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Moreover, Lin Jing couldn’t possibly do nothing.

He still needed to cultivate and also needed to refine the Energy Gathering Pills required for his advancement.

This too would require a considerable amount of time.

Otherwise, with his Spiritual Root aptitude, who knows how long it would take him to break through.

“It seems I still have to ask around.”

The next day, Lin Jing sought out Ning Yue once again.

From her, he learned the information he desired.

Indeed, there was a way to resolve the issue of alchemy taking too long and being too energy-consuming.

The various Alchemy Dao families, through countless years of development, all had their own heritages, and among these were their unique methods of alchemy.

The methods of alchemy can help alchemists increase alchemy efficiency and reduce the energy consumed during the process.

Moreover, those ancient Alchemy Dao families had continually improved upon their methods over countless generations, making their methods even more formidable.

Not only could they increase alchemy efficiency, but they could also raise the success rate of alchemy. Even the quality of the Elixir Medicines they produced was much better than those conjured by other pill masters.

Even in the distant ancient times, there were alchemy methods that could increase the success rate of refining Pure Elixirs.

However, it was said that these alchemy methods had been lost, only known in bits and pieces from ancient texts.

Therefore, this is the biggest difference between the disciples of Alchemy Dao families and ordinary alchemists.

However, the alchemy method is a cornerstone of an Alchemy Dao family, not easily spread outside.

If an alchemy method from an Alchemy Dao family heritage were to appear in Fang Market, the market would immediately burst into a frenzy.

Especially those alchemists in the market would certainly try everything to obtain the alchemy method.

Because many Second-Grade, and even Third-Grade Alchemists in the market do not possess these alchemy methods.

Take Elder Yu, for example; he was a freelance alchemist who ascended to the rank of Third-Grade Alchemist through his own efforts, coupled with some innate talent in the Alchemy Dao.

Just like Elder Yu, there were two other pill masters like him in the market, not to mention the numerous Second-Grade Alchemists.

Alchemy methods being rare, Lin Jing could only sigh helplessly after listening to what Ning Yue had said.

In the following month.

Lin Jing refined pills daily, sometimes one furnace a day, sometimes two. The rest of the time, he devoted to cultivation, seldom going out.

As the steward Jiang had said, prices had indeed soared this month, and not just for Elixir Medicine materials, but also for Spirit Rice, and Seven-Star Grass for making talismans, which had also seen a significant increase.

Since the Zhang Family brothers were killed by Lin Jing, their courtyard, lacking anyone to pay the rent, had been reclaimed by the market.

The newcomer was a middle-aged Talisman Master who had encountered Lin Jing several times; he was very talkative, always striking up a conversation with Lin Jing whenever they met.

This was not all…

A couple of days ago, Lin Jing ran into him again, and he complained to Lin Jing that the price of Seven-Star Grass kept rising, and along with the market’s rent, his life was becoming increasingly difficult.

He even expressed how envious he was of Lin Jing’s status as a Pill Master.

Lin Jing merely smiled and said nothing.

But this also reminded Lin Jing that he seemed to have a batch of Seven-Star Grass yet to be sold; it was time to deal with it.

Lin Jing decided to head to the black market tonight to dispose of that batch of Seven-Star Grass, along with the Elixir Medicines he had refined this past month.

Night.

Lin Jing left his house, walking towards the edge of Fang Market.

There were many teleportation arrays leading to the black market, most of them very secretive, and the one Lin Jing was heading to was near the edge of Fang Market.

Reaching the edge of Fang Market, Lin Jing entered an unnamed street. It was already late into the night, the street was exceptionally quiet, completely deserted.

Lin Jing arrived at a shop at the end of the street and knocked three times on the door.

After a moment, the shop door opened, and a man invited Lin Jing inside.

Once inside, he found the space surprisingly spacious and brightly lit, with many cultivators gathered there, their laughter and cursing mingling in a bustling atmosphere.

It turned out to be a gambling den.

Lin Jing did not linger in the gambling den but walked through it to the backyard.

In the backyard of the gambling den was a three-story building, splendid and magnificent, with two large red lanterns hanging at the front.

From outside, one could see several cultivators, each with a fair-looking young woman in their arms.

It seemed that behind this gambling house was a courtesan house.

Lin Jing did not enter the courtesan house but turned into a deserted side path.

About quarter of an hour later, Lin Jing arrived at the end of the path. Other than a rockery and a bamboo forest, there was nothing else.

Walking deep into the bamboo forest behind the rockery, Lin Jing stopped and carelessly swept aside the weeds and fallen leaves on the ground, revealing a corner of a formation.

Lin Jing took out a black market token from his storage bag and placed it directly on the exposed part of the formation. Subsequently, a light shone, and the formation began to activate.

Lin Jing put away the black market token and then covered the exposed formation with fallen leaves once more, waiting for the teleportation to end.

Soon, the light from the formation faded, and Lin Jing disappeared from the spot, as darkness once again enveloped the bamboo forest.

When he opened his eyes again, Lin Jing found himself deep within a forest, shrouded in darkness. He could only navigate through it by memory.

Less than half an hour later, Lin Jing saw a bright light up ahead; he had arrived at the black market.

The exact location of the black market was unknown. Such a vast area, all cloaked by a formation, remained unaffected by the beast tides, operating as usual.

This indicated the forces behind the black market were far from simple.

Taking a conical hat out of his storage bag, Lin Jing put it on his head and proceeded towards the black market.

After paying twenty lower grade spirit stones, Lin Jing entered the black market.

Indeed, the entry fee to the black market had increased, but of course, twenty spirit stones were not much for those who could enter the black market.

The black market had rules. Sellers had to rent stalls and were not allowed to trade privately; otherwise, their black market tokens would be confiscated, and they would be expelled from the market.

Lin Jing was there to sell elixir medicines and Seven-Star Grass, which meant he first needed to rent a stall to start selling.

Next, Lin Jing spent 50 spirit stones to rent a very small stall and wrote on the sign in front: Elixir medicines and Seven-Star Grass for sale (Note: Pure Elixirs available).

Then, he took out a pure jade box from his storage bag. Inside the box was a Pure Energy Gathering Pill, which he placed on the stall as a display.

After that, he sat down and waited for customers to approach.

Although there were many people coming and going in the black market, Lin Jing’s stall was not large, and its location was somewhat remote, so not many people came to inquire.

But he was not in a hurry; it was still early.

About an hour passed, and Lin Jing had already made a sale, selling three Superior Gathering Yuan Pills at 70 spirit stones each, earning a total of 210 spirit stones from these three pills alone.

As expected, second rank elixir medicines were incomparable to first rank, fetching so many spirit stones with just three pills.

If he could sell more excellent quality, or even Pure grade elixir medicines.

He would undoubtedly become wealthy..