Immortality Cultivation: I Farm in the System Space

``` Subsequently, Little Sparrow actually nodded its head. Little Sparrow could understand human speech, Lin Jing knew. But what he had just said was quite complex. Whether Little Sparrow truly comprehended Lin Jing's meaning, he was unsure. Afterward, Lin Jing didn't trouble it further and let it eat. Despite its small size, Little Sparrow ate quite rapidly. In no time, Little Sparrow had finished its meal and then left with Huang Qingling. After Huang Qingling departed, Lin Jing waited a while longer before heading out again. ...... Right after the Demonic Beasts tide had ended, the Inner Fang Market's great formation had already been closed. The announcements previously released by the Fang Market were also long canceled. Now, just like before, people from the outer Fang Market could freely enter the Inner Fang Market. However, at this time, there were still not many people remaining in the Inner Fang Market. Exiting the Inner Fang Market, Lin Jing headed towards the edge of the Fang Market. Before long, he arrived at Shiyu Alley, the place where he and Wei Zhengqing first agreed to meet when entering the black market. However, having not visited for a long time, the alley had changed dramatically, causing Lin Jing to almost think he had taken a wrong turn. The alley no longer showed its previous state of disrepair. Two rows of courtyards were neatly arranged. If one looked closely, it wouldn't be hard to discover that these courtyards must have been renovated. In fact, there were lights shining through from a few households, clearly indicating that people were residing there. Walking further in, Lin Jing then saw that the courtyard where the teleportation array used to be had also been renovated, and faint lights were shining through from it. It seemed that this entrance had been abandoned, otherwise, it shouldn't have been occupied. Lin Jing, feeling helpless, shook his head and then turned to leave. Afterward, he arrived at Shengyuan Gambling House, knocking on the door. Just like before, a man opened the door and invited him in. Inside the gambling house, it was as bright and bustling as before, with the cultivators behaving just like some common folk, indulging themselves without restraint. The only difference was that common people gambled with gold and silver, but cultivators gambled with Spirit Stones. Lin Jing passed through the gambling house and exited through the back door, seeing Yuebaolou with its big red lanterns. Yuebaolou too remained unchanged, with only its entrance concealed by curtains, making it impossible to see inside. Lin Jing walked forward until he arrived next to the small path leading to the teleportation array and stepped into it. After walking for a while and reaching the small bamboo forest, he found the area beside the bamboo thick with overgrown, withered weeds and even inside the bamboo forest, a thick layer of fallen leaves covered the ground. By the look of it, it seemed as though no one had visited for a long time. But this place had always been this way, and it was unusual for people to come here, so Lin Jing didn't pay it much mind. Walking in, Lin Jing swept away the accumulated fallen leaves on the ground but did not find the formation. Bending down to look carefully, he saw that traces of the formation on the ground were still there, just somewhat blurred. By the look of it, the formation had been dismantled some time ago. "This is the second one already..." Lin Jing frowned and headed back outside. Having not visited the black market in a long time, Lin Jing was unaware of any changes that might have occurred there. He also didn't know why, but the teleportation arrays leading into the black market had been unexpectedly dismantled. "Daoist Lin!" Just as Lin Jing stepped out of the path, someone approached from the opposite direction, calling out to him. Lin Jing looked up, only to see a familiar face. It was the Talisman Master who had moved in across from him after the Zhang brothers had died. ``` Due to the fact that Lin Jing had little interaction with this person before, he was momentarily unable to recall his name upon seeing him again, remembering only that he was a talisman master. "You forgot? It's me, Wu Nie." With that reminder, Lin Jing finally remembered. "Daoist Wu, why are you here..." Lin Jing began to ask. Wu Nie joked, "Listen to how Daoist Lin talks, you really are someone who forgets things easily. I met you once before here at the Shengyuan Gambling House. Have you forgotten?" "I'm just here with nothing better to do, reminiscing..." As he said this, Lin Jing recalled that previous event, which had led to a misunderstanding with Ning Yue. Wu Nie walked over and said directly, "The beast tide was ferocious back then; the outer Fang Market was breached. I was in the Inner Fang Market at that time and escaped that disaster." "After the beast tide passed, I even went back to take a look at the alley where we lived. The household across from me, where you used to live, had all changed tenants. I actually thought that you, Daoist Lin, had been killed by the demonic beasts." "Who would have thought that you are still alive? That's really great." Wu Nie chattered nonstop, appearing extremely excited. "Daoist Lin, do you know?" "I've finally stabilized this time. I was helping people make talismans in the Inner Fang Market before. Because I did well, a talisman master took notice and exceptionally took me on as a registered disciple." "Let me tell you, my master is very powerful. Not only is he a second-grade talisman master, but he's also an offering priest talisman master at Yuebaolou." "It was also lucky that during the beast tide, I was helping my master in the Inner Fang Market, avoiding the beast tide and escaping that fate." "Isn't that a coincidence..." At this point, Wu Nie was grinning from ear to ear, even more excited, probably because it had been a long time since he had had someone to talk to. So, he was like this upon finally meeting an acquaintance. "Of course, I'm only doing odd jobs following him now, but by staying by his side, I believe that sooner or later I will become his true disciple." "Then, congratulations to you, Daoist Wu..." Lin Jing spoke. After hearing this, Wu Nie was very pleased: "Heh heh... I just got a bit luckier is all." After speaking, Wu Nie looked Lin Jing up and down and then asked, "And you, Daoist Lin? Your courtyard has changed hands. Have you moved somewhere else?" "Yes, I've moved to a different place..." Lin Jing replied and did not elaborate further. "I see..." Wu Nie pondered for a moment, then continued, "That makes sense. During the time of the beast tide, the rent was too high. For low-ranking cultivators like us, it was unaffordable to stay, so moving to the outskirts of the Market is better." According to Wu Nie's thought, he probably assumed that Lin Jing couldn't afford the rent and had given up that courtyard before moving to the outskirts of the Fang Market. "However, Daoist Lin, you don't have to worry. The beast tide has been resolved, and now it's safe to live even on the outskirts of the Market. You just have to be a little careful when you go out." "I've heard that the outskirts of the Market are not very peaceful, especially at night. There are people who specialize in robbing and killing low-ranking cultivators. It's particularly dangerous." "This isn't like the Inner Fang Market, where there is a Guard Team patrolling. You don't have to worry at all." Wu Nie said cheerfully. After that, he gave another reminder: "Daoist Lin, you must be careful though." "Mm, I know..." Lin Jing replied, without much explanation. Next, Wu Nie winked at Lin Jing and continued, "Daoist Lin, you didn't come out of this alley to go to the brothel, did you?" As he spoke, he leaned in closer, shortening the distance. Lin Jing frowned and took a step back. However, Wu Nie did not notice and said in a low voice, "You're heading to the black market, aren't you!"