If a Dao Venerable set their sights on him, how would he even be able to live his life?

He obediently arranged his goods. "Fellow Daoist, please take a look."

The High-level Heavenly Venerable who had won the argument stared at Lin Moyu, seemingly wanting to say something, but after glancing at Lu Fengyao standing to the side, he obediently closed his open mouth.

Lin Moyu examined the items on the stall. They were all materials, and their quality was not bad. He casually asked for the prices of a few items, and they were not cheap either.

For the same price, he could easily buy better materials at the Lufeng Chamber of Commerce.

Moreover, after asking a few times, Lin Moyu discovered that his pricing was chaotic. Some materials with clearly better quality were priced quite low.

While a few items that weren't very good were priced very high.

After asking a few times, Lin Moyu was certain that this fellow Daoist didn't really know much.

During his inquiries, Lin Moyu unobtrusively asked about the price of the suspected spiritual material as well. The other party quoted a price of 100 Tier 3 high-quality origin crystals, which wasn't very high.

Lin Moyu casually picked up a few materials, including the suspected spiritual material. "I'll take these items. According to your quote, that's a total of 530 Tier 3 high-quality origin crystals, right?"

The Mid-stage Dao Venerable nodded. "That's correct."

Without a word, Lin Moyu paid immediately.

Having experienced transactions with the Second and Third Ancestors, Lin Moyu felt absolutely nothing regarding this transaction amount.

However, for the other party, 530 Tier 3 high-quality origin crystals was a large sum of money.

He stared blankly at the origin crystals in his hands. "Aren't you going to haggle?"

Lin Moyu laughed. "No need to haggle. Watching you two argue can be considered the price of admission."

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out, and a person walked over quickly.

The person who arrived was a Dao Venerable, looking very young and exuding a powerful aura.

His gaze fixed on the few materials in Lin Moyu's hands. "I want these materials. Name your price."

It was unclear who he was speaking to.

Lin Moyu ignored him completely, turning a deaf ear, and directly stored the materials in his hands into his storage space.

The young Dao Venerable's eyes narrowed sharply. "Didn't you hear what I said?"

Lin Moyu chuckled. "What did you say? Sorry, I didn't hear you."

"You…" The young Dao Venerable's expression changed, and his anger surged.

At this moment, Lu Fengyao suddenly stepped to the side, blocking in front of Lin Moyu. "What do you want to do?"

Upon seeing Lu Fengyao and realizing that she was also a Dao Venerable like himself, the young Dao Venerable's anger dissipated by more than half.

Yet he still maintained an overbearing posture. "Who are you to him? This Young Master wants to buy his materials."

Before he could finish, Lu Fengyao and Lin Moyu spoke in unison: "Not for sale!"

After saying this, the two exchanged a smile, their rapport perfect.

The young Dao Venerable's anger surged again. "Do you know who this Young Master is?"

The young Dao Venerable was very assertive, but Lu Fengyao was even more so. "Whatever your status is, it doesn't matter here. Even if you were the master of a Holy Land, you must follow the rules of Shang City when you come here."

"If you don't understand, go back and ask your elders how to speak and act in Shang City!"

Lu Fengyao spoke as if reprimanding a servant, her powerful aura like that of the mistress of this place, looking down at the other party from a position of superiority.

Usually, Lu Fengyao was just somewhat noble, but once her aura was revealed, she was truly a person of high status.

To be precise, the Lufeng Chamber of Commerce was cultivating Lu Fengyao as a person of high status.

The young Dao Venerable was suppressed by Lu Fengyao's powerful presence; his face flushed red, his fists clenched until they creaked, and the air emitted sounds of explosions.

At this time, muffled thunder faintly sounded in the air, and the formations in Shang City began to operate. Lin Moyu knew that Lu Lian had noticed this place.

The young Dao Venerable ultimately did not take action. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Fine, fine, fine. This Young Master will remember you two. Don't let me run into you outside of Shang City."

He left with anger, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

This kind of thing happened often in the Free Market, so no one really came to watch the excitement.

The Free Market had existed for countless years, and all the melodramatic things that should have happened had already happened. The old-timers here had long lost the interest in joining in the excitement.

Unless someone actually took action here, that would be fun.

Lu Fengyao said, "This person should be one of the prodigies at this gathering."

Lin Moyu laughed. "He keeps calling himself 'This Young Master'; he must be a successor cultivated by some faction. His strength is indeed very strong, becoming a Dao Venerable at such a young age."

"Fortunately, Sister Feng Yao was here; otherwise, I wouldn't have known how to end it."

Lu Fengyao rolled her eyes at Lin Moyu. These words were just for listening; one must never take them seriously.

She knew exactly what kind of person Lin Moyu was.

Even before becoming a Heavenly Venerate, he could already kill Heavenly Venerates against the odds, making a crowd of High-level Heavenly Venerates suffer in silence.

Now that he was already a Mid-stage Heavenly Venerate, it was hard to say whether he could deal with a Dao Venerable.

Suddenly, Lu Fengyao realized something.

From the time she met Lin Moyu in the Boundary Sea until now, less than 300 years had passed. In such a short time, Lin Moyu had not only become a Heavenly Venerate but was already a Mid-stage Heavenly Venerate.

Calculating his age, Lin Moyu was not even 3,000 years old; he might not even be 2,500 years old.

A Heavenly Venerate of this age was enough to completely crush those prodigies.

Lu Fengyao even felt that Lin Moyu might possibly become a Dao Venerable before the age of 4,000.

A Dao Venerable under the age of 5,000 seemed to have rarely appeared in the history of the Origin Continent.

Lin Moyu looked in the direction where the other party had disappeared, his gaze filled with vigilance.

What he was vigilant about was not the other party's strength or realm; a Dao Venerable 1st Realm was not worth mentioning.

He was vigilant about the other party's spiritual sense; the other party was clearly aiming for the spiritual material.

Clearly, the other party's spiritual sense was very strong. A strong spiritual sense often meant a strong soul and powerful cultivation talent.

"I wonder if he sensed the spiritual material through his spiritual sense or by some other means."

"If it was through spiritual sense, then I must be on guard. Such a person is not simple."

Lu Fengyao said, "Don't bother with that kind of guy. Big Sister will take you for a proper look around the market. Actually, the Free Market has some unspoken rules. Do you want to know?"

Lin Moyu laughed. "I'm all ears."

The two chatted as they disappeared into the market.

The two Heavenly Venerates who had originally been arguing stared at each other.

That Mid-stage Heavenly Venerate who had lost the argument suddenly grinned and said, "Sorry, I can set up my stall for another ten days."

With this transaction from Lin Moyu, he could indeed set up for another ten days.

This was a rule set by the Lufeng Chamber of Commerce and had to be followed.

The time was controlled by Lu Lian and would absolutely not be wrong.

Next to this stall, there was a countdown formed by a projection. The time that had originally been about to run out now had a ten-day balance again.

The High-level Heavenly Venerate who had clearly won the argument, at this moment, did not dare to be angry at all.

Just now, Lu Fengyao's aura had suppressed him, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

Only after Lu Fengyao disappeared did he breathe a sigh of relief. He glared at the other party. "You're lucky. I wish you prosperous business."

After speaking, he dove into the Free Market to look for a new stall.

In the Free Market, even the location of the stall had to be found by oneself; it was truly very free.

Lu Fengyao took Lin Moyu wandering around the market, while talking about some of the unspoken rules of the market.

Lin Moyu looked at the stalls one by one, sensing the goods, while listening to Lu Fengyao speak. Sometimes, when he saw useful things, he would stop to ask for the price and buy a few. It didn't necessarily have to be for his own use; he could take them back for the people in Yudao City. At any rate, it was his own faction, so even a hands-off manager had to put on a show.

Chapter 2754: War on Panlong Island

Lu Fengyao was very puzzled. "Why are you buying so many miscellaneous things?"

Lin Moyu said, "I have built a small faction in the Eastern Continent."

Lu Fengyao's beautiful eyes shone, filled with surprise. "You actually established your own faction."

Lin Moyu said, "Yes."

Lu Fengyao gave a thumbs up. "Unexpectedly, Brother Lin's ambitions are so lofty. Then, Brother Lin, to what extent do you plan to develop this faction?"

Lin Moyu shook his head lightly. "I don't know. One step at a time. But one must always have a goal, right?"

Lu Fengyao said, "Indeed. If you want to move to higher places, there are only those few ways."

"It's just that the way you chose will be very hard."

Lin Moyu indicated that it didn't matter. "I'll just go as far as I can."

For cultivators, the higher they go, the more Luck they need.

It's not just about hard work. Without Luck, at best, you'll get half the result with twice the effort, and thousands of years of hard work will yield nothing.

At worst, you will directly die and dissipate, just like those two unlucky fellows from the Wu Family.

Luck plays a role in the dark; when it's serious, it can affect a person's thinking, leading them to make the wrong choices.

After reaching the Dao Venerable 6th Realm, the role of Luck becomes even more prominent.

At that time, the vast majority of rogue cultivators almost lose the possibility of advancing.

Only those born with great Luck have the possibility of advancing further.

At this point, one needs to find ways to obtain more Luck.

An origin spirit vein can suppress Luck and gather Luck. By establishing a sufficiently powerful faction on top of an origin spirit vein, one can gather a large amount of Luck and open up the path upwards.

Some people have exhausted their potential and cannot improve their realm any further. Not only can they not provide Luck, but they also consume the Luck within the faction.

Therefore, such people are ruthlessly abandoned. This is also what the Third Ancestor said about the old guys in those factions being heartless.

Thinking about it carefully, one cannot fully blame them. After all, everyone wants to move upwards. If you block my path, I naturally have to find a way to get rid of you.

The longer one lives, the less one wants to die, and the more ruthless the heart becomes.

Establishing a faction is one path, but some people choose other paths.

For example, using secret techniques to devour others' Luck.

After finding an origin spirit vein, instead of establishing a faction, they choose to integrate the origin spirit vein into themselves to obtain the Luck contained within the origin spirit vein.

Or searching for various treasures that can enhance Luck.

There are many methods, and Lin Moyu chose the most reliable one.

Lu Fengyao naturally understood the inside story and could also understand Lin Moyu's approach.

Her red lips parted slightly. "Actually, with your talent, you could also choose to join a top-tier faction and likewise obtain massive amounts of Luck."

Lin Moyu shook his head. "That would mean being under someone else's control. I am a person who loves freedom too much."

Lu Fengyao sighed. "Alright, then I can only wish you good luck. Building a faction involves great risks, especially in the Eastern Continent."

Lin Moyu laughed. "I believe that what others can do, I can also do."

Lu Fengyao knew what he was referring to. For so many years, the only one who could truly establish a long-lasting foothold in the Eastern Continent was the Lufeng Chamber of Commerce.

Lu Fengyao's eyes darted around. "Actually, there is another way to obtain massive amounts of Luck."

Lin Moyu asked, "What method?"

Lu Fengyao's gaze became sharp. "Go to the battlefield, the battlefield between the Human Race and the Demon Race."

Lin Moyu was slightly stunned. He knew that the Human Race and the Demon Race were not on good terms, and conflicts often occurred between them, especially with some Demon Race lineages that were very hostile toward the Human Race.

But he did not know that the Human Race and the Demon Race were actually at war.

Small-scale conflicts and war are two different concepts; their natures are completely different.

Lu Fengyao explained, "The major human factions in the Southern Continent and the various lineages of the Demon Race have too much hatred and conflict between them."

"The hatred has been accumulating for countless years, growing deeper and deeper. In the end, the major factions in the Southern Continent united and formed an army."

"The various lineages of the Demon Race are the same; they also established an army. Both sides started fighting like this, and they have been fighting for countless years."

Lu Fengyao said "countless years" many times. Clearly, this period of time was very long ago, and it was impossible to accurately state the time anymore.