746: Sword energy is hidden within the sword light.

Feng Cheng did not seem surprised by Ji Wuchang's inquiry and explained with a smile.

"Senior, Wuming Street was a collective decision by many Loose Cultivators."

"Because that place is special; it was originally a Black Market, quite chaotic, and fights broke out frequently."

"But precisely because the fighting was too frequent and people often lost their lives, many were unwilling to go!"

"This made many Loose Cultivators feel uneasy, as many of them didn't have Spirit Stones to rent shops."

"So many Loose Cultivators gathered to discuss the matter and finally set rules: fighting is not allowed there, or else everyone will attack the offender."

"The debate over the name was the most intense; many people wanted to name it after themselves, causing quite a stir."

"Finally, someone proposed Wuming Street, and that's how the name was settled."

"Since the name change, more and more people have been going there, and now it's the most famous place in Bofeng City."

"I go there often too, but my eye for things is limited, and I haven't obtained anything good from it!"

"But I've seen with my own eyes people obtaining top-tier Cultivation Techniques and peak-grade Spirit Weapons there, which is why I mentioned it to Senior!"

Ji Wuchang didn't actually have high expectations, but he smiled and said, "Since you put it that way, let's go take a look!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Cheng nodded quickly and led the way.

The two were very fast, and in just about fifteen minutes, they arrived at Wuming Street.

At the entrance of Wuming Street, there was a special stone tablet engraved with many words.

Ji Wuchang took a look; the general meaning was that fighting is prohibited in Wuming Street, or else everyone will attack together.

He just smiled slightly at such a regulation and didn't take it to heart.

In this world, rules are set by the strong, and the weak can only obey them.

If someone's strength is great enough, no rule will have any effect on them.

He and Feng Cheng walked into Wuming Street and looked at both sides.

Unlike other places, Wuming Street had no shops; everything was laid out on mats, with items placed randomly on the ground.

There were not only people selling things but also those seeking to buy, clearly stating what they needed.

"Senior, here in Wuming Street, if you haven't decided whether to buy or not, you'd better not bargain lightly."

"Once you bargain and the other party agrees, it's equivalent to forming a transaction. If you regret it then, they won't allow it!"

"This is an unwritten rule of Wuming Street!"

Feng Cheng spoke in a low voice.

Ji Wuchang nodded slightly. His gaze swept across both sides of the road, and he indeed found some interesting things.

There were not only Spirit Weapons but even high-grade Spirit Weapons, though the prices were thirty percent higher than outside.

He came to a stall and looked at the person running it, slightly startled to see it was a woman who looked to be in her twenties.

Ji Wuchang's Divine Soul swept over her, and he instantly became alert. Although the woman had restrained her aura, there was still a special pressure about her.

He sensed a trace of Killing Intent from her.

This Killing Intent wasn't directed at him; it was an innate Killing Intent she carried.

Ji Wuchang had felt this kind of aura on one person before—Jia Yi. She also carried this Killing Intent!

Ji Wuchang moved his gaze away from the woman and looked at the items at her stall.

He pointed to a box and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, how much is this selling for?"

Inside the box was a bead. There was a crack on the bead, but Ji Wuchang felt a special Sword Intent from it.

"Thirty thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones!"

The woman spoke slowly, her voice as calm as water, seemingly devoid of any emotion.

Ji Wuchang nodded slightly. With a wave of his hand, a Storage Ring flew toward the woman. He picked up the box and then closed it.

The wisp of Sword Intent on this bead was useful to him; he felt an endless sharpness within it.

Feng Cheng opened his mouth, wanting to say he could bargain, but seeing that Ji Wuchang had already stood up and left, he quickly followed.

The woman took the Storage Ring in her hand. On her wrist, a star pattern appeared, and within the star, there was a wisp of flame.

The woman watched Ji Wuchang's receding back with a grave expression.

She had just restrained her Killing Intent to the extreme, yet the other party could still sense it. This showed that this person was not simple.

"It seems the mission commissioned by the Snow Spear Sect won't be so easy for Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning to complete!"

The woman murmured to herself, then put away the Storage Ring, packed her things, and turned to leave.

Ji Wuchang was currently standing at a corner, expressionlessly watching the woman's receding back with calm eyes.

"The Spark Organization, interesting!"

He whispered softly, then looked at the stall in front of him.

Ji Wuchang's sensitivity to Killing Intent far exceeded that of ordinary people. It was hard for someone not from an assassin organization to have that kind of Killing Intent.

A normal person's Killing Intent is fierce and overbearing, like a tiger out of its cage, wanting to devour everything.

But an assassin's Killing Intent is extremely subtle and feminine. This is due to their year-round restraint, as they don't want others to perceive it.

Ji Wuchang sneered inwardly. Since they were looking for death, he would grant it to them.

After wandering around Wuming Street for more than an hour, Ji Wuchang finally left with Feng Cheng.

He then found an inn to stay at. After Feng Cheng said he would return tomorrow, he took his leave.

Ji Wuchang sat cross-legged on the bed, recalling the events of the day. He became increasingly certain that he was being targeted by that Spark Organization!

His eyes were calm as he took out the bead and poured his Divine Soul into it. Sure enough, a strand of Sword Qi was sealed inside the bead.

In Ji Wuchang's eyes at this moment, an illusory figure held a long sword and slashed downward toward the distance!

A sword light slashed out from the long sword in the figure's hand, directly forming a silk thread that went straight for a distant mountain peak.

The sword light was silent and passed through the distant mountain peak, piercing it directly.

Just then, thousands of strands of Sword Qi erupted from within the mountain peak, bursting out from all around it.

The strands of Sword Qi crisscrossed, directly chopping the mountain peak into countless fragments!

Ji Wuchang's eyes lit up as he watched, and a hint of joy couldn't help but appear in his gaze.

When he bought it today, he only felt that this wisp of Sword Qi would serve as a reference for him; he didn't expect such a great harvest inside.

This strike wasn't a specific sword move, but rather a special insight into using the sword.

When attacking, one condenses all Sword Qi into the single slash. Once it hits the opponent, thousands of strands of Sword Qi will explode.

This was much harder and much stronger than directly slashing out thousands of strands of Sword Qi!

For Ji Wuchang, who cultivated sword techniques, this strike opened up a new line of thought.

Once he integrated this into his own sword moves, the power of the Sword Qi he slashed out would be even more terrifying.

To him, these thirty thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones were well spent, much better than obtaining some kind of top-tier Battle Technique!