The Journey of a Former Psychologist
Marketplaces
After treating the wounds and replacing them with new clothes, the two girls continued their journey to the market in the nearby village the name of the village they visited was called Zui village, the nearest village from the border of the forest of death.
The villagers in the majority were novice lever cultivators up to the earth level, as the villagers made the resources at the border of the death forest a source of income.
When the two reached Zui village, as both of them wore veils they became the center of attention for a moment.
Ignoring the views from the crowd, they walked as usual towards one of the buildings that was large enough and most luxurious for the size of the buildings in a village.
In front of the building there was already someone waiting for them and welcoming their arrival, it was clear they were both Fixed customers who had come a lot.
“welcome miss Yan!” said a middle-aged man who was already waiting for them, the middle-aged man was around 40 years old with a stern stature and there was a polite smile on his face.
The passersby also looked at the two girls curiously, as the middle-aged man who greeted him was the owner of the luxurious building. He greeted the two girls very politely which made them curious, who were the two girls?.
“Greetings uncle Lu!” jingmi replied with a polite smile, and was only given a light nod by Azkia. The middle-aged man called Uncle Lu did not bother about Azkia's cold attitude from getting used to it.
He took the two girls into a private room usually used for private meetings.
After entering and sitting Azkia put some wooden boxes that are quite large in size.
“What can all this sell?” tanya Azkia flat.
Uncle Lu grabbed one of the boxes and opened the box, it turned out that the box contained some mid-level monster skins that were usually in the 3rd layer of the death forest.
“Of course, everything that Miss Yan carries is always worth” uncle Lu said hurriedly, his sparkling eyes fixed on the wooden boxes as if looking at a treasure.
“good if uncle Lu satisfied” said Azkia with a knotty smile.
They continued the transaction with 300 gold cloths exchanged for 3 Intermediate-level monster skins, 5 level 2 blood-enhancing pills, orange grass medicinal plants that only existed in the 3rd layer of the death forest, and 10 orange-level energy crystals.
the energy crystal was the power core of a spiritual beast, the energy crystal contained an extremely dense source of Qi as it was the power of a spiritual beast.In contrast to a human who, if dead, would also have lost his cultivation, the difference if the spiritual beast died his cultivation eyes would still exist and be in those energy crystals.
the energy crystal level adjusted the level of the spiritual beast, for example
- Regular - red
- Low - orange
- Intermediate - green
- Rare - blue
- Epic - purple
legend - gold
divine - white
the color of the energy crystal also followed the level of the energy crystal.so it was not difficult to determine the level of the energy crystal.
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the atmosphere in the village market is not much different from in the city, many items sold here are generally daily necessities.
now Azkia and Jingmi were walking in the market, while they were busy shopping for some goods, there was noise in one of the shops. out of curiosity Azkia
told Jingmi to wait and she would look towards the crowd.
the store was crowded in the crowd by a few people who were busy watching a little girl who was about 9 years old crying, he said, in the hands of the little girl there is a sleepy storage of goods that are usually placed in the pocket by the girls.in front of him there is a man who talks to the girl with an angry mimic.
"nonsense, what am I stealing for instead looks like you're the girl who's stealing" the man accused in a high tone.
the crowd discussed what the man said sensibly, there was also a middle-aged woman who came to talk to the little girl angrily.
"little girl, you better admit your mistake and give back the money you stole" the woman snapped in annoyance.
the little girl simply shook her head and continued to cry as she muttered.
"not me, that uncle took it" the girl muttered with her sobs.
"still unwilling to confess, whip him into admitting his guilt!" said the middle-aged woman furiously.
"good mistress" said a few people who followed the middle-aged woman.
when Azkia saw the scene in front of her she understood the truth.
"it turns out that a thief who transferred his responsibility to someone else, wasn't it obvious it just didn't want to take responsibility, why these people were still accusing the little girl" his murmur with a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.
as the men wanted to swing their whips towards the girl, the sound of a girl's crumbs could be heard from the crowd.
"wait!"
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