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Chapter 614: Fairy City Intelligence, Dwarf Broker

Mogu Wasteland, Thousand Poison Swamp.

Above the sky, there was a gray state.

The swamp is filled with emerald poisonous fog all year round, which can corrode the magic power and consciousness of monks. The monks here call it "Netherworld Fog".

Being in the fog, you can't see your hand in front of you anywhere. Even the spiritual power of cultivators above the Jindan stage finds it difficult to probe into the depths.

There are also various poisonous insects and ferocious beasts lurking there, and you can lose your life if you are not careful.

Therefore, this huge poisonous swamp has become a forbidden area for mortals, and only cultivators can survive and move around in it.

Before he came, he also learned some information in advance. This Thousand Machine Poison Swamp area covering tens of millions of miles is rich in a rare poisonous mine called "Underworld Crystal Stone", which is one of the hot resources for many monks to come here to pan for gold.

Qin Ming and Fairy Lan Bing flew all the way through the Thousand Machine Poison Swamp. Both of them were cultivators in the God Transformation Stage, and their bodies had long been immune to all poisons, so the dark fog in the swamp did not cause much impact on them.

However, Qin Ming discovered that his spiritual power, which was comparable to that of the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, had an extremely limited coverage in this poisonous swamp.

At most, it can only cover an area within a hundred miles.

One can imagine how strange the dark fog here is, not to mention those low-level cultivators.

Without special means, it would be difficult to move forward.

A few days later.

The two of them walked through several areas in the emerald-colored mist, and suddenly a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

But the view ahead suddenly became much brighter.

Finally, the two entered a huge mountain range, like a wild beast lurking in the Thousand Machine Poison Swamp.

Followed by.

Under the dark sky, a huge purple light curtain of formation vaguely appeared in Qin Ming's field of vision.

Countless mysterious purple runes were floating in the light curtain.

Qin Ming could tell at a glance that this was a fifth-order lower-grade protective formation.

Fine raindrops fell on the light curtain of the formation, disappearing one after another, and isolating the dark fog outside.

at the same time.

The vital energy of heaven and earth nearby also gradually began to become richer.

Amid the lush and hazy mountains, under the purple light curtain, a city of immortal cultivation covering hundreds of miles is looming.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, have we arrived yet?" asked Fairy Blue Ice.

Qin Ming's mind focused and he immediately saw the situation inside, "Yes, this is the place."

Under the protection of the great formation, hundreds of streets and alleys crisscross each other, and densely packed pavilions, towers and palaces stand in rows. Above the fairy city, there is a huge night-shining pearl, emitting a hazy light, which complements each other and illuminates the entire fairy city as if it were daytime.

There is a huge city gate on each of the four sides of the immortal city away from the edge of the protective formation, and the three big characters "Qianji City" are engraved on the plaque.

At the gate of each city, there are two huge stone statues of mythical beasts dozens of feet tall, carved with dragons and phoenixes. They are lifelike and exude a powerful aura, as if they could come alive at any time.

Even though the geographical location here is dangerous, there is dark fog covering the sky and natural barriers blocking the way.

In front of the four major city gates of Qianji City, there were still many carriages, flying beasts, spiritual boats and magical instruments traveling back and forth, creating an extremely lively scene.

Qin Ming and Fairy Lan Bing disguised themselves as a couple of casual cultivators, and suppressed their cultivation aura to the middle Nascent Soul stage. They paid a few spirit stones as a toll at the gate and went straight into the city.

He learned from the guard at the gate that even those in the Nascent Soul stage cannot break the rules when entering Qianji City.

Only monks who have settled in the city and have caves or properties can enter and leave the city free of charge.

As soon as the two entered the city, they were surrounded by crowds of monks of all kinds, and the sounds of hawkers hawking their wares could be heard one after another on both sides of the street.

"Come and see! Freshly baked second-level demon pig meat! It's so delicious!"

"Take a look, take a look, these are the third-grade, top-grade Nether Bone Flowers that were just picked from the poisonous swamp. They are of excellent quality."

"The miasma-proof clothing made by Mingqi Pavilion is a must-have item for mining. There are different styles for you to choose from!"

"A second-level guiding talisman! It can illuminate the dark fog within a hundred feet. It is an indispensable item for entering and leaving the swamp!"

"Qingyu Tower has just received a new batch of spiritual tea. We welcome all Taoist friends to come and taste the tea and listen to the music."

"Zhenwei Pavilion has launched a new delicacy from the Immortal Palace, stewed water fish whip with purple civet cat. After eating it, I guarantee that all Taoist friends will regain their vigor!"

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Qin Ming and the other person walked slowly along the main road, observing the appearance of this fairy city.

When he was there, he had a different feeling.

The streets were full of human cultivators, but most of them were independent cultivators, a mixed crowd of good and bad, with all kinds of monsters and demons gathered together, including cultivators from both the righteous and evil paths.

After all, everyone comes to the Thousand Machine Poison Swamp to seek opportunity and make a fortune, so there is no distinction between the righteous path and the evil path.

But overall, the people are tough. After all, the remaining monks are all those who can survive in the harsh environment of the poisonous swamp.

At this moment, Qin Ming's expression changed, and he realized that someone was following him, so he turned around and looked behind him.

"Hey! Hello, two seniors! Is this your first time in Qianji City? Do you need a professional local guide?"

A dwarf old man with a ruddy complexion and a melon-shaped hat appeared in front of the two.

This person was in the middle stage of foundation building. At this moment, he was very enthusiastic and respectful as he bowed to Qin Ming and the others.

His height only reaches Qin Ming's knees
Qin Ming frowned and said calmly, "Thank you, but I don't need it for now."

Under the cover of his divine consciousness, the entire Qianji City was in sight, so there was naturally no need for a broker from the Immortal City to lead the way.

"Hehe! Senior, do you need a complete map of Qianji City? It only costs ten spirit stones." The old dwarf was not discouraged. Instead, he took out a light yellow jade slip and continued to sell it.

Qin Ming was about to leave when he stopped and asked in surprise, "It's just a map, but it costs ten spirit stones?"

The dwarf shuddered and hurriedly explained, "Haha! Senior, you may not know that this map is the masterpiece of my hundreds of years of wandering around here. In addition to the detailed map, it also contains some information about the city."

"For example, which shops are run by independent cultivators, which shops are owned by large sects, which ones look glamorous on the surface but are actually scams, and which ones have organizations that sell intelligence, chambers of commerce controlled by independent alliances, etc. It's all available, which can save you a lot of trouble." The dwarf old man said with a shy smile, holding the jade slip.

Faced with two Nascent Soul stage masters, even though he is a veteran here, he has to deal with it with caution.

Moreover, there are many demon monks here. If you meet one with a bad temper, it will be bad if you punish him.

Although monks are not allowed to fight inside the city, it is not necessarily the case outside the city.

However, the old dwarf has been working hard in Qianji City for many years and has already developed a pair of sharp eyes, and his ability to observe people's words and expressions is beyond doubt.

This is also the important reason why he has been able to survive in Qianji City for more than a hundred years and still live well.

He can basically tell at a glance who is difficult to deal with and who is easy to talk to.

"Okay then, give me one." Since the dwarf old man said so, Qin Ming immediately became interested. A light flashed on his right hand, and he took out ten low-grade spirit stones and gave them to the other party.

The old dwarf was delighted to see that his business was open. He presented the map jade slip respectfully, "Thank you, senior! I wish you more fortune in the Thousand Machine Poison Swamp in the future!"

Transaction complete.

Before leaving, the dwarf old man did not forget to introduce himself: "Two seniors, my name is Baili Hui, and I am the gossip-teller in this area. If you need any errands in the future, you can find me in the shantytown east of Qianji City, hehe!"

"The price is very favorable. I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

Afterwards, he respectfully saw Qin Ming and the other two off, his service attitude showing meticulousness.
At this time, several other brokers came over and looked at the ten warm spirit stones in Baili Hui's hand. They said with a sour look: "Old ghost Baili, you are really brave! Those two seniors just now seemed to be magic cultivators above the Jindan stage. Aren't you afraid that you will have a life to earn but not a life to spend?"

"Hmph! Without courage, how can you produce anything? You should learn from me." Baili Hui said with disdain, then put away the spirit stone, adjusted his melon-shaped hat, and walked towards Zhenwei Pavilion with a happy face.

"Hey, man, give me a plate of that fish whip."

The brokers on the street stared at the dwarf's actions and looked at each other in bewilderment. One of them said speechlessly, "This old guy earned some spirit stones, but instead of buying a few more 'Poison Purifying Pills', he went to spend money in this kind of lavish place. I don't know what he was thinking. He simply thinks he has lived too long."

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On the main road.

Qin Ming released his divine sense and checked the map he had just obtained.

It’s true that the map of the old man Baili Hui not only has a comprehensive map of the fairy city, but also clearly marks the distribution of each force.

And various reviews of shops in the city, big and small, with very detailed content.
This will also make it easier for Qin Ming to screen when necessary.

In addition, there is some basic information inside and outside Qianji City, which is indeed worth the money.

"This old man is quite good at doing business. I asked me to investigate the information of the Tianxing City's guide, the Huang Chao Supervisor from the lower world, and the information of the treasure of the Immortal Palace."

"If it's inconvenient for me to show up myself, I can ask this person to run errands for me."

Qin Ming the Demon Infant thought secretly and continued to read.

According to Baili Hui's record in the jade slip, it turns out that this Qianji Immortal City is affiliated with a nearby sect called the Netherworld Sect.

The Netherworld Sect is a demonic sect that has several ancestors in the God Transformation stage, and even some cultivators in the late God Transformation stage.

For several major countries around it, the Netherworld Cult is the real local emperor.

Not only did he monopolize all transactions of the rare poisonous ore 'Nether Crystal Stone', he also sold a kind of 'Poison Purifying Pill' in the Immortal City that could reduce the effects of the Nether Mist Poison, but the price was also very expensive.

Ordinary casual cultivators can only look on in dismay, as the spirit stones needed to purchase a high-level poison-purifying pill could drain their savings of several years in an instant.

The construction of this fairy city attracted countless independent cultivators who came to the Thousand Machine Poison Swamp to pan for gold. They all gathered here, and then their value was squeezed dry, while the Netherworld Sect made a fortune.

Qin Ming was very familiar with this routine.

Since ancient times, those who came to pan for gold got nothing, but those who sold tools made a lot of money.

In this way, the Netherworld Cult firmly controlled this area, and the only organization that could compete with it was the Scattered Alliance.

But even so, many cultivators still flocked here one after another, just to gain a chance to become immortal.

There are quite a few cultivators who have emerged from the Thousand Machine Poison Swamp and are well-known in the Mogu Wasteland.

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(End of this chapter)