"Transactions in the black market are free and open; you just need to set up a stall to trade. However, everyone entering must pay five hundred middle-grade Spirit Stones."

"That's quite expensive."

Lin Mo chuckled. For him, five hundred middle-grade Spirit Stones wasn't much, but for some ordinary cultivators, especially low-level cultivators, it was already a substantial amount.

This time, Lin Mo's primary reason for coming to the black market was to try his luck in finding materials with pure attributes. Of course, the odds were very slim; such precious items usually appeared at auctions.

Secondly, Lin Mo wanted to see if he could find a channel to purchase entry tickets for advanced auctions in the black market.

According to the information obtained from Ye Beichen, advanced auctions are initiated by ancient global powers, held every ten years. However, in special circumstances, they might be rescheduled earlier or later.

Some powerful factions or individuals possess entry tickets to these advanced auctions. Of course, these tickets are not meant for sale, but the black market doesn't follow such rules. As long as you have money and goods, you can trade.

"It might be difficult, but I have to try everything. I can't let Mother remain in a coma for another ten years." Lin Mo clenched his hands tightly; it was something he absolutely could not bear to witness.

He once lacked the strength to protect his mother. Now, having the strength and yet letting his mother suffer this fate grieved Lin Mo deeply.

And to the culprits, the Yin Yang Shishen Sect, "I will definitely settle this score with you." Lin Mo thought with dark resentment.

The Black Market.

It resembled a huge warehouse, roughly the size of three football fields, with three floors, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of cultivators, which made its scale indeed quite large.

After all, cultivators on Earth are still rare, and even fewer have the strength to engage in transactions.

But according to the word of the Divine Skills, the three largest black markets controlled by Saint Carmen are located in the west, central, and southern parts of Australia, and Melbourne happens to occupy one such market. Cultivators from almost all over Australia and neighboring countries come here to trade goods.

So naturally, a space this large is needed to accommodate more people.

At the door, stood two foreigners dressed in black pants and shirts, with long black cloaks, bearing a finely crafted solar-like metal emblem on their shoulders, identical to the massive silver-black logo on the warehouse door, only in a smaller scale.

Lin Mo knew that this was the emblem of the Saint Carmen members.

"Give us your pass, and retrieve it when you leave," one man said coldly.

Lin Mo and Shen Tong handed over two square black iron pieces to them, and then Lin Mo tossed over a top-grade Spirit Stone to the other party.

"Alright, you can go in now. You should know the rules inside the black market; don't cause any trouble."

One of them said.

Lin Mo and Shen Tong immediately headed inside.

Inside was a real trading hall, but in the middle, there was a passage about fifty meters long, with a shop next to the passage.

"Hold on, let's buy two outfits," Shen Tong stopped Lin Mo.

"Hmm?"

Lin Mo watched as Shen Tong went to the shop, paid ten Low-grade Spirit Stones, and then brought over two hooded black robes, saying with a smile, "Wear this, so you won't be recognized."

People who come to trade usually buy such black robes to conceal their true identity. After all, when buying or selling items, if you are targeted, at best, you might be robbed when you leave; at worst, you could be killed for the treasures.

So everyone who comes to trade buys such black robes to wear, shielding their presence to avoid being targeted. Once they leave the black market and take off the robe, no one knows who just bought what.

Moreover, the entire warehouse for black market trading is arranged with special arrays; Divine Thought cannot be used at all, making it impossible to detect others' strengths and presence, significantly increasing the security of the transaction process.

Lin Mo and Shen Tong both donned the black robes, appearing fully cloaked in darkness, with their faces indiscernible, only showing a black shadowy mist.

Since stepping inside, Lin Mo had noticed the warehouse array could block Divine Thought, but it only affected some weaker individuals. With Lin Mo's strong Divine Thought, comparable to a Golden Core Stage cultivator, he could naturally break through the array and scan at will.

But doing so would surely draw Saint Carmen's attention, so Lin Mo restrained his Divine Thought, opting not to explore the entire black market directly.

Indeed.

After entering the black market, they often saw cultivators wearing black robes, their faces obscured by a black mist, some traveling alone, some in pairs, and others in groups of three or five.

The warehouse was massive, with no special structures, and sellers simply laid out their goods on the ground, marking prices and waiting for buyers.

"Talismanic gems, Spiritual Medicine, refining materials, array formation materials"

Lin Mo swept his gaze over; the items sold were various and extensive, covering almost all aspects of cultivation materials,

"Hmm?"

Lin Mo turned his head and saw a stall exhibiting several small, fluffy white beasts.

Cultivators can form soul contracts with Demon Beasts, taking them as pets to assist in refining medicine, combat, and numerous functions.

But those were just small beasts, obviously mutated Wolf Clan, still weak with limited potential, each selling for 100 middle-grade Spirit Stones.

Aside from the cultivators trading, there were also some people in black robes, revealing their faces, with a solar emblem on their shoulders, patrolling in groups of four within the warehouse. These were Saint Carmen's enforcers, responsible for maintaining order and safety in the black market.

"The first level seems to have nothing good,"

Lin Mo shook his head.

"Hmm, the first level is the most ordinary trading area; items on the second and third levels are slightly more valuable, but you must demonstrate your strength to go up there," Shen Tong said.

"Let's check the second level first, then proceed to the third,"

Lin Mo nodded.

At the entrance to the second and third levels stood Saint Carmen disciples, and after Lin Mo showed a hundred top-grade Spirit Stones to the disciple for verification, he was allowed to proceed to the second floor.

The second floor was no different from the first, but the crowd was notably smaller.

The items sold at stalls naturally were much pricier than those on the first floor.

"You're asking for 300 top-grade Spirit Stones for this item, are you crazy?"

Suddenly, there was a loud commotion not far away.

Lin Mo and Shen Tong turned around to see a potbellied young man with two bodyguards standing near a stall, arguing over the price, though his voice was somewhat loud.

"Buy it if you want; if not, go away."

The vendor, fully clad in black robe, said in a cold voice.

"Why aren't they wearing black robes?" Lin Mo muttered to himself.

Shen Tong replied, "Those who don't wear black robes either have great strength themselves or have a remarkable family backing, so they don't fear being targeted, kind of flaunting, I guess!"

"F*ck, what's with your attitude? It's just a First-level Black Armor; do you think I can't afford it?"

The plump young man cursed coldly.

The two bodyguards behind him also stepped forward, glaring fiercely at the vendor.

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