The stall owner was a man dressed in black. His robe was loose, and his figure could not be seen. He was tall, and his face was covered with a silver-white moon mask.
Seeing Fang Xian stop, he took the initiative to speak, "Mister … What can I do for you?"
"Hmm … His voice is very young, with some apprehension … Is he weak?"
Fang Xian secretly analyzed and looked at the information in front of the man with the moon mask.
"Selling 'Blood Ritual' knowledge …"
"Selling 'Hemostasis Potion' formula …"
"Incomplete high-level mysterious knowledge — Warlock Tower's third step, information on 'Bloodline Warlocks' …"
…
"The exchange of information is the biggest trade in the Dream Land, but the truth needs to be carefully screened …"
Fang Xian picked up the information at the beginning of 'Bloodline Warlocks' and carefully looked at it.
In fact, he only knew that the third step of the Warlock Tower was' Bloodline Warlocks'. He knew nothing about the information after that.
"There's no fourth step?"
After a while, Fang Xian spoke with some dissatisfaction.
"Mister, only the top-notch forces possess the knowledge of mysticism of the fourth rank and above. It's strictly restricted to outsiders … It's already not easy to obtain such an incomplete piece of information … If I hadn't chosen my path, perhaps I would've tried to become a Warlock …"
The stall owner explained.
"But … there's no previous first and second step, and no follow-up … It's a bit difficult …" Fang Xian's voice was somewhat distressed.
"Information on the first and second step can be found in some of the bigger secret academies' libraries. This is high-level knowledge that I obtained with great difficulty …"
When it came to profits, the stall owner argued.
"Yes … But you've sold it more than once, right?" Fang Xian chuckled. "So the price can't be too high. Tell me your conditions."
He decided that if he wanted to exchange it with money or real items, he would look at another shop.
There would definitely be some gains in such a huge and hidden free market.
"I only accept the exchange of knowledge!"
The stall owner with the moon mask immediately replied.
"A weakling in real life!" Fang Xian immediately evaluated in his heart. "And no power to protect him."
Sellers who dared to trade in the real world, in addition to having confidence in the secrecy of their own channels, were either strong enough or backed by some powerful forces.
This guy wouldn't dare to do that. He was definitely weak and didn't have the protection of any great power. He was afraid of being eaten by others.
"An exchange of knowledge?"
Fang Xian nodded. This was exactly what he wanted. "Sure … Take a look at this first."
With a thought, he took out the Tiger Fighting Technique that he had sold to the old man from the black market.
Back then, he didn't set up a contract that forbade him from spreading it to others.
Otherwise, the price would be several times higher.
"Battle skill?"
The owner of the moon-patterned mask took it and glanced at it. He was a little disappointed.
But after reading a few more lines, his hands began to tremble, "This … this … Eh? It actually doesn't involve any Mystical Energy at all, or should I say … it's very versatile. This value … is Milord really willing to exchange it for it? "
"Yes."
Fang Xian nodded, but he cursed in his heart.
It seemed that he thought he had taken advantage of the old man from the black market, but in fact, he was still cheated by him. "I think you know its value."
"Yes, in the secret realms of the New World or in some special environments, there may be situations where Mystical Energy can be completely suppressed … That's when this kind of versatile battle skill can show its power."
The owner of the moon-patterned mask said in agreement. Then, he quickly shook his head. "But it wasn't easy for me to get this advanced third-tier knowledge. Moreover, I can sign a contract with you and promise that I will only sell it to you."
He was afraid that Fang Xian would bargain at the last minute.
"Versatility …"
Fang Xian's eyes lit up.
The Tiger Fighting Technique was only the preliminary result of his research on the Path of the Zenith Heaven. Compared to the practice of the necromancer, it was not worth mentioning.
And according to this owner, in this world, there seemed to be some secret realms that seemed to be without magic?
"Isn't that a paradise for me? Be it Iron, Silver, or Gold, they will all become ordinary people and be killed by me? "
"No … Perhaps the kings standing at the top of the tower can resist a little. Don't underestimate the foundation of a high-level world. There may be existences like the Giant Eye of the Universe here, such as those True Gods … Some of the research results of the Zenith Heaven might also leak out …"
"But I definitely have the upper hand."
At this thought, Fang Xian's gaze towards the owner became much gentler. "Forget it, let's make a deal … There's no need for you to sign a contract and swear to only sell one."
"Thank you, sir!"
The Moon Patterned Mask stall owner was overjoyed, he promptly took out even more information, all of them were incomplete information on the 'Warlock Pagoda', corresponding to the third step [Black Quenching Iron], the name was' Blood-Meridian Warlock '!
Fang Xian had no intention of breaking his promise. He handed the Tiger Fighting Technique to the other party and added him as a friend. "I still need more information on the Warlock Tower. It'd be best if there's top-tier information … I'll buy other advanced knowledge and exchange it with the same universal knowledge. How about it?"
"Of course … My name is Quicksilver …"
"You can call me Crow!" Fang Xian nodded.
Shortly after, he heard Mister Quicksilver ask in a probing tone, "Top-tier mystical knowledge is very difficult to obtain, and it might not necessarily be from the Warlock Tower. However, I know of a private gathering. If Lord Crow can't find it here, I can invite you in."
"Private gathering?"
Fang Xian asked a few more questions, and found out that it was a small-scale exchange, also held in the Dream Homeland.
A person with higher authority would open up a temporary hidden area, and only approved members could enter.
Due to the higher level of trust, some items of higher value would occasionally be revealed.
"Sure, leave me a message when the time comes!"
Fang Xian nodded and left the stall, arriving at the edge of the White Jade Plaza.
…
He felt a ferocious fall.
Fang Xian's body twitched, and he woke up from his dream. "A real dream? Interesting! "
He looked outside. The night was still dark, and it seemed that the dream just now did not take up too much time.
In his sea of consciousness, the knowledge related to Bloodline Warlocks had been clearly recalled. It was obviously not fake.
"The third-tier of the Warlock Tower is called Bloodline. It's close to the source of mystery, and constantly purifies one's own mysterious power … It requires the assistance of various rituals and special methods …"
"This information looks real, but there might be some small traps in it … But it doesn't matter, I'm not completely relying on it to advance. I'm just borrowing its research to perfect my own path as a necromancer …"
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