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 **Chapter 2752: Just Set Up Your Stall, Why So Much Nonsense**

The free market came into view, a massive square with each side over 100,000 meters long. The square was enormous, with stalls set up every ten meters, all arranged by cultivators themselves.

The Lu Feng Merchant Guild managed the market, and each stall was free of charge. Even if transactions occurred, the guild took no commission.

There was only one rule: if a stall had no transaction record within ten days, it had to leave the free market and could only return after another ten days.

This was a cooling-off mechanism set by the Lu Feng Merchant Guild; apart from this, there were no other regulations.

The guild didn't care about the quality or price of the items sold; everything depended on the buyer's discernment.

Many people thought the Lu Feng Merchant Guild was doing a good deed by providing such a large free trading venue for so many people.

If they charged fees or took commissions, they would make huge profits.

Many people were grateful to the Lu Feng Merchant Guild for this.

However, Lin Moyu saw through the guild's cleverness immediately.

All the cultivators who came here to trade wouldn't sell inferior items.

Cultivators' knowledge was limited compared to the experts in the Lu Feng Merchant Guild, who often didn't know the true value of their items.

The guild could send people to scout the market, picking up valuable items at low prices, making even more profit.

If they charged fees or took commissions, it might deter some cultivators from coming.

Perhaps similar markets existed in major cities, spreading valuable items across various places.

It was better to have most cultivators gather here for transactions.

The Lu Feng Merchant Guild's strategy was indeed brilliant.

Moreover, the free market wasn't limited to human cultivators; demon cultivators and members of the Hundred Herb Alliance also frequented it.

Occasionally, one could even see dragon and Buddhist cultivators.

Only the insect clan didn't appear here.

In front of the free market, two people were glaring at each other, shouting angrily.

Their speech was rapid, and their cultivation not only amplified their voices but also increased their speed.

The foul language they hurled at each other was incredibly harsh, cursing each other's ancestors for eighteen generations.

If one's realm and Dao heart weren't strong enough, they could easily be overwhelmed.

Lin Moyu sensed that these curses contained ghostly soul impacts.

However, these soul impacts weren't strong enough to violate the Lu Feng Merchant Guild's regulations, so they weren't stopped.

Lu Fengyao seemed excited, "Didn't expect to see this right away. Isn't it fun?"

A dignified Dao Sovereign and the young lady of the Lu Feng Merchant Guild found such cursing matches interesting. It was indeed amusing.

Lu Fengyao said, "Whenever I hit a bottleneck in my cultivation, I come here to listen to a few cursing matches, and my bottleneck naturally breaks."

Lin Moyu found it fascinating. The world was indeed full of wonders.

However, Lin Moyu wasn't interested in the cursing match; his attention was elsewhere.

Scattered on the ground between the two people were various items.

Among them, one item emitted a faint spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy was extremely weak but persistent.

Lin Moyu, with his strong spiritual sense, detected it.

"Could it really be a spiritual material?" Lin Moyu wondered.

He came to the trading market hoping to find spiritual materials.

Previously, when purchasing items from the Third Ancestor, he had also expressed his desire to buy spiritual materials.

The Lu Feng Merchant Guild did have spiritual materials, but only those suitable for Heavenly Sovereigns.

They also had spiritual materials for Dao Sovereigns, but those were sent to the Ju Feng Warship and weren't available in the market.

Lin Moyu speculated that even if the main guild had high-level spiritual materials, they were likely consumed internally and wouldn't be sold.

He could only try his luck at the free market, hoping to find a hidden gem.

He didn't have high hopes, knowing that the guild's people had already scoured the market many times.

Unexpectedly, he found something right away.

Lin Moyu realized that even the guild's people weren't infallible; he might indeed have a chance to find something valuable.

Lin Moyu asked softly, "How long do these cursing matches usually last?"

Lu Fengyao said, "It varies. Some last just a few minutes, while others can go on for a whole day. Judging by their states, one is a mid-level Heavenly Sovereign, and the other is a high-level Heavenly Sovereign. The outcome should be clear soon."

Indeed, the high-level Heavenly Sovereign was already suppressing the other, and the result wouldn't take long.

Lin Moyu wasn't in a hurry and watched the commotion with Lu Fengyao.

Few cultivators in the market came to watch, perhaps because they were used to such scenes.

No one touched the scattered items on the ground, as with Lu Fengyao, the chief manager, around, no one dared to steal.

The Lu Feng Merchant Guild didn't intervene in everything, but they did maintain order in the market.

Lu Fengyao watched with great interest, even taking out snacks to eat, like a true spectator.

A Dao Sovereign-level spectator wasn't unusual here.

After half an hour, the match ended.

The high-level Heavenly Sovereign won, becoming arrogant and domineering despite not gaining any tangible rewards.

The reason for their argument was simple: a stall.

They were at the entrance of the trading market, the best spot.

The mid-level Heavenly Sovereign had been there for over nine days without making a sale.

According to the rules, he had to leave on the tenth day and could only return after ten days.

The high-level Heavenly Sovereign wanted his spot and started setting up a few hours early, leading to the argument.

The mid-level Heavenly Sovereign, having lost the argument, packed up his things to leave.

The item that caught Lin Moyu's attention belonged to him.

Before he could finish packing, Lin Moyu approached, "Fellow Daoist, are you still selling your items?"

The man looked at Lin Moyu, seeing that he was also a mid-level Heavenly Sovereign, and replied politely, "Of course, but don't think you can take advantage of me just because I lost the argument."

Lin Moyu smiled, "I won't haggle. Please set up your items so I can take a look."

The man stared at Lin Moyu, "Are you serious about buying?"

Lin Moyu said, "I need to see the items first."

At this moment, Lu Fengyao spoke, "Just set up your stall. Why so much nonsense?"

The man, already frustrated, was about to get angry but noticed Lu Fengyao was a Dao Sovereign. His anger vanished instantly.

He wouldn't dare offend a Dao Sovereign. While fighting wasn't allowed in the market, it didn't mean it couldn't happen outside.

If a Dao Sovereign targeted him, his life would be miserable.

He quickly set up his items, "Please take a look."

The high-level Heavenly Sovereign who had won the argument glanced at Lin Moyu, seemingly wanting to say something, but seeing Lu Fengyao, he closed his mouth.