This place was considered a major thoroughfare. After more than half a month of adjustment, it had gradually formed into a trading market for the surrounding area.

Whenever people had items to sell or buy, they generally gathered here.

The surrounding forces appeared quite complex. Some were teams that had entered from the same region, while others were newly formed parties created after entering the competition zone.

Tang Yan intended to purchase Beast Cores. After observing the local prices for a while, he found a spot and called out loudly, "Selling High Spirit Pills, Second Rank High Grade pills! They promote cultivation and quickly restore physical strength.

They can be taken repeatedly without diminishing their medicinal effects. Their overall value is not inferior to the Third Rank!

Excellent resources for cultivation! Limited quantity, first come, first served!"

The cruelty of the competition zone far exceeded many people's expectations. Here, one not only had to fend off the hunting of Spirit Beasts but also guard against other contestants. With the slightest carelessness, being robbed was a minor matter; severe injuries or even death were common occurrences.

In such a harsh environment, the consumption rate of pills was absurdly fast.

With more than half a month having passed, many people had long since exhausted the pills they had brought.

Whenever someone sold pills in the market, even at exorbitant prices, there would always be buyers. As Tang Yan's shouts rang out, he immediately attracted the attention of quite a few people.

"Brother, what is the price of the High Spirit Pill?" A square-faced youth not far from Tang Yan gave a hearty laugh and cupped his fists in inquiry.

"One High Spirit Pill for six Third Rank Beast Cores, or two Fourth Rank Beast Cores! A Fifth Rank Beast Core can be exchanged for two High Spirit Pills!"

Tang Yan's current quote was considerably lower than the price he had previously given Yu Juechen.

However, given the current market conditions, it was not unreasonable.

If the medicinal effects of the High Spirit Pill were as claimed, this price was extremely fair for everyone!

"May I ask how many you can take, brother?" the square-faced youth asked expectantly.

The more Beast Cores one hunted, the lower their value dropped within the competition zone. This price was well within his acceptable range.

"Bring out as many Beast Cores as you have. If my pills run out, I will stop the transactions," Tang Yan replied with a smile.

The square-faced youth hesitated briefly before waving to several companions nearby. "Bring all our Beast Cores over."

A team of about a dozen people immediately gathered around. Their pills had completely run dry, and with such a reasonable price, they were naturally eager to trade. Their only fear was that Tang Yan didn't have enough pills for all of them.

"Three hundred and eighty-one Third Rank Beast Cores, ninety Fourth Rank Beast Cores. Can you take all of these?" the square-faced youth asked.

Glancing at the pile of Beast Cores, Tang Yan saw the quantity was roughly correct. He readily took out 109 pills and handed them over. "Deal. Count them."

Seeing Tang Yan's straightforwardness, a flicker of joy flashed through the eyes of the square-faced youth and his group. After handing all the Beast Cores to Tang Yan, the youth pulled the stopper from a bottle and gently took a sniff. Sensing the dense, undispersed Spiritual Qi, a hint of surprise crossed his gaze.

"Not bad!" Praising the quality, the square-faced youth immediately distributed the pills.

Seeing the square-faced youth's successful transaction, the surrounding crowd quickly gathered around.

"Brother, here are thirty Fourth Rank Beast Cores."

"Brother, here are eighty-four Third Rank Beast Cores."

"..." People continuously stepped forward to exchange for pills, and there was no lack of cultivators trying to trade with other items.

"Brother, look at this spiritual herb. How many Beast Cores can it exchange for?" one person asked, taking out a Wonderflower Fruit.

Seeing the spiritual herb, Tang Yan's heart stirred. He smiled and said, "Two pills. How about it?"

"Deal!" Hearing Tang Yan's offer, the man was inwardly delighted. He had assumed he would need to add a few Beast Cores just to get a single pill, but to his surprise, he could directly exchange it for two.

With this person leading the way, the minds of several others also became active. Whether they recognized the herbs or not, as long as they felt it was a spiritual herb, they would take it out for Tang Yan to appraise.

Tang Yan's spirits lifted. He had originally only intended to exchange for some Beast Cores, but the luck of these people was truly heaven-defying; they had actually managed to find some top-grade medicinal herbs.

As three spiritual herbs were taken into the Heaven and Earth Creation Cauldron, a satisfied expression flashed through Tang Yan's eyes.

"Move aside, move aside! Give my Raging Wave Gang some face." An arrogant voice rang out, followed by three youths pushing through the crowd and walking over.

The surrounding people were initially a bit irritated, but upon hearing that it was the Raging Wave Gang, they all firmly shut their mouths.

Quite a few people also looked at Tang Yan, gloating at his misfortune. Judging by their tone, these three had come with ill intent. This kid was in trouble!

Sizing up the three figures before him, Tang Yan frowned. Their arrogant demeanor was extremely displeasing.

"Brother, the prices for your transactions are clearly a bit high. How about giving our Raging Wave Gang some face? Two pills for one Third Rank Beast Core, ten pills for one Fourth Rank Beast Core, and a hundred pills for one Fifth Rank Beast Core. How about it?" The tall, thin youth in the middle stated his price with a half-smile.

Before Tang Yan could answer, the fat youth beside the tall, thin one shouted, "Zhang Peng, do you think we just picked up our Beast Cores on the side of the road? A Fifth Rank Beast Core is worth at least two hundred pills!"

"Chen He is right," the other youth in a blue shirt chimed in.

Tang Yan's mind was as clear as a mirror. The three were tossing out wild numbers, but in reality, they wouldn't take out a single Beast Core.

"Buying and selling is a matter of mutual willingness. My price is set here. If you want to buy, then buy. If not, you can find a more suitable seller," Tang Yan replied flatly.

He had been burying his head in bitter cultivation for the past several days and did not know much about the outside situation.

However, judging by the expressions of the people around him, the Raging Wave Gang seemed quite powerful. Moreover, the strength of the three before him was not weak either-they were all uniformly at the Black Rank Sixth Grade.

Tang Yan had not concealed his own cultivation, and the crowd looked at him with eyes full of pity.

An innocent man invites guilt by possessing treasure. With only Black Rank Fifth Grade strength, carrying so many pills meant being robbed was only a matter of time.

"Zhang Peng, this kid actually dares to deny us face!" the fat youth Chen He shouted exaggeratedly, though the mockery in his eyes grew even thicker.

"Kid, are you really not going to give the Raging Wave Gang face?" Zhang Peng's voice turned cold, his tone brimming with threat.

"Scram!" Tang Yan shot back unceremoniously. He then looked toward the others and asked, "Does anyone else want to continue trading?"

Seeing that Tang Yan actually dared to disregard the Raging Wave Gang, a flash of anger appeared in Zhang Peng's eyes. "Zhao Qian, teach this kid how to behave!"

"Heh heh, kid. We kindly offered to trade with you, but you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Don't blame us for being ruthless!" The blue-shirted youth sneered. His aura shifted, and the Force of a Black Rank Sixth Grade suddenly burst forth as he charged rapidly at Tang Yan.

Bang, bang, bang! Seeing Zhao Qian rushing over, Tang Yan's body spun forward three times in succession. A vast power surged from within his body, and the third fist of the Thousand Mountains Fist was instantly unleashed.

On the Martial Dao, a gap of a single grade represented a significant disparity.

Seeing Tang Yan overestimating his own capabilities to meet him head-on, thick mockery filled Zhao Qian's eyes.

Bang! The two techniques collided, and a dull, explosive boom of air rang out.

Thump, thump, thump!

That blue-clad figure was actually forced back three heavy steps.

Yet the black-shirted youth, who was only at the Black Rank Fifth Grade, stood as steady as a mountain!