Sect, a catastrophe was averted.

But in this battle, less than half of the people in the market survived, and the surrounding Mortals and descendants of Cultivators were almost completely wiped out.

Everything was waiting to be rebuilt.

Chen Xuan's parents also met with Market Master Chen.

They immediately thanked the Market Master for his life-saving grace and his kindness in nurturing their child.

After chatting with Chen Xuan's parents, they decided to pay a visit before the New Year.

It was precisely because of this that Wang He and Chen Ling, the two of them, felt puzzled.

After all, for generations they had been Spirit Farmers and Loose Cultivators, and for a moment, they did not know the rules of these aristocratic families.

They could only inquire around and prepare in advance.

Chen Xuan had been far too busy these past two days.

First, he had obtained the most important thing: the Yao Beast core.

This was the essence of a Tier 2 Yao Beast.

It was also one of the paths to achieving the Golden Core.

Ordinary Tier 2 Yao Beasts could not possibly possess a Yao Beast core; they must be gifted by nature or have a mutated Bloodline.

Chen Xuan understood this very clearly in his heart.

This was the greatest Opportunity he had obtained so far, and its value was immeasurable; at the very least, he had never heard of anyone selling Yao Beast cores in all these years.

A Yao Beast capable of condensing a Yao Beast core was almost guaranteed to advance to the Golden Core Realm in the future.

On the battlefield, there were quite a few fallen Tier 2 Yao Beasts, but there was no time to collect corpses during the battle.

Yao Beasts were not like the Human Race; their valuables were not kept in Storage Pouches.

The valuable parts of a Yao Beast were on its body: its fur could be used to make talisman brushes, its hide could be made into precious medicine, its bones and tendons could be made into precious armor, and its essence blood could be used for Body Tempering.

Although it was a treasure from head to toe, it was also full of worthless things.

Especially since extracting them required a great deal of effort, these raw materials were mostly sold directly to merchant guilds, which would process the various materials themselves and then sell them for profit.

According to the market price, the corpse of a Tier 2 Yao Beast was worth about two thousand Spirit Stones.

After Chen Xuan took the Yao Beast core, he also conveniently put the corpse into his Storage Pouch.

Although Biyun Market was now covered in debris, it was also full of treasures.

Lost Storage Pouches and Yao Beast corpses were all money.

Chen Xuan only regretted that he had too few Storage Pouches.

He had a total of three Storage Pouches, and after picking and choosing, they were already full.

Two of them had been picked up in the market.

As the first batch of Cultivators to return to the market, they knew that there was no crisis in the market at this time.

They were the rebuilders of order and the explorers of wealth.

Of course, Chen Xuan did not let the auction house, Artifact Refining workshop, talisman workshop, or Formation workshop go unchecked.

He gained nothing.

Just like the Chen Family Talisman Workshop, the resources had all been taken away.

Otherwise, just this one time, he could have made a fortune.

There were quite a few people in the market treasure-hunting just like Chen Xuan, but most of them were the market's patrol guards.

While it was said to be treasure hunting, nominally it was about clearing broken walls and ruins to support reconstruction.

When Chen Xuan returned to the temporary camp of the Chen Family Talisman Workshop, he found that the old place had been cleared almost completely clean.

When Chen Qiuyu saw Chen Xuan return, she just nodded and continued working.

Everyone had endless work to do.

Although the New Year was approaching, the urgent priority was to restore order.

The Fusheng Immortal City had sent a great number of Cultivators, and it was estimated that the market could be cleared in a month.

At the same time, several highly respected Formation Masters had come to re-layout the Formations.

Chen Xuan secretly vowed that if he had the ability, he must buy a set of Tier 2 Formations.

In addition, regarding the problem of insufficient manpower, the Immortal City had also mobilized surrounding Loose Cultivators and Mortals and sent them to the market to fill the vacancies.

This part was estimated to last for a year, with people being transported over successively.

Chen Xuan stayed for two days, and many familiar faces were gone.

In this battle, the Chen Family Talisman Workshop lost quite a few people; just among the elders, several familiar second uncles and big uncles could no longer be seen.

And that retainer had no news to this day.

It seemed he had unfortunately perished.

Chen Xuan had secretly admired that Dharma Eye technique back then.

He had been thinking about whether he could trade for it, but now it seemed that was impossible.

The market was just being rebuilt, and every Family had too much work; the apprentices all asked for leave to go home.

Chen Xuan's Family was the same.

After taking Golden Roar off the eight dragon carriage.

Home was gone.

The former detached house was now just a cloud of smoke and dust.

The market center had patrol guards clearing it, so the progress was faster.

As for Chen Xuan and the others outside, they could only clear it themselves.

Fortunately, because Chen Xuan could not find any Storage Pouches to scavenge, he bought two more from the Market Master.

At this moment, he quickly put the broken walls into them and then sent them to the centralized ruin disposal site in Biyun Market.

Even though the workload was small, it took half a day to clear an open space on the original ruins.

Zhang Keer also went home immediately, and as expected, her home was gone.

The entire Biyun Market had been almost plowed flat by the Yao Beasts.

In a sense, Chen Xuan and the others would not have to be Spirit Farmers in the future.

The previous Market Master had already died in the beast tide, and once the new Market Master of Biyun Market took office, they could just go and purchase a residence in a residential area.

Now the entire area was being re-registered.

Chen Ling looked at everything in their home turned to dust and muttered:

"What are we going to do..."

The couple had started from scratch and earned the money for their children's education.

Now that their Family business had been trampled flat, it was inevitable that their emotions would fluctuate.

It was as if they had returned to the pre-liberation era overnight.

Of course, in Chen Xuan's view, this was not an issue.

The things in Chen Xuan's three Storage Pouches were estimated to be worth five thousand Spirit Stones.

And their previous house was nothing more than a room built of stone.

At most, it was worth one fragmented Spirit Stone.

Now he was well-off, and it just so happened that the market was being reshuffled.

This was the real Opportunity.

Chen Xuan spoke:

"Let's buy a new land deed; we can keep or sell this land."

Chen Xuan's Family did not know the craft of construction, and in the face of the ruins, they could only clear them.

Even the Chen Family Talisman Workshop, such a large Family, was helpless in the face of the ruins, right?

It was better to wait until those craftsmen arrived before talking about it.

For now, just living in a tent would do.

"But..." Wang He said after hearing Chen Xuan's words, "But we don't have any extra money to buy it."

Although Chen Xuan often sent some fragmented Spirit Stones or even Spirit Stones to subsidize household expenses, the Family had no savings.

"Don't worry, now that the market has been destroyed, housing prices will certainly be low."

"The Market Master lent me a sum of capital before; this is the perfect time for me to buy at the bottom."

Chen Xuan casually found an excuse.

His original intention was also to buy at the bottom in the residential area.

The reason was that the reason a market was a market was because of the Spiritual Vein underground.

A Tier 2 Spiritual Vein was usually owned by a Foundation Establishment Family.

And a large Tier 2 Spiritual Vein was usually a gathering place for markets, where several families specializing in the hundred arts of cultivation lived under the jurisdiction of a large Sect.

Now, since the beast tide had destroyed so many families, the vacant shares would always need someone to fill them.

And coming at the right time was naturally not as good as coming early like Chen Xuan.

He had already sent a message to Market Master Chen, wanting to use the connections of the Chen Family Talisman Workshop to purchase two courtyards.

The price had not been negotiated yet, but it was estimated to cost four thousand Spirit Stones.

If he could secure two adjacent land deeds in the residential area for four thousand, it would actually be a complete profit.

One had to know that before the beast tide, a land deed in the residential area would cost at least forty thousand Spirit Stones.

Of course, there were two reasons for this.

After the war, many families abandoned Biyun Market and prepared to go to the Immortal City or other safe markets.

They sold their house deeds at low prices.

Second, the families were destroyed, and their legacies naturally belonged to the Fusheng Sect; by pulling some strings, he could manage to acquire them.

Plus, during this period, not many people would be buying houses.

However, Chen Xuan was looking at the development ten years, or even a hundred years, down the line.