The Gourmet Street was filled with people coming and going. Crooks mixed in with honest folk. The environment of the toilets was extremely vile, and the stench was overwhelming.
Li Yao pinched his nose and opened a squatting cubicle. Sure enough, behind the door of the cubicle, he found dozens of densely packed messages.
"Are you lonely? Do you yearn for it? Are you having trouble sleeping alone at night? Hurry up and contact the spirit crane messenger number 3877134. Devil sect witch, Buddhist sect saint, gorgeous sword cultivator … dozens of beauties for you to choose from. The long night will no longer be unbearable! "
"We specialize in selling all kinds of second-hand high-grade flying shuttles. Their condition is first class, their price is low, and there is absolutely no accident. Spirit crane messenger number 893764."
"7734982. Over a hundred retired special forces soldiers and more than ten Refinement Stage cultivators. We specialize in helping you solve any 'trouble'!" The word 'trouble' was written in red. There was even a skull drawn behind it, making a great show of seriousness.
Li Yao read ten lines at a glance. He searched along the way and very soon found the information he needed.
"We specialize in all kinds of strengthening drugs. Cheap price, stable efficacy, and small side effects. Scan the spirit glyph for details."
Behind this message, there was a spirit glyph composed of silver threads. It was complex, mysterious, and intricate.
Li Yao fished out a mini portable crystal processor from his pocket and activated the scanning function. A blue light swept over the spirit glyph, and a page popped up on the hologram of the crystal processor. It was actually a post in the "Free Exchange Zone" of the Floating Spear City's local forum.
This post listed over a hundred different strengthening drugs. It also introduced in detail the price, effects, side effects, and how to take them, and so on.
"Strengthening Drugs" was just a general term. Basically, every sect, and even every cultivator with a little knowledge of refining drugs, would try to refine their own strengthening drugs.
According to the difference in raw materials and refining methods, every strengthening drug had different effects.
Some could increase the Actualization Quotient of the Spirit Root and strengthen the body. Some could ignite one's life force in an instant and increase one's combat strength. Some could nourish one's cells, maintain their activity, and prolong one's life. Some could greatly increase one's masculinity.
After hundreds of years of development, the major sects had launched tens of thousands of relatively safe, stable, and effective strengthening drugs. However, the price was very high. The average commoner class simply couldn't afford the long-term consumption.
This was an incomparably huge market. Naturally, there would be people who wanted to counterfeit the Enhancement Potion.
After more than a hundred years of continuous experiments, the first imitation strengthening drug finally appeared in a small town named 'Serpent Village' at the southern border of the Federation.
This was a matter of cutting off one's source of income. The imitators did not dare to openly put their name on the strengthening potion, so they simply labeled it as a product of the "pirated faction"!
As the Horned Dragon Village expanded continuously, it turned from a small town on the border into the most chaotic city in the Federation with a population of tens of millions. It was known as the 'Lawless Land', and the word 'village' became the exclusive name of the imposters.
What Li Yao was going to buy was a knock-off version of a strengthening potion that was used by teenagers in the college entrance examination.
Most of these counterfeit medicines were illegally refined in small workshops, and the quality was extremely unstable. He had to find a reliable seller.
Li Yao was not in a hurry to check the details of the potion. He first scrolled to the bottom of the post and browsed through the comments of the netizens.
He discovered that the netizens' evaluation of this potion supplier was pretty good. It didn't seem like they were boasting. Furthermore, the address provided by the merchant was a proper address with a house number.
The credibility of this kind of merchant was much higher than that of a traveling peddler who changed places after shooting a gun.
He entered this address into the 'Wanxiang Search', but he did not find any negative news.
Only then did he relax. He searched for the type of potion he needed and quickly found the relevant information.
It was somewhat unexpected. The price given by this shop was about 5% higher than the average counterfeit. However, the boss said that the raw materials he used were exactly the same as the genuine product. The refining process was also very standard, and the purity of the refined strengthening drug was extremely high. There were basically no side effects.
After weighing the pros and cons, Li Yao contacted the boss through the spiritual crane messenger: "I want a hundred vials of the 'Path of Heaven's Chosen' special strengthening drug for the college entrance examination. Do you have any in stock?"
"Yes, I'm in the shop. I can make the transaction at any time." The boss responded very quickly as the transaction amount was not small.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Li Yao turned off the crystal processor. He thought for a moment and fished out a pen. Between the crooked gaps of the message, he barely managed to insert a paragraph of words.
"Retired Senior Artificer of the Crimson Nimbus Sect. Displaying my remaining passion, I lead over ten elite disciples and specialize in all kinds of flying swords, artifacts, and flying shuttles. The price is affordable and can be repaired at your door."
He left behind his personal spiritual crane number. He calculated in his heart that if a fat sheep came knocking, he could let Old Wang act as the 'Retired Senior Artificer of the Crimson Nimbus Sect' and ruthlessly rip them off.
Clapping his hands in satisfaction, Li Yao walked out of the public restroom.
The address left by the boss was separated from the food street by four districts. It was about five kilometers away. Li Yao quickened his pace.
As he passed through the two districts, he found an 'Automatic Spirit Talisman Vending Machine' at the corner of the street.
This was a very common convenience facility. There were several hundred types of relatively cheap commonly used spirit talismans stored inside. It was self-service and convenient for the citizens.
Li Yao's heart was moved. He fished out three coins from his pocket and stuffed them into the vending machine's coin slot. His finger tapped lightly and selected the 'Pattern Mask Talisman'.
The vending machine vibrated at high speed for two seconds. From the 'outlet' below, an item floated out as light as a feather.
Tearing open the packaging, it was a sticky facial mask. There were several dozen runes engraved on it. They meandered down and interweaved into a bunch of magnificent decorative patterns.
Sticking the facial mask on his face, Li Yao felt his facial muscles contract and pull. He leaned close to the glass window of a roadside shop to take a look. His face was covered with strange spider-like patterns. Even if his best friend Meng Jiang was standing in front of him, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize him.
The Underground Ghost City was a mix of crooks and honest folk. This was the first time that Li Yao had dealt with this drug supplier. He didn't know the details of the other party, so he had no choice but to be cautious and change his appearance.
This way, if there was any conflict between the two sides, at worst he could just pat his butt and leave. He wouldn't leave any traces behind.
This kind of 'Pattern Mask Talisman' produced a unique pattern on the face. Depending on the environment, the effect could last for about ten hours. It was a highly sought-after Spirit Talisman in the Underground Ghost City.
Especially when it came to gray transactions, almost everyone had one, so Li Yao wasn't afraid that the drug owner would become suspicious.
District 63 was the Underground Ghost City's spiritual power supply area. It was responsible for providing a steady flow of spiritual power to the entire underground stronghold's ventilation pipes and infrastructure.
There weren't many pedestrians here. The passageway was narrow, and there were thick crisscrossing pipes all around. It was as if thousands of metal giant snakes were entrenched. Because it hadn't been repaired for a long time, many of the pipes were rusty, and steam was spurting out from the joints.
In the gloomy metal passageway, half of the crystal lamps were broken. The remaining half was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and the light flickered in and out.
In the deepest part of the passageway, there was a narrow iron door that was half open. The door was branded with a black wolf baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. The black wolf's head was pierced with a bloody military knife. Above the iron door, there were four square words welded with iron bars:
"Militant Killing Wolf!"
From inside, there were explosive shouts, banging sounds, and the smell of rust. There was also a strong stench of male sweat.
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