93: This photo stone...

“Now, I’ll go ask Li Qiuyue about the black market!”

Su Xuan then disappeared from the spot.

Arriving at Li Qiuyue’s residence, Li Qiuyue was cultivating at the moment. Su Xuan silently approached Li Qiuyue from behind, a chokehold—oh no, a hug.

Su Xuan directly picked Li Qiuyue up from behind, giving Li Qiuyue a huge surprise.

“Oh, husband, you scared me to death!”

Startled by the sudden movement, Li Qiuyue playfully chided him, but she wasn't truly angry. Instead, she guided Su Xuan's mischievous hand to a more suitable position.

“Next time you come, could you please give me a heads-up? Otherwise, if I get startled and hurt you, that wouldn’t be good!”

Li Qiuyue reminded him.

“Hehehe, sorry, my dear wife, wasn’t I just trying to give you a surprise?”

Su Xuan chuckled.

“If I remember correctly, Mother was going to test your cultivation progress today. Did you pass?”

Li Qiuyue asked.

“Don’t worry, wasn’t it easy? If I hadn’t passed, would I still be standing here perfectly fine?”

Su Xuan chuckled.

“That’s true!”

Li Qiuyue nodded.

Su Xuan was not in a hurry to state his purpose because he knew that when asking for help from others, one needed to show sincerity!

And Su Xuan's sincerity this time was great, very satisfying; Li Qiuyue would definitely like it.

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After an unknown period, once Li Qiuyue had somewhat recovered, Su Xuan finally stated his purpose.

“Qiuyue, do you know about a black market near the Holy Land?”

Su Xuan asked.

“A black market? What do you need that you have to go to a place like that?”

Li Qiuyue was a bit puzzled.

A black market, as the name suggests, deals with unsavory things. It’s a mixed bag of people, and there’s no proper management.

Many Holy Land Disciples have suffered losses there.

“Elder Su asked me to go to the black market to buy something for her, so I came to ask if there are any dangers in this black market!”

Su Xuan said.

“So that’s it. There isn’t really any danger to speak of. You are a Holy Land Disciple, so they wouldn’t dare to make things difficult for you!”

Li Qiuyue replied.

“In that case, I’m relieved!”

Su Xuan nodded.

“You don’t need to personally handle errands, do you? Should I find someone to help?”

Li Qiuyue asked.

“No need, Elder Su specifically asked me to go personally, perhaps she doesn’t want others to know!”

Su Xuan said.

He himself was also curious about the mysteries of this so-called recording stone. If it was truly as he expected, then he might encounter another Destined Protagonist!

He was certain that if this item was indeed what he envisioned, then there must be a fellow transmigrator from his hometown in this area.

Only a fellow transmigrator from our hometown would have the imagination to create such a thing.

“Alright! Just be careful! But you don’t need to worry too much about strong cultivators targeting you. Given your current status, the Holy Land must have secretly dispatched Guardians to protect you!”

Li Qiuyue said.

“Mm…”

The two of them lingered for a bit longer. Afterward, Su Xuan tidied his clothes slightly and then went out.

Before long, Su Xuan arrived at a small town, following the address Li Qiuyue had given him.

On the surface, this was a small town, with many ordinary people living there.

However, once night fell, the place transformed.

Su Xuan wasn't in a hurry. After enjoying some entertainment unique to this Different World, the sky quickly darkened.

At night, as a mist enveloped the area, the entire town quickly changed its appearance.

Along the original streets, many mysterious stalls suddenly appeared. The stall owners each had peculiar expressions, and the items they sold were strange and bizarre, emitting either bright or dim light.

“Handsome, is this your first time at the black market?”

Before Su Xuan could speak, someone came over to strike up a conversation.

“Indeed. How did you know?”

Su Xuan retorted.

“Most people here wear masks to conceal their identities; you’re an exception!”

Su Xuan subconsciously touched his face and looked around.

Indeed, he was an exception.

“How much? Name your price!”

Without needing to say more, Su Xuan already knew that the other party was trying to sell him a mask.

Upon hearing this, the other party was slightly taken aback. They hadn't even prepared their sales pitch, yet Su Xuan had gone straight to the point!

“Fair price, one Mid-Grade Spirit Stone will do!”

The other party said.

Su Xuan glanced at it. Conveniently, he had an appraisal skill that could assess the quality of the mask.

After confirming that it was indeed worth that amount, Su Xuan handed over a Mid-Grade Spirit Stone to the other party.

“Thank you for your patronage, brother! Wish you a pleasant life!”

Leaving that sentence behind, the other party hastily departed.

Wearing the mask, Su Xuan blended into the crowd, and the atmosphere also set in.

He moved between the various stalls, his gaze constantly searching for recording stones with numbers and mysterious digits.

However, after searching around, Su Xuan couldn’t find what he wanted, which made him a bit frustrated.

“Brother, do you know if there’s a recording stone with an asterisk and mysterious numbers nearby?”

Unable to do anything else, Su Xuan had to ask a stall owner.

The other party, seeing that Su Xuan wasn’t there to buy anything, was initially enthusiastic but then became cold.

“These, these, and these, I’ll take them all!”

Seeing this, Su Xuan also activated his ‘money power’ and bought all the somewhat valuable items at this stall. Only then was the other party willing to speak.

“Right over there, in that small alley!”

The stall owner pointed in a direction. Su Xuan looked where he pointed and saw a narrow, dimly lit alley.

“Thank you!”

Su Xuan thanked him, not noticing the strange look the stall owner gave him.

“Ah! Young man! You still need to exercise moderation! With so many Spirit Stones, wouldn’t it be better to find someone in the Yichun Brothel?”

The stall owner shook his head.

Arriving at the direction the stall owner pointed, the scene inside was not what Su Xuan had imagined. Instead, it was quite lively, with many people gathered around a stall.

“Everyone, don’t push! There’s enough for everyone! Code 9527, produced by Technician No. 88 of a certain Spring Brothel, bidding ten Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!”

“Code 12345, it contains sound and plot explanation, bidding one High-Grade Spirit Stone!”

The stall owner kept shouting. Su Xuan squeezed through the crowd and saw recording stones arranged on the stall, each bearing an asterisk symbol and a string of mysterious numerical codes.

“Asterisk, numerical code! I finally found you!”