At the gate of the black market, in that nameless little pavilion, Li Yuan pored over the entrance registry.0

This registry was made in three parts. Each gate of the black market checked and recorded incoming goods. Those entries were then collected before nightfall and compiled into a single volume, which was delivered to Senior Li for review. 0

Only after Senior Li’s red brush stroke approved it would those goods go on sale. Most of the time, though, he simply skimmed the pages and stamped his seal without much scrutiny.0

So, the items Li Yuan was looking at now were those just cleared for sale that very morning. If he had come earlier, he could have known ahead of time exactly what would appear in the market today.0

He flipped through the notebook quickly, but his finger moved idly across the entries, reflecting his mixed hopes. He needed several things—0

One was a ninth rank demonic beast. Ideally one with a gentle temperament, good at scouting, and adept at concealment. If...0