Bai Yu entered the black market but didn't rush to set up a stall to sell his Essence-Nourishing Powder.

He first strolled around the market a few times, unhurriedly, appearing like an old hand.

Along the way, Bai Yu felt his eyes opened to a whole new world.

The black market had all sorts of goods.

There were weapon sellers, with weapons forged from tenfold or even hundredfold refined steel, sharp enough to cut through iron like mud.

A weapon seller stacked twenty copper coins together and chopped them with a steel knife.

The twenty copper coins were sliced cleanly, drawing gasps of astonishment.

There were also sellers of elixirs, cultivation techniques, and even wild beasts and women.

Of course, there were also many ordinary items, such as wild game from the mountains, grains, eggs, and other daily necessities.

Not all the people coming and going were martial artists; there were quite a few ordinary people as well.

Daily necessities weren't too expensive, even slightly cheaper than in the city.

However, anything related to martial arts saw prices skyrocket.

A random bottle of elixir for martial artists cost at least one or two silver taels.

A Yellow Rank Low Grade cultivation technique started at five taels of silver.

Bai Yu even saw a copy of the Five Spirit Fist, and when several people asked the price, the stall owner directly quoted fifty taels.

Bai Yu couldn't help but click his tongue in secret; even if he could haggle down the price, he still couldn't afford it.

It could only be said that in this world, various cultivation techniques and elixir recipes were monopolized by powerful families.

For ordinary people, advancing through martial arts was extremely difficult.

After looking around, Bai Yu had a rough idea in his mind.

He then found an empty spot, hung up a sign, and started setting up his stall.

First, he spread out a piece of burlap and laid out a few packs of Essence-Nourishing Powder, marking the start of his business.

He mixed the Essence-Nourishing Powder with flour, dividing it into twenty portions.

The effect certainly couldn't compare to other elixirs, but he aimed for small profits and quick turnover.

Having just arrived at the black market, he needed some marketing tactics; otherwise, why would anyone buy his medicine?

"Come and take a look, freshly made Essence-Nourishing Powder."

"Enhance Qi and Blood, invigorate the spirit, and keep your spear standing tall."

Bai Yu's shouting attracted quite a crowd.

Someone immediately asked:

"Brother, what are you selling, and what does it do?"

Bai Yu smiled and said:

"Good question, young man. This is freshly made Essence-Nourishing Powder. When martial artists take it, it can increase Qi and Blood and invigorate the spirit."

For martial artists, Qi and Blood are fundamental, and elixirs that can enhance them are very precious.

Hearing Bai Yu's words, many people became interested.

"Stall owner, how much for your Essence-Nourishing Powder?"

"Three hundred wen per pack!"

The cost of one batch of medicine was three taels, divided into twenty portions sold at three hundred wen each, totaling six taels.

He could earn three taels of silver in one go, which was equivalent to several years of salary at the charity mortuary.

Start with small profits and quick turnover to open up the market, and then gradually raise the price.

Other elixirs in the black market were all over one tael of silver, but Bai Yu only charged three hundred wen, which intrigued many people.

However, at this moment, a sarcastic voice came:

"Kid, how can you guarantee this junk medicine works? What if it's fake?"

Bai Yu followed the voice and saw a lean man with a knife scar on his face.

With the scarred man's words, others hesitated.

"Yeah, how can we be sure it's not fake?"

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"Three hundred wen isn't expensive, but it's not cheap either. If it's fake, we'd lose out."

The scarred man was even more smug, pointing at the Essence-Nourishing Powder and saying:

"Others sell for over a tael of silver, and this is just three hundred wen. It's probably fake."

"If it doesn't work, fine, but if it's poisonous, that's a problem."

Bai Yu frowned and said coldly:

"Sir, you can eat medicine recklessly, but you can't speak recklessly. How can you accuse me of selling fake medicine without reason?"

Bai Yu sized up the man; his Qi and Blood were weak, only slightly stronger than an ordinary person, at most an unranked martial artist.

The scarred man, feeling embarrassed after being retorted by Bai Yu, said:

"Kid, if your medicine is real, fine. If it's fake, you might not have a peaceful journey after leaving the black market."

Bai Yu heard the threat in his words.

He replied calmly:

"What do you suggest then?"

The scarred man said:

"It's simple. Give me a pack for free, and I'll test it for you."

"I'll be your advertisement, no charge."

"Once I've tried it, everyone will feel safe buying."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, reaching for the medicine.

At that moment, Bai Yu moved like lightning, grabbing the scarred man's wrist.

The scarred man struggled, but Bai Yu's arm was like cast iron, unmoving.

Bai Yu understood the scarred man's intentions; he just wanted to get it for free.

Such troublemakers were everywhere, like flies, exploiting every opportunity, very troublesome.

Bai Yu wouldn't let the scarred man succeed.

With a casual flick, he tossed the scarred man aside.

"No need for you to test the medicine; I have my own methods."

Bai Yu looked at a nearby boulder, estimating it weighed one or two hundred pounds.

He released a bit of his Qi and Blood, spread his arms, and lifted the boulder into the air.

Everyone was shocked.

"This young man must have two or three hundred pounds of strength!"

"A first-rank martial artist, that scarred guy hit a brick wall."

The scarred man saw this, his face changed, and he quickly squeezed into the crowd and left, fearing Bai Yu would come after him.

Bai Yu put down the stone and seized the opportunity:

"My Essence-Nourishing Powder nourishes Qi and Blood, strengthens the body, and has aphrodisiac effects."

"I became a first-rank martial artist because of it."

The crowd was greatly tempted.

However, there were no fools in the black market; although Bai Yu spoke well, who could guarantee it wasn't fake?

Bai Yu wasn't worried; he glanced around, having an idea.

He said to a young man in coarse clothes with vigorous Qi and Blood:

"Brother, I'll give you half a pack. Do you dare to try it?"

The young man was overjoyed, feeling like he hit the jackpot.

Since the stall owner dared to let someone try it, it was likely real.

He asked incredulously:

"Me?"

Bai Yu nodded: "Of course."

With that, he handed half a pack of Essence-Nourishing Powder to the young man.

The young man was all smiles, taking half a pack on the spot.

Sure enough, his whole body surged with Qi and Blood, his face turned red, and wisps of white steam appeared on his head.

Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted by.

Everyone looked towards the scent and saw a curvaceous veiled woman.

The woman wore thin gauze, her ample bosom reminiscent of the vast sea, her movements like ocean waves.

Seeing this, the young man had a nosebleed on the spot.

His face flushed, he turned and ran, suppressing his excitement.

The surrounding people immediately reacted:

"This medicine really boosts Qi and Blood, immediate effect!"

"Indeed, it even caused a nosebleed."

"It seems to be good medicine; the stall owner wasn't lying, it boosts Qi and Blood and has aphrodisiac effects."

Many were moved:

"Young man, give me a pack. I don't care about the aphrodisiac part; I mainly want to boost Qi and Blood."

"Exactly, I want to boost my Qi and Blood too, give me a pack."

"I'll take two packs; can you give me a discount?"

Soon, Bai Yu's ten packs of Essence-Nourishing Powder were sold out.

Even the half pack was sold at half price.

Bai Yu waved his hand:

"Everyone, I'm sorry, Essence-Nourishing Powder is hard to make, only ten packs today. Please come again."

Bai Yu indeed prepared twenty packs, but being new here, it wasn't wise to show too much wealth.

Selling ten packs, earning around three taels of silver, shouldn't be a problem.

As the crowd dispersed, Bai Yu noticed one person remained.

It was the young man in coarse clothes who had returned.

Bai Yu asked curiously:

"Brother, is there something you need?"