Sect Master's Immortal Journey

Chapter 335: Family whose fortunes are on the decline

This place is not even a commercial area officially recognized by Great Wind City. It is just a place where many merchants gather spontaneously.

Many low-level cultivators, even mortals, set up stalls here to sell some unknown items.

In fact, the items they sell are not worth much. In the eyes of a Foundation Building stage cultivator like Meng Zhang, they are just junk.

Is it possible to find Foundation Building Pill here? Meng Zhang was a little skeptical.

However, considering that the results of Grand Evolving Fortune-Calculated had never been wrong, Meng Zhang slowly walked into this area.

The alley was not wide to begin with, and the many stalls on both sides made it even narrower.

Not only many low-level cultivators, but also many mortals, were coming and going here.

The alley was bustling with people, and almost packed to the brim.

The junk on the stalls was worthless in Meng Zhang's eyes, but both the stall owners and customers took it very seriously.

The sound of haggling continued without a break.

Many low-level cultivators lingered on the stalls, hoping to find a big bargain.

Many mortals, with their clever tongues, also made a living by buying high and selling low.

Many foreign cultivators would be cheated by these mortals if they were not careful.

As long as they could succeed in one business, it would be enough for these mortals to live on for a long time.

Meng Zhang would occasionally see some stall owners and customers talking for a few minutes, and then they would leave here mysteriously and enter the darker and more secluded corner next door. This reminded Meng Zhang of the scene of buying discs on the street in his previous life.

Meng Zhang activated his Deception Breaking Eye and scanned the stalls on the street.

Sure enough, all the stalls were filled with junk.

A cunning stall owner may be able to use his good speech and some deliberately made counterfeits to deceive foreign cultivators and inexperienced rookie cultivators.

Not to mention a Foundation Building stage cultivator like Meng Zhang, even a Qi Refining stage cultivator with a little bit of eye would not be easily fooled.

In fact, many cultivators who are proud of their identity would not come to this place at all.

They regard this place as a garbage dump and never set foot in it.

Meng Zhang had no intention of looking down on this place. On the contrary, because of the thick human atmosphere and life atmosphere here, he felt a strong sense of familiarity.

The street was too crowded, so Meng Zhang's pace was very slow.

He did not rush, and walked slowly, taking his time and looking around.There were a few small incidents in the middle, and several times, some mortal children, even some low-level cultivators, tried to get close to him, taking advantage of the crowd to steal from him.

Meng Zhang, who was in a good mood, did not bother to argue with these people. He lightly circulated his true qi and sent them flying.

Meng Zhang, who showed mercy, had no intention of injuring anyone in public.

These people were not fools. After a few attempts, they knew that Meng Zhang was not to be trifled with. They immediately changed their target and focused on someone else.

Meng Zhang had already walked around the area for a long time. When he passed by a stall, he felt a stir in his heart and immediately knew that the opportunity he had calculated was right here.

He glanced at the stall owner.

The stall owner was about thirty years old, with a Qi Refining Second Stage cultivation base.

Although he was a cultivator, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, and his limbs often twitched involuntarily. He looked like a weak and sickly person.

The true qi in his body was also turbid and unstable, and it could collapse at any time.

Looking at his hollow body, Meng Zhang didn't know how long he has left. The items on the stall were even more worthless, not even worth the attention of a Qi Refining cultivator, let alone a mortal.

Although he knew that this was the place where the opportunity appeared, Meng Zhang's footsteps did not stop, and he walked through here calmly.

He had just walked not far away when a few burly, strong men swaggered over from the other side and stood in front of the stall owner.

"Ye, when are you going to pay back the debt you owe my master?"

The first man asked fiercely.As soon as the few burly men appeared, the stall owner showed a fearful expression and tried to avoid them, but it was too late.

Hearing the other side's impolite question, he smiled in a flattering way.

"Please tell your master, brothers, if you can give me a few more days. As soon as I sell the goods in my hands, I will immediately repay the debt."

The burly man looked disdainfully at the items on the stall.

"With this pile of junk, you expect to be able to sell it? Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?"

The burly man's tone became more fierce.

"That's right, surnamed Ye, your reputation has long been ruined, and you thought you could catch a fat sheep?"

"You piece of trash, you have disgraced your ancestors."

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The other burly men also began to curse.

Perhaps they felt that cursing was not enough, and the few burly men went up to the stall owner and beat him up.

No matter how much the stall owner pleaded, the few burly men did not stop, beating him until his nose was swollen and he was rolling on the ground.

The pile of junk on the stall was also overturned and trampled on.

It was a pity that this stall owner was also a cultivator, but facing the beating of a few mortals, he not only did not dare to fight back, but did not even have much strength to resist.

Even the lowest level cultivator, not to say that they are high and mighty in front of mortals, at least they should be respected enough by mortals.

However, this stall owner was so unpromising that he was insulted by a group of mortals, which was simply a disgrace to the cultivator.

The surrounding stall owners were already used to it, and they looked at this side with gloating eyes. Some of them even communicated with each other, whispering and pointing.

After the beating, the few burly men probably felt that it was not enough, and they spat a few mouthfuls of thick phlegm on the stall owner's body before slowly leaving with a look of satisfaction.

Before leaving, they even threatened loudly that if the surnamed Ye did not repay the debt, they would come every day. The next time they came, it would not be as easy as this time.

Meng Zhang stopped walking and watched the scene for a while.

He heard the whispers of the people around him, used his innate Divine AbilityMind Reading, and read the thoughts of many people around him, only then did he understand the origin of the stall owner and why he had fallen to this point.

The name of this stall owner is Ye Feifan, a native of Great Wind City.

Ye Feifan was not born to be so destitute, his ancestors had also been rich.

The Ye family had produced many Foundation Building stage cultivators in the past, and they had also had a glorious time. There were quite a few cultivators in the clan, and they had some influence.

Later, the Ye family went through a series of accidents, and almost all the cultivators in the clan were killed. The family gradually declined.

In Ye Feifan's generation, the family had completely fallen. Ye Feifan had also become a real pauper, extremely poor.

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