Chapter 142: The Land of Trade

  "Too ruthless?"

  Meng Qiu listened, turned his head and looked at Lin Feng with disdain: "Newcomers are just newcomers, how ridiculous! Are you a barbarian from the south?" Haha!

  Mèng Qiū!

  Zi Ming glared at Meng Qiu, who grunted and turned his head back to continue watching the slaughter below.

  Ye Lü Lü smiled and said: "Lin brother, this is the most important venue for beast blood transactions. More than 80% of the beast blood transactions in Wan Shou Town are conducted here. If you want to buy exotic beast blood, you must come here. As for the duel below, it's just a way to add some excitement! This isn't always the case, it only happens every other day for two hours, and today you happened to catch it! After seeing more of this in the future, you'll get used to it!"

  Lin Feng looked at the high platforms around him.

  The high platform was divided into separate areas, each with a large stone pedestal in the center. Many people were watching the performances below while discussing beast blood transactions. From time to time, jade vials filled with exotic beast blood would be placed on the table, and the strong would engage in heated price negotiations.

  As they spoke, the corpse of that youth had already been torn clean by the ferocious beasts below. At this time, a thick iron gate opened and another youth wearing beast skin walked out with a short knife in hand.

  "Roar!" The scarred leopard-like beast let out a loud roar and pounced on the animal-skinned youth again. The youth roared back and charged at the beast, and the scene was once again splattered with fresh blood.

  "Who are these young people?" Lin Feng asked.

  This young man is just like the previous one, both of them have the strength of Tiger Shape Fist's third level.

  "This is the Beast Colosseum of Wan Shou Town, these guys are all raised by the owner of the Beast Colosseum since they were young. If they can successfully kill three fierce beasts, they will be able to gain their freedom."

  Ye Lü Lü smiled and pointed below, continuing: "Of course, if others have the courage, they can also go down and fight with these fierce beasts. There are all kinds of levels of exotic beasts here, defeating exotic beasts of the same level, in addition to getting a generous reward, you can also get one-tenth of the bet as compensation!"

  "If you were to go down like Lin, the beast that would come out would be equivalent to the seventh level of internal family fist power. It's estimated that one round would also yield tens of thousands of gold coins."

  "Never mind!" Lin Feng shook his head.

  If he were to go down and deal with such a monster, it would almost be a sure win. However, he didn't like the feeling of being entertained by others.

  "Meng Qiu, go and help me stake 1 million gold coins. I bet this guy will win!" Qi Ming said, taking out a gold coin card and handing it to Meng Qiu beside him.

  "Good!" Meng Qiu responded with a sound, took the gold card and walked into the room not far away. Apparently that was where the betting took place.

  "Lin Ge, if you have any spare gold coins, you can also use them to place a bet." Ye Lü Lü said with a smile.

  "Never mind, I won't use it," Lin Feng shook his head and said, "I'm a poor man."

  "Alright!" Ye Lügreen nodded, "Brother Lin, you're also here to buy beast blood, right? Which types of beast blood do you need? I can take you to have a look."

  "No rush, I'll just take a look around, you go ahead and attend to your business!" Lin Feng said.

  Ye Lü's eyes widened slightly as she nodded and said, "Okay!"

  Lin Feng smiled at him, turned around and left the railing, came to a high platform around, chose a deserted corner and sat down, starting to observe the people around.

  Today is the first time he came here, and he didn't plan to buy anything, but rather get familiar with this place first.

  "Sir, would you like some wine?"

  A girl wearing a fur miniskirt walked over with a tray in her hands, on which were several dark-colored **.

  Lin Feng spent 100 gold coins and bought a cup of blood wine, placing it on the stone pedestal in front of him, slowly drinking it.

  "Top-grade Ink Cloud Carving Blood, one hundred bottles, priced at one million gold coins!" A middle-aged man standing nearby waved his hand, and one hundred rough jade bottles flew out, landing on the wide stone table in front of him.

  An old man opposite took a jade bottle, lightly sniffed it, and nodded in satisfaction: "It's indeed the blood of Mo Yun Chao, and the quality is not bad either. Alright, I'll pay you 800,000 gold coins."

  A middle-aged man had three people beside him, two men and one woman. The middle-aged man turned his head to glance at the three of them, nodded and said: "Deal!"

  The old man took out a gold coin card and handed it to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man took a look, put away the gold coin card, and with a wave of his hand, all 100 jade bottles disappeared.

  "This is really...!" Lin Feng's eyes widened, "A casual transaction, and it's almost 100,000 gold coins. And the two parties involved in the transaction actually both have spatial containers! Isn't it said that spatial containers are very precious?"

  "Haha!" Old Man Zhuang burst out laughing, "You little brat, the spatial container is precious indeed, but that depends on who it's for. What kind of place is this? This is the edge of the Tian Nan mountain range! The Tian Nan mountain range has many strange beasts, and those that appear here aren't your native strongmen from south of Tian Nan, but mostly are outsiders from outside the mountains."

  "That old man who bought the beast blood should be a fairly powerful symbol master, and the one who sold the beast blood is likely the captain of a team that hunts down exotic beasts. People like them usually have spatial containers on their person; otherwise, how would they store the exotic beast blood?"

  Lin Feng let out a wry smile, the gap between the powers of the south and the strong on the mainland was indeed very large. As the overlord of the Luoyun Sect, Ye Zi was one of the five great commanders of the Xuanwu Heavy Cavalry, but at that time, he didn't even have a single spatial container. And yet, these foreign strongmen all possessed spatial containers.

  Zhuang Lao continued, "Spatial containers also have their own grades. The one I'm currently residing in is valuable anywhere on the continent. As for these people's spatial containers, most of them probably can't compare to this one; if they can even get one that's half as large as yours, it would be a good thing."

  Lin Feng nodded and asked: "Zhuang Lao, you just mentioned the team that hunted down the alien beast, what's going on with that?"

  Zhuang Lao chuckled and said, "On the mainland, there is a class of strong individuals who do not want to be bound by the sect's rules and prefer to be free. Many of these people make a living by hunting and killing alien beasts. They also form fixed teams to hunt and kill alien beasts together, cooperating with each other and sharing the benefits. Such teams are generally fixed, and the members trust each other extremely, their relationship is even comparable to that of sworn brothers in the military. Look around, those who sell beast blood to the symbol masters are mostly this kind of person."

  Lin Feng took a look around and indeed, the chaotic environment could be roughly divided into two types of people. Those who were in groups of three to five were mostly sellers selling beast blood. Some were temporarily not trading, but they all exuded an extremely overbearing and powerful aura. As for the strong buyers purchasing beast blood, they were often alone.

  "So many masters!" Lin Feng's heart was also slightly shocked.

  Among the three major sects, how precious is a Symbol Master, yet here there are dozens of people who seem to be Symbol Masters.

  "How can there be so many symbol masters? If it were that easy to find a symbol master, what would be precious about it?! Most of the people here are not symbol masters, just attendants who procure beast blood for them!" Old Zhuang laughed and said, "Those are some guys with souls stronger than ordinary people, but not strong enough to become first-rate symbol masters. Every real symbol master usually recruits a few of these people. They can help symbol masters draw simple symbol arrays, distinguish the quality of beast blood, and procure it for them. Of course, there is also a possibility for these people to advance to become symbol masters, but that possibility is extremely small!"

  "It was like that." Lin Feng nodded, and a hint of superiority rose up in his heart again.

  "Actually, you're just a symbol attendant for now." Old Zhuang knew what Lin Feng was thinking and chuckled, "Only when you can independently complete a full set of symbol equipment can you be called a symbol master. You don't count yet."

  "Ah." Lin Feng rubbed his nose.

  Also, according to the division of Symbol Masters, being able to craft equipment of a certain level means that one is a Symbol Master of that level. I haven't even been able to independently create a single piece of true Symbolic equipment yet.

  I myself am the same as these people, but the difference is probably that they have very little chance of being promoted to a first-class symbol master, whereas I am destined to be able to advance quickly and smoothly.

  "Kid, in a place like this, try to keep a low profile. Remember, your current identity is just that of a symbol apprentice who came to purchase the blood of exotic beasts. A place like this isn't somewhere you have the qualifications to show off yet."

  Lin Feng nodded slightly.

  Boast? Boasting without any meaning is extremely foolish. The things he has been through have made his ambition extremely mature, how could he possibly do such a thing?

  Of course, if someone is deceived and comes to the door, then it's another story!

  "This place, I've been here before in my younger years. At that time, I still had a strong body - Ah, never mind! Listen up, kid, the owner of this underground market is extremely mysterious and powerful. You don't have to worry about getting robbed here, but your few coins are also not worth anyone's attention."

  Lin Feng was speechless, and the robbers of the Xiangshan gang added up to his master's warm hospitality and his own military merit exchange. He is now worth hundreds of millions of gold coins, how can he say it's just a few pieces of money?

  "Next door is a room you can go take a look, broaden your horizons. The things inside, you should find interesting. But once you get there, you'll also realize just how poor you are!"

  "Which one?" Lin Feng asked.

  "Right behind you." said Old Zhuang.

  Lin Feng turned his head to look, outside the high platform was a circle of corridors, and inside the corridors were large rooms. The one directly opposite him had no signs, but there were many people entering and exiting, looking quite lively.

  Lin Feng stepped down from the high platform and walked around to the corridor inside, entering that room.

  The room was empty and bare, with no decorations. On the surrounding walls, there were over a dozen protruding grids. Inside each grid was a statue of a person with a cold expression, emitting a faint aura of yuan energy fluctuations. The grids were protected by thick crystal, but most people just looked on without making a purchase, while several beast-skin-clad servant girls in the hall also looked listless.

  Lin Feng walked up to a cell and looked at the plaque on it.

  "First-class puppeteer, with strength equivalent to a seventh-rank strongman of the Internal Family Fist, priced at five million standard gold coins."