The Supreme God

Continuing down the road, Austin observed the merchants and inspected their wares. Some stalls sold furs, bones, and organs of a variety of beasts, while others peddled medicine and weapons, as well as special elixirs.

There were also several that offered books on martial arts techniques.

After strolling for several minutes, Austin caught sight of two stalls selling books on martial arts.

One of them only displayed two manuals. The disciple came up to the stall and inquired how much the manual on a first-level offensive technique called Wild Bull Broadsword Skills cost.

He was told it was five thousand vital energy crystals.

He then asked about the other book, one on the second-level body-refining technique titled Iron Armor. This one was priced ten thousand.

What was disappointing was that the stall owner didn't allow Austin to look through the books before paying for them.

Cunning as he was, Austin would never agree to such a risky deal. One thing very clear to him was that almost half of the stall owners in that street were swindlers. So, it was highly probable that he would regret paying for either of the two books.

"Sixth-level cultivation method on sale! Come, have a look!"

Raising his brow, Austin thought, 'Sixth-level cultivation method?'

Any cultivation method in that level was extremely precious. Only key disciples of super large sects with a long history could get a hold of these books.

'Well here you go, another fraud, ' Austin sighed.

to leave, he decided to take

a stall. In front of him

Austin's heart skip a

as the one Austin discovered in Rafat's Space Ring. The only difference was their color.

special with that dagger?" he asked with great interest.

further examination. His wrist instantly gave out under the weight of the dagger. Like

'It sure is the same as the other one.' However, he kept his expression passive, so there was no

several hours since the man kneeling behind his stall had been crying out to customers to sell his wares. But very few were interested in them, primarily because no one believed the

large sects ever obtained one, they would cherish it and do everything to keep it for themselves. So how could a man in a small secret market allege that what he was selling was the precious and the genuine thing? Even an idiot would easily recognize it was too good

his stall, they were all busy chatting and laughing, eager to learn how

make up a set. The red one is the Positive Shadow Blade, the other, the Negative Shadow Blade. Together, they

risked his life to get these two objects

my father was seriously injured in a fight against his foe, I had to reconsider. And since we now badly need money for his medical expenses, I decided to sell these treasures,"

aroused, Austin asked, "And how much

the disciple it could be

think I'll accept five thousand vital energy crystals for now. That amount should be enough to cure my father. Please, brother, do this as a favor to me," he

are lucky enough to find

he could finish his sentence, the crowd

is so hilarious! What a dumb sixth-level cultivation method! You're going to need luck before you can

days, in order to make profit, these frauds really dare to make up all kinds of stories. Their bullshit is something more appealing than those in

And they're tapping into people's sympathy. See? The story this one made up is very