Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 314: Ghost Market

"Void Stone?"

Zheng Tieshou was momentarily stunned, then shook his head with a bitter smile. "Brother Su, your appetite is truly not small. That thing is the core material for forging storage magical treasures and spatial formations, classified as a strategic resource of the sect. Forget about me, even if Elder Mo wanted to mobilize it, he'd have to go through dual verification by both the Internal Affairs Hall and the Enforcement Hall."

A flicker of disappointment flashed in Su Ming's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

It was expected.

Lin Yu's soul body's recovery required Void Stone Powder. It seemed the official channels were impassable.

"However..."

Zheng Tieshou lowered his voice, tilting his chin towards the north. "We don't have it here, but that doesn't mean other places don't. Although Iron Wall Pass is strictly managed, there are always some things that can't see the light of day. On the first and fifteenth of every month, at the 'Ghost Market' behind the Supply Camp, you might get lucky."

"Ghost Market?" Su Ming raised an eyebrow.

"Calling it a Ghost Market, it's actually just a place where various wandering cultivators and us sect disciples privately exchange goods," Zheng Tieshou chuckled. "Some spoils of war, the higher-ups either can't officially accept or offer too low a price, so everyone unloads them there. As long as no trouble breaks out, the Enforcement Team turns a blind eye."

As he spoke, Zheng Tieshou fished out a black iron token from his waist and tossed it to Su Ming."Take this. Go to the Ghost Market and find someone called 'Old Blind Man.' Tell him I sent you. He has some connections there."

Su Ming caught the token. It felt icy cold to the touch, engraved with a faint hammerhead mark.

This was the biggest gain of the night.

"Thank you, Brother Zheng." Su Ming changed his form of address.

"Thank my ass, drink!" Zheng Tieshou waved his hand. "Besides the Void Stone, take whatever else you want."

Su Ming didn't stand on ceremony either. He got up and walked out the door.

He didn't touch the shiny, glamorous refined gold and secret silver displayed openly. Instead, he went straight to the scrap area in the corner.

There, piles of various artifact forging failures, slag, or fragments of damaged magical implements recovered from the front lines were stacked.

In the eyes of others, this was all garbage. But in Su Ming's eyes, equipped with the "observation micro state" vision and Lin Yu as a knowledge repository, this place was practically a treasure mountain.

"That black jar on the left, take it," Lin Yu directed from within the Consciousness Sea. "That's waste liquid from 'Thunder Fire Sand' refinement. The 'Thunder Mercury' settled inside is a high-explosive material. With a bit of processing, its power is three times stronger than your Bumper Harvest No. 2."

that unattended jar

by its ugliness. That's the oxidized

picked through the scrap

pile of grayish,

had followed him out,

Zheng Tieshou was somewhat puzzled. "There's top-quality Crimson Refined Copper on that shelf over there. Don't

"It's enough."

in others' hands, these things are scrap. But for me, they're just

then gave a thumbs-up. "Perceptive! Brother Su, your

flourish of his pen, he signed an inventory release form. "This junk isn't worth much. Count it all

the items away but didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he took out a huge

the bundle was opened, a strong, heavy smell of blood wafted

Wolf Demon pelts, along

on the ground. "The brothers gave all these to me. I know the Vessel Hall also collects materials.

down, examining the quality of the

"Good craftsmanship."

cuts. These wolf fangs also retained the spiritual marrow at the roots. Those bloodsuckers at the Administration Hall would give you

at fifty points per pelt. Wolf fangs and claws calculated separately. I'll convert it all to two thousand contribution points for you.

at least twenty percent

was secretly delighted, but his expression remained unchanged. "Then I thank Brother

good, but in a place like the Ghost Market, hard currency like spirit stones

transaction completed, both host and

walked out of the Vessel Hall, the wind and snow outside had

cold air drawn into his lungs instantly cleared his head, which had been somewhat heated by the

into the night behind him, his fingers gently

Su Ming called

"Hmm?"

left by those insects..." Su Ming looked up at the pitch-black

ago, they could already gnaw

we need to

his robe, and quickly strode

...

Three days later.

offered no light. The night was like a tightly sealed black pot, completely covering the