In these days, Bai Yu focused on funeral processions, martial arts training, and learning to draw talismans.

Once he had a good grasp of talismans, he decided to visit the Black Market again to sell some Essence-Nourishing Powder.

That evening, he navigated the Black Market with ease.

He set up his stall next to Old Diao, who sold antique books.

Over time, he had become quite familiar with Old Diao and knew that everything on his stall was fake, except for the stall cloth.

Casually, he picked up a book from Old Diao's stall.

Old Diao grumbled, "Don't touch if you're not buying. That's an antique from the Shang and Zhou dynasties."

Bai Yu chuckled, "You mean last week, right? Look at this one, 'Spring Breeze Pavilion Chronicles.' Was there a Spring Breeze Pavilion in River City in ancient times? Could you be any more fake?"

"And this one, 'Ghostly Beauties Anthology,' what kind of nonsense is this? Let me critique it properly."

Old Diao remained unfazed, "Can antiques be fake? If you don't find out, then it's real."

While they were talking, someone noticed Bai Yu and immediately shouted, "The guy selling Essence-Nourishing Powder, Cai Kun, is here again."

Instantly, a crowd gathered around.

"Kun Bro, give me a pack."

"I'll take a pack too."

"Kun Kun, I want five packs."

"Boss, I'll pay five hundred coins per pack and take them all!"

Bai Yu was a bit taken aback.

His Essence-Nourishing Powder was affordable and of good quality, highly popular among low-level martial artists.

Every time he came to sell, it would sell out quickly.

Even Old Diao benefited from Bai Yu's popularity, as young martial artists would sometimes buy a copy of 'White Fox Scandal Chronicles' to critique after purchasing the powder.

But this time, business was exceptionally booming.

Bai Yu wasn't greedy; after selling twenty packs of Essence-Nourishing Powder, he waved to indicate they were sold out.

Even when asked if he could make more, he shook his head, saying he could only produce twenty packs a month.

Money wasn't everything, and he didn't want to attract trouble.

After the crowd dispersed, Bai Yu curiously asked, "Old Diao, why is everyone acting so crazy today?"

Old Diao replied, "You don't know? River City hasn't been peaceful lately."

"The Black Wolf Gang and Divine Power Sect are at it."

"These martial artists are under pressure, so they're going crazy for elixirs like Essence-Nourishing Powder that can enhance their strength."

Bai Yu felt a slight stir in his heart; it seemed the Charity Mortuary's business was about to pick up.

He wasn't in a hurry to leave and casually browsed through Old Diao's antique stall.

Whether it was the antiques or the cultivation technique books, none of them were genuine.

But you never know when luck might strike, and you find something real.

And indeed, Bai Yu found a genuine item.

[Swallow's Triple Water Flip (Fragmented Tome), Yellow Rank Middle Grade lightness skill, complete version is Yellow Rank High Grade.]

He nonchalantly picked up a few books, including 'Swallow's Triple Water Flip' and 'White Fox Scandal Chronicles.'

He asked, "Old Diao, how much for these books?"

Old Diao grinned, revealing two missing front teeth, and said earnestly, "Given our friendship, I won't overcharge you, eighty thousand!"

Bai Yu was speechless, "Old Diao, enough with the games."

"I've brought you so many customers; your 'art book' business has tripled."

Old Diao replied seriously, "Nonsense, what art books? These are antiques, art."

"You don't understand the art world."

Bai Yu offered a flat price, "One hundred coins."

"Deal!"

A quick look at "pawread.com" will leave you more fulfilled.

Old Diao tearfully made eighty coins.

Just then, another man arrived.

He also picked a few books, slipping in a copy of 'Bedroom Discussions' as if by accident.

He gave Bai Yu a knowing look, and they exchanged a smile.

Bai Yu was about to leave with his books when a young man in white clothes clumsily bumped into Old Diao's stall.

Unfortunately for him, he broke a vase.

Old Diao immediately got angry, grabbing the young man and shouting, "This is a vase from the Great Zhou period, and you broke it. A flat price, eight thousand."

As Old Diao shouted, people gathered around to watch the commotion.

The young man in white, as if waking from a dream, hurriedly said, "I didn't mean to; I just got distracted."

Old Diao didn't care, "Your distraction isn't my problem. You broke my antique vase, so you have to pay."

The young man stammered, unable to respond.

Bai Yu, standing nearby, noticed something off.

The young man in white had a darkened forehead, a sign of being possessed by Sha energy.

He stepped forward and asked, "Brother, have you been feeling exhausted lately, often distracted for no reason, and muddle-headed?"

The young man in white quickly replied, "Yes, yes, how did you know?"

Bai Yu took out a Sha-Subduing Talisman from his pocket and placed it on the young man.

The young man shivered, and his eyes cleared up significantly.

He looked at Bai Yu in disbelief.

"This... I feel much clearer now."

The surrounding people, witnessing this miraculous change, were stunned into silence.

Bai Yu said, "Brother, you've been entangled by Sha energy."

"This will bring you bad luck and make your mind foggy."

The young man in white nodded eagerly, "Exactly, I've been inexplicably unlucky lately."

"Brother, do you have a way to resolve this?"

Bai Yu smiled lightly, "I have a Sha-Resolving Talisman, a Sha-Subduing Talisman, and a Sha-Transforming Talisman."

"Burn the Sha-Resolving Talisman and drink it with water, carry the Sha-Subduing Talisman, and place the Sha-Transforming Talisman at your bedside. After three days, the Sha energy will dissipate."

The young man quickly asked, "Master, how much do you charge? I'm willing to pay."

Bai Yu hadn't expected to make money this way.

Ordinary yellow talismans weren't worth much; even Uncle Jiu would only charge a token fee for calming and transforming Sha for ordinary people.

But martial artists were not ordinary people.

Bai Yu thought for a moment and said, "Let's say one tael of silver."

The young man was thrilled, quickly handing over a tael of silver for the three talismans, as if afraid Bai Yu would change his mind.

Meanwhile, Old Diao started shouting again.

The young man had no choice but to pay three hundred coins to compensate Old Diao for the vase.

Old Diao tearfully made two hundred and eighty coins.

Seeing the matter settled, Bai Yu prepared to push through the crowd and leave.

Unexpectedly, more people gathered around, asking, "Master, I've been unlucky and foggy lately too. Can you take a look? I'm willing to pay."

"Me too."

"Master, I also want to buy that set of talismans."

Bai Yu looked around and found that quite a few people were indeed entangled by Sha energy.

He didn't hesitate and sold all the yellow talismans he had.

By the end of it, he had made over ten taels of silver.

Once Bai Yu made it clear that he was out of talismans, the crowd finally dispersed.

Bai Yu couldn't help but wonder, "What's going on? Why are so many people suddenly entangled by Sha energy?"

He had a nagging feeling that something was amiss.

A sense of urgency grew within him; it seemed he needed to quickly perfect his Skin Tempering Realm.