BTTH : From Humble Beginnings to Dou Di

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Several days slipped by quietly and without notice.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the Body Transforming City Trading Conference had arrived.

Because this trading conference was being held in an open-air plaza at the center of Body Transforming City, the streets were already teeming with people early in the morning. Countless figures poured toward the city’s central bluestone plaza in an endless stream.

Lin Feng had also brought Xiao Yixian with him at the crack of dawn, heading straight for the heart of the city.

But upon arriving, the two of them discovered that—even though they had come early—a huge number of people had already beaten them there.

The once-vast central plaza was now packed to the brim.

A sea of black-haired heads stretched as far as the eye could see, completely covering the enormous plaza that spanned several kilometers.

Anyone who didn’t know better might have thought the plaza itself was paved with human heads.

”Looks like this Body Transforming Sect trading conference is quite the event,” Lin Feng said with a light chuckle as he looked at the bustling, deafeningly loud crowd before them.

But thinking it through, this popularity was only natural.

After all, Body Transforming Sect was backed by the Yellow Spring Pavilion, and they were already a powerful faction on their own.

This trading conference was bound to be well-organized and secure, and there would almost certainly be rare and valuable treasures on display.

So, naturally, many people would come hoping to try their luck.

”Let’s go. See if we can find anything we’re looking for in this place,” Xiao Yixian said softly, her beautiful eyes sweeping across the dark crush of people, her brows gently furrowed.

”Alright, let’s go,” Lin Feng nodded in agreement.

Then he reached out and took her hand, and with a flare of Dou Qi, he pushed aside some of the surrounding Dou Huang-level cultivators and below, making a path.

With Xiao Yixian in tow, he headed toward the rear section of the trading venue.

When they entered the venue, Lin Feng noticed that Body Transforming Sect hadn’t done much in the way of decoration.

Aside from laying a simple red carpet over the bluestone ground, there wasn’t much embellishment.

But the area covered by the red carpet marked the main range of the trading conference.

On top of the red carpet, Body Transforming Sect had also used white thread to mark off dozens of booth spaces for traders to set up shop.

Each booth was equipped with a low wooden table, likely provided for those who had rented the booth spaces.

And between every two rows of stalls, there was a wide passageway nearly ten meters across, allowing people to pass through easily.

Around the edges of the plaza, small management posts were stationed at regular intervals.

Anyone who wanted to trade could rent a booth there, as long as they paid the required fee.

Of course, scattered throughout the venue were Dou Huang-level cultivators from Body Transforming Sect, maintaining order and security.

Once inside, Lin Feng and Xiao Yixian began to stroll leisurely through the marketplace, not in any rush.

After walking for a bit, Lin Feng noticed something interesting.

Even the lowest-tier techniques and Dou Skills available at these booths were High Xuan Rank.

As for pills, fourth-tier pills were everywhere.

Even fifth-tier and sixth-tier pills weren’t considered rare.

At the same time, many Alchemists were taking this opportunity to display rare pill recipes, hoping to exchange them for ones they personally needed.

Among them were even some seventh-tier alchemists.

Whenever Lin Feng spotted one of those seventh-tier alchemists, he would drag Xiao Yixian over to check out their goods.

If he saw a pill recipe he liked, he would offer a trade with one of his own.

But what really caught his attention was the tower-shaped medallions hanging in front of those alchemists.

Those medallions were proof of rank issued by the Pill Tower—official certification of one’s alchemist grade.

Since he had never seen one before, Lin Feng couldn’t help but feel curious.

As the two ventured closer and closer to the center of the trading venue, the quality of the displayed goods also improved significantly.

Within Lin Feng’s perception, all the vendors at the central booths were Dou Zong-level cultivators.

After walking for quite a while and arriving near the central area of the venue, Lin Feng and the others approached a particular stall.

Suddenly, Xiao Yixian stopped in her tracks and tugged gently on Lin Feng’s sleeve, whispering,”Lin Feng.”

”Hm? What is it?”

Hearing her voice, Lin Feng turned his head to look at her.

But when he saw her gray-purple eyes fixed intently on one of the nearby booths, he instinctively followed her gaze.

At that booth, the stall owner was an elderly man with a full head and beard of white hair.

Laid out on the wooden table in front of him were numerous jade boxes, each containing a different type of medicinal herb.

Lin Feng’s sharp gaze swept across the various herbs displayed.

Although the herbs were placed in jade boxes, every single box had its lid opened—allowing customers to see the herbs directly.

But Lin Feng quickly noticed that while the herbs seemed exposed to the open air, there was in fact a faintly visible transparent barrier around each box.

Seeing this familiar scene, Lin Feng immediately understood.

These herbs were likely protected by a spatial barrier—a defensive formation set up by a Dou Zong-level cultivator.

This type of spatial shield had almost no downsides, aside from requiring high cultivation to maintain.

Not only could it prevent the medicinal properties from dissipating and protect the items from being touched or stolen, but it also didn’t obstruct the customer’s view.

For a merchant, using this kind of spatial barrier during sales was practically ideal.

What’s more, the strength of these barriers…when Lin Feng used his spiritual perception to probe them, he found that these spatial shields were even sturdier than the one previously set up by the Seven-Star Dou Zong, Old Ground Demon Ghost.

By his estimate, this old man’s strength was at least that of an Eight-Star Dou Zong!

But just then, Lin Feng’s gaze landed on a dark gray herb sitting among the others.

And at that moment, he immediately understood why Xiao Yixian had stopped here.

That dark gray herb was known as Ghostshade Grass—a rare and highly poisonous plant.

If its toxins were refined and extracted, even a Dou Zong who accidentally ingested it would die almost instantly!

”To think we’d actually come across such a high-grade poisonous herb at this trade fair,” Lin Feng murmured inwardly as he stared at the herb atop the wooden table, unable to help but marvel.

With how potent the herb’s toxicity was, if Xiao Yixian could obtain and consume it, there was an extremely high chance that she could directly advance by one star—stepping into the Seven-Star Dou Zong realm!

That thought alone was enough to firm Lin Feng’s resolve.

He gently squeezed Xiao Yixian’s soft, fair hand, then turned and walked straight over to the stall.

”Senior, how much for this Ghostshade Grass?” Lin Feng asked, pointing at the dark gray herb on the table and addressing the white-haired elder behind it.

”One Mid seventh-tier Pill,” the old man replied flatly after giving Lin Feng a glance.

Upon hearing that, Lin Feng was briefly stunned.

Not because the price was too high—but because it was perfectly fair.

When he’d shopped for herbs before, most of the vendors had tried to jack up their prices, each hoping to fleece a sucker into overpaying.

But this price, while it seemed expensive on the surface, was actually very reasonable given how rare and lethal Ghostshade Grass was.

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