CH 38

The night was dark, and a man covered in a black, hooded cloak entered the darkest corner of the city, Àn Street. (Lit. “Dark Street”. So original)

Here laid the black market, where all of the criminals and undesirables gathered. You would expect the place to be a mess, but the order in this place was surprisingly good,  powerful managers on the lookout for anyone coming to cause trouble. The trading system was also regulated and supervised.

Since Zhou Yu was hidden inside a cloak, his facial features couldn’t be clearly discerned. In fact, most people traveling alongside the darkness were dressed that way. After all, people who came to trade at the black market had some inconvenient secrets. Covering up with a cloak of clothes was the best way to stay anonymous.

Zhou Yu kept walking, and soon came to a shop on the corner.

"Boss, the usual." Zhou Yu requested, mimicking Cariell’s tone, and took out a pouch tied to his side, his golden hair slightly dazzling the eye.

The boss was a somber, wrinkled old man. He took the feather-light pouch and opened the mouth to check the medicine inside.

The pure mixtures in transparent glass test tubes showed beautiful colors under the bright light.

"Well, it's okay, but you put fewer tubes in than usual. It’s not worth the same price!" The boss looked for a while, and there was a hint of greed in his beady eyes, but hesitance rose on his face. With a very distressed look he argued, "You know, we have an appointment of fifty bottles per month, but Riel, this is only 25! There’s half missing!" Riel was the original’s pseudonym. After all, this was the black market. Even if the original owner didn’t know the ways of the world, he was still knowledgable enough to figure out that he shouldn’t use his real name to do shady business.

Zhou Yu still didn’t lift the cloak’s hood, but the bottom half of his smooth, pale face wore a mocking grin.

"Old Jack, really? Did you age so much that you can’t tell high-quality potions apart from low-grade?" His memories had melded with Cariell’s, and was naturally aware that the vendor’s words were unreliable. The quality of his potions had improved a lot compared to the original’s, not to mention that of those 25 bottles, half of them were far more valuable than the previous 50 bottles combined. He was just too lazy to care earlier, wanting to get the money as quickly as possible. Zhou Yu didn't expect the boss to think he was the same Cariell who only paid attention to his formulas and didn't care about the cost. Old Jack actually wanted to manipulate the prices again

"That’s really a pity. Then I guess I’ll have to go to the shop next door. Although it's a little far away, it's okay. I have time.” Already packing up, Zhou Yu lifted his pouch back to his side…

When the boss saw this, he suddenly panicked, and a little flattering smile appeared on his face: "Oh, don't joke so much, dear Riel, I didn't mean it just now! I’ll pay you the usual amount! Old Jack is the most creditalbe, don’t go to that other place, its a black shop, it’s terrible, God, you don’t even want to know how shitty that black-hearted Tom is! ” (S: Wow. The original had a ton of “****”. At first i thought he was cursing Tom out)

Zhou Yu stared at the man putting on a play, and said blankly, "The price should be doubled."

Seeing Old Jack's complexion change, Zhou Yu picked up the bag and turned away. Thie miser behind him immediately shouted: "Okay! I agree! I’ll double it! You’re my best customer Riel! As long as its still available, I'll take it! " (S: Haha (｀▽´). Zo zuo no die.)

Zhou Yu returned once the deal was struck.

Before leaving for real, Old Jack kept trying to flatter him with a sh*g-eating grin, hoping that Zhou Yu would continue to sell him this high-quality medicine, and that he could buy it at this price.

In that regard, Zhou Yu was unconvinced. He had already planned to leave the city, this trip was just to make up for the required travel and recent living expenses.

Weighing the heavy money bag in his hand, Zhou Yu pulled the mouth tight and hooked it by his waist. Judging from Old Jack’s performance, he was afraid that he had sold his potions too cheaply. It seemed that they cost far more than he bargained for, but he had no other choice, Old Jack was his most reliable retailer.

However, after this incident, Zhou Yu also has a grasp on his alchemy level. At the least, the annual test should be no problem. You must know that Old Jack acquired the largest stock of alchemy potions and materials in the whole of Àn Street. He usually handles a lot of things like this. Official alchemist potions were a dime-a-dozen to him, but Zhou Yu had never seen him so eager to buy, it seemed his were really special.

Thinking about his recently accumulated wealth, Zhou Yu walked out of the black market’s area, not noticing several figures slipping in and out of the shadows.

Not long after leaving, Zhou Yu finally realized that people were following him, and tensely squeezed a dagger that was hidden by his cloak's long sleeves. Sure enough, his ability wasn’t infinite. He forgot to be careful when trading with Old Jack just now. In addition, his recognizeable figure could easily be followed. Although fighting wasn’t allowed in Àn Street, there was no one to ensure your safety outside the black market’s borders.

Near the commercial venues were some commoner’s dwellings. The streets were quiet at night, far from the areas where the rich partied. Civilians like these were better off than those in the slums, but they still weren’t wealthy enough to burn the midnight oil. The cost of lighting the kerosene lamps at night was high, so many people went to bed early.

At this point, only a few lights were lit by the night watchman, barely illuminating the dim road ahead.

Although Zhou Yu had learned some more well-known spells in the past few days, he hadn’t actually tested them yet, so he doesn't want to get into trouble. Breaking into a trot, he tried to leave the shifty figures behind.

The several people watching saw their target run, and immediately ran to catch up.

"Boy! Stop at once, and I’ll consider leaving you your life!" A scarred, brawny man shouted ferociously, motioning to the three little brothers who followed him to take out their staves and daggers.

Zhou Yu didn't respond, accelerating steadily.

Seeing Zhou Yu running farther and farther, it seemed necessary to be rash. The scar-faced man spit at the ground in anger and threw a knife, causing it to shoot towards Zhou Yu.

He had a good aim, and the knife quickly headed straight for Zhou Yu’s head. Zhou Yu had no choice but to stop and dodge the thing. Due to the hasty maneuvering, his balance became unstable and his hood slipped off his face, showing beautiful, long blond hair that shined iridescently in the dark night.

The people behind him took advantage of Zhou Yu’s momentary distraction and quickly surrounded him with leering expressions.

Zhou Yu raised his head and looked indifferently at the head of the group, the man with a scar.

With the gradual integration of soul and body, he had undergone greater and greater changes. First, his appearance had become softer and pure, with an indescribable charm, and his skin had been smoothed and paled. Other white people in this world had rough skin and large pores.

But this is not what Zhou Yu wanted. In this chaotic and dark age, a beautiful appearance only brought danger.

Fortunately, his spellcasting capability was also growing, being able to learn spells quickly. The original owner couldn't afford complicated grimoires, so he could unfortunately only learn some low-level spells, which had little effect.

So after selling the potions, he was going to get the alchemist’s certificate as an identity verification, and then leave to study magic in Kailian, the capital of magic. He didn’t expect that right after he sold the medicine that he would be jumped.

"..." Zhou Yu, who didn't know his beauty quotient, looked at several silent men around him and raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

The gang leader could guarantee that this was the most beautiful person he had encountered in his life. Even Anna, who was known as the most fascinating prostitute in the red light district, had less of a tenth of this man’s beauty. That golden, beautiful hair, that glistening, snow-pale skin, those enchanting, deep emerald-green eyes, it made people feel a sense of awe, like an angel had come down from heaven.

"You ... What's your name?" In contrast to the brutality he showed before, Scar-face asked for Zhou Yu’s name with a bit of shyness. At the sight of Zhou Yu, drool came from the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Yu didn't answer. He merely stretched out his hands, palms lit with a faint green glow.

"Get out of here! Otherwise I’ll end your miserable existences!"

They turned out to be a high-level caster!

The few strong men immediately fell to their knees, sweating, not daring to look up at the ethereal face belonging to a privileged class.

They actually collided with an expert caster, a noble! A few people shuddered at the thought of the legends of what had happened to those who offended them.

Zhou Yu haven’t realized that a single, ominous-looking illumination spell could scare these people into groveling. Now, pretending to sneer arrogantly, retrieved the mana from the spell, turned and quickly left.

It was almost dawn, he didn't have the time to deal with this!

Through the performance of these gangsters, Zhou Yu once again had a deep understanding of a caster’s lofty position, strengthening his determination to learn more powerful incantations.

Becoming a magnificent caster to find his Feng Xing!

Zhou Yu refused to consider the possibility that his love didn’t exist here, it would cause him to drown in despair. He could only deceive himself in this way until the truth awakened himself from fantasy.

Behind him, several people kneeling on the ground still did not dare to move. After a long time, the sky became brightened. Some figures stood up slowly, obsession with the caster they had met lingering in their eyes. Gradually, that obsession turned to dullness, a weird pattern appeared on the back of their hands, and their expressions morphed into fear and madness.

"No! Ah! Danger! This world! Is in danger!" They ran about as if they were lunatics who had seen the end of the world.

"Yes, only by returning to the arms of God can we escape the danger! Returning to the arms of God!" After a long while, they gradually lost their minds, and their eyes were stained with bloodthirsty red.

They attacked each other frantically, some of the civilians who had just gotten up were also attacked, and became the victims of these lunatics.

Legend had it that the lord of evil would turn a chosen human into their priest, giving them a Charm. It was the mark left by a god, a symbol of them being part of the god’s family, and countless believers longed for that powerful mark.

Those who offended the priest would be punished by Him.

Back home, Zhou Yu took off his cloak that was soaked by the morning mist and returned to his room to rest.

He didn't sleep all night, and he couldn't stay awake anymore. Anyway, he’d made Franken's breakfast early, and Zhou Yu didn't have to worry about Franken starving to death.

The possession incident that happened a few days ago still gave him a slight psychological shadow towards Franken, at least, recently he didn't want to be too close to him.

After a quick wash, Zhou Yu decided to go to the Alchemist Academy to get a certificate in the afternoon. For now, he’d rest for the morning before talking.

Not knowing why he felt very tired, his eyelids kept drifting closed, nearly falling asleep.

Maybe I stayed up too late, Zhou Yu laid in bed thinking sleepily, But the original owner stayed up late often too, shouldn’t this body be used to it?

With a little doubt, Zhou Yu fell into darkness.

The sound of wind chimes drifted into his ears, crisp and sweet.

In the dream, Zhou Yu felt that the bed underneath him was extremely soft, and it was almost as warm as a hug, making it very comfortable.

There is a slippery touch on the back of the hand, itchy and annoying, Zhou Yu thought he was dreaming However, with that slippery feeling getting sliding up, over arms, shoulders, neck, cheeks, chest, almost all over and throughout his body, the touch made him breathless, his skin flushing, and he felt like something was wrong.

What's going on ... Is this ...Feng Xing? No, it's not him!

Zhou Yu woke up, frowning, trying to shout, but found that his lips could only let out broken moans.

Unconsciously, he opened his eyes, trying to wake up from the nightmare, but to no avail.

Damn, what is this! Is it really a dream?

The violently emotional ups and downs made him go all out to resist his rising lust, and finally opened his eyes.

A pair of dark, sapphire eyes came into view, and Zhou Yu finally saw the true nature of those strange things on his body-there were countless tentacles wrapped around him!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Suddenly sitting up from the bed, Zhou Yu gasped with a wide-open mouth, his fair and handsome face flushed, he tried to suppress the rapid breathing, and cursed viciously: "Damn evil god!"

Looking at the traces gradually appearing on his body and the wet feeling of the quilt under him, Zhou Yu's eyes were gloomy, anxious to bite that sh*tty evil god to pieces.