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.

since Austin was in no hurry to leave, he decided to take a look at the

kneeling behind a stall. In front of him was a large black

dagger made Austin's heart skip a

in Rafat's Space Ring. The only difference was their color. This one was scarlet. But set aside this detail, the two daggers

so special with that dagger?" he asked with

disciple bent down to pick it up for further examination. His wrist instantly gave out under the weight of the dagger. Like the one he

the same as the other one.' However, he kept his

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 stall

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

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

Blade, the other, the Negative Shadow Blade. Together, they are called

father who risked his life to get these two objects out from an Ancient

selling these rare objects. But when my father was seriously injured in a fight against his foe, I had

Austin asked, "And how much

told the disciple it could be

to sell it for eight thousand vital energy crystals. But since no one believed me, I think I'll accept five thousand vital energy crystals for now. That amount should

Blade is missing. If in the future you are lucky enough to

sentence, the crowd of onlookers burst into

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

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

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