Star Sky Professional
Chapter 42 Old Friends (Asking for Monthly Tickets at the Month’s End)

Chapter 42: Chapter 42 Old Friends (Asking for Monthly Tickets at the Month’s End)

Qinglin Square.

"I didn’t expect this revenge to go so smoothly beyond imagination..."

Fang Xing looked at the silvery-white laser gun in his hand, a smile flitting across his face, "If I couldn’t find the other party, I was prepared to use methods like the ’Seeking Qi Talisman’..."

It must be said, though the talismans of the Immortal Cultivation World weren’t as destructive as ordinary weapons from the interstellar era, they were extremely useful in other respects.

For example, this ’Seeking Qi Talisman,’ as long as one has a person’s qi, one can find them within a certain range!

There was also the Concealing Talisman from last time, which quite literally saved Fang Xing’s life.

Otherwise, he might have been found and killed by Lance’s little creature...

But if it really came to that, he would rather risk exposing his secret of crossing worlds than not hide in the Otherworld.

Fang Xing stepped out of his room, leisurely stretching his arms.

At this moment, the door of the neighbor’s house, previously Mrs. Shen’s residence, opened and out walked a stout man in black.

He paused upon seeing Fang Xing, then bowed with his hands clasped, "This fellow Daoist is courteous. I am ’Demon Catcher’ Yu Xia, who has just moved in. From now on, we are neighbors."

"So it is Fellow Daoist Yu..."

Fang Xing returned the bow with a smile, "I was in retreat before, only heard that the Upper Sect sent people to clear the demon beasts, how was the battle?"

"So Fellow Daoist has been in retreat these days..." Yu Xia cracked a smile, "With a Foundation Establishment great cultivator taking action, naturally, we won overwhelmingly. The Foundation Establishment cultivators of Upper Sect and the ancestor from the Zheng Family killed several second-rank Demon Beasts in one go. Without their leaders, many first-rank Demon Beasts were killed, and this surge simply dissolved..."

"So the beast surge has been resolved?" On hearing this, Fang Xing felt somewhat dazed, inwardly lamenting that this is indeed the world of cultivation, where high-rank powers decide everything.

"Yes, those ordinary living supplies can finally come down in price, damn it... Only hate that there’s too much supply of demon beast materials, making prices plummet and affecting my livelihood..." As Yu Xia claimed to be a Demon Catcher, he obviously mainly hunted demon beasts.

But at this moment, when he spoke, there was not only no sense of decadence but some pride.

"Haha, after the siege of the beast surge, the Upper Sect must have rewarded generously... I guess it’s enough to live on for a while. In the future, the price of demon beast materials will gradually increase," Fang Xing chuckled.

"Exactly, Fellow Daoist not joining was indeed a pity... In two days, the Zheng Family is organizing an auction to celebrate the successful ending of the great demon beast tide, you must not miss it."

Yu Xia said.

"An auction? Thanks for the reminder, Fellow Daoist."

Fang Xing bowed and walked towards the street of Qinglin Square.

...

"Demon beast meat... Discounted demon beast meat!"

"Top-quality ’Black Spirit Fruit,’ for just one Spirit Stone each..."

"Massive price cuts on beast skin, tendons, and bones..."

Inside Qinglin Square, it was still bustling as before.

In fact, Fang Xing saw many more stalls, displaying a dazzling array of demon beast materials, truly overwhelming.

"Hmm, I can buy more varieties of demon beast meat, even stock them up, rare for the prices to plummet so much..."

Fang Xing browsed around, nodding thoughtfully.

"Perhaps I should find an agent, whether to sell Spiritual Medicine on my behalf or to gather various information from the market. Being absorbed in training alone, I’m a bit out of touch, even the auction was something I learned from others..."

Now, with a laser gun for self-defense, his actions had become bolder.

Having sufficient strength, one can recruit others to work for oneself without fear of backlash—because he can suppress them at a flick of the wrist.

But this can wait, no rush, it can be planned and considered gradually.

"At least, before I start school, it isn’t urgent..."

Once school starts, Fang Xing’s time here would greatly diminish, every minute and second devoted to Cultivation, having a subordinate would be really convenient.

Fang Xing approached a stall selling demon beast meat, "How are you selling this demon beast meat?"

The stall owner, a burly man, was wielding a bone-chopping knife. With a flick of the knife, a bone was cleanly removed, devoid of any flesh. Upon hearing Fang Xing, he didn’t even look up to respond, "Fifteen pounds for one Spirit Stone!"

"How about cheaper, thirty pounds for one Spirit Stone?"

Fang Xing began to bargain.

Having stayed in Qinglin Square for a while, he had become accustomed to local customs and knew that not bargaining during transactions meant getting ripped off.

"You’re joking, eighteen pounds at most!" The butcher glared, exuding a bit of fierceness.

Judging by his cultivation, he might well be a late-stage Qi Cultivator!

Too bad he can’t intimidate Fang Xing, who possessed a laser gun, "Twenty-five pounds!"

After a long haggle, they settled on around twenty pounds.

"Alright, give me a hundred pounds."

Fang Xing took out five low-grade Spirit Stones, internally resolving to pickle the meat upon returning, "This is from a pig demon, right? Give me the leg meat, the hind legs!"

"Such demanding requirements..."

The meat stall owner was somewhat speechless, but still obediently cut the meat as Fang Xing requested.

After all, there were too many stalls selling demon beast materials now, and the meat would go bad if left for too long; selling even a little more was beneficial.

"This leg meat is not bad, it can be made into ham when I get back..."

As a Martial Artist, Fang Xing, carrying a hundred pounds as if it were nothing, made another two rounds before preparing to head back to his own shack to have a good meal and cultivate, while waiting for the auction.

While on his way, he passed through the Beta district of the shack area.

As Fang Xing walked by, he often saw several heavily made-up women leaning against the edges of their gates, their eyes seemingly hooked, staring straight at every passerby.

Occasionally, one or two Martial Artists would step forward, negotiate a price, then enter through the gate and shut it firmly behind them.

"Damn, openly soliciting in broad daylight..."

Fang Xing spat, unconsciously touching his money bag: "I only have one grain of spirit sand here, though it’s much cheaper than a whole low-grade spirit stone at the Rain Listening Tower... But, that’s not right, the fairies in Rain Listening Tower are proper immortal cultivators who have cultivated special Bewitching Techniques, and here they are just Martial Artists... It’s rare for us Martial Artists to genuinely pin cultivators beneath us..."

Walking on, a commotion suddenly erupted ahead.

Slap!

A figure was flung out, falling awkwardly to the ground.

Fortunately, the person who hit him wasn’t trying to harm anyone, and he quickly got up with a roll, dusting the dirt off his body: "Damn whore... If you’re not selling, just say so. Why get violent?"

"Humph... Not even considering what goods you are, yet you want a taste of me! Go back and drink your mother’s foot-washing water!"

Hua Feiyue lazily leaned against the door, her scolding laced with playful charm.

She wore a lotus leaf dress, revealing a large patch of snowy and rich bosom truly bright and alluring.

Given the place, it wasn’t surprising she was misunderstood.

After scolding the man she mistook for peeping, she caught a glimpse of Fang Xing from the corner of her eye and couldn’t help but giggle: "If you were as handsome as this young brother here, I wouldn’t mind giving it a thought, even throwing in a half spirit stone for free!"

The client, whose features weren’t ugly but could at best be described as plain, glared at Fang Xing furiously, clearly resenting him too, leaving Fang Xing utterly speechless.

Was this an unwarranted calamity?

He commented in his heart but simply smiled: "My dear Hua, your words are unfair..."

"Oh? What’s unfair about them?" Hua Feiyue chuckled.

"I am dashing and suave, the very picture of elegance... Surely worth a spirit stone," Fang Xing naturally replied.

"Not bad, not bad, here’s a spirit stone for you!" Hua Feiyue beckoned with her finger.

Fang Xing immediately entered through the gate, performing a Leopard Tail Kick to shut the door firmly.

The disgruntled client could only curse and call them names, leaving in embarrassment under the scornful and mocking looks of others.

...

"Did... my young friend really come to support my business?"

Seeing Fang Xing shut the door, a glint flashed in Hua Feiyue’s eyes as she asked with a playful laugh.

"How has Hua fallen to such a state?"

Fang Xing scanned the surroundings, noticing some common rice left in a qinghua porcelain bowl on the stove.

"Sigh... Offended the Black Tiger Gang and also parted ways with the boss, how can I dare to go hunting outside? I can only stick close to the Qinglin Square for safety... Previously, much of my savings went on healing elixirs, now isn’t it only living in hardship?" Hua Feiyue sounded somewhat resentful, eyes fixed on the pork in Fang Xing’s hand: "Little brother, you seem to live quite freely... actually having demon beast meat for every meal!"

"I’m just doing a small business, things have been slightly better lately."

Fang Xing originally only planned to chat for a while.

But seeing Hua Feiyue’s current situation, he couldn’t help feeling somewhat inclined to help.

After all, she was an Innate Martial Artist; her only fault initially had been cozying up too close to cultivators, ending up thoroughly beaten.

Now her situation was so dire she was even eyeing his body... meat.

"Having a living here in Qinglin square is a dream for many cultivators and Martial Artists... alas..."

Hua Feiyue seemed lost in thought, genuinely showing a lack of spirits.

Perhaps, like her fifth sister, she should leave this heart-breaking place too?

Otherwise, she might really end up selling meat to get by.

"Hua, don’t be disheartened, here’s ten pounds of demon beast meat for you."

Fang Xing thought for a moment and decided to offer something sweet first.

After all, it was his first visit and bringing gifts was customary; given Hua’s situation with no one to rely on, and her adept social skills, perhaps she would be a good candidate as a shopkeeper in the future?

Even if they ended up not making any deals, giving some demon beast meat now wouldn’t hurt, as it wasn’t worth much anyway.

"My young friend..."

Hua Feiyue seemed genuinely touched, her eyes shimmering as she giggled: "Could it be... you fancy me? Unfortunately, I don’t have any spirit stones..."

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