"Ge Qing, the Pill Master?"
Gu Sheng’s heart stirred.
He had heard Gu Xiaojiang mention before that Ge Qing was a renowned Pill Master within the city. Many rare medicinal pills originated from this person, who was revered by the major powers. His subordinates seemed to have significant influence as well, making him a figure truly above ordinary circles.
A character of this caliber would naturally not be impersonated lightly; otherwise, as the man in front of him said, the impostor would have been hacked to pieces long ago.
This convinced Gu Sheng to trust him a little more.
Other stalls were also selling Body Refining Ointment, and some were even offering better discounts. However, being unfamiliar with the black market, Gu Sheng was cautious. It was only because this man dared to show his face that Gu Sheng approached to inquire.
The fair-skinned, middle-aged man noticed Gu Sheng’s hesitation and smiled as he grabbed an opened portion of Body Refining Ointment.
"Stretch out your hand. You’ll know by trying."
Gu Sheng didn’t speak; he simply gazed at him calmly.
The man suddenly slapped his own forehead and exclaimed:
"Ah, how presumptuous of me."
He then applied the ointment to his own hand. The blackish-brown paste was almost identical to that of Gu’s Manor—whether in color, texture, or scent. Even the change after application was nearly the same.
Gu Sheng nodded inwardly and rasped:
"Give me ten portions."
He carried a little over twenty taels of silver but still needed to purchase a bow and reserve some funds to buy Body Refining Ointment from the manor later. Spending ten taels on this was about his limit.
The man’s eyes lit up.
"You’re decisive!"
"Buy ten portions and get one free. These eleven portions of Body Refining Ointment are yours. Please keep them safe."
The man had an excellent attitude.
When the ointment was applied earlier, Gu Sheng could roughly discern that this man was also a Martial Artist in the Stone Skin Realm.
Gu Sheng collected the ointment but didn’t immediately store it in his pouch. Instead, he opened the packages one by one, inspected them by feeling a small portion, ensured their authenticity, and resealed them before putting them away.
He was fast during the entire process, leaving the stall owner beside them awestruck.
This stall owner had seen many customers during his time here, but few were as cautious as the one before him.
Still, noting Gu Sheng’s outfit, completely concealed from head to toe, paired with the deliberately raspy voice, the vendor understood and didn’t mind Gu Sheng’s actions at all. He laughed and said:
"If you find this useful after trying it, you’re welcome to return for more. The black market always has stalls like this."
Gu Sheng gave a slight nod and stepped away.
He deliberately wandered for a while.
Only then did Gu Sheng stop at a stall specializing in weapons.
This stall owner was different from the previous one selling Body Refining Ointment; he was masked with a black cloth, exposing only his eyes, similar to Gu Sheng.
Gu Sheng observed for a while. Other weapon stalls had people crowding around them, but this one seemed deserted.
Upon closer inspection, it was likely because this stall owner didn’t bargain.
"High-quality weapons. If nothing suits your taste, you can state your requirements for customization. Just one rule—no bargaining!"
The owner spoke in a cold voice, arms crossed, eyes closed as if resting. He exuded an air of aloofness and made no effort to pitch his wares. No wonder his business seemed lackluster.
Gu Sheng figured the vendor likely disliked dealing with people.
"I need a bow—a four-stone bow."
Gu Sheng’s words were brief and to the point.
The vendor reopened his eyes, glanced at Gu Sheng in slight surprise, then rummaged through the stall before placing a bow on the ground and pointing to it.
"This one."
Gu Sheng picked up the bow.
With archery skills beyond perfection, he was intimately knowledgeable about bows. The instant he held it, he could already assess its quality.
"Excellent bow!"
The craftsmanship was outstanding—the curvature of the bow was perfect, and the string’s elasticity superb. This bow was leagues ahead of the two-stone bow Gu Sheng had traded for at the depot before.
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