The Prodigies War

The woman in black saw everything dimming before her and was about to suffocate.

The murderer of her father was standing right in front of her, but not only was she too weak to take revenge, she might also even throw away her own life. This filled her with despair.

She could only blame herself for being too impulsive and letting anger take over. It never crossed her mind whether she was a match for the enemy.

But…

She had to avenge her father!

How could she remain calm after she finally managed to find the enemy?

She failed to fight back the tears building in her eyes. She sighed in her heart as she remembered the words that her father often said to her when she was a child:

“The world of cultivation is where the strong prey on the weak and it is so brutal that there is no room for even a trace of mercy. I will protect you forever, but if one day I am gone, you must take good care of yourself...”

At that time, she did not understand those words and thought her father was nagging too much, controlling her and did not treat her as an adult.

What she missed the most was her father, and what she regretted the most was not realizing her father’s good intentions sooner!

Feelings of regret, frustration, anger, and helplessness drowned her heart like a tsunami, turning it into a bottomless pit of despair.

“Fellow Daoist, that girl is not bad looking, how about giving her to me?” Suddenly, someone let out a lecherous laugh.

The gray-robed old man agreed. “Sure, how about I sell her to you for one dao crystal?”

“One dao crystal?”

Everyone was taken aback.

“In my eyes, this idiotic woman is only worth one dao crystal,” said the gray-robed old man indifferently.

His remark was met with a burst of laughter.

Most of the cultivators who came to the black market of the underground world were not good people, and many were atrocious criminals. They would not care about the life and death of a woman.

“Release her.”

At this moment, Lin Xun appeared on the scene, looking coldly at the gray-robed old man.

“Oh, do you want to be a hero?”

“Tsk, tsk, he’s standing up to injustice, are there still people like him in this world?”

Before the gray-robed old man responded, the other cultivators nearby laughed and made jokes.

“Friend, did you see that? They are all laughing at you. Do you still want to save her?” asked the gray-robed old man disdainfully.

“Someone doing evil can do it so boldly and righteously, but someone doing good is laughed at and mocked. This world...is indeed becoming more and more disappointing.” Lin Xun sighed.

“Doing good?”

The spectator burst into laughter again.

The gray-robed old man said coldly, “In this world, the line between good and evil, black and white, kind and bad...has never been important. What is important is that whoever is strongest can decide life and death.”

“Is that right?” Lin Xun did not make any move.

Boom!

However, the old man felt a tremendous force bearing down on him like the weight of one thousand mountains. He was forced to the ground with a thud.

At the same time, the woman in black was rescued.

The laughter around ceased abruptly, and many cultivators donned solemn expressions.

Only then did they realize that the young man they ridiculed was actually a powerful character!

Suddenly, the woman in black screamed out in disbelief, “It’s you, Lu Bai!”

Pinned to the ground, the old man in gray lost his disguise and resumed the appearance of a dignified looking young man!

“How could it be you? We were engaged, and my father was so nice to you. How could you...how could you do such a thing...” The woman’s pretty face blanched and her body trembled uncontrollably as if she could not believe her eyes.

The cultivators watching nearby gasped audibly. That guy actually killed his future father-in-law?

So ruthless!

The young man panicked and lost his previous calm.

The woman in black’s eyes were blurred with tears. She was devastated. Her father was killed by her fiancé...

She was on the verge of breakdown.

Seeing this, Lin Xun snapped his fingers, and with a boom, the young man convulsed with an agonizing scream. His cultivation was utterly destroyed.

“Miss, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.”

After Lin Xun said this, he turned around and left. From beginning to end, no one dared to stop him.

No one dared to laugh at him again. Many even felt a hint of respect for him. In this world...not many people would do good like him anymore…

As Lin Xun walked away, he heard a blood-curdling cry from behind.

Without looking back, Lin Xun knew that the young man had been killed.

As for how grief-stricken and broken-hearted the woman in black must be, he could only sympathize with her. After all, he was just a passerby.

On the way, Xie San was silent for some moments, then he said aloud, “Fellow Daoist, although I don’t agree with your actions, you have my heartfelt respect. However, in this black market, I want to remind you that it is best not to have a good heart.”

Lin Xun did not care.

Before long, under the lead of Xie San, Lin Xun entered an ancient hall.

The moment he stepped inside, he noticed that the hall, enveloped in numerous restriction arrays, was heavily guarded.

When Xie San was about to leave, he seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he just sighed and shook his head.

Three people were sitting in the hall. In the middle was a middle-aged man in a black robe. His hair and beard were jet-black like ink, and his eyes were as cold as lightning. The aura around him was dark and unfathomable.

Sitting on his left and right were a white-haired old man and an alluring lady.

The white-haired old man was stroking a golden abacus with a kind look in his eyes.

The alluring lady was scantily clad, exposing the soft and fair skin of her chest. One slender and long leg was crossed over the other. Her eyes had a moist, glistening appearance like water, and the lower half of her body emanated a mature and alluring charm. She was as sultry as fire.

With a quick glance over them, Lin Xun determined that the black-robed middle-aged man was a Big Saint while the white-haired old man and the beautiful lady were at the True Saint Stage.

Their combined power was already considered astonishing in Lin’an City.

After all, Lin’an City was just one of the tens of thousands of cities in Qing State. It was rare to see three Saints appear together in the black market of the underground world of Lin’an City.

Of course, it did not matter how extraordinary the other party was; Lin Xun did not care.

With his current strength, he dared to go up against a quasi-Emperor. How would he attach any importance to a Big Saint and two True Saints?

“Fellow Daoist, what do you want to sell?”

The black-robed man in the middle asked in a deep voice as his eyes scanned Lin Xun like a blade, but he didn’t seem to notice anything unusual.

Lin Xun’s aura was simple and ordinary. He had full intention of hiding his identity so how would he let the other party see through him?

“How much is this medicinal herb worth?” With a turn of his hand, Lin Xun brought out a plant.

“Three thousand six hundred dao crystals.” The black-robed middle-aged man briefly inspected it, seemed a little disappointed, and threw out an offer.

“Is it not too low?”

The medicinal herb was worth at least five thousand dao crystals in the outside world.

The alluring lady pursed her lips. “Fellow Daoist, this is the black market, so the prices are naturally much lower than the outside world. If you have a lot of treasures to sell, then the price is negotiable.”

Lin Xun nodded in acknowledgment and with a flick of his sleeve, a pile of precious medicinal herbs appeared. There were over hundreds of varieties, all glowing splendidly and emitting a medicinal fragrance.

“Then what about these?”

Only then did the middle-aged man don a serious expression and examine them carefully for a moment. “They are in pretty good condition, I will give you seventy five percent of the market price.”

“What about these?”

Lin Xun waved his sleeve once again, and bottles and jars of pills and elixirs flew out.

The beautiful woman stood up and went forward to check them one by one. After a moment, her eyes lit up with surprise. “Fellow Daoist, you have a lot of good stuff on you. Some of these herbs and pills are precious treasures of ancient orthodoxies that are never passed to outsiders.”

The middle-aged man’s eyes gleamed and he asked, “Madam Yan, how much are they worth?”

“Eighty percent of the outside market price.” The alluring lady threw out a number.

“There’s no rush. I have more.”

As Lin Xun spoke, took out more rare treasures, ores, aeth essence and herbs, piling them together like a small hill.

At this moment, the black-robed middle-aged man and the alluring lady were both breathing rapidly.

The white-haired old man who had been stroking the golden abacus all this time rose to his feet and went over to verify the items.

In his hands, the golden abacus clattered.

The white-haired old man stated in a deep voice, “They are all high quality goods, we can purchase them at ninety percent of the market price.”

When he raised his eyes to look at Lin Xun, there was a strange look in his eyes, as if he had noticed something in those treasures.

Meanwhile, the black-robed middle-aged and the alluring lady were stupefied with an odd look twisting their faces.

It was very unusual for a person to sell so many treasures, and each one was of top quality.

“Ninety percent? Still not enough.” Lin Xun shook his head.

The treasures were spoils he had collected over the years.

To people like the black-robed middle-aged man, each one was an extremely valuable and rare treasure.

But to Lin Xun, the treasures were of no use so he planned to sell them.

“Fellow Daoist, this is our highest offer. After all, this is an underground transaction, and the treasures you want to sell are all stolen goods that can’t be seen in public.” The middle-aged man’s eyes flashed and he spoke in a leisurely manner. “Since it’s stolen goods, we obviously can’t match the market price."

“Ninety-five percent. If your Fog Obscured Alms can take them, then they are all yours. If you can’t, then I’ll find another place,” Lin Xun negotiated indifferently.

The black-robed middle-aged wrinkled his brows and his face darkened a little.

Anyone who came to the black market wanted to keep their identity hidden from the public because once their identity was exposed, they would definitely be targeted by their enemies.

Moreover, transactions in the black market were all about strength, not rules!

Therefore, when selling stolen goods, no one had ever dared to negotiate with their Fog Obscured Alms!

“Fine. Rarely do we meet such a big seller. Let’s just make less money this time. Old Tong, add up the price of all the treasures,” Madam Yan said with a smile.

The white-haired old man nodded, and the beads of the golden abacus clattered in his hands.

After a while, he raised his head and reported a number expressionlessly, “A total of nine million three hundred fifty thousand dao crystals.”

The black-robed middle-aged man and Madam Yan both looked surprised, as if shocked by the amount.

Lin Xun sneered to himself. That old fellow actually lied so blatantly in front of me!