The two half-saints personally took action, and the black market halls in the surrounding areas surrendered.
Since then, the black market has completely changed hands, causing a huge sensation throughout the Northern Wasteland.
"They even dare to kill the saints of the Corpse Yin Sect. What are the backgrounds of these people?"
"It is said that it was done by a person named Su Chen. It seems to be the Su Chen who became famous in the Tianxuan Conference not long ago. He not only killed Tianmozi, but also suppressed the Enlightened Demon King. This is a ruthless person!"
"Is it him? The Six Holy Lands didn't want him. The demons and monsters wanted to kill him. He went to our Northern Wilderness to take refuge. He doesn't keep a low profile, but he actually dared to make such a big fuss?"
"I heard that they have the support of the Quasi-Emperor. Someone nearby sensed the Emperor's power. Although it is very weak, it is genuine."
"Quasi-Emperor? Are you kidding? How could such a transcendent existence be interested in a small black market?"
"This Su Chen...it seems like we need to check out his details."
The news spread quickly, and powerful people everywhere were talking about it.
Even many major forces in the Northern Wilderness, such as Wilderness City, Blood Cloud Tower, and the Ancient Alliance, felt a hint of threat.
After all, the fall of a saint and the change of ownership of the black market are no small things.
As for Jiuyuan Ancient City, it has become extremely peaceful recently. Even those who used to make troubles have put their tail between their legs for fear of offending the new owner of the black market.
The scene of defying heaven and conquering the saints indeed left a big shadow in their hearts.
The outside world is turbulent, but Su Chen inside the black market headquarters is as stable as rock.
Over the years, the wealth accumulated in the black market is indeed astonishing. Many of them are rare things that are rarely seen in the ordinary world. The yellow-skinned dragon is crazy with joy. He spends all day soaking in the treasure house, eating and sleeping. I woke up and continued eating, which was a great pleasure.
Su Chen unceremoniously picked out the ones that were useful to him and started practicing step by step.
It wasn't until a month later that the situation stabilized that Su Chen felt it was time to leave.
"From now on, this black market will be left to you."
"Other business remains as usual. Stop the human trade. Recruit more alchemists and magicians. Only in this way can we ensure the prosperity of the black market."
Before leaving, Su Chen found the Moon Worshiping Fairy and explained some things.
As a member of the ancient royal family, Moon Worshiping Fairy is not suitable to return to Dongzhou with him. It is most suitable to stay here and become the master of the black market.
In order to enhance the strength of the black market, Su Chen also retained Yin Yan and Yin Lei Semi-Saints, and also suggested that Fairy Moon Worshiping recruit all the masters from the ancient royal family who came out of the ancient battlefield.
There are not many ancient royal families who have emerged from the ancient battlefield, only a thousand of them, but each one of them is a top master of each clan, with powerful bloodline talents.
Moreover, they could only live in the Northern Wilderness. When they first arrived, they needed to find someone to support them.
"It's easy to recruit them, but if they are just alchemists and formation masters, it might not be that easy."
Moon Worshiping Fairy frowned a little.
Special talents such as alchemists, formation mages, etc. are extremely rare and rare no matter where they are, let alone in this chaotic region of the Northern Wilderness.
"Haha, with these things, are you afraid that they won't come to your door obediently?"
Su Chen threw out a pile of pill recipes and formation diagrams and said with a smile.
Many of these were secret recipes created by Hunyuan Dan Shen and Fengtian Venerable and have been lost for a long time. For those alchemists and formation masters who fled to the northern wilderness and lost their support, they were absolutely irresistible.
"The young master is the young master, and he thinks of everything ahead."
Fairy Moon Worship's eyes lit up and she said with great joy.
"Work hard! Now that the earth has changed and the products are rich, the black market will be in your hands in the future, and maybe it will become as widespread as the Dan League."
Su Chen encouraged.
"I will definitely live up to your expectations!"
Fairy Baiyue said seriously, but she was also a little worried about the revenge of the Corpse Yin Sect and the covetousness of other Northern Wilderness forces.
"After the emperor's soldiers destroy the saints, they will indeed be able to frighten them for a while, but it will never last long. You still have to practice hard and become saints as soon as possible. It is the last word to control the power in your own hands."
"But don't worry too much. With the Wuji Holy Land behind you, the Corpse Yin Sect shouldn't retaliate in a big way."
Su Chen thought for a moment and said.
"Young master, do you still want to join Wuji Holy Land?"
Moon Worshiping Fairy was a little surprised. Su Chen had obviously fully recovered and had mastered the huge resources of the black market. He had unlimited possibilities in the future.
So in her opinion, there was no need to join the declining Wuji Holy Land.
"No matter what, it can be regarded as accepting the love of Holy Lord Wuji."
"Furthermore, the most important thing about the Holy Land of Martial Arts is not whether it is rich in resources, but that it has access to a wider world, especially the Holy Ruins. I also want to go in and have a look!"
Su Chen had already made up his mind.
Even though Huangpi Jianlong threatened that after becoming a saint, he could also bring Su Chen in.
But Su Chen still likes to use his own power to get what he needs.
Fairy Moon Worshiper knew Su Chen's character and admired Su Chen's style of facing difficulties, so she didn't say anything more.
Anyway, with the black market at hand, if Su Chen needs training resources in the future, she can help.
"Are you going back to Dongzhou with me, or..."
Finally, Su Chen asked about the yellow-skinned dragon.
"In that dilapidated Holy Land of Wuji, you don't have anything you want. Uncle Long, I'm too lazy to go there. I can't stay here comfortably. I have everything I want. If I don't have it, I can still grab it, hehe."
The yellow-skinned dragon patted his round belly and said happily.
Su Chen thought the same thing.
If the yellow-skinned cheap dragon really goes, the Wuji Holy Land, which is already extremely strapped, may suffer even more.
"Boy, after you go back, don't just think about picking up beautiful senior sisters, otherwise you will be overtaken by Uncle Long one day, and you will be in misery, haha!"
Before parting, Huangpi Jianlong did not forget to joke.
"Nonsense, Young Master is not the kind of casual person."
Fairy Moon Worshiping glared at the yellow-skinned dragon, and at the same time told Su Chen to listen.
"Don't worry, you will be a mount for the rest of your life."
Su Chen waved his hand and walked away.
"Yah! When Uncle Long overtakes you, he will have to ride on your head. Just wait and see!"
The yellow-skinned dragon roared unconvinced.
It's a pity that Su Chen has disappeared into the distance, without a trace, and I don't know if he heard it or not.
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Xizhou, Corpse Yin Sect.
"Holy girl, I am ready to commit suicide in Beihuang myself. Why do you stop me?"
Saint Mo Yang came angrily and asked the Saint of Corpse Yin Sect to argue with him.
It is a great shame and humiliation for a dignified saint to be beheaded in his incarnation by ants under the holy path.
If you don't take revenge, you will definitely become a laughing stock.
"You can't kill him now. If you go, you'll just die!"
The Saint of the Corpse Yin Sect was Lan Ji. She was watering the flowers steadily while speaking lightly.
"Death?"
"Hmph, the girl who controls the Imperial Arms is only a semi-saint. Can't I suppress it myself?"
Saint Mo Yang snorted angrily and said disapprovingly.
